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Bob Gotti, 29 march 2014

Affiliation Or Salvation

Many Organizations have raved, through them, men must be saved,
Through their ways and their belief, only can one find spiritual relief,
To be saved from sin’s awful curse, but, their beliefs lead to worse,
Pulling men away from God’s Truth, leading them to eternal reproof.

There’re many religious organizations, with a multitude of salvations,
All of them proclaiming to have the way, to reach Heaven in our day,
Through the salvations they arrange, many Truths these men change,
Ignoring much of God’s Revelation, as they produce a new salvation.

These organizations lead souls astray, upon a religious, broader way,
Drawing upon their own deduction, they just lead men to destruction,
In many ways these men have erred, leading men far from The Word,
Far from The Eternal Word of Life, our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ,

Many have traded in God’s Salvation, for a fuzzy, religious affiliation,
Falling far from the only true Gospel, that Jesus Christ came to fulfill;
In their gospel they have diminished, those three words “it is finished.”
Spoken by Jesus Christ at Calvary, when God had saved you and me.

Religion isn’t how The Lord saves us, but, we’re saved in Christ Jesus,
As He is The Only Way, Truth and Life, in a world where religion is rife,
So one must be upon that narrow path, to avoid destruction and wrath,
Searching you’ll find there’s only One, Jesus Christ, God’s Eternal Son.

(Copyright ©02/2011 Bob Gotti)

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Bob Gotti, 29 march 2014

But A Mist

Our life on earth is but a mist, no matter how long that list,
Of those things in the past, of achievements we amassed,
Or those things we want to do, before time here is through,
For we are simply a vapor here, with that end drawing near.

Years of three score and ten, a time decreed for most men,
With good health, maybe more, no man can be totally sure,
Or one could have a shorter end, to the life they have friend,
Short or long, our life will be, a small blip in light of Eternity.

All the things that we’ve done, are fading like the setting sun,
Maybe, still a memory in our mind, but, they’ll be left behind,
The distant memories in our heart, many gone, as we depart,
From this earth and the past; a time for all that shall not last.

Of the present, we don’t know, how much we have yet to go,
Or what could change friend, to alter present time we spend,
Pursuing all wants and needs, uncertain where a future leads,
And death is as sure as birth, for all one day leave this earth.

All our lists, present or past, apart from God shall never last,
But all done for Christ shall be, transferred over into Eternity,
When life’s mist is over and done; in eternity with God’s Son,
Where these mists will endure, with Jesus Christ forevermore.

(Copyright ©02/2011 Bob Gotti)

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Bob Gotti, 29 march 2014

The Race Already Won

Today the race, which we run, by The Lord, was already won,
As we run following His lead, He shall supply all of our need,
In this race, that we call life, following our Lord, Jesus Christ,
The race was won for all of us, that by our Lord, Christ Jesus.

Though that race has been won, sometimes it is far from fun,
With hurt and pain on the way, but, in that race we must stay,
With each path determined by, The Lord, Who reigns on high,
In accordance with God’s Plan, ordered for every saved man.

Now being led along by Grace, every bend, we now can face,
With total trust in The Son, Who, began the race for everyone,
And we must simply fix our eyes, on Christ, the ultimate prize,
For it’s God’s Son, Jesus Christ, Who is the Author of our life.

The very One who gives salvation, is the Author of destination,
Going ahead of all steps we take, no followers He will forsake,
He abides with us the whole race, to provide all needed Grace,
As those rugged pathways appear, to continue on without fear.

On every turn and bend in the road, Christ helps carry the load,
Making a heavy burden seem light, as we run through the night,
And after this life’s final bend, we shall finish in Eternity, friend.
As we finally see our Lord’s face, at the finish of this life’s race.

(Copyright ©01/2011 Bob Gotti)

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Satish Verma, 29 march 2014

MELTDOWN

Unveiled,
the moon will find you
after morose beginning
of becoming – me

Homophobia creeps in,
beyond the condemnation,
the incompleteness.

You walk straight in the arms
of contradiction, confusion
smearing the wall
with your crimson, nihilistic words.

Every other person
a demi – god
stands on your fears, sends whispers
down your ears.

To abdicate the colleagues
of dawn.

Satish Verma

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Bob Gotti, 29 march 2014

Journey With My Wife

Now finishing a journey with my wife, one in which uncertainty is rife,
All that’s ahead, we may not know, but forward together we must go,
Now my wife of twenty-eight years, we can face challenge and fears,
For we don’t walk this path alone, but together in Christ we’ve grown.

We’ve been together all this time, not thru chance, but God’s design,
Which has allowed this in our life, and so, together we trust in Christ,
The One, Who will see us through, guiding everything we need to do,
The Lord God, Who made us one, has decreed our path, by His Son.

Though the road ahead is long, God’s chosen ways are never wrong,
Although we may not understand, in God’s Grace, we take our stand,
Holding firm to what is understood; what God allows is for our good,
The good, we now may not see, and so we trust The God of Eternity.

Now as one flesh we’re both there, to carry the burdens and to share,
The hurt and pain along the way, as concerns, at Christ’s feet, we lay,
Knowing that we’re not in this alone, we lift our cares up to the throne,
Up to our Father’s Throne of Grace, for all undue cares, He can erase.

God shall finish what He started, with comfort as we’re heavyhearted,
When darkness does pervade our life, we have light thru Jesus Christ,
Who guides us from the start my friend, through to the very utter end,
And as members of God’s Family, we’ll be together for all of Eternity.

(Copyright ©01/2011 Bob Gotti)

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Greg, 28 march 2014

Eyes Run Dry: Kill the Pretense

I fancy myself the dissection principle
To dance in the moonlight of constipated love
Bring forth the moon to say hello
By its name
The Word calls forth
That which calls forth
Oh so poetic
In its call

Praise the flagstaff hero dance
The tragic expedition into lost romance
By gone, the passing chance
To make love in the moment
Is all over my pants
All over my pain
And regained and alone
The cycle it emerges
As hurtful lost sounds

Words that enframe
And castrate the meaning
Of poetic destruction
Of limited being

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Gert Strydom, 28 march 2014

Before sunrise I lay sleeping peacefully

Before sunrise I lay sleeping peacefully
when you awake me
and outside the stars glitter in the dark beyond
while the moon shine silver-white.

Carefully I try to read the signs,
see the lines that only I know,
there is something in the intimacy
and your green-brown eyes gleam tenderly.

© Gert Strydom

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Satish Verma, 28 march 2014

BY THE WORDS

Always he was picking up and counting the pins
to distill the essence of rainbows
and find the symmetries of elementary
laws and eating leftover words from the table.

The terrorists had wired his house and he was
not aware of it. The wrinkles on the face
for the bridge destroyed, would not bring
peace within. Times were different, icy and slippery.
He hated only himself for the failure of ships
to sail through the scope of explosions
rage and tears. The madness of unchaste
happenings submerging the cognition.

His tongue was heavy, hands writing the epitaph
on air. The bald eagle scoops a bride,
slices the breasts for the green stigmata
of liberation. Ajmer, INDIA

Satish Verma

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POEWHIT, 28 march 2014

P O E M B O Y 4

Poem boy - again

Just a note to send

Girl with lazy eye's

Read more - surprise

GOD made heaven

Worked 6 - rested 1

Well water - [ for sale ]

GEEE - you lookin pale.

3/27/2014 JOE POEWHIT

JESUS SAVES

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Bob Gotti, 27 march 2014

My Earthly End

I could very well see the end, of my life on this earth dear friend,
For, after another hospital stay, the doctors sent me on my way,
With this cancer progressing fast, this life on earth, may not last,
With risk outweighing benefit, it was with God not doctors I went.

The Lord said, threescore and ten, is the time allotted to all men,
My life may be cut short friend, but, for me it’s not the last bend,
As this life that God has given me, God shall extend into eternity,
So when I take that last breath, I will see life with Christ not death.

But, The Hope, which I embrace, can move with Mercy and Grace,
As God with His healing hand, can do what men won’t understand,
For The Lord God, could heal me, as His Testimony, for all to see,
As God extends my earthly life, through the power of Jesus Christ.

Friend either way I have peace, that through this trial will not cease,
A peace, because I know God, Who has led me with staff and rod,
My Lord God, Savior and friend, who’s led me through every bend,
The very Author of my entire life, my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ,

Friend either way I shall win, for I will not die, but enter into Heaven,
And if God should heal me, I shall continue for Him on this journey,
Whatever God may choose to do, my hope is that He touches you,
To move you to a hope in Christ, so you too, can have Eternal Life.

(Copyright ©03/2014 Bob Gotti)

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