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Greg, 14 february 2014

A Humble Offering

As the world passes slowly on by
Trapped in the red tape
Of a telltale disguise
Abiding the rapture
To hang to the moment
That life comes undone
Unscripted and free

So basically
The light has left the tunnel
Shadows have come to claim their home
In the halls of philosophical greatness
Hopefully with no hope to share
For the worst thing to give a man too scared to eat
Is knowledge that there’s no poison there

Then life turns inside out
Relentless like the pouring rain
And sunshine will beam down
But I’ll look again for the rain
Until I have an excuse to huddle up
Underneath a cold shadow box
Gray and shared with the bugs and the worms
Convinced that my shit is glittering gold
But oh no I will never save my soul
From the rampant rummaging of the deep dark hole
Because if another is to be reluctant to go
I shall tell him

Child
Friend
Lover
Fellow Human
Sentient Being
Sentience
You have nothing to fear
Greater than the soul-deadening knowledge
That you cowered away
And set yourself a trap
Too comfortable for you and the others involved
To move yourself out from

To wiggle without causing so much pain
That it will not be worth the love of God
And more importantly and perhaps the same
The love of yourself

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St Antoine de la VUADI, 14 february 2014

Culture of Love

I love you more than so much,
I love your mistakes and your smiles;
I’d like the love that I give to you to be
Your joy and your destination.
Your love is my beloved love;
My beloved in all is you.
I don’t know how to call
This piece of peace
That you serve to my life.
My eyes, when I look at your face,
Is really and again really blind.
Darling Master of Art,
Now I conclude that
You have studied for many hours
And your specialty is:
The culture of Love.

St Antoine de la Vuadi

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St Antoine de la VUADI, 14 february 2014

A Lover’s prayer

Dear Lord,

Could you protect my baby
I have given my heart to him
And I don’t want to lose him
Because it will destroy my life.

You are the maker of hearts
You know the future
If he will deceive me
Please, change his mind.

I can’t live without him
And you see it in my voice
He is the angel that you’ve sent
To give me joy and peace.

Let him be invisible
To other non serious women
So that he will be concentrated
Only to the love that we have built.

This was my prayer
In the name of Christ
Who is your Unique Son
Amen!

St Antoine de la Vuadi

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St Antoine de la VUADI, 14 february 2014

Natural Lover

To be a natural lover
Is what I dream of
And my dream is real
If I am really in love.

Do not make love sick
To accompany your behavior.
Love is stronger than behavior
And this reality is not a stick.

Everywhere in my heart
I feel the voice of love
To be natural when you love
Is the key to the perfection.

Natural must a lover be,
Specific also as an unknown being;
Then people will not understand
And will be unable to destroy “it“.

St Antoine de la Vuadi

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Gert Strydom, 14 february 2014

The windows was closed behind the curtains

The windows was closed behind the curtains
and shut out was the world, the night and the breeze
as if you and I was locked in
away from all heartache, pain and sin
and our loving did begin
with passion and a certain kind of ease
and of your love I was certain
while I did cling to you.
It was as if all good things were coming true,
as if all evil and everything that brought ill
had to wait until
out time together was spent

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Gert Strydom, 14 february 2014

Too many times

Too many times we want to know
from what love is woven of,
as there is something special
when our hearts and faces glow
but unknowingly we do at times remove
our trust from each other
and even from God
and the in desperation do trod
while the effects of love we do not feel
but as a principle forever it is real.

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Satish Verma, 14 february 2014

CROSSING

The body was arched in a denial mode
on the rose bed, unsettling human emotion
in the train of lots. A broken chain
of thoughts outranking the holiness of crime.
I am not getting the signals of fire, sparks
or flames. Only smoke on the mirror. It was
becoming a murder, discarding the clay, terracotta,
color in Indian summer. A sensuous dance
begins, on the mobiles. The portfolio contains the
numbers of streets for total annihilation so
the visual footprints will disappear. The mathematical
progress of genes halts. Million fingers will
write history of wailing waves, frightened
of hot winds.

Satish Verma

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Bunny Crunch, 13 february 2014

Lonely Crowded Street

You ought to practice what you preach
Or it is no more than wasted words
Meaningless lessons
Which are deeper than the air you swallow
But never breathe

Wasted time
All of which you use to tell them
To follow a path
Which you will never cross

Don't stoop to his level
You tell her, though you really are yourself
A level which only you have learned
Not to rise above

I know he was mean
I know it's been tough
But that's how it goes
In the world of love

You can change fate, but can't change a fact
So swallow his pride and quit with this act
Nothing now can be done

Four years now, I've heard about the one
Who you claim to hate to no avail
And yet you persist to bring up at any chance

By fighting against him
You are playing on his team
A team that can only lose against itself

It takes more courage to forgive
And to give up the fight
Than to complain that you've lost
When you are the only thing continuing this losing battle

If you don't fight, don't start
You can never lose
But you can win

As Marvel shows
Which you stand by every day
You can't let evil win

You preach this day to day
And yet you are the only one
To throw that white flag across your heart
To fly it from the ground when above it you could soar

You can't change him
You can't change what he's done
But he hasn't quite killed you yet
So you from him can still gain strength
Take his words and burn them up
Rather than throwing fuel to his fire

You say you're a chicken to cross the street
But fear you must not have
This lonely street is crowded not with cars
But with many others in your place

Afraid of what on the other side may lie
Afraid of what this life without hurt may hold

And it is only they who are hurt by these cars
Killed from their own fear

Why did the chicken cross the road?
To find a better life
Across this street an oasis lies
Across this lonely crowded street

But this true happiness may only be reached
Without the absence of pain unlike you think

Hiding from this pain in the dark
Will only bring the light of hell on Earth

Never anywhere will you find happily in this life

Unless you have the faith to cross this lonely crowded street

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Bob Gotti, 13 february 2014

Progressive Sanctification

By God’s Grace, I am what I am, all through the Blood of The Lamb,
Not only am I saved my friend, by God’s Spirit, I’m now Born Again,
Born from above in the Spirit of God, to live anew upon earth’s sod,
Granted by The Lord a New Life, to live for The Savior, Jesus Christ.

I am not yet just what I should be, as my Lord God is working in me,
By sanctification I am set apart, as God continues molding my heart,
Now, seated in Heaven with Christ, as He transforms my present life,
To live for God in this world of sin, lead by His Spirit, dwelling within.

My sanctification continues in life, even while I am seated with Christ,
This, as I now live for The Lord, with my spirit and His, in one accord,
Through The Spirit Who dwells inside, helping me, in Christ, to abide,
As I make changes to live anew, as The Holy Spirit leads me through.

Being fully justified all by faith, we now have peace, by God’s Grace,
Peace with God all through this life, this through The Lord’s sacrifice,
In Christ we receive reconciliation, with The God of our sanctification,
It is by Christ Grace does reign; while in me he makes Godly change.

Progressive sanctification friend, is what Christ continues to the end,
For He, Who began a work in me, shall finish it as I step into eternity,
When all former things will be behind, with a fully new heart and mind,
This as I step into Eternal Life, now totally changed with Jesus Christ.

(Copyright ©01/2014 Bob Gotti)

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Bob Gotti, 13 february 2014

Justified And Sanctified

A wicked man, I am justified, saved by Christ to join His Bride,
The Holy Bride of Jesus Christ, saved by Him, given New Life,
Saved from a previous life of sin, to live my life, now for Him,
To live for Christ every day, walking anew on life’s narrow way.

By His Blood, I was justified, and in His Spirit, I am sanctified,
By Christ I have been set apart, with His Spirit now in my heart,
His Spirit guides me in this life, where sin around me is so rife,
To be for Jesus Christ a Light, in a world, where wrong is right.

Justified and sanctified to serve, in a position, I don’t deserve,
But while a sinner, God loved me, taking me to Mount Calvary,
To my Dear Savior’s Cross, where God cleansed me of dross,
He cleansed me of sin and shame, by the Power of His Name.

With His Power and Grace, He aids my witness place to place,
Giving me His Gospel, to preach, to all those, that I can reach.
Being a witness wherever I am, leading all others to The Lamb,
To The One, Who justified me, The Spotless Lamb of Eternity,

Through God’s only Salvation, I received by God justification,
Justified by A Holy God, He now leads me with staff and rod,
Leading with purpose in mind, with my old sinful ways behind,
A Purpose with an Eternal End, set apart to witness my friend.

(Copyright ©05/2011 Bob Gotti)

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