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Bob Gotti, 26 february 2014

Where’s Your Treasure?

Money and wealth my friend, in this life shall come to an end,
While you are here upon this earth, what in life has true worth?
For we deal with money and God, while upon this earthly sod,
I may serve money in stealth, but can’t serve God and wealth.

We may use money for our need, but money isn’t guaranteed,
Our money may not be assured, but, I can count on The Lord,
In a world not sound or sure, only God in this life shall endure,
When it comes to money and God, we are led by Christ’s rod.

In heaven treasure’s to be stored, as we serve an Eternal Lord,
For treasure on earth will not last, as this time soon shall pass,
But the next life is forever, so in heaven, must be our treasure,
So, the question for your life, will it be money or Jesus Christ?

The eye, as the lamp of the body, affects how I spiritually see,
Does it show darkness or light, in a world when wrong is right?
Are we pursuing righteousness, or mislead by some darkness?
Is your eye spiritually healthy, taking God, over being wealthy?

I can’t serve mammon and God, for only He deserves my nod,
My heart’s desire to serve Him, in world that is affected by sin;
What are you storing up friend; where’s the treasure in the end?
What is your heart’s true desire, earthly treasure, or one higher?

(Copyright ©02/2014 Bob Gotti)

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Bob Gotti, 26 february 2014

Church Or Truth

Many people embrace a church; and in that pew, I will not perch,
They embrace the rules of men, where I, in Christ am Born Again,
Born of God’s Spirit from above, teaching all that God spoke of,
As God’s Holy Spirit teaches me, God’s Truth on life and eternity.

Truth some churches do not teach, as for Truth they don’t preach,
For they teach a works salvation, which is opposed to Revelation,
God’s Holy Truths, revealed to us, through The Lord, Christ Jesus,
Revealed to all, in these latter days; True Revelation, to His praise.

Salvation is through Christ alone, fact, many churches do bemoan,
Teaching we must work our way, to Heaven, before Judgment Day;
But Jesus Christ, for me, did it all, redeeming me from Adam’s fall,
Finishing my salvation on the cross, cleansing me from sin’s dross.

Many churches add to The Word, ignoring passages they’ve heard,
As they take from and add to, The Revelation given to me and you,
But warnings come to these men, their practices God will condemn,
By adding to the words of Christ, they won’t be in the Book of Life.

But, all who believe in Christ alone, are marked by God as His own,
So by God’s Spirit we are sealed, until our Redemption is revealed;
But churched people remaining lost, in the end, will all pay the cost,
As The Rapture, they will miss, not found in Christ’s Righteousness.

(Copyright ©05/2011 Bob Gotti)

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Bob Gotti, 26 february 2014

Two Different Destinies

Soon things on earth shall change; and this world won’t be the same,
As two different groups part ways, one left and one leaving in praise,
When Christ’s Church is evacuated, above the clouds, we’ll be elated,
Leaving a dark world of tribulation, to meet The Lord of our salvation.

And the world shall continue on, from evening dusk to morning dawn,
Initially, with not much of a change, for all those on earth, who remain,
However, the tides will surely turn, as those upon earth, begin to learn.
That the Church is no longer here, while many hearts shall fill with fear.

But, as fears continue to increase, upon earth comes a man of peace,
Proclaiming peace for the entire world, as his plan, the nations herald,
Yes, this world will turn the page, as this man takes the world’s stage,
As he continues his proclamation; peace and safety, for every nation.

With the Church, now in Heaven, all continues, twenty-four and seven,
With The Church out of the way, that man of peace, continues to say,
Peace and prosperity will come all, freedom for both great and small,
For every problem he has a solution, but, it is part of strong delusion.

The strong delusion from our Lord, by Who, the final wrath is poured,
Upon all men who believe not God, believing the man on earth’s sod,
And God’s Mercy won’t be shown, as God’s Truths, to man is known,
For after his final act is employed, he and followers will be destroyed.

The final victory our Lord claims, while Christ reigns with all His saints;
In eternal fire Antichrist will sit, as Satan’s cast into the bottomless pit,
As God starts up His Earthly Kingdom, to be ruled by Christ, His Son,
So gone are all man’s earthly fears, as Christ reigns a thousand years.

(Copyright ©05/2011 Bob Gotti)

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Bob Gotti, 26 february 2014

His Body And Blood

I thank God for His grace and love, and for Christ’s Body and Blood,
His Body that was God’s Sacrifice, Jesus’ Body that paid sin’s price,
For Christ’s Blood, that was spilled, as The Father above, had willed,
For our Lord’s death at Calvary, so that believers could live Eternally.

It is through the very Blood of Christ, that sinners can have New Life,
From the Body, prepared for Him, redeeming souls from all their sin,
For The Lord had sent His Only Son, to be Redemption for everyone,
And all we must do is to believe, and God’s Salvation we will receive.

Today an empty grave now shows, though He died, Christ has arose,
The same power will be given to us, who, have come to Christ Jesus,
Though we are still on the earth, we receive God’s Spirit by New Birth,
Promised by our Lord to all men, when in Christ, they are Born Again.

Born of God, by The Spirit above, when we’re cleansed by His Blood,
Forgiven of all our sin and shame, all through the Power of His Name,
We are now the children of God, to walk anew upon the earth we trod,
To no longer be a part of the night, but now, to be The Savior’s Light.

This, all because God loved us first, even, when we were at our worst,
And His love was for all sinners lost, so our Lord employed the cross,
Crucifying Christ the Spotless Lamb, to pay sin’s price for every man,
This is His New Covenant of Blood, provided to us all by God’s Love.

(Copyright ©05/2011 Bob Gotti)

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Bob Gotti, 26 february 2014

A Day Of Prayer

We have called for a day of prayer, for men and women everywhere,
A day when the Creator is implored, by all those who know The Lord,
For intervention from God’s Right Hand, for our troubled, weary land,
The intervention of Jesus Christ, The Author of Salvation and our life.

As a nation we’ve fallen far away, from God, Who men seek this day,
Praying with hope and expectation, for a land, apart from Revelation,
Apart from the one believers cherish; without Truth a land shall perish.
So our urgent need, I say with a nod, is for this land to return to God.

The Lord God may not heal this land, but, our Lord can help us stand,
All those, who are part of His Mission, to stand against all opposition,
Those opposed to all moral principle, who want no part of God’s Will,
For all must embrace God’s Truth, to avoid God’s Righteous Reproof.

Our prayers must be for individuals, those mislead by darkened fools,
The fools, who say there is no God, over this nation, that we now trod,
For God indeed now reigns above, every darkened land that’s void of,
The Lord God’s Holy Revelation, with many souls in need of Salvation.

So men, who are called by God’s Son, must pray to God for everyone.
For those who are not born again, that God will touch the heart of men,
Changing the hearts within our nation; turning men to God’s Revelation,
So that we could again be a land, blessed and moved, by God’s Hand.

(Copyright ©05/2011 Bob Gotti)

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Gert Strydom, 26 february 2014

In March when the summer is worn out

In March when the summer is worn out
the new autumn gets new meaning
when plovers call to each other
while it feels as if the sun is saving its last summer heat
and it seems as if this summer will last forever
like the love that I read in your golden eyes.

When the leaves suddenly fall everywhere
every tree is stripped on the hillocks and in the vale
when the winter cold comes
and stripped off and away is each wild flower

but almost unexpectedly new blossoms appear
and everywhere flowers are in abundance
in the veldt, on the hillocks and at the marsh
and I hear new birds singing their praising songs
as if new life has come to everything

and I also do want to believe that love does the same
when in difficult times
we become closer involved with each other.

[Poet’s note: Please note that in the Southern Hemisphere the seasons are opposite to those that are experienced in the Northern Hemisphere.]

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Satish Verma, 26 february 2014

BLUE SKY

The stem cells coaxed to become
a kidney or a trachea failed to
ask the Himalayas, why were not,
they gathering the ice for glaciers!
Some sexual jealousy?

The naked darkness will nurse
the roses to rest on the barrel
of a gun. Civil war will start any day.

Colored man, the tattoos will not
tell the truth of the body. Blood
was always crying to give up
the fight. Why half-brothers were
destroying each other?

No squirrel will climb on the trees.
Nuts have gone. The winds have dispersed
sine die. A prayer is rising from the lips of earth.

Satish Verma

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Greg, 25 february 2014

Drowning and Thirsty

At a certain point
The light grows so dim
Before and after turn to grey
Dismay arrives
On the lips of those who speak

So strong in their word
Link to the aftermath
The shitty fucking poetry
The unrelenting bullshit
Of artistic constipation

I can’t write anymore
My soul has grown weak
And every time the morning blooms
The phone rings
To sweep me off my feet

I’m dying inside
But nobody cares
Because I can’t express it
In artistic divinity
As the poets of great
Who harnessed Spirit
Could

But I promise you
At least my heart’s broken
Please listen
For I have no purpose left
But maybe to resonate
With a passer by
Who will never stop to speak
But in a passing glance
Will share a tear
For the life that has erupted
In petty flatulence

The residuals of nothing
Crust upon my eyes
And leave me blind
To find nothing but fading lies
Hidden behind eyes
That wish to look
Complex and deep
But really are dirt cheap
And made of fraudulent shit

I am so so sad
But I know that no one cares

Please just let me fade away
Crying hollow screams
Resonating in the valleys
And mountains
Teeming with life

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madster roberts, 25 february 2014

Her Heart

those hands which once felt like home
seems to the the same hands
casting the stones,
i wish i could offer my help,
but your heart is cold
all wickedness has taken its tole
and slowly she breaks
her heart no longer has what it takes
to strive through the night
fragile to touch, sensitive
to words, a broken frame
held up by a nail
no longer eligible
a picture that deserves a thousand takes
a thousand glances no chance for mistake
let me mend your heart
heal your crimson touch
ignite your spark
that was once lost
amount of lust, passion and love

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Gert Strydom, 25 february 2014

Maybe

Maybe life goes like this
that somebody brings the world to a halt
for only you
when you do trust someone with your love
and then the pregnant night gets a knew meaning
when in each yearning in moments that are unknown,
new of new love and the experience stays with you
in this new joint seclusion
when you do believe that love is sincere and intimate
with more meaning than what you have experienced up to now,
when there is much more than just pity
in a kind of bliss that you can never really forget
and maybe when trust and integrity touches you
love becomes resolute.

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Where’s Your Treasure?

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Her Heart

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