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Bob Gotti, 14 september 2013

Loving Kindness

To live fruitfully, in difficult days, is for God’s Glory and Praise,
While loving kindness fills our life, by the Spirit of Jesus Christ,
When in God we are Born Again, kindness we afford to all men,
With a renewed heart and mind, we share His love with mankind.

God exemplifies love the best, when recalling God in every test,
Just as God dealt with Israel, His kindness was shown in His will,
Like God showed kindness to us, through His Son, Christ Jesus,
By the Sacrifice He had done, His Love is extended to everyone.

When we all were spiritually dead, God showed kindness instead,
Sending His only Son to Calvary, as the sacrifice for you and me,
Paying for us the ultimate price, to be for sinners God’s Sacrifice,
Thus, allowing us when dead in sin, to experience New Life within.

When redeemed by God’s Salvation, kindness is His expectation,
So now, a New Creature in Christ, kindness is expected in our life,
This in every saved believing heart, as God’s Truth we now impart,
When in God’s Nature we partake. His Kindness, we can’t forsake.

Receiving Christ’s Righteousness, our life must display godliness,
As we serve on this earthly sod, spiritual fruit is cultivated by God,
As we allow God to have His way, displaying kindness day to day,
Submitting to The Spirit of Christ, Loving Kindness can fill our life.

(Copyright ©08/2013 Bob Gotti)

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Bob Gotti, 14 september 2013

Embracing God’s Word

Believers accept this very hour, The Word of God in all its power,
The Living Word, truly adored, is sharper than a two edged sword,
His Word is living and powerful, above, to accomplish God’s Will,
Discerning of hearts and thought, by His Word change is wrought.

We embrace His Word every day, for God’s Word, lights our way,
Accepted as the very Word of God, it’s our guide, where we trod,
This, while we follow Jesus Christ, applying His Word into our life,
His Word works in all who believe, as His Word, they truly receive.

His Word is valued more than gold, for His Truth never grows old,
As God’s Word is eternal, friend; for, He has no beginning or end,
His Word’s far above that of man, as His Word is His eternal plan.
As man changes, God will never, while His Word shall last forever.

God shall accomplish His Will, as through His Word He shall fulfill,
His ultimate plan and purpose, through all who follow Christ Jesus,
As He equips us for every need, while God’s Word believers heed,
Growing to be imitators of Christ; being as Apostle Paul in this life.

God’s Word is the ultimate Authority, for now and through Eternity,
Giving power, to reach all men, at any cost, when we’re born again,
For in this world He helps us cope, with His Word vital to our hope,
The hope we have in Jesus Christ, is to soon share our Eternal Life.

(Copyright ©01/2013 Bob Gotti)

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Bob Gotti, 14 september 2013

God Not Men

As the plans of men go awry, I depend on Him, who reigns on high,
The Lord who rules over everyone, Jesus Christ, God’s Eternal Son,
He, who holds this world together, this, as He reigns above forever,
Christ, who sustains all things, The Lord of lords and King of kings.

He allows dark men to be in power, for Judgment in a coming hour,
When liberal leaders stray from God, they invite The Lord’s iron rod,
As they lead the masses astray, they move a nation to a darker day,
For a Holy God must judge men, in that nation, God shall condemn.

It is men, not God, who moves, so those darker hearts He reproves,
For, as The Lord remains the same, He must uphold His Holy Name,
Against a people who have turned, away from God, so have learned,
The rebellious path of Satan’s ways, producing godless darker days.

So, I depend fully on The Lord, although by most God goes ignored,
But, while most live in flagrant sin, their ways are not ignored by Him;
So as I follow Christ and His ways, it is God, not men, whom I praise,
For God takes care of my needs, while in my life it is God who leads.

God rules over men and their ways, and is Light in these darker days,
This, as God judges a fallen nation, as many reject God’s Revelation,
Following the ways of darker men, the very ones God shall condemn,
But, God leads me in Jesus Christ, Who is leading me to Eternal Life.

(Copyright ©01/2013 Bob Gotti)

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Satish Verma, 14 september 2013

FOGGING

Walk rosie, walk on the serrated thorns;
exiting the blue abyss, shamelessly a baby god climbs

a salt mountain, incantatory, flicks
through: cranberry, cranberry it was the end of beginning,

the whole, was in peril, bits flying, licking
the toes, upending the truth, cracks appearing one by one

the attic was full of portraits, atrium empty, the
blue landscape latched to windows, a sick air map,

pseudumonas again attacking the viscera, festering,
a roadshow full of blisters, ribbed easily, climbing

on the poles to get a look at queenbee, pretending
to replace the beyond, we will remain faithfull.

Satish Verma

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Gert Strydom, 13 september 2013

Africans want a new king

There’s sudden strength flowing
through black men’s souls
and Africans want a new king
a new Dingaan, Shaka, Mzilikazi,
to drive the white man into the sea.

Like giants they want to rise
and take what they think belongs to them,
they dance around the tribal fires,
drink homebrewed beer,
pray to their gods
calling up the spirits
and in Zimbabwe they find a man
and wage a terrible war there.

He is chosen as prime minister
and rids his country of opposition
unleashing his fifth brigade
on the Ndbele tribe
to exterminate, torture and to rape
fellow black citizens.

Promises are made about agricultural fields
and white farmers are freed
of their ground and possessions by force
with the police backing up
the onslaught.

Food production dries up
and mass famine and poverty results,
the country is run into the ground
controlled by the power
of the security police and military
and the king is in the chair
still ruling with a iron hand,
gathering a fortune
in foreign banking accounts

and in his eyes,
he’s president for life.

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Gert Strydom, 13 september 2013

Broken country

Broken country, you know the sadness
of millions of people that are leaving you
and the silent fury and hatred
that is constantly present
and about pain and injustice you do bare knowledge,
about the silent yearning on each face
for something far better and on the street
you sometimes witness violence but also pity
do witness people that want a own life,
that want to have the right to a own work
and do want to reach out for a place in the sun
but you do know that many will never have it
and how deep the despair lies in their hearts
and that people want to live if they only could.

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Satish Verma, 13 september 2013

* UNFATHOMABLE

After lifting the fingerprints of bloodbath
a bushfire starts, engulfing contradictions,
the gulf between erosion of truth and
survivors appears widening. Tiny ants smell

blood, exfoliation begins, from
nameless earth for the exodus of barefoot,
the epic of tragedy, something in the debris is left
for acetic reminder, a death reunion.

The pain starts the saddest saga of human
suffering, a salt lake melting in each eye and then in
every courtroom the defence for the crimes, bail -
out by the buried dark sniffing of fecundity.

The night wraps me, the land of my birth
haunts in its greenness, the wounded sea bids
refugees to hostile shores, a cracked sun
welcomes the lost umbical cords.

* On the plight of SRI LANKAN TAMILS

Satish Verma

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Salvatore Ala, 12 september 2013

Stonehenge Revisited

The earth is cradled in a grave
The sky is buried in the earth
The stones are hanging from a thread of light
And everyone here has been here before
And everyone has come a long way
And those who love meet those who hate
And those who breathe air breathe stone
And those who are fire are dust
And those who are clay shall be wine
And those who arrive meet those departing
And children find their mothers
And fathers reconcile with sons
And the old meet themselves in the young
And the young discover a road
And round the heavenly clock time is as nothing
And we cluster for warmth
At the brief fire of a thousand years

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Joe Breunig, 12 september 2013

Poem: Necessity of Virtues

People may question the necessity of virtues,
yet they embody virility, life and beauty.
These traits aid the development of character,
while complementing the scope of Christian duty.

There’s still a time and place for everything,
and a need of their value can still be seen.
A combination of personal conduct and inner strength
bolsters us against the tedium of Life’s routines.

Qualities of Prudence, Justice, Fortitude and Temperance
combined with Faith, Hope and Charity, will assist us
in our spiritual growth and maturity for sharing…
the Brotherly Love of our beloved Christ Jesus.

Under the consistent leading of the Holy Spirit,
we may practice Courtesy, Patience and Forgiveness,
while confirming the divine principles of The Word
that should be stored within… our heart’s stillness.

Author Notes:

Loosely based on:
Eccl 3; Psa 19:7-14; 27:1-14, 46:10; Phil 4:13;
2 Tim 3:16-17; 1 Cor 13:13; Rom 12:2

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://www.squidoo.com/book-isbn-1419650513/

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2013, All rights reserved.

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Gert Strydom, 12 september 2013

In the late afternoon your words did become silent

In the late afternoon your words did become silent
and your movements were curtailed
as if you did not want to get up from the chair,
as if you did not want to leave me later

and outside the August wind stopped blowing
while we did say no words to each other
and outside the sun did shine
in a moment of great joy and pain

while we were clinging to each other
and the afternoon sun’s radiance did weaken
when it felt as if time poured into that moment
while time did linger but it was much too short

when everything for both of us came to a standstill
and in ecstasy we looked at each other
but in me this fear does remain
that no moment will ever again be like this.

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Loving Kindness

Embracing God’s Word

God Not Men

FOGGING

Africans want a new king

Broken country

* UNFATHOMABLE

Stonehenge Revisited

Poem: Necessity of Virtues

In the late afternoon your words did become silent

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