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Satish Verma, 2 april 2014

WHAT CONCLUSION WAS LEFT?

The seizure,
volatile it was,
the way to tell, for the things
he did not want to say.

You suffer silently.
Coming to boiling point,
for the starkness of the torture.
The abridged wholeness was empty.
Only howling remained.

Can you measure the pain?
The depth of the wound?
Start the dialogue with the unseen?

The flame protected in the folds
of a primeval skill,
now singes the clarity.

Between you and I no space was left.

Satish Verma

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POEWHIT, 1 april 2014

P O E M B O Y 7

Dance all earth

Sing more to birth

A song with heart

High and low tide - apart

Clouds have a start

Just find our part

Pray and sing to life

GOD can heal strife.

4/1/2014 JOE POEWHIT

JESUS SAVEt

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Gert Strydom, 1 april 2014

The plain becomes disorderly

The plain becomes disorderly, is turned upside down
when the canons of Ratel armoured cars thunder,
when rocket-launching trucks fire off their charges,
when for days everything is aflame

and then the river rushes down in that drenched summer,
soldiers are cut to the bone
by the unending barrage fire

and where villages had been
broken sacks hang and flutter
on rusted thorny wire

and all that is left is forsakenness,
the pieces of broken humanity of a shattered people
in the inaccessible pillage that war brings.

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Satish Verma, 1 april 2014

THE DEBRIS

Give me the whole
of a fragment,
I am standing on a frozen lake
of inadequate compassion.

The totality of implications frightens.
Look deep in my eyes
you may find the plumage
of the green peacocks. They are gone.

Walk on the burning coals
to perceive actuality. Life slaps the illusion.
Debris falls from a shooting star,
overwhelming the clouds.
Rains will not come now for a while.

History heaps few glares
on the spinning darkness.

The theater runs for an empty house.

Satish Verma

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POEWHIT, 31 march 2014

P O E M B O Y 6

Flowers cover a hill

Beauty of nature

Quiet is the sound

The sun all around

Let me sit and look

Gentle sound of a brook

A bird flies softly

It's shadow crosses me.

3/31/2014 JOE POEWHIT

JESUS SAVES

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Gert Strydom, 31 march 2014

Constantly I do realize

Constantly I do realize that who and what I am,
the gifts and abilities that I have
only is grace from God,
the possessions that I have
are only borrowed to me
for a limited time
and that God does daily use small things
to make a big difference in my life.

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Satish Verma, 31 march 2014

LISTENING TO FORGIVE

A distended deceipt takes over,
when you,
you become the fear-
under a distorted moon, tangled,
unscripted. The damp nails
scratching,
on the skin of light
after hurricane.
Ruins stand on broken skulls
praising the icy death
bringing the race on brink.

Killer smile shatters the wholeness
of imagination. Letters dropp from memory.
Words uneven, meanings disappear.
you search
the needle to stich the history.

Satish Verma

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POEWHIT, 31 march 2014

P O E M B O Y 5

Are you Poem boy ?

Let me sing coy

GOD don't like idols

Down to a toy dollsl

GOD wants us to follow

His way, not ours, swallow

He is a jealous GOD

Back then, the idol mod.

3/30/2014 JOE POEWHIT

JESUS SAVES

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Bob Gotti, 30 march 2014

Just Accept It

Just Accept It, for it’s been paid, the Wrath of God on Christ was laid,
Not for a debt of the Sinless Lamb, but to pay the debt for sinful man,
A debt, that no man could ever pay, so God had created another Way,
Through that bloody cross, at Calvary, so that man could live eternally,

For, it’s appointed for all once to die, this includes my friend you and I,
Then God’s Judgment we all shall face, so God instituted Saving Grace,
With our debt paid in full, not by us, but, all by The Savior, Christ Jesus,
Who died on Calvary’s bloody cross, not for Himself but all sinners lost,

Then Christ was buried in the tomb, a sight with no hope, but only doom,
And in dealing with this tragic matter, all His disciples then would scatter,
Believing that Christ had truly died, truth most men wouldn’t have denied,
But, Scripture was just being fulfilled, His death and burial as God willed,

But our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, by God’s power came back to life,
A Power displayed that day to everyone, which, was given to God’s Son,
Power today, that’s afforded to all men, by His Spirit, as they born again,
Born Anew, through The Spirit of God, while still alive, on this earthly sod.

The Lord died and was put in a grave, so that sinful man God could save,
And through The Lord’s Resurrection, man has been given a new direction,
That Gift which only God could give, that, through His Son man might live,
And all you must do is truly believe, and then Eternal Life, you will receive.

(Copyright ©03/2014 Bob Gotti)

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Bob Gotti, 30 march 2014

Hope For Now And Beyond

The hope we have for when we die, is the hope given to you and I,
To live each day upon this earth, as we experience a Second Birth,
When in Jesus Christ, we die to sin, to live this life all through Him,
As The Lord helps us live each day, while on this life’s Narrow Way.

This is a Hope beyond this place, on a path that’s paved by Grace,
While the path leads us to Heaven, avoiding all the religious leaven;
This Hope is available to all men, when in Christ, they’re Born Again,
Along with the Holy Spirit’s Power, as our guide every day and hour.

Within our heart, He gives us hope, and helps us in this life to cope,
While each day we live down here, we know that God is always near;
Longing for Heaven as we roam, for Heaven, not earth, is our Home,
This is the Hope, in each of us, as we come to God, in Christ Jesus.

Our hope in God, is eternal friend, with a beginning, but with no end,
As our hope begins down here, God begins relieving worry and fear,
As we fix our eyes upon The Lord, our needs, by God aren’t ignored,
While all our needs God shall fulfill, as He works out His Perfect Will.

This Hope, begins with Jesus Christ, Who, holds together, all our life,
A life that goes beyond this world, to a higher realm, not yet unfurled,
As our hope translates into Eternity, to a place no one has yet to see,
And once we’re on that Eternal shore, we’ll be with Christ forevermore.

(Copyright ©01/2011 Bob Gotti)

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WHAT CONCLUSION WAS LEFT?

P O E M B O Y 7

The plain becomes disorderly

THE DEBRIS

P O E M B O Y 6

Constantly I do realize

LISTENING TO FORGIVE

P O E M B O Y 5

Just Accept It

Hope For Now And Beyond

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