Poetry

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RISE ME UP

Put me in the grave
My tombstone reading “I”
Rise me up
With my new name love

Let my flesh die of starvation
With the power of your salvation
Rise me up
With the Holy Spirit of the great I Am

Let my old clothes be thrown away
With my pettiness hold in sway
Rise me up
With the new clothes of Your righteousness


RIVERS OF LIFE


It is the peaceful fellow
From whom the rivers flow
He is never shaken nor defeated
It is he who makes the whole world glow


It is the joyful man
From whom the rivers flow
He is never worried nor depressed
It is he who gives the world his best


It is the loving woman
From whom the rivers flow
She is never hateful nor unkind
It is she who helps others around her to be their best


SOMEDAY

We breathe the air of grace
We drown in endless dreams and potential
Yet someday we say
We will go and be


Rivers of life overflow us
We are continually being fed by the bread of life
Yet someday we say
We will live and share


Godly opportunities live on our doorstep
To serve and to love burn in our Godly DNA
Yet someday we say
We will go, be, live and share when there
is a better tomorrow


Someday will never be
For it is only vanishing smoke
Only today has meaning
Yesterday gone and tomorrow amounts to nothing


Do what you can today
Every moment engraved in time
Then you shall discover
Your life shall be filled with meaning and joy


SAVING GRACE

You thought you made it all by yourself
You thought that you did not need anyone’s help
You lived in wealth
And died in stealth

For when you walked into hell
You suddenly remembered the preacher’s voice
When he spoke about the love of God
And His Saving Grace

You laughed inside your heart
But Jesus Christ saw it
He cried for He new your haughty heart
will soon bring you into trouble

Now it is too late
You wish you listened
And now your wealth will not help you
Or your self-reliance save you


THE FLOWER

Withering in the sun
Standing in the wind
Shelter is not anywhere
The water nearly not enough

Still its color shines for the world to see
Brightening the days of the sick

As they lie there on their beds
They deaths not far from time
They look at the flower
Giving them hope for a new tomorrow

Eventually the flower went
The hope of the sick not dead
For while the flower lived
It bought them hope and life


UP TO YOU

In life you will fail
Nothing is ever plain sail
It is up to you to believe
Even if others give you grief

Standing tall in opportunities
Is the name for those obscurities
It is up to you to persevere
Even if others is living their lives mere

You are one of a kind
There is no one else like you on earth we can find
It is up to you to stay original
Even if others is copying

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