I speak of the hunger of greedy eyes, the hunger for power, control and dominion over women, children and teens... all the good citizens of this universe.
I have your Visa....
These people are equal only in God's eyes.
I speak of the hunger of the Beast that possesses all mankind to give up the sense of righteousness, honor and respect and take up positions with benefits in employment that benefits no one but themselves.
I speak of the hunger of a mother for her son in Iraq, and the Iraqi mother who holds a basket of small bones wrapped in a blue blanket.
I speak of the hunger of the fatherless child, your neighbor's son, who only wants to be like the other children.
I will speak of God's hunger for the curtain to fall, that all ugliness is revealed and done away with - once and for all, in His name.
I will speak of my own hunger... I stand in the line of the foodbank - wonder will there be milk, vegetables that are not rotten, some kind of meat for the table? I wonder if the child and young mother (ahead of me) will have food, heat and shelter for one more night . . .
I will speak of my hunger for employment, and the man whose wife is dying of cancer, his mortgage unpaid, and social workers with the social skills of granite.
I also speak of hunger; hunger for love, peace, compassion and honesty...hunger for justice, honor and respect.
I will speak of the hunger for warmth, tenderness and tolerance...the hunger for beauty and most, the hunger for God's will to be done; for mankind to love one another in reality. To stop this lip service and right their unrighteous ways.
I will speak of this hunger; do unto others as you would have done to you; honor the holiness of every soul and question first; your weakness, your greed, your sins and finally, admit you have failed, you have no capacity for love, no skills for compassion.
Your resumes, certificates and diplomas disqualify you as a citizen of God's kingdom. Tear these old documents and trade them for the Visa.
Your only passport is love; love unconditionally - love without assignments. Your freedom path is to love every living being and thing as God, Himself intended. This day, take up the passport and let the journey to God's Kingdom begin.
"Poets For Humanity"
Well penned and powerfully packed write.
May all your prayers,dreams, hopes, wishes come true as you travel upon your own life's destiny.
Your works are appreciated~warm regards,
Gwendolyn
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on December 25, 2006
You streatch your words to the limits, but the, I know that of you, annd it is good. I may not always agree, but that isn't important. I agree with your primise here, however, you were . . . "possessed" with the light . . . of your own making . . .
Oh my Deborah this is so powerful and full of anointing...I agree with Richard this is such a powerful write that I too will call it a keeper. You speak from the heart and describe our nation...waiting for the curtain to fall, leaves a deep thought carved deep within the readers mind, ready or not the Lord is coming...I wont to be ready, for I want to make it home...thank you for such a powerful and wonderful write this beautiful Christmas day.
Blessings and Merry Christmas,
Joyce Bowling
You speak of a Kingdom which has not, as yet, manifested itself in its entirety on this planet. I salute you for pulling back some of the veneer to expose some of the rot. I very rarely save poems, however, I will make an exception with this lucid and powerful write.
Never rest your quill Poet ...
Holidays blessings to you ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
The drug called "The Shari" has been used for vision quests over many years. But, when all the rivers start drying up, the tribe must send a young hunter named Tomás on a much more important trip through the Amazon.
The drug called "The Shari" has been used for vision quests over many years. But, when all the rivers start drying up, the tribe must send a young hunter named Tomás on a much more important trip through the Amazon.
The drug called "The Shari" has been used for vision quests over many years. But, when all the rivers start drying up, the tribe must send a young hunter named Tomás on a much more important trip through the Amazon.
"Poets For Humanity"
Well penned and powerfully packed write.
May all your prayers,dreams, hopes, wishes come true as you travel upon your own life's destiny.
Your works are appreciated~warm regards,
Gwendolyn
Blessings and Merry Christmas,
Joyce Bowling
You speak of a Kingdom which has not, as yet, manifested itself in its entirety on this planet. I salute you for pulling back some of the veneer to expose some of the rot. I very rarely save poems, however, I will make an exception with this lucid and powerful write.
Never rest your quill Poet ...
Holidays blessings to you ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg