Bob Gotti, 8 june 2013
Many are blinded by the Night, not able to see God’s Glorious Light.
God’s light of Truth found in grace, so the majority runs a futile race,
A generation that was raised up in, a world, skewed by darkened sin,
Raised up in deception, not truth; leading the world to God’s reproof.
Many are caught in a revolution, where God’s replaced with evolution,
Spiritually deceiving many youth, with theory as fact, not God’s Truth,
Darkened souls who despise God; promoting lies with a positive nod;
On mere theories, factually flawed, their foundation has been installed.
Darkened theories men did spawn, as godless purport the New Dawn,
A new dawn, without God’s Light, masking Truth with the dark of night,
A time ripe with deception friend, with tainted facts around every bend,
Spiritually deceiving ignorant souls, with dark theories, filled with holes.
A generation swayed by godless minds, through deception of all kinds,
All from evil man’s effort to eradicate, the Eternal God, whom they hate;
As every man will be accountable, to be judged according to God’s will,
The Eternal God shall also condemn, all who follow these wayward men.
All men on earth are without excuse, regardless of what theory they use,
As God, Who was, shall always will be, The Eternal Judge of all eternity,
Has provided man general revelation, being a testimony to every nation,
So God Who is the Eternal Creator, shall be for all men Judge or Savior.
(Copyright ©05/2013 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 8 june 2013
When your back is against the wall, trust in The Lord, Who is over all,
It is God, Who knows all things, when in a trial deliverance He brings,
During those times, it’s understood, all things work out for our good,
In that time when we’re concerned, we can trust in what we’ve learned.
Whenever we want to complain, we must seek God, simple and plain,
Lifting our heart to God in prayer, to The Lord above, with every care,
For God is the One to deliver us, and our only task is, to in Him trust,
Knowing God does what He may, during our trial, He will make a way.
God’s omniscient, there’s no denial, so He knows all about every trial,
We may see only a darkened wall, but, The Savior will never let us fall,
For God has delivered many before, we in His plan, are just one more,
Life, to show His power and purpose; in those who know Christ Jesus.
In The Lord, Who delivers men, we need to trust, not ask how or when,
We’ll be delivered from all we face, resting in God’s Sustaining Grace,
Knowing whatever The Lord may do, God will certainly see us through,
In our Lord’s way and in His time, all in God’s purpose and His design.
The Lord does all for His pleasure, knowing you and I are His treasure,
God will never deny those He bought, as God’s perfect will is wrought,
In all those who belong to Jesus Christ, as God works through our life,
In order to bring others to His Son, as God desires to deliver everyone.
(Copyright ©06/2013 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 8 june 2013
Yes indeed The Eternal “I AM”, sent to the earth the Precious Lamb,
Who takes away the sin of the world, this with joy, today we herald,
The Good News of God’s Salvation, we must issue to every nation,
“I AM” came for every single life, The Precious Savior, Jesus Christ.
He was sent for us, by God’s love, sent to earth to shed His blood,
Upon that cross, at Mount Calvary, to save sinners like you and me;
For without the shedding of blood, there’s no salvation to speak of,
So God sent a Precious Sacrifice, His Son, to pay that eternal price.
The Father above sent His Only Son, to be redemption for everyone,
He came to do what we could not, as Calvary became The Son’s lot,
To save man from his sinful flood, this was a new convent of blood,
Through the blood of Jesus Christ, The Lord Himself paid that price.
After His death, Christ rose again, gaining victory, for believing men,
Then with His Spirit on the earth, God leads souls to a Spiritual Birth,
To be born of God, from above, by the New Covenant, in His blood,
Then indwelt by The Spirit of Christ, to guide that soul, into New Life.
Through God’s Lamb sent for all, we are redeemed from Adam’s fall,
With New Life, by the Spirit of God, we live anew on this earthly sod,
Now led by God’s Spirit of Truth, our New Life becomes living proof,
What The I Am has done, for each us, through His Son, Christ Jesus.
(Copyright ©06/2013 Bob Gotti)
Greg, 8 june 2013
For the formulaic unknown:
Quasi-rebel faction usurped, uncertain
At every turn
Forensic in nature
Introduction romance from years past
Unstopping, Unthinking
Revision/stagnation is an illusion
The red tape rewound for hate
Made stagnant as fear
For another, me past or future
Self-image, image of and by another
To be true is to be love
Ostentate, for intrinsic definition is grey
Chains of water pouring in the next room
Alongside the tragic mistake
Of fear manifest as love
Availability to openness
Vibrations of equanimity
Breath of Shadows
Co-opt Om; Cut down
Pure being is Love is god
For the arrows of flowers penetrate gold;
Unabashed;
Made silent by the termination of the holding concept
The flow manifests in the non-written word
The spoken dance;Lightning Gold
Satish Verma, 8 june 2013
The flesh was putting up a brave dialogue.
I was willing to play the game.
Stunned, shocked, pleasantly sore
basking in heat of silk throat,
I asked the needles to go ahead
and stitch the wounds without loss of blood.
Wasps were waiting to light the candles,
so that they can attack the pink skin.
The fruit bats were hanging upside down;
time for fellatio. A boundary was submerged
in deluge of anger. It was a white night
for an ice cream cone. God bless the queen.
Satish Verma
Gert Strydom, 7 june 2013
In the afternoon the light was blinding
the sun had a bright belligerence
and to it I had some indifference
as on the white beach I saw a strange thing.
I saw a girl every now and then watching,
there was no kind of interference
in the afternoon.
To a female friend she was whispering
and they both did bring some inference,
had a kind of modesty, a deference
but did I find them both very striking
in the afternoon.
Gert Strydom, 7 june 2013
With all the green corn stalks neatly cut off
in the old big loft the sweet smell of maize,
brings some grace and the blowing wind is soft,
oft the grass is still the colour of baize,
some cows graze, the threshing machine whines on,
its task is not done under a cobalt blue sky,
time does fly until the last stalks are gone,
hot like stone is the earth and hours pass by.
Gert Strydom, 7 june 2013
No ploughing could be done
without
the red Massy Ferguson
tractor
that broke right next to
the field
of hard brown-red earth
baking
in the hot summer sun
next to
the whispering big old
oak trees.
Gert Strydom, 7 june 2013
Far too many places are now bereft
of marches and streams, that was not left;
robbed of their wilderness, even the hills,
where man constructs and builds as he wills.
Iron electric pylons like naked scarecrows
are almost everywhere that one goes
with smoke, pollutants and technology’s ills;
where man constructs and builds as he wills.
Satish Verma, 7 june 2013
half-clad
cult of violence
boiling their
soulmates
roasting
the foes
one by one
killed
by a ligature
they were building the dams
to harvest the power
from tears
fear
climbs on your shoulders
unburns hydrocarbons
a train moves through the black cloud
night
lies naked
Satish Verma
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