Gert Strydom, 27 march 2013
While angels were singing songs of praise
nobody heard God the Father cry,
when His only begotten Son was burrowed to man
and later was nailed to a cross as the scapegoat,
had been sacrificed for everyone
and I wonder about that kind of love
that full of omnipotence and knowledge
come to suffer selfless
and as a human I am missing in a world full of sin.
Gert Strydom, 27 march 2013
When He hanged on that cross
eternity was caught in a moment
but His only fear was the separation
between Him and His Father and He longed
to be in heaven again;
a place without suffering or fear,
to see the glance of His Father
and that yearning was in His spirit.
When He took the burden of man upon Himself,
when His innocent blood did flow
He could call down a multitude of angels
but He did know
that in love He was accomplishing the ultimate sacrifice
when He brought back man into balance.
Gert Strydom, 27 march 2013
When He hanged tortured and exhausted on the cross,
when the eyes of a crowd of people was on Him,
when He was scolded and cursed,
He longed for His Father
and when man harassed God
He wanted to only bring forgiveness to them
with a kind of love that pierces everything
as if He did view them through other eyes:
with “Father, forgive them,”
He reconciled God and man.
Satish Verma, 27 march 2013
Watching the wilting dividers,
wanted to declock the time
in timeless death:
though life must move on.
After amputation, body waits to be lifted,
negating the bed.
Now it was time, which would you like,
nouns that hurt?
Or verbs that heal?
After stepping down
from my self
said the star, I have become
a black moon. Three bombs went off
within three minutes. Was it a Mendelson’s
syndrome after general anaesthesia?
The chemical god wanted to distemper
a flock of sheep. God
save the earth.
Satish Verma
Bazyliszek, 26 march 2013
if i had you
here and forever
I had the whole world
the sky and the heaven
cauchy3, 26 march 2013
Core or hubs…
Change the chains related our mental health.
Free our slaves of silks and all untied.
China ill reputes may take a bath to wash.
Baths as French are beauty ways.
French has right and left and gather wings may think and talk and take their French politic steps reset or set together some.
Share the same or something rotten tastes exclusive all are china tyrants both with china jesters.
Ways with frills will need decors as china leaders charm offense or nasty nice with soft despotic.
Moral hazards all are china politic games with jungle laws.
Global games are china evil ways as cores or hubs.
Hardly seen are global worlds with evil hazes.
China landscapes all have lunatic fringes with china conquerors. Tibet DALAI LAMA must be sad. China lunatic fringes may ride and sail.
Tibet DALAI LAMA leave and flee are political groups abused by China tyrants ordered armies that called china P.L.A.
Helms as china Maoism teams with terms and names by doing crazy silly things in mania ways that made.
Cores and hubs are ways of fierce beasts but human self asserted and self esteems as all from starts to en. Will fixations also minds so complexes just are china commie till the old to new.
Self for means and cover all and attempt so much that all are acting cores or hubs of china commies those is such.
-------------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3-------------
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cauchy3, 26 march 2013
Fall..
Fall in battles acts for china tyrants all by nemesis bring to them by ways of good or gods. Battle arrays come for nothing fun. Jokes about the wars are not so easy. Juggled history may hide our ethnic sins. Free the Tibet must be good. Hard and harsh are battles forms. Like a spasm our tyrants need to fall. Front and ranks are falling lines. Puffs of winds are tyrants’ heats. All except are rights are laws are upright sues.
Most are struck off one bodily also get the infected with names on books of true reviews of history.
Dirt removed is something clean. Ways are clean and laws should clean. All debugging all are faults in china tyrants’ life. Judges on sides have bribery panels. Mostly they obtain hireling claques for all their fable shows with history. Each of us should wonder what is cost for tyranny killing. Where are gods? What is nemesis? Foremen laws are franking stamps. Laws so contrasts are equal laws and upright justices. Do it always there.
Double dealing all are something bad.
Social ethos some are wrong.
Cultural pluralism some are good for heads to toes.
Cultural tyranny all are fowls that inhumane.
China manic ways will like the politic infiltrations. Reddish dominatrix tyranny comes as evil jokes.
Made destabilize upright put for shaking some for wrong doers are better worlds.
Laws should destined just and more for human right.
However sometimes Destiny might be cruel. What will gods to say about the more detached of china evil troops?
-----------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3------------------
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Anthony DiMichele, 26 march 2013
I am under a light
everything I want is a cheap fake!
drugs sex power money miracles…
there’s a line for you…
keeping an eye on that thousand foot smoke stack in the sky…
all ahead went fuzzy…
behind it was dark as ever…
bent down doubled over in a struggle
for animal warmth…
hard roads make of our royal labors… labor…
be humble
or revel in a future that looks
token green
over the irises
the garden still delivers
like threads…
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 26 march 2013
What type of game are you playing, my friend?
I have been there for you to listen........
Now, I hear dead silence on the other end of the phone......
Are you the same person I knew
Lack of words, you are too busy to even talk to me?
Or is this a crazy little dream...
Hurt comes from anxiety, none of which I have felt for so long
Now, you avoid me; I can only guess.........
And guessing is not the answer......
PLease explain yourself; I so hurt; I will not try again.......
You have made a mockery of yourself, not me......
I feel abandonded, used a little, and lied to a lot.....
I will not bow down and keep your ego in tune......
You can take all those words you said to me back
It is like writing on the wall.......
I am very brittle; but do not brake easily.
I will never write about you again...
Try and say something in your defense, I am not your prosecuter
You cannot take someones feelings and put them on display
Only 15 seconds of your time...that is all I had asked.....
Now I ask nothing...nothing at all.......
David de la Croes, 26 march 2013
I have seen a rainbow
in a small drop of dew
and a flight to freedom
in an abandoned shoe
and in a beggar's face
I have, O God, seen You.
I have heard the dawn break
as the morning greets us
and the despairing cry
of an aborting fœtus
and in words of comfort
does Your kind voice exists.
I have felt the trembling
of those who fear the night
and the hope created
by a flickering light
Your gentle touch, O God
brings my soul full delight.
I have smelled the nectar
in tall stems of flowers
and the cool refreshment
of the gentle showers
the fragrance of your love
sweetens, O God, my hours.
I have tasted goodness
of unselfish givers
and the sweetest waters
of free-flowing rivers
Your grace, O loving God,
let me taste divine bliss.
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