Bob Gotti, 11 august 2012
When you add to God’s Grace, you’ll deny true saving faith,
The saving faith that we all need, as the Gospel we do heed,
As the Gospel Truth we believe, God’s Salvation we receive,
Through the Grace of God alone, adding nothing of our own.
If you take away from the Truth, you shall see God’s reproof,
Dismissing what God has done, through the work of His Son,
His work complete for all of us, through the Son Christ Jesus,
Completing for every nation, God’s requirement for Salvation.
Jesus Christ is Judge over all, souls cursed from Adam’s fall,
As all men, from every nation, fall under God’s condemnation,
While sin separates everyone, from a Holy God on His Throne,
soapart from The Lord Jesus, judgment is ahead for all of us.
But, God so loved the world, The Truth men continue to herald,
Christ died for the sin of us all, to redeem us from Adam’s fall,
Christ was buried, but rose again, to offer salvation to all men,
Seen was The Resurrected Christ, Who now offers Eternal Life.
Of His Gospel that you heard, do not take or add to His Word,
God and Creator of the universe, Lord and Savior of this earth,
Who finished all from Calvary, of the salvation for you and me,
This was our Savior Jesus Christ, in whom we have Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©07/2012 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 11 august 2012
Soon for all eternity will start, when from this life we depart,
From this world, as we know it, to a time that is eternally lit,
One with light from the Lord, who we never saw but adored,
And one in darkness lit by fire, for God, they had no desire.
We cannot really fathom friend, what shall be, after the end.
That is after the end of this life, with or without Jesus Christ,
We know what the Bible states, for all ahead, eternity awaits,
A place in eternity all will receive, whether or not you believe.
What we know all should heed, what in scripture we do read,
As God declared by His Son, the future ahead for everyone,
Words from The Creator, of a time coming, sooner not later,
For all on this earthly sphere, time in eternity is drawing near.
A time all the prophets decried, a time that cannot be denied,
A dark time that is to come, that believers will be saved from,
This won’t be for many though, fact that others need to know,
As tribulation proceeds eternity, judgment, all nations will see.
But the Tribulation isn’t the end, for every soul on earth friend,
That will just end God’s Wrath, putting men on an eternal path,
A time you can’t fully conceive, whether or not you do believe.
However, Christ said it shall be, so all men shall enter Eternity.
The question being life or death, as men take their last breath,
Although we cannot comprehend, an eternity we all will spend,
Will your eternity be with Christ, as you enter into Eternal Life?
Or will you deny the Lord, to be in darkness eternally ignored?
(Copyright ©07/2012 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 11 august 2012
As the earth fills with violence, there seems to be much silence,
In the professing Body of Christ, regarding darkness in this life,
Of the things believers are told, the love of most will grow cold,
Has that coldness hindered us, form speaking for Christ Jesus?
Christ asked will He find faith, as He returns at the end of Grace,
A vibrant faith that will uphold, all of His teachings we were told,
Even His teaching on warning friend, about darkness in the end,
With all the darkness in this world, God’s Truths we must herald!
As the days of Noah would be, that violence in our time we see,
Upon which judgment shall fall, on all the living, great and small;
This is God’s warning to all men, that Judgment is coming again,
Onto all the world as a whole, God’s stern warning to every soul!
Even in the time of Abraham, we have a warning from the “I AM.”
His warning upon two cities, Sodom and Gomorrah for atrocities,
Cities Christ would also mention, this my friend with His intention,
Pointing out what lies ahead, for men who remain spiritually dead.
So we’re watchmen on the wall, to warn of judgment ahead for all,
As we point all those in this life, to Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ,
To leave the world’s wickedness, to come into His Righteousness,
So they don’t see judgment friend, but, Eternal Life come the end.
(Copyright ©08/2012 Bob Gotti)
B.Z. Niditch, 10 august 2012
Twenty centuries
of hushed secrets;
Stalin grins
like a bad toothpick,
sending away souls
to the Gulag
in caravans of archangels
somewhere in snowy
Siberian towns;
the "new man"
building on ant hills
of humanity,
in Warsaw
a roll calls your name
in a manacled world
of arrivals and departures
that never make
the daily news.
Salvatore Ala, 10 august 2012
Abyssus abyssum invocat
For weeks I felt revenant,
Embraced by vampires,
Leeched and guzzled,
Sapped of blood and spirit,
My shadow was more real.
The sun honed its edge,
Carved out my darkness,
Shaved me to the grave,
Perfecting my disguise
Like a kindred apportation.
All children of millennia
Are superstitious mathematicians
Plussing negative numbers
Minus the undead.
We are fixed to one place,
Our place is next to dust.
Salvation from eternal night?
A bastard incarnate light.
I woke from my anemic trance.
Sunrise in the monster village
And all my strength was back.
Salvatore Ala, 10 august 2012
Our research points to terrifying conclusions,
Cryptids don’t exist but we believe in them.
We spawn marine reptiles in our minds.
We descend like Andean wolves, into the lower forests.
It might as well be that skunk-ape migrants of global warming
Indicate their degrees in theology.
It might as well be that being is bizarre,
Monsters of the lector unsolved in the sermon.
It might as well be that Chupacabras
Are devil dogs stirring the furnace of souls.
Perhaps a pharmaceutical apocalypse
Creates the condition for a mutant menagerie.
All we can say beyond a reasonable doubt:
They are the varmint of the malcontent
Who have peopled else, and are on the move.
Naykd Poet, 10 august 2012
the future fate of the world truly lies in the hands of those with freedoms to choose
the irony lies in the fact that these are the same who appear not so-much interested in the NEWS
especially NEWS that brings on depressing facts that demand attention to construe
to differentiate what is really facing the world and what their elected leaders will ultimately decide to do
so as each new day for decades til now, human conflict of all sorts becoming a common brew
those of the presumed ‘free-world’ will one day find themselves emersed in this broiling, rancid stew
when it will be too late; leaving these same peoples to dumb-foundedly ask: ‘Who knew?’.
Kemms, 10 august 2012
Who are you to give birth to me?
Who are you to list my rights?
Who are you to hit me?
Who are you to make me sleep at nights?
Who are you to judge me?
Who are you the great ignorant?
Who are you to insult me?
Who are you the so-called perfection?
Who are you to complain over my music?
Who are you the one stone deaf?
Who are you to tell me what to do?
Who are you to celebrate?
Who are you to turn me away from what I long for?
Who are you to neglect my ways?
Who are you to ignore me?
Who are you to show me the door?
Who are you to hate me?
Who are you to screw me twice?
Who are you to mock me?
Who are you to ruin my life?
Who are you to call me?
Who are you to marry me?
Who are you to follow me?
Who are you to take my life?
Kemms, 10 august 2012
You run now across the endless fields of green
With sunshine and a perfect rainbow
With happiness and a true smile on your face
You swim now in the bluest oceans
With tender waves and gentle depths
With ease and no worries in your head
You fly now above our living souls
With freshest air and strongest wings
With no fears and no limits in your heart
You sing now with the voice of an angel
With powerful sound and a black guitar
With purest talent and ideas in your mind
You look down on us from that gorgeous place
With hope not soon we meet again
With knowing you’ll always be in our hearts
(Dedicated to a friend who left too soon)
Kemms, 10 august 2012
You call me every time
You feel like crying
I have no intention
To help you every day
You ask me stupid questions
I don’t know answers to
I don’t want to be your teacher
It’s a job no one would take
You call me for laughing
Making jokes out of me
You should have known by now
That I don’t find it funny
You want to discuss about things
You know nothing about
Sometimes it’s better
To be quiet
You call me for shopping
Spending your parent’s money
I don’t like spoiled daughters
Or mama’s little sons
You call me to blame others
When it’s obvious it’s you
You only drink my energy
Our friendship cannot go through
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