Saviour part 5

Christ was tortured and to Pilate was taken

"Viva Barrabas," the crowd cried.

Pontuis Pilate washed his hands of the crime

And Jesus was given to be crucified.

Jesus struggled with his heavy wooden cross

And St Veronica handkerchief his sweated brow,

( from Catholic Doctrine)

Then the Simon of Cyrene carried the cross

Up the cobbled path, towards the hilly brow.

Two other ragged men with him were crucified

at the top of that dreaded Calvary Hill

One was a murderer...... the other was a thief

But this was the rioting crowd's will.

He thirst and was given a sponge of sour vinegar

And forgave the repentant man on his side.

He prayed to his father, while the soldiers watched

And he kept praying quietly....... until he died.

Silently his followers and loyal disciples watched

And they prayed for his spirit to be taken.

With a sign of I.N.R.I above his crown of thorns

Jesus cried," Father, why am I forsaken."

There on the rugged, wooden cross, Jesus died

Christ, The King of the Jews died for us

The Roman soldier's spear pierced his side

To make sure for they did..... not trust.

Our Saviour part 4

Evil men , all watchful and scheming

Out of fear, with jealousy and hate.

They came to torture Christ, the Lord

But clairvoyant Jesus knew his fate.

(clairvoyant comes from Saint Clare)

He walked on water; preached and sang,

He broke bread and with wine he did drink

"Do this please, often remembrance of me

And on the Sabbath stop work to think.

Cut branches of palms they set before him

While on a grey donkey's back he rode,

Fulfilling the prophecies of Old testament

Towards the city of Jerusalem, his Abode.

The time had come........... this he knew

And he went into the garden to pray,

But his three disciples fell asleep

And did not hear what he had to say.

To kiss Jesus Christ's tear stained cheek

Judas the Iscariot and Roman soldiers came.

Peter denied him thrice with every crow

Then cut off a soldiers ear and cried in shame.

AGONY

Explanation = Everyone needs to be loved. Have self esteem and worth. The young and old. Babies die without love; from the lack of comfort and human physical contact. i.e Marilyn Monroe was a good example. A child of abuse she sort approval in the wrong areas. We don't like to be ignored just appreciated and encouraged now and then. Parents be so careful what you say and do to a innocent, vulnerable child a small human being. We will act in the end the same as a mistreated animal will. We may bite the hand that feds us. Show love and love is returned, retaliate and you will get that back ten fold. Before you judge a person walk fifty miles in their shoes, don't judge until you understand what is lying underneath their soul. After all we are the blood of our ancestors, they handed on their ways; habits and genes to mold us. Maybe the sins of their fathers.

AGONY.

Oh my tortured soul my heart cries out

But the Lord doesn't hear me.

My tears flow fast and my lungs scream out

With constant pain.

My spirit is torn with savage grief.

Oh God in heaven

Why are you doing this to me?

My laughter is forced

The humours of my friends keep me sane.

All I want is love and comfort,

Happiness eludes me so

For forty -six years.

My father's lies have robbed me of my life.

Oh God in heaven forgive me.

Spirits of the dead grant me my peace.

May the angels cradle my head

And dry my weeping eyes.

Oh Lord, when will all this sadness end?

When I die I want to sleep in my lover's arms forever

Or will my ashes be scattered by the savage wind.

As my soul and heart have been all my adult years?

My life has been in living Hell

This earth has lost all its glory.

I escape every minute by occupying my time

So my brain doesn't have to dwell

On the sadness that surrounds me.

Fate has been so bitter and cruel

Life isn't what you make it.

It is handed to you sight unseen.

I curse the test that I have been dealt.

The tragedy of this forsaken life,

The mistakes that I have made.

Time will not be turned back.

How I wish dearly it could be.

Oh God in heaven listen to me,

Not just hear me. Listen.

My heart is so heavy, my esteem is shattered.

God grant me my peace, calm my soul

Haven't I done my penance?

Give me my love and desire!

Forgive me.

Some people hurt more sensitive and are hurt to the quick by others actions and words. Scarring them for life.

THE GIFT OF GOD

THE GIFT of GOD.

The wise old Prophets had foretold it well

that on this earth a good King shall dwell,

A birth of the Son of God from High Above

would be born to fill this earth with love.

Many, many years ago one dark night

a large star did shine so blinding bright

for mother Mary had on a donkey rode

to shelter in a rough stable for her abode.

There, that same night she did give birth

and delivered the son of man to this earth

in white swaddling cloth a babe so small

who would help bring love and hope to all.

The Magi

We, three wise Magi from the far East

are travelling on camels far to the west

We are learned astrologers you may know

and we have long been following that glow.

We have to travel late into the dark night

so we can follow that glorious bright light

towards David's city we followed that star

from Chaldea ....we have traveled this far.

We do know where the bright light may go

for there is a new baby King born so low

so small and pure just new from his birth

he has come to save us from eternal death.

We three, have bought many gifts of love

to present to the Son of God from above.

A gift of gold which does befit a true King

whose throne is located where the angels sing

Some Arabian frankincense that suits a God

who will rule the new earth with an iron rod.

For an immortal, gifts of sweet smelling myrrh

to adorn a just and wise King who'll reign demur.

The Shepherds

That night was so cold and bonfires were lit

We had all gathered around to eat and sit

there with our sheep and goats herded in tight

when we saw that star shining high and bright.

The dark night was so silent and so very still

that the hairs on our neck stood up with chill

I started to shiver as the nightingale took wing

for I was certain that I had heard an Angel sing.

In the distance, shadows of three camels appeared

"Far too small for a travelling caravan," Isaac said.

"It is a very strange time to be traveling so late!"

exclaimed old Jacob as he ate from his clay plate.

The Three Wise Men

The three strangers rode their camels in nearer

closer to the fire which made their faces clearer.

"We have been traveling some long distance afar

for we have followed at night the Heralding Star.

It rests over the Inn Keeper's stable filled with hay

which he lends out to poor people who cannot pay."

The three men nodded and parted into the dark night

and we curiously followed to see what was in sight.

On reaching the old Innkeepers's hay filled stable

I crept closer to the window to see what I was able.

So between the old shepherd's bow legs I did peep

to see a young woman and babe surrounded by sheep.

So peaceful and calm, it was so wondrous to behold

and now it has become a greatest story ever told;

for from this humble birth of a babe with all it's glory

which has been foretold in Isaiah and Daniel's story

with Mag; Shepherds and Angels in lowly birth

he came from heaven above to die for us on Earth.

BAC

Life in 1970's

Life In the 1970's

Sex seems to be the symbols if this modern world

Drinking, swearing and lying are the spoken word.

Car accidents and death through carelessness and drink

Why take the innocent young ones, please stop and think.

Abortion is what they seem to want; a killing of birth

But God wants love of life on this wonderful earth.

It is war in Vietnam and fighting in the Middle East

Armageddon it will be soon as East meets the West

Uprising in Lisbon in Portugal; Watergate in USA

Earthquake in Peru, famine and hunger they say

Biafra, Ethiopia draught. Sydney, Australia flood

America racial friction. Argentina violence, blood.

Pollution, fallout,dust, noise, dead water and disease

Assassination, rebellion, destruction. God help us please.

I want to hear the birds sing; to see the blue clear sky, sun

Green grass, flowers and trees. To feel free and to have fun.

Autumn, Winter, Spring, Summer all have beauty in store

Fresh clear air, mountain stream. Modern life I want no War.

THINGS In COMMON.

One might not be brilliant or well read.

But to enjoy ones company and joy

Things in common do count more.

As you grow older, the time you share.

Learn to play again. Tears and laughter.

Camping; fishing and sitting in the sun.

Gardening; swimming, tea on the deck.

Arguing and then making up.

Wondering what you were fighting about.

Memory lapse. Have to have the last say

always did. Well mum said I did anyway.

Walking on the beach, hand in hand

no need to speak. Just a slow smile

a squeeze of the hand. That will do.

A drive to the river mouth,

listening to music in the open air.

Packed sandwiches spread on the grass

near the old home farm where mum grew up.

Memories of gone bye times.

Of missed opportunities. Sadness. Despair.

But the twinkle in the eye. The kiss of the hand.

The little things count more. Eyes cannot lie.

LOVE THAT DOES NOT DIE!

This is a tale of a woman who loved her man;

The hurt and sadness of her years disappeared.

She learnt to trust in his love and her instincts.

He taught her to love; care and trust him again

Wild passion they shared;was it but all a sham.

Age meant nothing: they were back in their youth

His dark eyes glowed with tender love and desire,

They walked in silence, holding hands along the beach

The years had rolled back to another time and era.

They shared much in common. All she wanted was the truth!

Now she learnt that "I love you"; meant I bed you.

"Promise" is a word for "maybe" and to be broke

"May God Bless you" is as close to as I curse you.

Honour, isn't in the vocabulary. Has no explanation

To trust God! Trust in what? Whfff! Him? A joke.

When she was waiting for the bubble to burst. Faith.

"I'm sorry," is a word used so often. Used for Pardon.

Should be said face to face and eye to eye. Not Text.

Dreams are made to be shattered. Hope to dashed.

Life has no worth, He took away her dreams and hope.

Shania's song of "From the moment," had meaning of

Words and tune. "I close my eyes," has memories too.

Lies and deceit she had a life time of. Interference!

She will never trust again empty words of tapes and texts.

Of" Haven't I proved that to you?" So many wasted years.

Promised letters of explanation, she has yet to receive.

He will not take from her the happiest of years ever.

She still believes in his love for her. Time cannot destroy

What they lost in their youth and gained with wisdom of age.

Both have experienced disappointment, regret and deceit