Christ Poems
96. I will not fear
by Kea Campbell
I will not fear. I will not be afraid.
Send your servants, and have custody of my eyes.
Send those that know, and I shall know them.
May I look up and find halos.
May I witness to the six pair of protection— the divine relayer of message.
If it takes over a month, I will kill my flesh.
I will embrace holy strength and forego these urges.
Father, may I master discernment.
Lord, I know not the full truth.
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My Crown of Thorns
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
You often ask me to be humble…
To comply as I endure so much pain…
I do so to please you, My Heavenly Father…
Unconditionally, without refrain…
As we are so often tempted…
By evilness with fiery horns…
Oh, Father, not my will, but thine be done…
As I sit here with my crown of thorns…
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Beware Of The Signs Of the Coming Of Antichrist!
by Shaila Touchton
Antichrist denies that Jesus Christ is God who came in the flesh
He Opposes God and Exalts himself above God
He is the beast rising up out of the sea, having 7heads and 10 horns
Upon his horns 10 crowns, and upon his heads the name of blasphemy
He is the Beast with the number 666
He is the man of sin, the son of perdition
The Man of Lawlessness and who change times and laws
He is the deceiver of the elect and Wolf in sheep's clothing
He comes in peace and obtains the kingdom by flatteries
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Heretical Poems by Michael R. Burch
by Michael R. Burch
Heretical Poems by Michael R. Burch
Bible Libel
by Michael R. Burch
If God
is good,
half the Bible
is libel.
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My Heart Prayer: Kneeling Before Redemption
by Christen Kuikoua
In the sacred silence of this moment,
I kneel before you, my Lord,
burdened by the weight of my transgressions.
My soul trembles, confessing
the sins that have stained the fabric of my being.
Oh, forgive me, Almighty,
for straying from the path of righteousness
and betraying the values you have bestowed upon me.
I have succumbed to the allure of fleeting pleasures,
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96. I will not fear
by Kea Campbell
I will not fear. I will not be afraid.
Send your servants, and have custody of my eyes.
Send those that know, and I shall know them.
May I look up and find halos.
May I witness to the six pair of protection— the divine relayer of message.
If it takes over a month, I will kill my flesh.
I will embrace holy strength and forego these urges.
Father, may I master discernment.
Lord, I know not the full truth.
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86. Trying
by Kea Campbell
Stumbling through the door at 1 a.m., not drunk, just sleepless's bite.
My house is clouded with fog, and I return at the latest times of night.
I long for peace, careful not to make eye contact with Death.
I cry for the coach to save me from my straits, while I rise and pine to the scant love for life that's left.
The air thickens, and tensions cut my wrists.
My days expand, and I sleep without rest.
The world weighs on my chest, with past wars documented on my flesh.
Disordered mentality is cinched around my neck, but the stool I stand on is breaded with red.
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My Heart Prayer: Kneeling Before Redemption
by Christen Kuikoua
In the sacred silence of this moment,
I kneel before you, my Lord,
burdened by the weight of my transgressions.
My soul trembles, confessing
the sins that have stained the fabric of my being.
Oh, forgive me, Almighty,
for straying from the path of righteousness
and betraying the values you have bestowed upon me.
I have succumbed to the allure of fleeting pleasures,
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A Fallen Angel's Tale To Grace Abundance
by Christen Kuikoua
The devil, once beautiful, desired more,
His craving for power, a treacherous lure.
In the pursuit of dominion, he led with arrogance,
A path of darkness, where his soul was lost.
His charm masked a hunger insatiable,
An appetite for control, a desire unattainable.
As he reached for the heavens, his pride unfurled,
For he wished to be God, and dared to defy the divine order.
Cast down, he learned humility's cost,
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A Christmas Reverie
by Christen Kuikoua
In Christmas's glow, where dreams and joy entwine,
A tale unfolds, of Christ's birth divine.
In Bethlehem's cradle, a babe so mild,
The Savior, Messiah, the Holy Child.
Santa, my father, in folklore's embrace,
Brings gifts and wonder to each eager face.
Yet deeper, reality's truth is spun,
For love and giving, beneath the sun.
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