How often do we live our lives
And barely show the fathers grace
Spout our mouths and speak out of place
And say our vocabulary is meant for us to survive
On this trial period we call Earth?
To defend our friends behavior because love blinds Righteousness
To cast aside prejudice, but tolerate blasphemy for togetherness
To dress for the masses, act in their classes, to fit in like a puzzle piece
We ruin his perfect plan acting unwise, throw feces over his masterpiece
Did we forget his birth?
To galivant with paint dominating our lifestyle
A flag we hold to our heart, and forget his sacrifice?
Millions love us on this very planet
But we have no access to heaven's facet?
Does all we do, have any worth?
I envy the old, steadfast in their faith
Seen as bigoted and harsh, yet certain of their fate
To be spat on, hated, slandered and told to burn
And yet deep in their hearts they still seek and yearn
The heavenly father, Christ almighty, having experienced a Rebirth
Faith comes with time, but the world doesn't hold it's punches
The kindest souls, mislead by their idols and Satan holds them in bunches
Rather comfortable amongst sinners of love than Christians of judgment
I sympathies for people who say that Jesus has no substance
Cause long ago, I too believed he should accept us, as we are
But he loves us all as we are, but wishes for our sins to be cast far
He isn't the man with a red halo, that sends us to the depths of hell
And Christ is willing to get you out of this dry spell
He isn't the hypocrite in the pulpit demanding your deeds get your right
Nor the online persona speaking only good news and lulling your justified doubt to sleep
He loves the homeless, the criminals, the lost and the ******
And rather you find peace in heaven, than be in hell crammed
He wants your soul and conversation more than your ritual
A love that shows 2 ways, and doesn't become habitual
It becomes Willing.
Feb 28
Feb 28, 2026 at 7:28 PM UTC
Given the greenlight, to study of your word
Yet I avoid it vehemently, pretend it didn't occur
I fear who I'd become, when I learnt the full context
And that I'd have to change for the better, sin to have no concept
It was comfortable blaming circumstance, for rotting away
But I knew you would find me eventually one day
Sin is fun surely, but grace is the greatest judgment
An unfair love that cares and needs no substance
The father only elects those he sees light in
And hide it all we want, eventually he has to come in
He never forces the door open, nor does he call our name
He watches and loves us still, even when we bring him to shame
How selfish I am, to ignore the homeless and save money for snacks
How foolish am I to waste away when many lack your words effect
How desperate i am, to spend late nights avoiding your calling
How ironic it must be, that you waited, even while I was stalling
Ever the presence you never let up hope
When I forgot how to climb you gave me the rope
Your sheep are starving, they yearn for your word
The very same I fasted off, when I ran away from the herd
Forgive me for my ignorance, may I glorify you with all my might
For all the times of half hearted repentance, when you saw my tears at night
May the lessons instilled in me, be spread like seeds in a field
And may I live to see the fruit of my labour, and my children come to yield
Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 3:55 PM UTC
I feel ashamed to come to you again father
Even as my sin drives us apart farther
With the same ***** hands, I Bring them together in praise
As if I wasn't a hypocrite who comes to you in spite
I blame a hateful world for my sinful endeavor
And yet I wish to be with you forever and ever
How my idols laugh knowing the point of my needs
And twisting it so a basic object fills my heart with greed
An internet bastardizing beauty to sell it for a quick fix
And the time wasted, repeatedly, coming to nix
"Forgive me", "I was so alone", "I had a bad day."
"They wronged me.", "To hell with them!", "Father don't leave me this way!"
Everything is a catalyst yet the bible has dusty prints
Turned brown from inactivity, yet screen time is infinity
True betrayal isn't in asking forgiveness, its entitlement to grace
We wouldn't be so sinful, had we met him face to face
Imagine if each time you sinned Jesus Knocked at your doorstep
Gently opened the door, greeted your pet, hugged you and had respect
Cordial enough to ask "What do you lack?" even as your hand cramps
Polite enough to say "I forgive you" before you even speak
As you keep your mouth shut, pretending it must reek
The lies escape via your eyes and he wipes them individually
He comes up to cup your face, with love and divinity
This image isn't to scare you, but you make you well aware
That the burning forever in hell isn't the truest despair
While eternal damnation is permanent, its name reveals true punishment
Imagine the face of the truest love, who died for your atonement
The blind can't lead the blind, but allow me with one eye
To tell you of the savior who lives beyond the skies
We betray him daily by even thinking of future sins
And he knew well in advance before time had a chance to begin
The cross is heavy, but the pain on your face is heavier to him
Rapture is only delayed, so that he can help see you win
Forgive me father, this poem isn't true atonement
And its a fancier way to ask for your forgiveness
May others alike me, come to respect your commandments
And learn to give the respect and commitment you express
Oh heavenly father
Feb 2
Feb 2, 2026 at 6:19 PM UTC
Surely I trust in the lord
Because nothing else has to the chord
Losing friendships like bridges long burnt down
But feeling the effect only now because you drown
Past sin creeping in to finish what you might have misheard
Rolling a dice yet landing on one each time
A mistake made in jest that lead to your crime
Punishment for 4 years back that came back as evidence
Like multiple law enforcers coming to your residence
No language can explain properly how a loss that repeats
Comes crashing down until it depletes
If one sky connects us, then pain should bring us together
Cause how else can I justify this endeavor
Easier to let go, but the empty road seems longer
I wish to take it, lord I pray you make me stronger
I betray you every day, my mouth a pit of vipers
And the venom eats at me, it seems I've paid the piper
Surely Judas deserved it, no one would ever argue that
But how do I deal with that, yet Christ still keeps me intact
To barely speak, a heart that beats, an anger with no outlet
If only we could spread the gospel the same way, like a fountain
I see the light, faintly, at the far end of the finish line
I know the path, the difficult one, from the struggle to the divine
Quarter way there, yet barely there, your feet betray your motives
Your past mistakes, a heavy stake, your life awaits on God's Locomotive
Jan 31
Jan 31, 2026 at 3:21 PM UTC
How little we consider the heat of the sun
When we boil and there is nothing we've done
To the begotten Son who took all of our sin
He was clean and blameless, yet he lost so we could win
To have your own mother weep, nothing she can do
Simon helping him up, even he had no clue
How heavy a cross is when the entire world willed it
To hate sin so much, yet become it
From the sixth hour until the ninth hour
You chose to give all power
Lashed 39 times, became unrecognizable
Yet your love for us all was undeniable
To have your father turn his back on you
For a promise made to a world that betrayed
What was his point of view
To take every slash, and be slayed
"It is Finished" Tetelestai
Gan Eden, Paradise
A promise to sinners, they know not what they've done
Even as we mocked him, spat on him, made fun
3 days he rose, with no hard feelings
Found by Mother Mary, she had faith through the ceiling
Little denial her son came back to her
Even the guards at his tomb couldn't confer
Romans 1:16: "For I am not ashamed of the gospel, for it is the power of God for salvation to everyone who believes".
And do not be deceived by the easy life you perceive
Our crown of thorns is existing still in this world
And thus we spread his word to counteract the disrespect hurled
At Christ believers to turn the other cheek, and the pages of his gospel
To help the lost, lonely, broken and the Hostile
May we spread a love no flag can bring
Give a promise made only by the King
Jesus Christ of Nazareth
The Lamb, The savior, the Way, Gather In
His Name
Jan 29
Jan 29, 2026 at 7:44 PM UTC
God resists he who thinks so proudly
And answers just as humbly
It's a gift, we are undeserving
Just because it is he we serve
Grace is given, it is free
And one should remember it is for we
Blood of the lamb, made to serve all
Don't forget how he had to fall
Give him glory, in your story
Honour him, he's our our history
When we feel we deserve the least
He arrives to us with a holy feast
Grace poured to us in golden cups
Washing sin like the rain in winter
Cold is our souls when the sun won't come up
Given from the cross, the walk and blisters
Sweet was he to bear said grace
Satisfying was it to see our face
And to know our place
is with him.
Dec 22, 2025
Dec 22, 2025 at 9:45 AM UTC
When sin disguises itself in my dreams
Wash away the wrong with clear streams
The hopes we disguise as priorities
Please let it happen in dignity
If I have a dream let me see it
Where you have have no presence to erase it
I dance after a single victory
You dance in the heavens when we offer our repentance
I value your involvement
I find in your belief
That I can give commitment
And hand over my dream in peace
Dec 22, 2025
Dec 22, 2025 at 9:37 AM UTC
Spider society needs their own locus
While others break of, I'm keeping my focus
Let me breathe, can't you see I'm what this universe needs?
Millions at risk, due to inaccuracy
I'm never Icarus, only report I'm accepting is one I succeed in
They ask if I'm good, life's not black and white
The justice I'm seeking seems bleak in the light
Priority, I cannot stoop to being petty
Won't take no from no miles, no Peter, no Gwen and no Penni
My law is final, the canon's at stake
I have to be brutal, taking out the fakes
"I thought we're the good guys" we are, we... Are?
Just look at the good we've done, the lengths, how far
I respect every person in this room, the doom and the gloom
I'm no vigilante, don't wait for the moon
When I see anomalies I just go and Boom
Maybe we can... But think of the Spider-verse
Can't think of her now, they're not in this universe
That kid was on to something, I can't crack
That life I used to lead, I just can't go back
Maybe we're not heroes, maybe we're not evil
we're just in the middle, anomalies to unveil
the job we do, seem to never get hailed
But if I fail this, then it's her that I've failed
Dec 22, 2025
Dec 22, 2025 at 9:27 AM UTC
As Christmas comes to bring us warmth
And stores pile up with gifts, that kids would have torn
By the big day of the 25th, they'll thank Santa joyfully
And remember the man birthed and sent to a death Unrighteous
We can sit in peace, bought by a man, one who understands
Our sin is not so great we need to ruin Christmas, be persistent
In seeking for a gift given free, eternity. Where you shall not find obscurity
I pray we all celebrate Christmas knowing a gift too big for our trees awaits in the sky.
Weather winter or summer, rest knowing you're safe to enjoy while you dine
Thank you Christ, Father Christ. For your truest Gift
And even when we reject it, you never hide it away
Even when we break it, burn it, try to sell it at a thrift
its eternal, and its as you say:
Romans 6:23: "For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord"
And I hope we keep you in our hearts in accord
We can never pay you back, except in our belief
To an eternal Christmas for the living and deceased.
Happy Birthday Jesus, Merry Christmas everyone
May we celebrate the one true Son.
Dec 20, 2025
Dec 20, 2025 at 3:49 PM UTC
when seasons come and go one always comes prepared
But does anybody tell you, are they ever aware?
That said seasons sometimes bring only rain
That some seasons somethings leave one drained
When your beliefs fail you, and you 2nd guess if heaven is real
That mistakes turn sour and you can't seam to heal
Certain that its better in the afterlife
But waiting impatiently cause down here doesn't suffices
That a child could bring such joy and remind us of home
That those golden clouds were where we used to play
Before we had to atone, sin and and eyes covered in foam
So happily depressed you don't even move out the way
When the wheels of life drive right towards you
Apologies if it seems I left you high and dry
But my own sins made me pay in extreme ways
Misunderstandings and be comings
One wonders if I ran from circumstance
Tuck your brothers in at night child, stay with hope of heaven
And continue in believing and serving
You are a child I met in the summer sun, inspiring and driving
Me to see God and plead for forgiveness and a daughter of that liking
But is it them or myself I'm spiting? By biting(my tongue), fighting (my morals) and Inviting (my demons).
Forgive your mistakes, they know not what they've done to you
Go on to be wonderful, and Know that Jesus Loves you
Jul 4, 2025
Jul 4, 2025 at 11:09 AM UTC