Can you imagine – a world without love
Can you imagine- no stars up above
Can you imagine- no animals to be found
And the ones you see are dead on the ground.
Can you imagine- not a bird in the sky
Now the toughest thing is “asking yourself why “.
Look around you and what do you see
Wars, sickness, and poverty.
It’s gotten to a point that war is the only answer
But this war will be against sickness and poverty.
We must create health, and give back a little wealth.
We are the only ones that can make the change
Otherwise life will stay the same.
Can you imagine- seeing your child in torn clothes or ***** rags
And people dying in the streets
Because of a health bill they cannot meet.
We have child slavery and child ****
Was this the reason our kids were born?
“Now” can you imagine-this most beautiful sight
If the world’s population stood up to fight.

(09/19/11)

Can you picture the blood of JESUS lying on the ground
While laying on this cross being nailed and bound
The pain that was etched on his face
As he prayed for the lords grace.

The nails being driven through his hands and feet
Knowing soon that god he would meet.
Yet he was forgiving his fellow man
For they could not understand.
That he was being sent by god above
To show his compassion and his love.

As they picked up his cross and placed it in the ground
The screams of “ crucify him” simmered down.
Many fell to their knees and cried
While others were joyous and satisfied.

Now picture JESUS looking down at the crowd
Searching for his mother and seeing her on her knees
And with god she did plea.
You could hear in her mind saying
“ let thy will be done, for you had blessed me with your son”.

And as the skies turned completely black
And his face fell to his chest
The crowd felt the fear and the unrest.
The thoughts entering their minds
“ is this truly the son of god that we crucified?”
And we believed the rabbi s and all their lies.

Now that you visualized this in your mind
As I had done so many times.
Now picture the face of JESUS looking
Down at you and saying

       “ I forgive you”.

(09/19/11)

Can you picture the blood of JESUS lying on the ground
While laying on this cross being nailed and bound
The pain that was etched on his face
As he prayed for the lords grace.

The nails being driven through his hands and feet
Knowing soon that god he would meet.
Yet he was forgiving his fellow man
For they could not understand.
That he was being sent by god above
To show his compassion and his love.

As they picked up his cross and placed it in the ground
The screams of “ crucify him” simmered down.
Many fell to their knees and cried
While others were joyous and satisfied.

Now picture JESUS looking down at the crowd
Searching for his mother and seeing her on her knees
And with god she did plea.
You could hear in her mind saying
“ let thy will be done, for you had blessed me with your son”.

And as the skies turned completely black
And his face fell to his chest
The crowd felt the fear and the unrest.
The thoughts entering their minds
“ is this truly the son of god that we crucified?”
And we believed the rabbi s and all their lies.

Now that you visualized this in your mind
As I had done so many times.
Now picture the face of JESUS looking
Down at you and saying

       “ I forgive you”.

(3/6/12)

His future had been laid- for he was a carpenter by trade.
Just as a carpenter can mold anything out of wood
He could mold mans hearts and souls into good.

He would mold mans hearts with accurate precision
For this was his fathers decision.
He came to mold all the hearts of mankind
And open the eyes of the blind.

The world would come to know him as the king of kings
And see all the love that he would bring.
Throughout the centuries it will be told
He is the master craftsman of the heart and soul.

Now when we feel a tingle of  sensation
And a wanting to get more of inspiration
Look for the craftsman who could mold
The hearts and souls of man
To give you a helping hand.

when he made the heart of man
He left a corner deep within
Where the love for him can forever grow
And his love you could show.

Let all who know you - know this carpenter man
Who from evil he took his stand.
He has entered in you to mold you from the inside out
So you would know what loves about.

(3/6/12)

His future had been laid- for he was a carpenter by trade.
Just as a carpenter can mold anything out of wood
He could mold mans hearts and souls into good.

He would mold mans hearts with accurate precision
For this was his fathers decision.
He came to mold all the hearts of mankind
And open the eyes of the blind.

The world would come to know him as the king of kings
And see all the love that he would bring.
Throughout the centuries it will be told
He is the master craftsman of the heart and soul.

Now when we feel a tingle of  sensation
And a wanting to get more of inspiration
Look for the craftsman who could mold
The hearts and souls of man
To give you a helping hand.

when he made the heart of man
He left a corner deep within
Where the love for him can forever grow
And his love you could show.

Let all who know you - know this carpenter man
Who from evil he took his stand.
He has entered in you to mold you from the inside out
So you would know what loves about.

© L .RAMS

(footnote)

2100 years ago a band of Jews defeated the Greek army
And drove them off their land, reclaiming the holy temple
In Jerusalem and rededicating it to the service of god.
when they sought to light the temples menorah
They found only a single cruse of olive oil that
escaped contamination by the Greeks.
Miraculously the one day supply lasted eight days.
The sages instituted the festival of Chanukah
To publicize these miracles.
The Dreidel which is a four sided top with a
Hebrew letter on each side which means
“ a great miracle happened here”
was used later on in the years to give thanks to god
Without the enemy knowing that they were praying.
Chanukah, the Jewish festival of rededication, also known as the festival of lights, is an eight day festival beginning on the 25th day of the Jewish month of Kislev.
Chanukah is probably one of the best known Jewish holidays, not because of any great religious significance, but because of its proximity to Christmas. Many non-Jews (and even many assimilated Jews!) think of this holiday as the Jewish Christmas, adopting many of the Christmas customs, such as elaborate gift-giving and decoration. It is bitterly ironic that this holiday, which has its roots in a revolution against assimilation and suppression of Jewish religion, has become the most assimilated, secular holiday on our calendar.

Christmas and Chanukah are known world wide
But these two faiths do not collide.
They walk hand in hand
For they came out of the promised land.

You see : the son of god was born a Jew
The Romans felt this was taboo.
No other religion could exist
This was controlled by the Romans fist.

JESUS preached in synagogues throughout the lands
Something that the Romans did withstand.
His own people wanted his death
But little did they know
That with this- a new faith would grow.

The cross on which he died became a symbol
Of Christianity, and that’s the way
God meant it to be.

Chanukah is eight days of giving while  the Christian
Holiday is just one day ,but during these
holidays we all kneel and pray.

We give GOD thanks for all the beauties of the earth
And for family and friends, and it is something
That will never end.
As long as man holds a belief in their hearts
And faith,-then all will be overcome and
Let GODS will be done.

© L . RAMS

(footnote)

2100 years ago a band of Jews defeated the Greek army
And drove them off their land, reclaiming the holy temple
In Jerusalem and rededicating it to the service of god.
when they sought to light the temples menorah
They found only a single cruse of olive oil that
escaped contamination by the Greeks.
Miraculously the one day supply lasted eight days.
The sages instituted the festival of Chanukah
To publicize these miracles.
The Dreidel which is a four sided top with a
Hebrew letter on each side which means
“ a great miracle happened here”
was used later on in the years to give thanks to god
Without the enemy knowing that they were praying.
Chanukah, the Jewish festival of rededication, also known as the festival of lights, is an eight day festival beginning on the 25th day of the Jewish month of Kislev.
Chanukah is probably one of the best known Jewish holidays, not because of any great religious significance, but because of its proximity to Christmas. Many non-Jews (and even many assimilated Jews!) think of this holiday as the Jewish Christmas, adopting many of the Christmas customs, such as elaborate gift-giving and decoration. It is bitterly ironic that this holiday, which has its roots in a revolution against assimilation and suppression of Jewish religion, has become the most assimilated, secular holiday on our calendar.

Christmas and Chanukah are known world wide
But these two faiths do not collide.
They walk hand in hand
For they came out of the promised land.

You see: the son of god was born a Jew
The Romans felt this was taboo.
No other religion could exist
This was controlled by the Romans fist.

JESUS preached in synagogues throughout the lands
Something that the Romans did withstand.
His own people wanted his death
But little did they know
That with this- a new faith would grow.

The cross on which he died became a symbol
Of Christianity, and that’s the way
God meant it to be.

Chanukah is eight days of giving while the Christian
Holiday is just one day, but during these
holidays we all kneel and pray.

We give GOD thanks for all the beauties of the earth
And for family and friends, and it is something
That will never end.
As long as man holds a belief in their hearts
And faith, -then all will be overcome and
Let GODS will be done.

louis rams

(2/11/13)

Blood, sweat, and tears he would shed
On the path that lied ahead.
Imagine a child preaching the word of GOD
When even the adults had found it hard.

Can you picture him walking into town?
And his followers sitting on the ground
Listening to what he had to say
Their hands clasped together as they prayed.

Can you picture him in your mind?
Telling his mother that he is fine
And not to worry, not to bother
That he is not alone but with his father.
He was just a child, but he was the son of GOD
And preaching for him did not come hard.

From his birth she knew that to his father he would be true
For she was told ahead of time, what GOD had on his mind.
That he would be the leader of men and nations
And stop many of the devastations.

His childhood was about as normal as can be
But there was so many things that only he could hear and see
He knew that he was different from the others around
For they could not see the visions or hear the sounds.

This was the child called JESUS that we’ve all come to know
Two thousand years later and he is still loved so.

© L. RAMS

12/05/10

Santa s workshop is as busy as can be
All the elves working frantically.
Christmas day is almost here, and the toys
Must be ready for the Christmas cheer.

The elves have but one thing in mind
And that’s to get the toys made in time.
All year long they are making these toys
And they play like all girls and boys.

For every 500 toys they make
They could swim in the indoor lake.
They have picnics and outdoor games
And no two are ever the same.

Have you ever played hide and seek in the snow?
Where you’re dressed all in white and they don’t know.
Or ridden on a caribou
and so many Other things that you can do.

Or playing with polar bears, walruses and seals.
Imagine how that would feel.
Or putting on the tails and tie
And wobbling with the penguins side by side.

There are so many games that the elves do play
And that’s one of the reasons that they stay.
Everyone is family, and that’s the way
It was meant to be.

They only know of love and joy
And they apply it to every toy.
So when you think of Santa and the north pole
This is the thought that you must hold.

louis rams

(11/23/12)

All the elves had gathered around
For the bed of JESUS had been found.
It was a mere fruit basket in which Mary had put some hay
And for this bed and shelter -Mary and Joseph had prayed.

The elves stood around in amazement and awe
As Santa heard the commotion and opened up his door.
AT LAST Santa s search was through
And the three kings had told him what to do.

From the workshop rafters came a sound
And whence it came - it could not be found.
Then an angel soon appeared
With a voice so beautiful and clear.
(she sang)

" This is the bed where our lord did lie
As the armies of angels above him did cry
He was sent to the world from God above
To show this world compassion and love.

He's come to save all those who believe
That with their simple thoughts and deeds
Their lives can be changed anew
And they'll know just what to do.

So on this glorious Christmas day
Get down on your knees and pray
And thank him for all that he has given
And made your lives worth living.

Give praise to the living God
Give praise to the living God
For he has captured every heart."

Now Santa had to spread the word
Of how this angels voice was heard
And under each Christmas tree
JESUS bed you will see.

© L. RAMS

(12/22/12)

It was Christmas eve and last minute
Shoppers were running frantically
As I walked out my front door
What to my  astonishment and surprise
A little boy sitting with a puppy in his lap
Looking up to the sky.

I asked : are you o.k. ? he replied : no ! not really !
Every year I find a spot to sit Down and look around
Of how free will can be put to the ground.

Why does man thrive on pain , suffering and war
When they have another door !
A door of peace, happiness and love
Sent to them from my father above.

I know since my birth it has gotten better
And people are finding their faiths once again
And love is filling many hearts and souls
But true happiness and peace should be their goal.

I see so many children abandoned and left in
the streets with out food or drink.
In the middle east and Asia- little girls lives
Are being taken and destroyed
Over the birth of a little boy.

Without the females this world would cease to exist
I would not be here if not for my mother
And like her there is no other.

Why would man want to take a life at birth
This is the most precious thing on this earth.
The children are so happy when they celebrate my birth
And receive gifts as I had done before
When the three kings opened up that gift giving door.
Yet ! I sit here reflecting on centuries gone by
With tears  in my eyes.
But also with joy and fulfillment in my heart
Knowing this is the season for a brand new start.

Look into the eyes of every child that passes by
And you will see that gleam in their eyes
And love in their hearts, if they are led in the right direction
Mankind will be closer to perfection.

I could not believe what I was hearing and asked:
Who are you ?  He turned and smiled and said:
I am your father my son, and I’ve come
To help everyone.
Everyone who seeks my father
I will respond in his name.

“Then he faded from my sight”
And I prayed for peace and love that same night.

             WHO WAS HE ?

© L . RAMS

(12/22/12)

It was Christmas eve and last minute
Shoppers were running frantically
As I walked out my front door
What to my astonishment and surprise
A little boy sitting with a puppy in his lap
Looking up to the sky.

I asked: are you o.k.? he replied: no! not really!
Every year I find a spot to sit Down and look around
Of how free will can be put to the ground.

Why does man thrive on pain, suffering and war
When they have another door!
A door of peace, happiness and love
Sent to them from my father above.

I know since my birth it has gotten better
And people are finding their faiths once again
And love is filling many hearts and souls
But true happiness and peace should be their goal.

I see so many children abandoned and left in
the streets with out food or drink.
In the middle east and Asia- little girls lives
Are being taken and destroyed
Over the birth of a little boy.

Without the females this world would cease to exist
I would not be here if not for my mother
And like her there is no other.

Why would man want to take a life at birth
This is the most precious thing on this earth.
The children are so happy when they celebrate my birth
And receive gifts as I had done before
When the three kings opened up that gift giving door.
Yet! I sit here reflecting on centuries gone by
With tears in my eyes.
But also with joy and fulfillment in my heart
Knowing this is the season for a brand new start.

Look into the eyes of every child that passes by
And you will see that gleam in their eyes
And love in their hearts, if they are led in the right direction
Mankind will be closer to perfection.

I could not believe what I was hearing and asked:
Who are you? He turned and smiled and said:
I am your father my son, and I've come
To help everyone.
Everyone who seeks my father
I will respond in his name.

"Then he faded from my sight"
And I prayed for peace and love that same night.

WHO WAS HE?

© L. RAMS

Christmas is all about love sent with a child from the heavens above
A child who was born as a carpenter’s son who came to bless every one
He wasn’t born wealthy or lived in a castle or on a mountain high
But he was praised and honored from all the angels in the sky.
Because of his birth three kings followed a star and traveled from afar
When they arrived to where the star shone that is where this child was born
In a manger with cattle and sheep sitting on the hay, as they all knelt to pray.
They came with gifts to honor a king with gold, frankincense
And myrrh they did bring.
There is not diamonds, gold, silver, pearls or riches of any kind
That could compare to what he has left behind.
It is the power of love and the love that he shared with every one
And as they say: his will be done.
You hear of him in religious books, storybooks. And word of mouth
And how his words came about.
There is no story greater than his birth and life, not Sampson and Delilah
Hercules, Joan of arc, Moses, or Noah and his arc, and so many
Others on which I won’t embark.
One man who created a new religion called Christianity
And if you take the first part of that word, it is CHRIST.
Then you also have Christmas so don’t take CHRIST out of Christmas.
What more can I say! I believe and love him in every way.
© L RAMS121114

Christmas countdown has begun and family members are on the run
Looking for the bargains everywhere, and how they get it they don’t care.
All the retailers have put up their displays
As they prepare for Christmas day.
Grocery stores and supermarkets with their specials on the floor
And in every aisle there are treats galore.
Turkeys and hams, candied yams too- all the treats just for you.
Department stores and shopping malls- filled with shoppers wall to wall.
The children are in total awe as they look from store to store.
And every new item that’s on TV.  In the stores for them to see.
Yes!  The Christmas countdown has begun. And the children
Are preparing for the fun, from bicycles and dolls and all the rest
Knowing they’ve gotten all the best.
Look around; look around, the Christmas spirit is all around.
MERY CHRISTMAS TO ONE AND ALL, THIS IS THE SEASON TO HAVE A BALL!
©L.RAMS 112214

this is the start of my Christmas poems for your enjoyment


Christmas is upon us and friends and family are near
Helping to share the joys each and every year.
This is the time that children look forward to
Where they get Christmas presents and spend time with you
Sharing moments and memories that have gone by
As they look at their parents as tears form in their eyes.
Christmas is not just for gift giving, but a celebration of life
Of when CHRIST was born and made the ultimate sacrifice.
The gift giving started with the Three Kings
And with The gifts that they would bring.
The gold was to honor a king; the frankincense was for the gods
And the myrrh was used to anoint the dead, never realizing
The path that he would thread.
They was foretold of his birth, and he would be the king of kings
And of the love that he would bring.
I honor them on this special day for they were
The first to give thanks and praise.
© L.Rams 112214

I looked into a window and what did I see
Bags of presents underneath a Christmas tree.
A boy unwrapping presents and jumping with joy
As he played with all his toys.
Mom and dad sitting down-with gift wrap paper all around.
Now! Grandpa and grandma will be here soon
Bringing more presents to fill the room.
I’m standing outside with my clothes torn and tattered
The wind and snow blowing- I feel worn out and battered.
My parents had told me that they care, but with me
They had nothing to share.
As I turn to walk away I hear a voice say: come on in and stay
We have more than enough on this day.
Mom and dad saw you standing there, and we have enough
Dinner that we can share.
We are about the same height – I have some clothing that will fit just right.
I even have some extra shoes and a coat that I no longer wear
You can have them, mom and dad don’t care.
I washed up and put on my new shoes and clothes and sat down to eat
“Man oh man” what a treat, and after I ate I started to rise
“Oh my God” what a surprise.
There’s two shopping bags at the door, one with food and so much more.
I don’t know what to say!    For you have blessed me on this Christmas day.
I don’t even know your names!
This is my mother Martha and my father Nick, and I am Nick junior!
The tears started rolling down my eyes, my hopes had risen, and I felt alive.
I picked up the bags and I thanked them once more as I walked out the door.
As I was walking away they was waving me good-bye when something
Caught the corner of my eye- there was nothing there but an empty lot!
THEN WHO GAVE ME THOSE PRESENTS THAT I GOT?
© L.RAMS 120114

this is one of my favs that i've written

    Christmas spirit   (11/4/12)
I hear the birds up in the tree tops sing
I hear the bells in the church steeples ring
I see the squirrels run around with delight
OH MY GOD ! What a beautiful sight.

I see the first snow starting to cover the ground
I hear the old familiar sounds
I see the clouds a silver grey
I see the sun trying to shine its rays.

The rabbits , the chipmunks , the possums too
Under the foliage hiding from you.
They’re all getting ready for the seasonal treat
That GOD has bestowed upon them to eat.
The fish in the ponds, the frogs on the ground
Know that this is the time that CHRIST is around.

Why is it that every living creature knows
Of this time of year
When the kindness of humans fill the air.
All of GODS creatures, no matter who
Or what they may be - are joining together as families.

The Christmas spirit spreading throughout the
Land , air, and sea
And voices singing in harmony.
Let’s open our eyes and ears to the sounds
For GODS love is all around.

The cries of a new born child seeing the light
For the very first time, and hearing sounds
They never heard before- “ as GOD opens up the doors”.
Let us be thankful for all that GOD has given
And make our lives all worth living.

He gave us his son on this glorious day
And to him we all must pray.
He’s shown us what love is all about
And from every mountain top we should shout

“Thank you JESUS for all that you’ve done
For you are GODS begotten son.”
You’ve shown us the way our lives
Should really be- even when we’re living in misery.

You’ve given us the greatest gift around
                      LOVE
Which in our hearts can be found.

© L . RAMS

she was awoken with a loud thunderous sound
she jumped up and looked around.
it can't be santa claus? it just can't be.
mommy did'nt even have money to buy a tree.

she heard the sound one more time
and upon her roof they did climb.

the little pitter patter of hooves
above her head
made her turn and jump out of bed.

she ran to the window and
looked to the roof
she wanted to tell her mother
she did have the proof.

she saw something red
moving to the chimney
then she knew it had to be.
that santa claus is not only
in our hearts and minds
and will live throughout all time.

all children are supposed
to be asleep.
but through half closed eyes
they would peak.

she then heard the sounds in
the room below.
as she opened the door very slow.
to her surprise there was a tree
decorated 'oh so beautifully'.

and there under the tree
there was gifts galore
who would think - that they were poor.

as she started to look around
at the fireplace he was found.
he was having the milk and cookies
that were left that night.
' oh my gosh what a beautiful sight'.

he then put his finger to his nose
and just like the book
up the chimney he rose.

she went back to her room, and climbed
back into her bed, said her prayers
and laid down her head.
she awoke the next morning
thinking it was a dream.
when she heard her mother scream.

how is this possible? how can it be?
'all these presents, and with a tree.'
as she ran to her mothers side
the tears started to fill her eyes.

i don't know who did this? i have no clue
and i don't know what i should do.
she then told her what she heard
and saw the night before
when she opened up her bedroom door.

as we opened up the first package
from under the tree
we saw a metal frame with one word.
BELIEVE
now we put this question to you.
do you believe? is this story true?

louis rams

All the Christmas stories the children are learning
As the Christmas candle is burning.
The stories are being told by grandparents and parents alike
Sitting by the candle light.
Oh so many stories that must be told
Stories that never gets old.
Stories of different places and unfamiliar faces
Like stories of Uncle Scrooge and how the people s kindness he abused
And how he changed his ways, and the story lives on till this day.
Also the stories of Rudolph and frosty the snowman and Santa
And what he went through- to deliver presents to me and you.
Then you have the island of misfit toys and how
Each one yearned to be hugged by a little girl or boy
And Santa knew just what to do and they’ve been repaired like new.
The elves have worked all year long making toys for every girl and boy
This is Santa’s special day where he gives the toys they made away.
Then we see the children who can’t stay awake no matter how hard they try
Because the Sandman’s dust is in their eyes.
His sleigh will be in flight and the stars will be his guiding light
And Rudolph will brighten the way, so from his course he will not stray.
So many stories that the adults will tell as the children sit all around
Just looking up, not making a sound.
We need these story tellers who know how to weave a web
Till they close their eyes and are put in bed.
©L.RAMS 120914

my pre -Christmas poem for 2014

                 Christmas Teachings

Making out my list while sitting in my room
Thanksgiving is almost here and Christmas will follow soon.
Thinking about the decorations that I plan on putting out
Because decorating for Christmas is what I’m all about.
I love to see the children s smiles and hear their comments too
Of what they’re wishing for Christmas and what they plan to do.
Most are dreaming of bicycles and toys of every kind
While the parents are keeping track and watching every dime.
We were once those same children who waited patiently
To see what Santa would put underneath our Christmas tree.
To children – Christmas is of toys and being out of school
Yet they’re not being taught how Christmas came to be
Of how a child called JESUS CHRIST set mankind free.
If they was to take CHRIST out of Christmas
There would be no holiday and children would have no gifts
Or toys with which to play.
The birth of CHRIST is the reason we celebrate this day
The reason children get toys and the grownups kneel to pray.
He was born in a manger in a bed made of hay when the three kings came
They all knelt down to pray.
He was born the king of kings of that there is no doubt
He showed the world Love and Peace and that’s
What Christmas is about?
Love one another and share the Christmas joy
This is what we were taught by this little boy.
© LRAMS
I

don't you hear that beat of little tiny feet
tiny feet running across the floor
tiny feet at your door
to hear the pitter patter of those feet on christmas morn
and the twinkle in their eyes
seeing that expression of surprise
as they open up all their gifts that they put on their christmas list
this is one of the few things that make all the heartaches worth while
when you see their beautiful smile.
christmas is a day to rejoice the birth of our king
who has given us all these things.
so as we share this day with our children
let us remember who gave us this day
and thank him in every way.
rejoice in the birth of our new born king
for he is everything.
he has given us the pitter patter of tiny feet
and has made our lives complete.

louis rams

I AWOKE THIS MORNING WITH A VERSE IN MY MIND , AND THIS IS WHAT BECAME OF IT.

CHRIST – THE LAST ROUNDUP
He was on his last roundup; all his followers were brought in
About to be crucified to wipe away man s sins
They laid him on a cross with a thorn crown upon his head
Then he was nailed to it, and would be left until he was dead.
His cries would echo out from on top of that hill
Even the ROMAN guards had sensed a chill.
As the skies became as dark as night, and the son of GOD
Would lose this fight.
The thunder and lightning was heard and seen
As he let out his final scream.
The strongest of men would pass out from the pain
That he would endure as the ROMAN said:
“He truly was the son of GOD “!
And from this world, he would depart.
He was taken down from the cross and the nails
Taken out from his hands and feet and his
Body cleansed for his LORD to meet.
The rabbi‘s feared that his body may be removed
They put guards at his tomb.
On the third day when the early morning came
The stone had been moved away.
The roman guards in total awe could not believe what they saw.
How was the stone moved without sight or sound?
As the guards stood all around.
His reappearing to his followers would be the
Last miracle they would see!
The rest you know is history.

(6/13/13)

LIVE TO LOVE, AND LOVE   TO LIVE
GIVE ALL THAT YOU CAN GIVE
WE ARE HERE BUT ONCE IN OUR LIFE TIME
AND EVERYONE MUST LEAVE A PART OF THEMSELVES
TO SHOW THE PLACE THAT THEY DID DWELL.

A KIND WORD, A THOUGHTFUL DEED.
IS ALL THAT THEY MAY NEED?
TO HOLD THEIR HAND AND CONSOLE THEM
IN THEIR HOURS OF NEED, IS WHEN YOU PLANT
YOUR GENEROUS SEED.

YOU MAY BE THE EARTH ANGEL THAT THEY HAVE
WAITED FOR TO LEAD THEM ON THEIR WAY
AND FOR THEM -YOU ARE THE ANGEL FOR WHICH THEY PRAYED.

WE ARE BUT A DOT! AND EACH DOT TOUCHES ANOTHER DOT
TO CREATE THE “CIRCLE OF LIFE”
NO ONE DOT CAN SURVIVE BY ITSELF- BUT AS PART
OF A MUTITUDE OF DOTS, IT BECOMES AN UNBREAKABLE CHAIN.
FOR NO ONE LINK IS STRONGER OR WEAKER THAN ANOTHER

IN SOME WAYS WE ARE LIKE A BALL – WE ROLL WITH THE PUNCHES
AND WE TEND TO BOUNCE BACK, BUT UNLIKE A BALL THAT IS WHOLE
ON THE OUSIDE, WE ARE NOT EMPTY ON THE INSIDE.
THIS BALL OF OURS HOLDS OUR HOPES AND DREAMS
OUR WANTS AND NEEDS -AND ALL THE EMOTIONS ON WHICH WE FEED.
JUST LIKE THE BALL, WE ARE HIT, KICKED, SLAMMED, AND DUNKED
BUT WE ARE STILL STRONG AND RESILLIENT.

LET US STRENGTHEN THIS “CIRCLE OF LIFE”
THIS BALL AND CHAIN, SO THAT IT WILL FOREVER REMAIN THE SAME.

(6/27/12)

We had created a circle of love and
What goes around comes around.
A perfect love I had found.

It is as strong as a golden ring
For in our love we put every thing.
Our hearts and souls entwined like
The strands of string in a rope
Giving me strength , giving me hope.

Our hearts were afloat like rose petals
Upon a river stream
And where ever you looked our love could be seen.

This bond between us will never be broken
Of this “ we had spoken”.
My life I would gladly give
Because of your love - I do live.

Now you may think that this love
Is between a woman and a man
But there is something that you don’t understand.

This love and devotion is between my LORD and me
For he is the one that has set me free.
He freed my heart and gave strength to my soul
And this love I will forever hold.

Join me in this circle of love
And in GOD you should put your trust.

                                                        © L.RAMS

(5/8/12)

There’s a city of angels where all angels dwell
A city of angels I can tell.
They wait for their assignments from
The saints up above
To watch over GODS children that he loves.

The city of angels where there is no such thing as sleep
The city of angels where the LORDS words they keep.
This is where they sing and rejoice and give praise
For their destinies have been laid.

This is a world of spirituality - something that
We as humans do not see.
A world where there is no sickness or pain
And all the angels are the same.

There is no such thing as color or religious barriers
For they are all the LORDS carriers.
Many get their wings in the transition
From life to death , and many have not gotten theirs yet.

When they get their wings it is a great feeling
Which gets their souls reeling.
It is like a bright star that enters you
And his love just radiates through.

The city of angels where true happiness lies
That is what you will find.
Your loved ones that have gone before you
Are there to see you thru, and to help you
At every turn, the same way that they had learned.

They see their subjects on a large monitor screen
And what that person is going thru, then the answers
Are left for you.
Like a multiple choice you must pick the one that’s right
To get them from the darkness to light.

But not to worry for there are no mistakes
In GODS heaven that can be made
For their destinies have also been laid.
You are there to strengthen them in their hours of need
And on your strength they do feed.

To all in the city of angels - I raise my head
And stand with pride , that one day soon
I’ll be by your side.

(angels above - angels below)

(01/13/12)

Puffs of clouds covered the sky
Like my thoughts of you and I.
At times I could see and think clearly
But my mind would get weary.

Those puffs of clouds would take control
And my heart it would hold.
It’s amazing how it could be
That the clouds are like you and me.

When the clouds get dark and grey
We become defensive in every way
And the fights come into play.

And when clouds are a misty white
I want to make love to you day and night.
And when the clouds look like ripples in the sand
I want to squeeze you and hold your hand.

And when the clouds completely cover the sky
I thank god you’re by my side.

It was early in the morning, and the sky
Was full of colors of  orange, blue, white, and gray.
And it seemed like these clouds were coming my way
The clouds were moving in rapid speed
Like none that I had ever seen.

These clouds seemed to inter mingle
And through my body , I felt a tingle.
They appeared to be creating a form
Of colors so rare, and with the
World , it wanted to share.

The colors so rich, so beautiful
So vibrant, so clear
It carried my mind, my soul
High into the air.

I felt as if I was being swept away
And in these colors I wanted to stay.
Although I knew that this could not be
That it was GOD comforting me.

I knew he had done his job quite well
For in this world I still dwell.
Yet he always gives us an inner peace
Where we find some relief.

Now as I looked up to the skies once more
In the clouds a face I saw.
It was the LORD smiling down on me
Setting my mind and soul free.

So when you are feeling down and asking why
Look to the colors of the sky.

© L . RAMS

It was the early 60’s where rock and roll was
Taking over the land, and ELVIS was on tour with his band.
Where rock and roll was stories being told
And the teen life was starting to unfold.
We had race riots in the southern states
And black rights were up for debate.
An era of KENNEDY and KING where peaceful
Solutions they would try to bring.
Both assassinated at a young age
Because they tried to bring some change.
An Era where gas was cheap and wages low
And it cost fifty cents to see a show.
A time of the CUBAN missile crisis and VIETNAM
And protesters were taking a stand.
Then this country was taken by storm
And draft dodging became the norm.
Although some of the 60’s was a living hell
It gave me fond memories as well.
Drive in theatres – not many to be found
But one or two are still around.
We’d be able to back in to the drive in theatre
With a little luck- in our 53 pickup truck.
The speakers attached to the window of the door
The volume turned down very low
And the windows were rolled up so no one would know
Or- we would lie in the back of the truck
With a blanket or two
Depending on what we wanted to do.
This was the 60’s that I recall where most
Everyone had a ball.

(4/3/12)

Where do we go from here? When death is very near.
Is there another plateau we must climb
Before we reach the end of the line.

Death is just a resting place - a rest stop if you must !
You will not be afraid if in GOD you put your trust.
Death is my companion - he holds my hand
Death is my companion - he understands.

Known as the angel of death , the grim reaper
Of this temporary life he is the keeper.
In his clutches you’ll be for a short spell
Till they decide if you’re going to heaven or hell.

This is a rest stop where you take a break
Till they decide what is your fate.
So while I am on this plateau
There is no where that I will go.

Where do we go from here?
Your guess is as good as mine
As long as I’m not here until the ends of time.
This must be purgatory that I hear so much about
Maybe this is where we can turn our lives about.

Death ! I know you’re my companion
And we have walked hand in hand
But there is something I think you should understand
There are things on this earth that I must do
And until I finish them , my life on earth is not through.

I put my faith in GOD that he will show me the way
And from that road, I know I will not stray.

Since you have not been a friend
Now it’s time for this relationship to end
I was tired of your deceits and lies
What is it you’re trying to hide?
Is it because of pains that you’ve been through?
And you don’t know what to do?
With the truth you don’t play
The truth goes a long long way.
I’m giving it up – can’t take any more
Going to walk right out of that door.
So many lies and deceit- in your world I can’t compete.
To my heart I can’t be untrue
But it is so easy for you.
You use people to no end- it matters not family or friend
You are a user, an abuser, a downright loser
But what goes around, comes around
And all your lies will be found.

Deceits and lies that people tell
I’ve grown to know them oh so well
They tell you they love you and that they care
When you find in your back a knife sticking there.
While they are with you , they’ll talk and joke
Then with others at you they poke.
Is it that they need to be the center attraction?
When everyone gathers around
Then they abuse the friends they have found.
Unfortunately this prevails in many women I meet
Where they’re good at their lies and deceits.
They’ll start off with: “I LOVE YOUR BLOUSE”
And “YOU’RE LOOKING SO GREAT”
But in their minds your blouse they hate.
They’ll criticize you to no end
Then turn around and say they’re your friend.
Many times we’ll judge people at first glance
But we’ve got to learn to know them
And give them a chance.
But these are people with insecurities
Their own faults they just don’t see.
Then they fall in love and say that others
Are out to get their man, and start to create
Their devious plan.
Now the lies and deceits begin
With people like this you just can’t win.
We have to stop them in their tracks
Otherwise they’ll be no turning back.
We must tell them about their hypocracy
Just so they’ll stay away from you and me.

If I could keep my thoughts together, life would be so much better!
Thoughts must flow like a river or stream
With no obstacles in between.
They say dementia starts very slow, with certain
Patterns that we should know.
However, is it dementia that we go through? That we forget
What we are supposed to do!
Or is it that we close our minds to the things we are afraid to find?
So many questions can stop this flow
And by seeing these obstacles, the decisions we will know.
I feel the flow of thoughts on its way!
(I just forgot what I was going to say)    ha ha dementia!
Once the obstacle is found, you either remove it or go around.
Your chain of thought is starting to get momentum
Like a train on its track – now look forward, do not look back!
(Ooops forgot what I was going to say)
Oh, yes!  Is it old age ramblings or dementia?
I guess you will have to answer that! I did not look forward – I looked back!
Ha ha – enjoy your mind – because we will lose it with time!

Money is scarce, trying to make ends meet
Hoping to get back on my feet.
Food in the fridge is very low- do not know which way to go.
I just lost my cell phone, now the creditors are calling at home.
Late notices are in the mail, threatening to take me to jail.
I was starting to lose hope and faith, and none of these
Creditors are willing to wait.
So down to my knees I did fall, and no more excuses left to stall.
With tears in my eyes, I started to pray, asking my LORD
To show me the way.
Dear LORD! I do not know what to do, so I must depend on you.
I know that I had turned away and that I no longer would kneel to pray.
I need you like before, when I was down you opened the doors
I was a churchgoer, a believer in you, you gave me everything
My family too.
Now I am starting to lose it all – and on you, I must call.
Give me back the strength so that I may move ahead
Help me to get rid of this bed.
Depression will steal your will to live, and I have so much to give.
Family and friends are all around. Yet! I do not hear a sound.
They all say I must find the way to fight this sickness day to day.
Then from the corner of my eye, a flicker of light began to shine.
A light becoming like the blazing sun – with   a voice saying
                   HIS “WILL” BE DONE
I saw a form starting to take shape, and an angel then appeared
And started to wipe away my fears.
Depression is a state of mind , and the devil will keep you blind
Just search out the light that lies ahead, and the LORD will clear your head.
This is the message he had given to me, and now my mind is set free.
© L . RAMS

(09/22/11)

I see now that I can no longer cope
I finally reached the end of my rope.
All my life I’ve been the provider
Now I feel like I’m the outsider.
Looking in To the way life used to be
When I was happy and care free.

Now I am under so much stress
I think it’s time- that I rest.
I’ve always been the one to talk
About love, hope, and faith
Now I can no longer relate.

What makes us get to a point so low
That you have no where s to go.

When the apostles were crossing the lake
And the winds and rains came and they were sinking
They awoke JESUS saying
Master, master, - we are sinking.

Then JESUS calmed the waters and
the winds , and the rains
They just stood in wonder and felt so ashamed.
As he asked : where is your faith?

Now I stand here - ashamed of all my fears
For he is by my side to wipe away my tears.
My faith has always been my foundation
My heart , my soul ,my inspiration.
Now I am growing weak
And the lords strength I do seek.

Without faith - all hope is gone
But the strength of your love lingers on.
So here I apply all that you’ve given
Because you make life worth living.

The buildings were collapsing all around
People screaming then falling down
Than not making a sound.
(I smiled)
The ground started opening up
And people falling in.
(I smiled)
The sea waters overflowed on the land
Bringing destruction, mud, and sand.
(I smiled)
The skies turned completely black
And the sounds of the lightning’s cracked.
(I smiled)

A man stopped me and asked:
Why do you smile when the world
around you is falling down?

I responded: I smile because the lord walks
by my side, and fills my heart and soul.
I grabbed his hands- “ and he smiled”
Let me walk with you, for I also felt him too.

We walked hand in hand through this barren land.
Other people stopped and asked the same question.
Then took our hands and joined us too.
The salvation of the world was coming true.
Faith, hope, love, was following thru.

As the people joined and held hands
The destruction began to cease.
And in peoples hearts
They found relief and peace.

When they looked there were thousands
Holding each others hands
For this was - part of gods plan.

louis rams

memories are sometimes disguised
so that we do not see
all The imperfections that lie in you and me.
The memories that are painful
can sometimes be our strengths
For if we take it by the horns
We can mold it and it will bend.
There are so many people that we meet
Along the way, some we turn our backs on
And some we allow to stay.
People are so defensive that it becomes
Easy to offend.
You say something jokingly , then you lose a friend.
We put our feelings in disguise so that no one
Can see, that we can cry like anyone else
but live in hypocrisy.
The disguises can be many and we
tend to hide our face, but when we look in the mirror
All that we can see, is the pain in our eyes
That brings back those memories.
Memories can be like daggers that stab you in the back
They will build up inside of you  and then they double stack.
Let us take off the disguises and face it head on
Once we do that it will all be gone.
Then the memories that lie within ourselves
Will be all of beauty and there it will dwell.

Do not be afraid -for I am here
Do not be afraid- you know I care
Do not be afraid- for the love we share
I come to you with my heart in my hand
And I know you’ll understand.

My heart is given to you ever so freely
Like the free air that we breathe
Like the stars in the sky
In the hopes that one day you’ll be mine.

All I ask is that you open your heart too
For there is nothing together
That we can not do.
Strength in numbers, or so they say
But just with you, we’ll find the way.

You have shown my heart how to soar
And it will not roam ever more.
Our hearts will join together
And it will become as one
We will roam the earth, the stars, the sun.

We will show the world how true love can be
All I ask is that you trust in me.
True love starts with trust, and our hearts
Will fill to the point of bust.

Man is supposed to love woman
And woman , man - so that in heaven
We will walk hand in hand
Like an elderly couple with fifty years together
How can anything be better.

( smile my friend, for this is the beginning and not the end)

Do not let growing up in the streets define you as a person?
You are older now and don’t need to talk the street talk and slangs.
Educate yourself to what you can be, not what you was.
I do not want to be defined as a street **** or a ghetto rat
But as a person who has learned to talk properly and has
Left the streets to the streets.
Because I do not have a college degree does not mean
That I am an illiterate; it just means that I did not pursue my education.
No one has to be defined as low class, trash, or ignorant.
Because you are born in the hills does not make you a hillbilly!
Or born in the swamplands does not make you a swamp rat!
Titles have always been given to every ethnic group, such as
The Hispanics was spicks, the Irish – miks , the Italians as wops
Or guinies and the blacks as ******* and so on down the line.
If you are one who likes to use titles on others, then there is
Only one title that you can use.
“HUMAN BEINGS” which classifies everyone.
I want you to stand proud, because you are a HUMAN BEING
Made by GOD, and he doesn’t make garbage.
Learn your own self-respect and others will respect you!  DON’T BE DEFINED!

Some say I’m over weight- while some say I’m fat.
I say I’m big ***** - my doctor told me that.
What does weight matter? -  does it mean I can’t love?
I was made this way - by GOD up above.

My brother is tall and thin- they say he’s bones and skin.
                Why does weight matter?
Can any of us ever win !

They say when we walk down the street
We look like ABBOTT and COSTELLO
He looks like a bamboo stick
While I look like a cello.

We’ve learned how to accept the jeers
And to control our rages and emotions
For “IN GOD” we put our devotion.

Love lives in any size bodies!
Big or small, short or tall
GOD has given love to all.

Why do people love to criticize and find
Fault with every one, when they themselves
Have faults , which can not be undone.

When I was growing up , there  was a saying
For both fat and thin, and no matter
which way you put it
Both sides would always win.

They would say : the closer the meat to the bone the sweeter it is
And: the more the meat, the better the treat.

So to all you criticizers ! We will not be put down.
For you are the one
who walks with the heavy crown.

© L. RAMS

(5/28/13)

She lost her life while texting that day
And never got to finish what she had to say
“I will meet “were the last words she said
As everyone wondered “what went thru her head “.

Was the message more important than her life?
She was an only child, a mother, a wife.
Because of a “text” family and friends mourn her today.
She should have waited to tell them what she had to say.

Before “texting and driving “you should think twice!
Why take the chance of losing your life!

louis rams :

do you think about me when we're apart
do you have me in your heart
does the scent of me fill the air , even thou i'm not there
do you miss my arms that hold you tight
do you miss my kisses when i say good night
what do you like most about me i'd like to know
is it my love that does grow , or is it the way
that i hold your hand to let you know i understand
is it the passion that we created , that left our bodies devastated.
or is it the hours that we spend together in sunny skies or stormy weather
do you think that if we're apart ,  that you will disappear from my heart
do you know that i live for your love , and that you was sent to me from above.
do you know that our next step is marriage and a family
and i don't just want two , i want three.
(C) L . RAMS 071915

I put the dream catcher at the head of my bed
Where bad dreams dare not treed.
It captures just my good dreams and hopes and prayers
And with the angels it is shared.
What better carrier than an angel with wings
Who can handle most anything.
Your prayers and dreams have been seen and heard
Every dream and every word.
The dream catcher must start again
Because your dreams may never end.
© L. RAMS 020415

(10/12/11)

When I close my eyes I can trace
every line upon your face.
My fingers touching your soft gentle lips
Those lips that I yearn to kiss.

You are my dream lover - my fantasy come true
When I want you - I dream of you.
I close my eyes and there you are
Always near - never far.

Your love fills my nights and completes my days
And in my heart you will forever stay.
When ever I am feeling down
I close my eyes and you’re around.

You are my dream lover - for me there is no other
People say that you are a fantasy.
A figment of my imagination.
If this is so - why do I get these sensations.
I hold your face in my hands
Knowing you would understand

You have become my hearts desire
Taking me to levels so much higher
You have opened this loves door
And I want to be with you forever more.

How can this be a fantasy?  when I have you next to me !

(11/8/11)

The judge asked : why was you speeding?
Why was you going so fast?
Why didn’t you ease up on the gas?

Your honor : I was Driving Under The Influence
Of her love.
I felt like a shooting star up above.
She has me intoxicated from head to toe
I don’t know which way to go.
She captured my heart and won’t let go
Her love is all I know.

Her love so mellow - so sweet , so fine
I feel like I’m high on wine.
If you are going to convict me for loving her
Then I stand as guilty as can be
For she has become a part of me.
Sentence me to a life of love
For she is the only one I could think of.

She already has my heart in jail
And I refuse to post my bail.
The judge looked at me as I stood in place
You are dismissed “ there is no case”.

He would forgive his enemies that would crucify him
Just to take away our sins.
At the age of twelve he could not be found
As JOSEPH and MARY searched the town
From door to door, they would go- where he went they did not know.
Then the thought entered MARY S mind, there was a door they did not try.
They opened the doors to the temple and there he stood
Talking with scholars and rabbi s at the far end
As a rabbi approached who was a friend.
Asking JOSEPH: which rabbi taught him, that so much he has learned?
JOSEPH answered just his mother MARY who has shown him the word!
When JESUS approached then JOSEPH angrily said:
Why did you not tell us where you were going? We searched the
Entire town looking for you!
When JESUS calmly said: where else would I be if not in my father s house!
This is where it really began- where humanity would understand.
From that, moment on the world would come to know
The love for GOD that he would show.
A faith stronger than the strongest metal known to man
So that humanity could see and understand.
Just like JOSEPH a carpenter he would become
However, his true life was yet to come.
He preached the word of his father to all that would listen
Yet he knew something was missing.
He then told mother MARY that he had to go
And this in her heart she did know.
Many obstacles he found in his way, but from his path, he would not stray.
He became an angler of men, from that point on it would never end.
Billions of people listen to his words, and in every country, he is heard.

The day is approaching when he arose from the dead
And walked the earth as the bible said.
Every year we celebrate this day – when the Christians kneel to pray.
For children its Easter bunnies and Easter eggs and dressing up for mass
But as parents we must remind them of the past
Of how this day came to be – when CHRIST died for you and me.
He was not laid in an earthly grave, but into a mountainous cave
And a concrete wheel put at the entrance way, and guards
To protect it so it would stay.
On the morning of the third day the guards had found that
Not a sound had been made –as the wheel was moved from his grave.
When the followers went inside and searched “to their surprise “
He was nowhere to be found and his burial cloth lay on the ground.
They say that some had seen him walking on the mountain top
Turned around and looked down to where he had laid
Smiled and walked away.
© L. RAMS 040215

The elderly choices- hear their voices
As they get older they tend to dread
All the things that lie ahead.
Will I have enough money to buy medicine or food?
          Which do I choose?
We work all our lives , just so that we can retire
Yet ! The retirement age keeps getting higher.
When we get older, we should be able to see
All the beauties that the u.s. holds for me.

We are lucky if we have enough to get
Out of the house, to go and buy a shirt or a blouse.
We have to think twice about buying a pair of shoes
But if we don’t buy it then we lose.
but when we go to the pharmacy
We don’t expect it to be free.
We are willing to pay what they say
In order to live another day.

Then we think about what we are going to eat
Canned ravioli becomes a treat.
We had gotten tired of eating peanut
butter and jelly, it wasn’t filling our belly.  
Now you say that social security has
Gotten out of hand.
When does it stop? When do we take a stand?
You have taken everything away from us
And you say in you to put our trust?

And now I have something to say to you
When you get to our age, “what are you going to do”?

(1/18/12)

We know that we have an empty feeling inside
Which we find hard to describe.
A sense that something is lost
And in our sleeping hours
We turn and toss.

What is this emptiness that controls
My every thought and being
It is something that I’m not seeing.

It is a part of your body that had been taken away
And you search for it day by day.
Like a piece to a jigsaw puzzle
Which leaves it incomplete
Leaving you in total defeat.

What happened to the love that once grew so strong
And now it feels like it doesn’t belong.
What happened to the feelings of happiness and joy
And you loved it like a child with a toy.

Where is that sense of being needed
Like water to a plant, and bees to honey
Like uncle scrooge to wealth and money.

Then a thought occurred to me !
I had made space for all the other things in life,
That I had forgotten, the thing that made me complete
The love for god , with which nothing can compete.

He gives us all the feelings that we have locked up inside
And these are feelings that we must not hide.
So to my lord up above, forgive me for
Forgetting your love.

“ YOU ARE WHAT MAKES ME COMPLETE”.

(1/10/13)

what i want is a woman like you, who can share
the same dream our whole life thru.
who wants to feel " love" every waking hour
and feel loves strength and its power.
a woman who can feel our every need and emotion
and still support our mistakes with complete devotion.

a woman that with each step she has found
that she will not be beaten to the ground.
one who has a positive attitude on life
and knows what we do - we'll do right.

let's join our hearts together and become one
then our hearts will never succumb
we will beat whatever comes our way
as we fight it day to day.

a woman who is not afraid to hold hands as
we walk down the street, and greet people that we meet.
a woman who does not want to be superior or inferior
but my equal, and ignoring remarks of other people.

i want a woman who is not afraid to fight
for what she thinks and feels and knows is right.
let's be equal you and i - for equality is a love divine

(C) L . RAMS

(10/9/11) love

This is my eternal  prayer with god I do share
All my life I have searched for love
And prayed to you up above.
Love seems to take a turn, and the passion
In my heart does burn.

I see the beauties that you have created
Yet with my dream you have hesitated.
Is it that something special is coming my way?
Oh dear lord- to you I pray.

So many years have gone by- and as I see
Other lovers- I do sigh.
The passion in my heart is a eternal fire
As I seek someone to join this fire.

I feel like I’m a star up in the sky
Everyone can see the beauty, but it’s
Beyond  their reach, as I search
For eternal loves peace.

Will I be that star in the sky , or can I be
Like mother earth, that everyone can see
My beauty and smell my fragrance
And touch the gentleness of  my heart
And from their hands I will not part.

As the plants need water to live
I have so much love to give.
Let me be the water that touches their heart
So that it may grow, and from me they will know.

This is my eternal prayer that with the world I will share.