(6/15/13)
With every decision that I make
With every last breathe that I take
I’ll be loving you.
There is no distance or obstacle that I wouldn’t climb
To make you mine.
Wouldn’t you like me to hold you in my arms?
And whisper all my love to you
And know that every word is true.
I would love you till the last breathe that I take
Even when I’m sleeping, and more when I’m awake.
Because of you I learned what love is about
Of that I have no doubt.
With just a hello and a simple smile
You have made my life worthwhile.
You opened my eyes to possibilities
Of things that I could not see.
You are my first breathe in the morning
And my last breathe at night, and gave me
The will to continue this fight.
How can I love you more than I do?
When you have made all my dreams come true.

© L. RAMS

i had a problem on my mind,
the answer to which was hard to find.
i tossed and turned throughout the night
and a knot in my stomach, which i could not fight.
i layed in bed, just abiding my time
waiting for daylight to arrive.
morning finally did come, sleep i had gotten some.
i got up out of bed, picked up the letter
that yesterday i had read.
there it was plain as day.
'sweetheart i love you, but i can't stay.
i must find what i am destined to do.
even if i must hurt my family and you.
i do not want to have a regret on my mind
because i did'nt get up to try.
so i leave you with my heart in hand
it was'nt something that i had planned.
i know that it will hurt my family and you
for i am going through the same hurt too.
you showed me all the beauties in the world
and i grew just like a pearl, but just like a pearl
i have to be shown and admired, and other
hearts, to be set on fire.
so i leave with tears in my eyes, and i must abide my time.
'this is the letter that i had read.'
and my heart was torn and bled.
weeks went by without a word, and to her family
she was not heard.
then i received a letter today, and in it she did say:

i searched the big cities and the towns
but the love i had gotten from all of you, was not to be found.
i did find something that touched my heart
and in me, has become a big part.
the love of a blind child, who was born without sight
who touched my heart with so much might.
he touched my face with his hands, and pulled them back right away
and with that he did say:
i am blind and i can not see, but i feel so much
pain etched in your face, and you left loved
ones without a trace.
you left loved ones with your heart in your hands
and it's something that they can not understand.
you left in search of something that you had all along
and that was a place that you could belong.
i survive because of the love that is shown
and eyes i do not need to see, something that may be hurting me.
if you are searching for something more
then go help the NEEDY AND POOR.
they need love and comfort too, and they belong to me and you.
i turned from the child and AGAIN ran away.
then that night to the LORD i cried and prayed.
when i fell asleep that night, in my dream
all of you were in plain sight.
all of you were beckoning me home, and your broken
hearts were shown.
so i ask you on bended knees, help me with what i've seen.
help me to help the poor, for this is my destiny
of which i'm sure.

she came home and we did marry, and now my baby she carries.
we are helping all in need, for in her
GOD did plant the seed

I had a problem on my mind,
the answer to which was hard to find.
I tossed and turned throughout the night
and a knot in my stomach, which I could not fight.
I layer in bed, just abiding my time
waiting for daylight to arrive.
morning finally did come, sleep I had gotten some.
I got up out of bed, picked up the letter
that yesterday I had read.
there it was plain as day.
'sweetheart I love you, but I can't stay.
I must find what I am destined to do.
even if I must hurt my family and you.
I do not want to have a regret on my mind
because I didn’t get up to try.
so I leave you with my heart in hand
it wasn’t something that I had planned.
I know that it will hurt my family and you
for I am going through the same hurt too.
you showed me all the beauties in the world
and I grew just like a pearl, but just like a pearl
I have to be shown and admired, and other
hearts, to be set on fire.
so I leave with tears in my eyes, and I must abide my time.
'this is the letter that I had read.'
and my heart was torn and bled.
weeks went by without a word, and to her family
she was not heard.
then I received a letter today, and in it she did say:
I searched the big cities and the towns
but the love I had gotten from all of you, was not to be found.
I did find something that touched my heart
and in me, has become a big part.
the love of a blind child, who was born without sight
who touched my heart with so much might.
he touched my face with his hands, and pulled them back right away
and with that he did say:
I am blind and I can not see, but I feel so much
pain etched in your face, and you left loved
ones without a trace.
you left loved ones with your heart in your hands
and it's something that they can not understand.
you left in search of something that you had all along
and that was a place that you could belong.
I survive because of the love that is shown
and eyes I do not need to see, something that may be hurting me.
if you are searching for something more
then go help the NEEDY AND POOR.
they need love and comfort too, and they belong to me and you.
I turned from the child and AGAIN ran away.
then that night to the LORD I cried and prayed.
when I fell asleep that night, in my dream
all of you were in plain sight.
all of you were beckoning me home, and your broken
hearts were shown.
so I ask you on bended knees, help me with what I’ve seen.
help me to help the poor, for this is my destiny
of which I’m sure.

she came home and we did marry, and now my baby she carries.
we are helping all in need, for in her
GOD did plant the seed.

The many faces of JESUS, I see it everywhere
Staring from a rug, staring from a chair.
He is in the trees so green, and in the grass so high
In the mountains , and in the sky.
In the rivers, and in the ocean blue
He is all around- he’s inside of you.

In your generosity, and in your caring ways
In the love that you show, from day to day.
In the newborn child that is laughing with you.
In the sounds of the birds, and the beasts of prey.
He is everything that we do and say.

He is in our churches,  mosques, and synagogues
And every place we pray.
He is every breath we take
And he helps us to find the way.

He is in the sun at daytime
And in the moon at night
In every good thought and dream
And always in plain sight.

In our cemeteries where our
Loved ones are laid to rest.
He’s even on our currency
and that’s the best one yet.
     ( in god we trust)

He is everywhere that surrounds
Our every being.
This is my LORD, this is what I’m seeing.

(12/12/12)

I woke up this morning and it was as
Beautiful as can be- a sunlit orange sky
Staring down at me.

The sky was all orange with patches
Of light and dark blue
I felt like I was in a pumpkin patch
MY ! What a glorious view.

The breeze started moving the clouds ever so fast
OH ! How I wished this morning would last.
As the morning wore on it turned a baby light blue
To start the day fresh and new.

As the sun started rising to change the day
The birds in the air were beginning to play
A sight like this couldn’t get much better
Where heaven and earth were joining together.

© L . RAMS

just add two loved ones names to this poem

           The other side

Loved ones name   and loved ones name each other they have found
For their love is no longer earth bound.
The love in heaven becomes a million fold
It is a love that will never get old.
Friends and family will meet as they lay
Wreaths of gold at GODS feet.
Frankincense and myrrh also wait
As you pick them up at the pearly gates.
Crowds of angels and cherubs line the path to his throne
Much more beautiful than it is known.
So many descriptions of how heaven must be
And now our loved ones will finally see.
The streets may be lined with every precious jewel from earth
But in heaven it has no value, no worth.
In heaven the most beautiful treasure that you will find
Are the souls of every kind?
Our souls are a growing light that they transcend day or night
There is no such thing as race, color or creed
For we are all of the same seed.
We are but GODS children and mere humans struggling
To do what’s right, under GODS watchful sight.
On the other side there are no more troubles or despair
You will find only beauty everywhere.
© L . RAMS 12315

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She was a little girl about seven or eight
Had a dream but couldn’t wait.
Said she been dreaming of this since she was two
And knew just what she had to do.
She felt the LORD in her soul –that to preach she was told.
She told her preacher what she felt inside
And it was something that she could not hide.
She would preach the gospel while in school
While other kids thought her “the fool “.
The preacher seeing the pain in her face said:
“You can preach in my place “.
He set up his pulpit with a wooden stand
So she could grab the mic with one hand.
When the congregation gathered to their dismay
She grabbed the mic and started to pray.
The sermon she gave left the people in awe
This had never been done before.
They all stood up and started to sing
Because the feelings this girl did bring.
The” hallelujah s “and” praise the Lord”
Was being sung like never before, as they walked out the doors.
She is just a little girl – but JESUS CHRIST filled her world.

There was a promise made to me
That you would love me eternally.
Eternity is supposed to be forever
And I know that things are much better.

Paint me the colors of my life
Make each one cheerful and bright
Paint me the colors for all the world to see
All the love that’s hidden in side of me.

You know me more than I know myself
For in my heart you do dwell
You’ve seen my good points and my bad
You’ve seen me happy and you’ve seen me sad.

You can paint the pictures of my life
In any way that you like
Because you’re the only one that can see
Everything that’s inside of me

You say you love me as you never loved
Anyone before, for I have opened up
Your hearts door .
So I will hold you to the promise that you made
And I’ll take that to my grave.

I will love you eternally
For our love is finally free.

(5/9/12)

I was coming home late from a date, and did not look
To see if anyone was around or was following me.
When out of the darkness he jumped out
And put his hand on my mouth.

Then put a knife to my throat and told me
“don’t be stupid if you want to live
To me your body you will give.”

She was always told : “don’t put your life in harms way
And if you can - run away”.
And if someone grabs you from behind
You must stomp on his foot as hard as you can
He will loosen up his hand.    ( which she did)

She swung her arm back as hard as she could
The pain in his crotch - he understood.
He dropped the knife and released his hold
She ran so fast - before her legs got cold.

Now there is a reason for this poem I must tell.
     DON’T BE A VICTIM- RUN LIKE HELL.

I always told my daughter : to always look around
And to listen for any unfamiliar sound
Preventive medicine can always help you through
If you know just what to do.

p.s. this is just a story -but can happen.

(5/9/12)

I was coming home late from a date, and did not look
To see if anyone was around or was following me.
When out of the darkness he jumped out
And put his hand on my mouth.

Then put a knife to my throat and told me
"don't be stupid if you want to live
To me your body you will give."

She was always told: "don't put your life in harms way
And if you can - run away".
And if someone grabs you from behind
You must stomp on his foot as hard as you can
He will loosen up his hand. (which she did)

She swung her arm back as hard as she could
The pain in his crotch - he understood.
He dropped the knife and released his hold
She ran so fast - before her legs got cold.

Now there is a reason for this poem I must tell.
DON'T BE A VICTIM- RUN LIKE HELL.

I always told my daughter: to always look around
And to listen for any unfamiliar sound
Preventive medicine can always help you through
If you know just what to do.

p.s. this is just a story -but can happen

(5/9/12)

I was coming home late from a date, and did not look
To see if anyone was around or was following me.
When out of the darkness he jumped out
And put his hand on my mouth.

Then put a knife to my throat and told me
“don’t be stupid if you want to live
To me your body you will give.”

She was always told : “don’t put your life in harms way
And if you can - run away”.
And if someone grabs you from behind
You must stomp on his foot as hard as you can
He will loosen up his hand.    ( which she did)

She swung her arm back as hard as she could
The pain in his crotch - he understood.
He dropped the knife and released his hold
She ran so fast - before her legs got cold.

Now there is a reason for this poem I must tell.
     DON’T BE A VICTIM- RUN LIKE HELL.

I always told my daughter : to always look around
And to listen for any unfamiliar sound
Preventive medicine can always help you through
If you know just what to do.

p.s. this is just a story -but can happen.

(love story)

She was only 21-when her fiancés life
Was taken with a gun.
They had three years together
And life was getting so much better.
They had plans for a wedding in June
But it ended much too soon.

He had given her a long stem rose
Then he fell to one knee, and did propose.
She took the rose and with loving tender care
With her diary she would share.

She took the rose and cut the stem
And she knew his love would never end.
She knew with time this flower would wither
And die- and that it was a love between he and I.
So she got the silica gel, And preserved the
Rose very well.

She put it into a plastic bag
and vacuumed out all the air.
Then put it into her diary
Where only she could see.

They said it was a down right shame
That he was in the middle of a shootout
Between two rival gangs.
That was when he lost his life
Before she became his loving wife.

As the tears rolled down her eyes
She started to visualize
Of how her wedding day would have been
Had he not been in the wrong place
At the wrong time.
Their life would have turned out fine.

As she placed the rose upon the diary page
Growing inside of her was a sense of rage.
Why can life be so cruel, and people so full of hate?

But looking at the rose, her heart started to melt
Relieving her of all the anger she felt.
Their love for each other was “ oh so pure”
Of a happy life together she was sure.

Life can be comical, and you never know
What it will bring.
But she got pregnant doing her thing.

Then one night when she fell asleep
Into her mind he did creep
And told her these words:
Now you have three things I left behind
My love, a rose, and a child of mine.

When she awoke, she knew he did not die in vain
For he left a part of himself to relieve her pain.

She was only 21-when her fiancés life
Was taken with a gun.
They had three years together
And life was getting so much better.
They had plans for a wedding in June
But it ended much too soon.

He had given her a long stem rose
Then he fell to one knee, and did propose.
She took the rose and with loving tender care
With her diary she would share.

She took the rose and cut the stem
And she knew his love would never end.
She knew with time this flower would wither
And die- and that it was a love between he and I.
So she got the silica gel, And preserved the
Rose very well.

She put it into a plastic bag
and vacuumed out all the air.
Then put it into her diary
Where only she could see.

They said it was a down right shame
That he was in the middle of a shootout
Between two rival gangs.
That was when he lost his life
Before she became his loving wife.

As the tears rolled down her eyes
She started to visualize
Of how her wedding day would have been
Had he not been in the wrong place
At the wrong time.
Their life would have turned out fine.

As she placed the rose upon the diary page
Growing inside of her was a sense of rage.
Why can life be so cruel, and people so full of hate?

But looking at the rose, her heart started to melt
Relieving her of all the anger she felt.
Their love for each other was “ oh so pure”
Of a happy life together she was sure.

Life can be comical, and you never know
What it will bring.
But she got pregnant doing her thing.

Then one night when she fell asleep
Into her mind he did creep
And told her these words:
Now you have three things I left behind
My love, a rose, and a child of mine.

When she awoke, she knew he did not die in vain
For he left a part of himself to relieve her pain.

louis rams :

your lips as red and as sweet as cherries
and in your mouth my tongue i'll bury
then i will put my face between your breast
and give my tongue a little rest.
and as i hear the bear of your heart
then again i will start.
i'll work my way all the way down
untill i reach your magnificent mound.
a cave where a child can arrive
that is where i will dive
i will get your love juices to overflow
and you and i will be the ones who know.

They all went to their houses of worship that day
And to GOD they did pray.
Every disaster known to man
Was hitting each and every land.

People finding their lands under water
Ravaging winds, and civil disorders.
Food supplies down so low
And they had no place to go.
Stores all torn to the ground
Family and friends no where s to be found.

People being pushed to the ground
Lives being trampled and screams abound.
Panic in every nation, coping with these devastations.

People were losing hope and becoming in doubt
As to what this was all about.
Then from the church pews someone started to holler.

Most say that you are a merciful GOD
And others say you are quick to anger.
We as mere mortal men can not say
What’s in your heart day to day.

I tend to believe that you are merciful
For why would you create us in your own image
And send down your begotten son
If there was no hope for anyone?

These I know are signs from you
But you must tell us just what to do.
Is it that our fellow man
Refuses to give a helping hand
And you’ve finally taken your stand.
Not a sound or a word was heard
Just the fluttering of the wings of a bird.
All the eyes looked up to the rafters
This was the sign that they was after.
The cross of CHRIST was all aglow
Why this happened they did not know.

As fast as it appeared, it disappeared
And in their hearts they all knew
Exactly what they had to do.

So like the apostles on they went
For the feelings they had was heaven sent.
they had to spread the word of GOD
To everyone near and far.
They knew that this world needed prayer
And this love they had to share.

© L . RAMS

The spirit within

It would be quite a sin if I didn’t speak of the spirit within
This is my webpage called ‘the spirit within”
We all have that spirit waiting to be free and it’s
Within you and me.
Some may do it thru the preaching of words
So that their voices could be heard.
Others may do it through their gift of sound
And sing it to everyone that’s around.
Some may do it just like me - through
The words of poetry.
Some may do it while they pray and tell
The LORD what they have to say, and ask
His guidance from above to protect all the ones they love.

This is “ the spirit within “ so open the doors and let it in.
Many of us keep it locked up inside  looking for a place
For it to hide.
Afraid to speak thinking of what people may say
And laughing at them from day to day.
If we do not speak then no one will ever know
of  ‘The spirit within” AND that my friend is a crying sin.
© L . RAMS 090520

the sounds of thunder echoing in the sky, bolts
of lightning passing my eyes, the fears of the storm gripping my soul
making me lose all control.
where do you hide when you're in open space
another storm you have to face.
a silent prayer comes into your mind, and you lose the track of time.
when the prayer you have finished-the thunderous storm has diminished.
the skies start to clear , and the birds are singing in the air.
the squirrels running on the ground making their familiar sound.
the sound of a helicopter buzzing in your ear , giving
its reports from far and near.
the day is back to a normal pace, as a smile crosses your face
the storm is over and you are fine- it's just another day in time.
(C)  L . RAMS 070715

( story  03/14/11)

I saw a man coming down the road
Head held high, eyes were strong.
He stopped and asked of me
If he could have a bite to eat.

His clothes were all torn and tattered
I asked him what was the matter.
He looked at me and his eyes turned down
His face changed from a smile to a frown.

Hard times I have come across
I was let go by my boss
He said the times was making him downsize
And he had to let go of people to survive.
Everyone was doing the same
People losing their jobs was quite a shame.

Being a farmer who had hard times too
I knew exactly what he was going thru.
So I invited him inside to sit for a spell
For traveling these roads could really be hell.

He was given some soup to take
the chill out of his bones
And was told by the farmer that he wasn’t alone.
He was then given some dinner to eat
To this man it was quite a treat.

The farmer told him he could bathe and
stay the night - and if he wanted to leave
He could leave at first light.
He laid out some pajamas for him to wear
Even gave him some clean underwear.
The bed in the spare room was “ oh so nice”
And he slept peacefully throughout the night.
When he awoke there was breakfast on the table
Coffee, ham and eggs, and cream cheese on a bagel.
After having breakfast he felt like a new man
He looked for the farmer to shake his hand.
He thanked the farmer and asked him his name
He pointed to a wooden nameplate which said:
J. CHRISTHISSON- but some call me J.C.
He then told him he put a fresh set of clothes
On his backpack, turned around and didn’t look back.
So he put on his new clothes and out the door he went
Thinking that this man was heaven sent.
As he walked  a mile down the road
He felt guilty that he didn’t thank him properly
For being so kind to a man in need.
He ran back to the farm house and knocked at the door
To be greeted by someone he had never saw.
“I am looking for the farmer who owns this place!”
That would be me ! What can I do for you?
He said : no ! that can not be ! It was a younger
Man, not as elderly with a beard and shoulder length hair.
He gave me dinner and invited me in, let me bathe
And to have a good nights sleep, then gave
Me these clothes and breakfast to eat.
I don’t see how here you could have stayed
When my wife and I were in another county far away.
But there has been stories going around
About someone helping people when their luck was down.
As he said that - the strangers back pack fell
to the ground ,and he heard a clatter.
The man looked at him and asked what was the matter.
He opened his backpack and a wooden name plate fell to the ground
And broke in three- when he looked he could not believe what he saw.
The three parts said : J.CHRIST-HIS-SON
And a cross and rosary laid alongside with a note with one word.
                         HOPE
Now who could this man have been ?

(8/8/12)

The sweetest sound I ever heard
Was the power of his words.
He took me out of the clutches of hell
And in my heart - he does dwell.

I found myself falling down
He picked me up off the ground
wiped me off and set me down.

I recalled many of the sermons
That my preacher had said
Of how JESUS raised
LAZARUS from the dead

If he could raise him so easily
Then helping me was a breeze
So  many miracles that he had created
Left the rabbi’s  devastated.

But more than the rabbi’s devastation
I had become so elated- that I was picked
Up in my hour of weakness and despair
“Showing me that the LORD does care.”

He cares about all that believe in him
Including the ones who had sinned
He has no preference to age or gender
If to him your heart you will surrender.

                BELIEVE

                                                 ©L.RAMS

It does not matter!!!
For every soldier living or dead
Is a hero in my head.
It doesn’t matter whether they was on the front lines
Fighting the war- or in the back lines working at S-4 (supplies)
They all contributed in some way
To keep our freedom safe from day to day.
The army, air force, navy, marines
In our battles they are seen.
Men, women, both alike fighting to keep us safe at night.
They joined the military so that our country could be free
And to protect you and me.
The medics who struggle to keep us alive
Not knowing if we’ll live or die.
From the cooks who supply us with the food we eat
Which may have been your neighbor from down the street?
Everyone had a job to do, and every one followed through.
You don’t have to be with a rifle in your hand
It doesn’t make you LESS of a woman or a man.
We are covering each other’s backs
Now tell me!! What can be better than that!
So I honor all of them – for they are my brothers and sisters till the end.
                   “FREEDOM ISN’T   FREE “

(12/15/12)

As the nation weeps today for the twenty
Angels which were taken away
We also weep for their families and friends
For this pain will never end.

Sitting in their classrooms with thoughts
And hopes and dreams of the holidays
In came a sick person  to wipe their dreams away.

We will never know what went thru his mind that day
To take away innocent lives in such a brutal way.
It is true that god has given us free will
But why go to a school and these children he kills.

Let us not forget the adults also who gave
Their lives trying to protect the children
On this day -For them also we do pray.

Tears fill my eyes and pains fill my heart
And their names , ages, or genders
We may not know or remember
But to them our hearts and love
We do surrender.

So fly my little cherubs, and take the angels hands
For you are going to gods promised land
Where there is no suffering, wars or pain
And gods love is the what remains.
                   (12/14/12)

( 9/7/12 )

If you see my heart laying on the ground
Would you pick it up, and then put it down?

Or would you hold it softly like a butterfly
In your hand, and would you caress
it gently and say you understand.

Would you feel the beat that gently pounds away
Or would you just leave it for someone else
Who may come this way.

Would you look at the heart to see if it’s
Been damaged or hurt
Or would you love it and give it a brand new birth.

It may only be a heart, but it’s the blood
That flows thru its veins and gives it life.

And this may be the heart of your
Husband or your wife.

Pick up my heart and hold it to the light
For GOD  had given me this
As the ultimate sacrifice.

He gave it to us all, just so that
We could see - that he is always
There protecting this part of you and me.

My heart is not just to give life
But to show life, and all of its beauties
That it can create
So treat it gently before it’s much too late.

© L . RAMS

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my heart is a temple holding all the secrets of this sinner
where there is only one winner.
i'm a sinner who has won at every turn, and so many lessons to be learned
how does an old fox change his ways, when there is so many plays.
so many sheep for the slaughter, and the field is getting broader.
oh !  i love the sheep so young and fair, who strut around without a care.
always thinking " it can't happen to me "but this old fox they do not see.
i get them while they're in their prime- they try to think but don't have time
this old foxx is about to leave its lair- so you young sheep ' YOU BEST BEWARE "
(c) L . RAMS 070715

(3/28/13)
You was out on the streets at such a young age
Because of what you went through, you felt so ashamed
You ask yourself: “was it something that I had done? ”
“Did I hurt anyone? “
Why I was physically and sexually abused at such a young age?
Is this an adult stage?
So many questions going through your mind
Keeping you thinking all the time.
Who can I turn to? Where can I go? Will it ever change? I don’t know!
My heart and mind are bursting to be free, and it is something I do foresee!
Living in the streets with predators all around – no safe place can be found.
Pimps and human traffickers are waiting on the streets
Offering them shelter and something to eat.
Taking advantage of the situation they’re in
And knowing fully that they will win.
Hunger and fear rule their minds, to the point that they become blind.
This is the advantage point that these predators need
And on their weaknesses they do feed.
You ran away from home because of the abuse and pain
To find out on the streets it’s still the same.
Thoughts and realizations are in your mind
And to be free will take time.
But with determination you move ahead
And your fears you can put to bed.
You must now help the others by showing them the way
Cause on the streets they cannot stay.

(02/25/12)

The word three and why it means so much to me:
Have you ever really thought about the three?
And how it can affect you and me.

How it has been passed down thru time
And helped people see who were going blind
And who could not see what was in front of them
Even when it was a relative or friend.

Let me just put things in the perspective
That has entered my mind, and has been
There for a very long time.

#1) the father , the son , the holy ghost
#2) the three nails in both hands and feet
#3) the three kings at the birth of CHRIST
#4) land , sea , sky
#5)man , woman ,child
#6) heaven , hell , purgatory

How many other threes can you think of
That has been given to us from above ?

My other thing that is and always will be in my mind
Is how I end my poetry with FAITH, HOPE , LOVE

So to all my friends who may read my write
Take the plunge, take the plight
And see if I am wrong or right.

Faith, hope, love

this came into my mind while i was working.

The roar of the crowd started to settle
And the smoke started to clear, and in the
Middle of the arena “stood one man”
He was not a giant of a man as you may think
However, all his enemies lay at his feet
The enemies with all the weapons known to man
Had fallen to the ground under his hand.
He was not a gladiator skilled in the arts of war
And self-defense, and did not have the strength
Or hair of SAMPSON or strength of HERCULES.
Yet he had more followers than SPARTACUS
Could ever imagine.
If you was to take all of his followers and put
Them on a battlefield, they would cover entire continents.
Who was this man who had so much power?
His name is JESUS!
His words and his followers can bring nations
To a complete standstill, and yet he was only a carpenter
Born the son of GOD.
Out of the smoke rose three champions with JESUS
They was LOVE, HOPE, AND FAITH
And on the ground laid hate, hopelessness
Lie and deceit – against JESUS they could not compete.
Now when you feel like you have been on a battlefield
And the smoke starts to clear – look for JESUS
He is always near

When I was a child I climbed the tallest tree that I could find
To see all the beauties that GOD left behind.
I've never been to any snow capped mountain
Or ever climbed the highest peak
But he shows me words and lays them at my feet.

I see the baseball field where my friends and I would play
And I see the patch of grass where my head would lay.
I see myself laying there as the world passes by
Counting every cloud that's high up in the sky.

I feel the summer breeze as it passes through my hair
Ever so gentle- much more than I could bare.
I climbed up higher at least sixty feet above the ground
Just so I could hear all those familiar sounds.

The birds singing tunes to delight the ears
Wiping away all those childish fears.
I gazed across the park taking in all the sights
Watching younger children in the sprinklers
Jumping with delight.

I felt myself getting light headed, but not because of the height
But because of the words which I knew I could not fight.
So I climbed down from the tree, and said a little prayer
For the words he had given me
I knew that I must share.

This was my first inkling for what was in store for me
That was when I knew- I had to write poetry

My love for you cannot be put in words.
For how can you stop the wind from blowing
The rain from falling, and the sun
from ceasing to shine.
How can you stop  the ocean tides from pounding
Against the shore.
How can you stop my heart from beating anymore.

For if love is to be-as life itself
It must reach all horizons, all depths, all distances.
No matter how far or how long.

I would stretch my hands out to the heavens up above
To show the lord how deep my love.

Even when we‘re  far apart.
You will always have my heart.

You are more than life to me.
You are my hopes, my dreams, my fantasies.
And if this world was to cease to exist.
My love will live beyond this time
Until you are finally mine.

.



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My head was up in the clouds
No daylight to be found.
White and gray clouds  covered my sight
I could not see for my mind was in flight.
I looked all around and all I could see
Was the clouds covering me.

I felt like I was in a plane
And all the passengers seeing the same.

So I know I’m not the only one
Who feels this way
Millions of people go through this
From day to day.

It doesn’t matter to you what
The others are going through
Just that it’s happening to you.
You don’t like this feeling
of being up in the air
And with others your thoughts
You can not share.
Is this a sign of dementia or Alzheimer’s
Disease ,And can I set myself free.
They say “ the mind is a terrible thing to lose”
It is not something that we choose.
Will I forget my loved ones
And everything that’s around
Will I stumble and fall to the ground.

Right now we still have our faculties
But for how long will that be?
So let us continue to write while we can
For tomorrow we can not plan.
Write everything that you think
See and feel, for in the future
Your mind may reel.
Head up in the clouds? Who is to say.
Until the medical fields find a better way.

To dream the dream that dreamers dream
Of life, love, and everything in between
To dream of how love should be
And how we would like it to be.
To dream of fairy tale dreams
Always with a happy endings, and finding faults
And trying to mend it.
To see a world where only love reins free
And no more heart aches and pains, and misery.
To see a world of illnesses erased, and wars are
Just a word that we face.
A world where there is no human ******* or
Enslavement of any kind.
A world where children can play in the sand
And walk home hand in hand.
A world where there is no bitterness or hate
It’s all left outside the gate.
To dream the dream that poets do
Where all these dreams can come true.
What a beautiful life it would be
If we could live in harmony.
Ahh ! but to enter the mind of a poet
And see all that they see , and dream the dream
That dreamers dream , and see life through
The eyes of a child – WOULDN’T THAT BE WILD!
It is so much easier to love than to hate
If we just have some faith.

(6/13/13)
You ask me to prove my love to you
I have to laugh!  For how can I pull the sun?
The moon, the stars from the skies
And stop the oceans from beating against the shores
As my heart loves you more.
How can I stop the rains from coming down?
Or ask the rivers to stop their flow
For I know not – which way they go!
How can I get the birds to sing their happy songs?
While with you I walk along, feeling the pulse in your hand
As my heart goes to a promised land.
A land where only love dwells
As it casts its magic spell.
How can I prove my love for you? It’s not that easy to do!
But I will show you the best that I can
Just hold on to my hand.
You will fly with me to places you’ve never been before
As I open up every door.
You’ll see the dazzling lights that love can bring
And the love songs that the angels sing.
You’ll see the beauties of the mountain tops
And the flowing rivers that never stop.
We’ll fly thru the valleys and watch the water falls
Cascading to the rivers below, and the rainbow all aglow.
I will fly you across rivers and streams
And show you sights you’ve never seen.
All of these just to prove my love for you
Just so you could see my heart is forever true.
     This is how much I love you!

© L . RAMS

I came home from work late that day.
I wanted to get under the covers and slip away.
I took my shower, then had a bite to eat
Took some aspirins, then rubbed my feet.
I climbed into bed then closed my eyes
Then into a hypnotic trance I did fly.

I found myself floating high in the air
All my worries seemed to disappear.
I seen myself back at heavens gate
Asking ST. PETER if I was late.

I saw the guardian angels with their
Wings enclosed in their backs
Waiting for the ones who had passed away
Leading them to their judgment day.

I saw the cherubs frolicking and laughing
With the creatures of the land
While children with the sea animals
playing in the sand.

I saw the bright lights floating in the air
Paved roads all crystal clear.
I saw all the birds in flight
Children screaming with delight.
MAN OH MAN ! WHAT A BEAUTIFUL SIGHT

There were waterfalls, rivers, and streams
    What a fantastic scene.
There is never any darkness in the heavens above
For the lights around us , come from our love.
Every heart, every soul radiating its own light
And colors which emit a glow
And of this I did not know.
The path, the road that led to my LORD, my KING
Was paved with gold, with diamonds
with emeralds and rings.
All the riches in the world laying at my feet
But none of that was of interest to me.
I just wanted to see the face of my KING.

I looked at his face and a sense of exhilaration
came over me, and I knew that my soul was free.
I heard myself screaming in my bed.
MY LORD. MY GOD, take me away
For with you is where I want to stay.

You can look into my eyes and travel
It to the depths of my soul
A beauty which will never grow old.
I will not only tell you I love you
I will show you I love you.
Follow the pulsating blood through my veins
Taking you to my soul.
Once in my soul you will see, that the love
We have for each other, was meant to be.
You’ll see the fireworks exploding in my heart
As you would a  shooting star across the sky.
For this love would never die.
My love courses through my veins
Like the rivers that course thru the lands.
The beauties are enjoyed by everyone
Wanting to touch it and travel its never ending course.
But you are the captain of this ship
And you can go to any destiny your heart desires.
Travel my veins to my head, just so that you can see
My thoughts, emotions, my memories.
As the stars are to the sky, the moon to the earth
The sun to the land, giving new life birth.
You are the days, the nights, the food to my soul
And you are the one , that I long to hold.
If you tire of the travel and would like to
Give my heart a test.
I will be there , to put your heart to rest.

this is for the two moonlights high above who have touched the world with their love
a brother and sister who are beyond compare and their stories they're willing to share. it started off as a story of no hope and despair until a young girl showed that she cared. she picked up off the streets took him home and gave him something to eat.let him take a shower and put fresh clothes on his back, and his condition she didn't attack. she asked no questions about his past , and never told him that her kindness would not last. it seems that there is a plan that GOD has in mind and you will only know when he says its time.
LOVE, FAITH, HOPE

I saw this sister with her hands folded in prayer
With tears rolling down her face, not knowing I was there.
I heard her words so softly spoken saying:
“Dear GOD “I give you my heart and soul
So that you can make this sinner once again whole.
Like a sheep I have strayed and lost my way
And with you is where I want to stay!
I must join your flock once again
So that I can be with family and friends.
The world out there is bitter and cold and wolves all around
Waiting for me to let my guard down.
They say a sinner’s life could be joyous and fun
But I was never told- my life would be undone.
Lead I back LORD I pray- from your side I will not stray.
While listening to her I recalled why I came
Cause in my heart I was feeling the same.
I sat down beside her and she knew right away
She reached for my hand and we began to pray.
There was a feeling of relief that filled the air
And our lives with GOD we knew we’d share.
It was two sinner hearts that had gone astray
And through prayer we found our way.

I am over 2000 years old, and I am still honored today
People still call me as they kneel down to pray.
I have not changed in all that time
I can still cure the sick , the lame , the blind.
Faith can go a very long way, and I will listen when you pray.

When you think that the devils got a hold on you
I’ll be there, I know just what to do.
Everyone has a destiny that they must fulfill
It is in the masters book, it is GODS will.
Every life must touch another for us to be whole
It’s part of our destinies, and part of our goal.

We all have a cross that we must bear
But with my father I was able to share.
He gave me the strength that I needed most
It came from THE FATHER, THE SON, THE HOLY GHOST.
I spread the words that he had given to me
And it has lasted thru this eternity.

I called out to my FATHER, before I took my last breath
And the skies above became black as can be
That was when I filled my destiny.
Thousands upon thousands have died in my name
Was their lives worth it, or was it in vain?
They was put here to spread the word
Words that on deaf ears were not heard.
For all did not believe that I died that day
But yet in my tomb, I did lay.

Now I leave this question to you: if I did not exist,
who would you turn to?

(1/14/13)

the unborn child still in the womb hoping to come out real soon
it senses its mother is thinking to abort
then its existence would have been much too short.
it tries to scream ti its mother:
i know that i;m not fully developed and that you can not see
how beautiful with me your life will be.

i can not understand as why a gift from God
you would want to end
is this becoming the latest trend?
you have yet to see me , to look at my face
you think you'll have another one to take my place!

what if i was the only one destined to be given to you
then regrets you will have your whole life thru.
does life mean so little to you
because you're in doubt and don't know what to do.

all i ask is the same opportunity that you've been given
when your mother thought that your life was worth living.

please don't classify me as a mistake
for when you open up your eyes it may be too late.
                   (C) L . RAMS

(3/9/12)

So many uniforms worn in this life, and inside them
You’ll find your loved ones -your soul mate
Son , daughter, husband , or wife.

Firemen , policemen , nurses , and military too
They all have a job to do.
And as you look at them with pride
You thank god they’re by your side.

The uniform does not make the person
But the person makes the uniform.
Because in it they pour the heart and soul
And it’s there where they belong.

The firemen and women who run into  a burning house
The cop who goes into the line of fire
The nurse who held their hand on you to stop the bleeding
And of course the military soldier
Who protects our country day and night
And will give up their lives in a fight.

Yet we do not stop and say:
“Thank you for all that you do
I am very proud to know you.”
Their uniforms are just their shells
And at times they go thru hell.

But there is a person who never wore a uniform
But created all of them who wear it.
He is all these people rolled into one
He is “GODS SON”.

He made these uniforms so that we can see their worth
And it was given to them from their birth.
So many uniforms to show what we do
But it doesn’t show the inner you.
This uniform is seen only by god
It is called the human heart.
This uniform can not be replaced
by anything on this earth
For it was given by god at our birth.

We  can be as beautiful or as vicious
As any animal on this earth, or as
Soft and sensitive as the most delicate flower
This is given to us from the lords powers.

Let us rejoice in what he has given
And make this life “ worth living”.
                                                 © L.Rams

(01/11/12)

How do you describe marriage?
It’s hard to define ! And even harder
To put it into verse and rhyme.

So many descriptions and explanations
Which make it hard to choose
I guess I have to put myself into a mood.

Marriage is the joining of two hearts into one
Like when the moon meets the sun.
One welcomes the other into their heart and soul
A beauty such as this is hard to behold.

If I could one day shoot across the sky
You would be by my side.
I’d climb upon that shooting star
And our love would travel far.

People would look up to the sky
And be able to see you and I.
Our love would be spoken of in all
Corners of the world as the universal love
There can be no greater love
Than our love for each other.

For the steps of love is not hard to do
You just have to follow through,
And give each other a helping hand
And find a ground on which to stand.
And once you have accomplished this
You’ll know that you been blessed
From above -with this eternal love.

she was so young and mistook infatuation for love
and to her boyfriend she gave herself freely.
to her shock and gloom -a child was in her womb.
she told her boyfriend of what she discovered.
to hear him say 'it must be from another'
i am too young to marry
this problem you'll have to carry.

her friends turned their backs in dismay
they did'nt know just what to say.
when she told her family-they responded coldly.
' why did you make this mistake-now its far too late.
love is not the opening of your thighs.
now you'll have to hide that baby which you carry inside.'

abandoned by friends and family, when they were needed most.
she kneeled and prayed to the FATHER, SON, AND HOLY GHOST.
she recalled the words which were told to her.
'abort or abandon'
is this what you have to say?
but! my child there is no other way!

in her heart she knew that it 'could not be'
that god wanted her to abandon this baby
so with determination she began to pack
she would go elsewhere-there was no turning back.

she knew that she did not have enough education
to do what she wanted to do.
but she promised this child that
'i'll make a life for me and you'

sitting at a bus stop-bags in her hand.
she met this woman all dressed in blue with soft tender eyes.
she told her -her story, and then began to cry.
this woman put her arm around her and said
'fret not my child-you can stay with me for a while.'
with hope in her heart-she went with this lady.

found a job and continued with school.
and promised herself that no one else would
take her for a fool.

nine months later she did give birth
to a baby girl with beautiful blue eyes, and her skin so white.
and above her head was a shining bright light.
so she named her after this woman who took her in.
i'll name you Mary with the beautiful white skin.

time went by quickly and graduate she did.
she gave this child the love that was always in her heart
and her career became a very big part.
she thanked God for this lady who gave her -her start.
this beautiful lady with a kind tender heart.

the years passed quickly and mary started to grow
more beautiful than you'll ever know'
she came home from work on a cold snowy day
to find that lady mary had passed away.
she honored this lady the best way she could.

by opening her home to ***** mothers and anyone
in despair'
and named this home 'marys lair'.
and now when she tells the story she says
'mother mary always dressed in blue
my doors are open because of you'

so always keep faith in your heart and mind.
God listens! it just takes time.

louis rams

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(01/10/12)

So many of my brothers and sisters are traveling this road
What’s expected is really unknown.
Death and destruction all around
Gunfire is the only sound.

War is really a living hell
Especially when you find out
Your best friend fell.
Innocent children sitting in the debris
Asking “ what’s going to happen to me?’
We have the technology to send people into space
What’s going on with the human race?
There is fear etched on every child s face.

Why don’t we use the brains that we’ve been given
To find peace and keep on living.
Wars have been going on since the beginning of man
Why can’t we search for peace?
What’s to understand !

There are insects and bugs, such as ants and bees
Who is in charge by their queen.
They have armies which they control
And they’re used to maintain their environment
In which they live, and do not use them for war.
So why can’t we follow their lead and settle our scores.

We **** other human beings to feel alive
Animals **** just to survive .
We say that they are the animals
So I guess we must be the beast
For on others miseries we do feast.
We fight for land, and we fight for power
Then what will happen in our final hours
Will we fight the temptation
to beg for our salvation.

(7/2/12)

They came back from the war as  defiant as can be
As if they had a split personality.
Tragedies had opened up the doors
To many things they never saw before.

Seeing homeless children roaming the streets
Women who didn’t listen - would get beat.
Terrorist groups killing their own
Pipe bombs planted , ready to be blown.

Civilians scattering all around
Dead bodies laying on the ground.
Men , women and children in the square
On their knees saying their prayers
But to a terrorist they don’t care.

Don’t they realize that life must change
Nothing ever stays the same.
Families being torn apart
As death tears at their hearts.

Natural causes **** millions of people every day
Why are we letting war lead the way?
No matter what name for GOD you may use
When it comes to war - we all lose.

Look at the hospitals in a war zone
Children left with no skin and broken bones
People have lost many a limb
The war is getting worse - it looks grim.

YES !AMERICA  has lots of imperfections
But people look to us for protection.
Our soldiers After seeing all the atrocities
They come back defiant as can be
To try to change the course of history.

(7/2/12)

They came back from the war as defiant as can be
As if they had a split personality.
Tragedies had opened up the doors
To many things they never saw before.

Seeing homeless children roaming the streets
Women who didn't listen - would get beat.
Terrorist groups killing their own
Pipe bombs planted, ready to be blown.

Civilians scattering all around
Dead bodies laying on the ground.
Men, women and children in the square
On their knees saying their prayers
But to a terrorist they don't care.

Don't they realize that life must change
Nothing ever stays the same.
Families being torn apart
As death tears at their hearts.

Natural causes **** millions of people every day
Why are we letting war lead the way?
No matter what name for GOD you may use
When it comes to war - we all lose.

Look at the hospitals in a war zone
Children left with no skin and broken bones
People have lost many a limb
The war is getting worse - it looks grim.

YES! AMERICA has lots of imperfections
But people look to us for protection.
Our soldiers After seeing all the atrocities
They come back defiant as can be
To try to change the course of history.

louis rams

Was he a child?                (NARRATED 7/9/10)

I was feeling down and out depressed and in despair
My chest was feeling tight My mind up in the air
Like so many others I was living from week to week
I was all the way down to my lowest peak.

Nothing seemed to console me, so I decided to take a walk.
Sat on a park bench when with me, a child started to talk.
        What’s wrong mister? You look like you lost your best friend.
But don’t you worry, for soon it will end.

Its just like when I play baseball, and I want to hit a home run
And when I don’t do it, I feel like getting a gun.
My coach always tells me that I can’t  always hit a home run.
As long as I get on base, that’s all that has to be done.

I looked at this child, he had a big smile on his face
He took me back- to another time, another place.
        Well I’ve got to run mister to meet my family
For they are always there to hug and comfort me.

I thought: now here is a child with wisdom
Who seems to know more than me.
How is this possible? How can it be?

I turned to thank him and to tell him to have a nice day
But he was gone, he just slipped away.
I got up off the bench and looked all around
But he was not in sight, and nowhere to be found.

I felt a sense of freedom, like a burden taken off of me
For all those cares and worries, no longer bothered me.

                 WAS HE A CHILD?

I look around in total awe from the mountains to the shores
From the rivers – oh so deep! To the highest mountain peak
From the forests to the desert plains, waiting for gods soothing rain.
The rains, which are, needed for salvation of all of gods creations.
Without this water he provides, nothing on this earth could survive!
WATER! More precious than diamonds, silver or gold
Yet it is something in your hand you cannot hold.
This is the liquid food that we need. This is the liquid from which we feed.
We tend to forget all the things this GOD given gift gives to us
Such as the plants that grow in the ground, and all the animals
That are around, the birds that fly in the sky
This is provided to you and I.
Everything in life has something to do with water in one way or another
Just look around and you will see it is true – GOD has given this to me and you.
Every time I go fishing in the ocean, river, stream or lake
I give thanks for the fish I take, and when I am outside
And the sweat pouring down, my bottle of water is always found.
That long gulp of water quenching your thirst
To give you that energetic burst.
ARE’NT YOU THIRSTY NOW?