Oh ye fair ones
Those whom we have called daughters and sons
Wars, pestilence, and famines
Have destroyed so many lives

The beauty of each loved ones face
Now moulder in a shallow grave
Unmarked
Unconsecrated

Even now, another war rages
In a land that has known wars throughout the ages
Women and children who seek only to live
Are forced to fight just to survive

Seekers of peace are forced to flee
For all the world to see
None come to their aid
Because of the attacking soldiers raid

A dismal day, a new era we've seen unfold
Weeping and wailing, all this destruction must we behold
Today, the world has no empathy
Because there is a love for blood, thus pure apathy

How we used to greet each other
Only now we yell and shout at our brother
All we hear is the word, ******
Guns, knives, and bombs without number

Refugee tents creating new towns
Kids are waking to a life without playgrounds
Air sirens and airstrikes fill their world
Some'll never get to see their nation's flag unfurled

Why must we be living in a world full of hate?
A world at peace should we create
So our fair ones can live life to the greatest extent
And thus their sons and daughters won't grow up to a life of death and discontent

Written by:
Jason Cheney
May 2022

If you have ever looked into a mirror
It can't be any clearer

The image displayed is of yourself
It is in high definition of one's spiritual self

It is one directional from this side
Though sometimes we can part the divide

If we could only peer through
We would see everything so pure and true

If we only knew how thin is this veil
The sight of loved ones to our eyes would it reveal

We would greet each person with such joy
Being in their presence is something we would enjoy

Our loved ones, us, do they see
Grateful that the Resurrection, for all, is free

God's plan of happiness
Is made for each of us

We part this veil when upon this Earth we are born
We part it again as we leave this mortal's sojourn

As we step through the veil into the spirit world
Our spirits now set free are unfurled

We are only a handbreadth away from this mortal life
As suddenly, we find ourselves in the afterlife

That being said, there is life after death
Another step in our journey after taking that last shallow breath

We'll wait for the coming of the Lord
And through Him, each will receive his due reward

When in our perfected bodies,  we will once again part the veil
And know that God and His Son did prevail.

Written by:
Jason Cheney

When all heck shall break free
There will be nothing left, you'll see
It's all because of a simple word: me, me, me

We'll see sadness all around
Ranting and raving will be a constant sound
Our tears, the ground they'll pound

Unholy and frightening scenes will appear
Ghastly sights will our horrified eyes mirror
Our deepfelt inner terror

The bondsman coming for us
Our normal lives cut short with abruptness
Overwhelming chaos and madness

Life spinning out of control
I try grabbing onto a pole
But there's no one who'll console

This anguish in my heart
We could have stopped this atrocity when it did start
If we had all done our part

Our pearls before swine have we thrown
Searching for relief as we've run
Nary a sign of anyone

Such infinite events will unfold
Earthquakes, eruptions, pestilences, and wars will we behold
Our children can not be consoled

Weeping and wailing all around
Faith, hope, and charity can't be found
Until the trumpet of God shall sound

Christ unto all the world will appear
And the world throughout will give ear
All knees will bow, and His name we will revere

It is asked, "Wherein came these wounds in thy side and hands?"
Justice for an eternal law then demands
That only Christ will govern these lands

Christ, the Prince of Peace
Zion will be His masterpiece
All wars and contentions will suddenly cease

As He begins His millennial reign
A thousand years without pain
Triumph over evil will He attain

For Christ will rule supreme
His people, He has come to redeem
If before Him, we are found pure and clean

Written by:
Jason Cheney
February 19-22, 2022

Hath no man called upon thee?
While walking upon Earth's highway

Desperate to find the answers to life's many questions
Far too many people have their own opinions

Looking and searching until life is no longer fun
Clouds and rain do overshadow the heat from the sun

Emptiness within me while in a crowded room
The bitterness, the gall of despair, which over me doth loom

Hatred, anger, bitterness, doth fill my life
All I've ever wanted was a world without strife

Yet I have found nary a place to rest
To unburden my weary head from all the unrest

Happiness to me is an unknown
For I have traveled these many roads, all alone.

Written by:
Jason Cheney
April 17, 2022

The passing of time
Feelings so sublime

Such emotional moments
My heart and soul quicken at the thoughts

Reflections upon my beloved grandparents
And now my older, dear parents

My whole life flashing before my eyes
Years it seems, for which my heart cries

For the lost friends and colleague
Each precious second lost cause me grief and fatigue

The heartache and tears
Death with all its fears

The eternal circle of life
Oftentimes full of pain and strife

I dream of days long past
A mortal's life that will never last

Laughter, giggling, and storytelling
Never again will we see you smiling

Carefree banter while in our homeroom classes
Without a care of future consequences

Simple happiness is so fleeting
Just as the days of our youth continue advancing

You and me, we still imagine ourselves as teenagers
The fountain of Eternal Youth would give us all the answers

Well we now have grown old
Which includes a bit of mold

All we have left now are our memories
Of countless birthdays and anniversaries

So let's rattle our old bones
Amidst all our grumbles and groans

And raise our aching, tired body up
To the doctor's office for that needed follow-up

Written by:
Jason Cheney
April 1-12, 2022

Christ, upon the cross looking so forlorn
To this I could have sworn
Seeing that His feet were so worn

He spent the night in Gethsemane
I will proudly kneel before Him upon bended knee
How could they so casually nail him to that tree?

His blood, for me, the earth has it stained
The remnants of his garments were completely bloodstained
Nailed upon that wooden cross, his hands and feet were pierced for me, He softly proclaimed

My heartfelt cry, my Lord, my God
I will forever hold to the iron rod
Please, just glance at me and give me the nod

For thee, I would give my life
Your pain so visible, it cuts me like a knife
Because of thee, though I die, I will yet be alive

My heart, my soul to Thee I owe
The seeds of righteousness thou didst so tenderly sow
I would not forsake thee, no, not even at the rooster’s crow

Upon the waters of Galilee
I stood next to thee
And watched as Peter, for help, did plea

These words didst thou utter: Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani, while hanging there upon that cross
These people have rejected me, this world full of dross
Sadly, it will be to their great loss

Lord, I do miss thee
Since the day thou wast nailed to that horrible tree
In the very depths of my soul is found my unshakable testimony

With thee I have trod
Throughout this lifetime of misery, I continue to plod
Thou wilt forever remain my glorious, eternal God

I for thee would have hung
Praises to thee I have sung
Hot tears falling down my cheeks have they stung

Till thou dost call to me from above
Perhaps I’ll see thee in the form of a dove
Saying come back to me and feel of my great love

Until then, I shall worship thee all day long
Hopefully that day you'll not prolong
For with thee I so belong

I look forward to the day when I’ll run into thy embrace
I for thee have run my race
My Mediator, before God the Father, will mercifully state my case

My shout for joy, I fall at thy feet
At thy table, I can see my seat
For all to hear, my songs of praise I shall forever repeat

Soon shall for everyone to see
The honor I give thee upon bended knee
For having saved thy brother, yes, even me.

Written by:
Jason Cheney
My Testimony of my Saviour and my God
November 17, 2020
1 Peter 2:21-22, 24

The most sacred of all things under heaven is a family
People will come for miles to celebrate you see
A temple marriage sends everyone jumping for joy
The Melchizedek priesthood within the temple, we do employ

A blessing of children sealed for eternity
In the sanctity of the temple is where we hold this special ceremony
Being linked for generations: past, present, and future
The sealing powers of heaven this couple will it hold together, forever.

Written by:
Jason Cheney
November 12, 2020