"housetop" poems
I am sitting in front of your new home
Little water drops
Drips inside
You are the pearl
In four brown walls
Flowers on your housetop
Mar 25, 2019
Mar 25, 2019 at 2:50 AM UTC
Light conquers darkness and brings about a new day
A change of mind a change of time a change of mankind
Reasons to believe seasons to recieve
Rise above and percieve overcome and achieve
People being humiliated modern day segregation
Reputations arradicated in need of a destination
Hearts and minds pierce the skies
Part the clouds and ask God why
But answers comes in a pace and sometimes slow
Why the heck we born in the first place if this is how we gotta go
Sufferings and struggles hardships and troubles
Sisters against brothers fathers against mothers
The strong rewarded the weak covered
Shackled in ******* social injustice
Reality brings about change all things change
Life becomes a game rain brings pain
Snares and options prayers and promises
The flares are launching down the dungeons
Embeded in a state of mind breaded to overcome hardtimes
Headed for the sunrise bled from a certain bloodline
Vikings and alliance titans and giants
Spirits dying minds rising
Full of hope full of pain in my mind all things change
But will i survive this game the question still remains the same
The battle is not for the weak nor for the strong
Wisdom is a gift the mind is its home
They say that i will never make it never achieve
The odds are against me but im still believing
Today i shall suffer tommorrow is a mystery
If i pray before the trumphets i shall overcome with victory
Let these words be heard before the mighty throne
Let peace be subperb enough to live long
Move the housetop and part the sky
I surrdender my heart and free my mind
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 3:34 AM UTC
St. Mark II. 5.
Away! away! We have work to do---
See ye these palsied limbs, this ghastly face ?
Open, dull crowd, and let a sick man through----
Pity our friend, the last of his race.
What? no man yield an inch ?
Quick ! up the stairs
That climb upon the housetop !
He is there----
God is not deaf to any loving prayers,
Away, thou busy devil, with despair.
Leapt the four friends along the roof,
And tore rafter and tile away with Trembling hands----
Sinks down the sick man's couch
Upon the floor, where in an upper
room the Saviour stands.
He looked upon the torture of those eyes,
He read the silent anguish of that heart---
Be of good good cheer.'
His spirit in him dies
Forgiven are Thy sins.'
'My Lord, depart.'
Fell down the weeping four, and kissed His feet---
' Ah ! never did we know a Lord like Thee---
Hide thou our friend in some serene retreat,
Where he may fling my sin's in memory'---
' Nay, back again at home,' the Master said---
' Take up thy bed, memorial of thy sin,
Among thy loved ones, who had dreamt thee dead,
New work for Me, in faith and love,
begin.'
And art Thou still the same, Lord ? May we feel that Thou wilt hear us for each stricken friend
When from the crowd by secret stairs we steal,
O ! wilt Thou meet us at the toilsome end ?
Lost friends, so far away on land or sea,
Wanderers o'er topic plain, or desert snow,
Our love shall rest on God's eternity,
And follow those we love where'er they go.
Each soldier, shielded by a mother's prayer,
Shall face the column's walk of series steel,
Each ****** swaying 'mid the murky air,
A father's blessing shall around him feel.
Christ ! be as kind to us, whose prayers arise,
By day and night for friends on land or sea----
We bring them to Thy feet----
Do not despise
A guilty sinner's loving agony !
Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 12:18 AM UTC