Part II ~Into Accredited Distance Learning Popular Program University World~

Strife

Strife, with all its oppressing strength,
Tries us every living day,
Until finally we, at length,
Wonder if God has gone away.
No, God's love will never come undone!
He would Atlanta Front Lace Wig forsake even one.
He gave us His one and only Son,
That we may be saved, and the war won!

Of Dreams and Ambitions

From the day Engine Honda Replacement soul
Is pulled from the Guff
To inhabit its 70-year hull,
Are its Dreams and Innocence not enough
To succeed,
And to heed
God's plan
For man?

Yet, do not the cares of the world
Eventually depress the soul
With their harsh conditions?
Into the void our innocence is hurled,
So our dreams we must hold on to,
And begin to form into ambitions.

In using our new-found experience,
Do we not realize our ambitions,
Formed from innocent dreams,
And once again realize innocence?

Castle of Bones

I built a castle of bones
From my closet of skeletons;
A life of unreleased regrets,
A life of unpaid debts.

Take a one way trip to despair
Inside these castle walls,
Forgotten years of bloody tears
Inside these ancient halls.

Antiquity

A book unopened,
Covered with dust.
A knife unsharpened,
Covered with rust.

A door shut tight,
Covered with cracked paint.
A room dark as night,
Covered with years of taint.

Renovation

A Renovation,
An Innovation,
From Antiquity
To Equity,
Bleaching the bloodstains away.

Room by room,
Tomb by tomb,
Lighting up my gloom
And scaring my monsters away.

No more regrets...
Time to pay my debts...
Time to place my bets
That I will succeed one day;

And when the night yields to day,
I re-enter the fray,
But there are still shades of gray,
And I pray God would light my way.

Lucid

I. Stomping ground.
Traversing the rural fringes
Of urban reality,
Haunting the spirits
With lamps and curious minds.

II. Marble city.
I know when you were born and died,
But I want to see beyond the moss
On your gravestone.
Who were you in life?

III. Cathedral.
I go back in time as I brush webs of dust
From the stained glass window,
Wondering what secrets this
Old church buried with its dead.

IV. Esoteric.
As stained as memory,
This old window yet reflects light
Like the sermons once held
In the holy hall.

Of Light and Dark

What are you thinking
As you crawl through the darkness?
Do you even realize
That you're crawling through darkness?

Faith and prayers
Are your only hope
In this hopeless place.

The flickering candle flame
Of your spirit
Should light a small path
As you stumble towards destiny;
Pray that God would guide your way.

The great light of countless souls
Converging towards a common cause,
A strong, spiritual, sacred cause,
Would help to dispel the shroud
And lift the veil
Upon many of our souls
And help us on our way
To finding salvation.

As we trudge through this
Murkiest of swamps,
Holding our
Softly glowing lanterns
On high
To peer into the void of
Fog and phosphor,
We should follow the path
Laid out for us
By the Eternal Lighthouse
Of the Holy Spirit,
And believe in God with all our hearts,
And follow His Word,
And go to dwell with Him
When He calls all those that are His
To walk the golden streets of Heaven
And rejoice in the Spirit Forever-more!

Midnight Musings

In so many ways
Might I describe the
Eerie,
Illuminated,
Calm,
Darksome,
Yet thought-provoking
Realm of night.

Even as the
Blanket of Business China S Calm
Envelops
And Enraptures
Our side of the planet
And Reveals
Mother Earth's
Hidden, sentimental beauty and
Inspiring, glorious view of
The Heavens,
Do we not also cover ourselves
In a shadowy calm of introspection,
And reveal our own hearts' yearnings?

Starry,
Starry
Skies
Do I see,
As dotted and
As versatile
As my memory!
How shall I explore
Either of these?

Is not the
World of
Well-Worn Pathways
Within my mind
But one universe
Contained within another?
How can I understand the cosmos,
If I don't understand the mind?

Even as I behold
Nature's Beauty,
Should I not also recognize
Humankind's Beauty?

Dear God,
How shall I thank Thee
For the life
You gave me,
For the world
You gave unto us,
And even for Jesus,
Whose life
You gave up for us,
That we might live!

I do pray that,
On this night,
Even as
This side of the world
Rests,
That I as well
Should find my
Midnight respite,
In order to
Awake refreshed,
And observe
The beauty of
A new beginning,
A new start,
A new day,
To rejoin
The Entourage
For Eternity!

Necrophony
I.
Across the Stygian depths I set sail
For the Halls of Abandonment
Where the theories of life fail;
My malignant quest was hell-sent.

II.
From the shores of Necropolis
I view endless ruination
Circling the Castle of Abyss
Where dwell many an aberration.

III.
These dark denizens, full of hate,
Are encroachingly hell-bent,
But death this day is not my fate;
My victory is Heaven-sent.

IV.
That ferocious foundation,
Amidst a somber stench of death,
Sits in silent celebration
Of its chance to end my breath.

V.
On reaching the Rooms of Ruin,
My mettle must face the Great Fiend,
In whose cauldron dark death's brewing;
This wicked wizard I must end.

VI.
By the light of the Demon Moon
I destroy these undead devils;
With Godspeed I shall very soon
Climb the castle's highest levels.

VII.
I have strongly stormed the evil halls;
My holy might resists his spells;
His vile blood stains ancient walls
As my sword dooms him to dark hells.

Humanity

A soul of
Up above,
Thrown
Alone
Into this world,
Hurled
To the lions and boars
And the liars and whores
With whom,
'Til I rest in my tomb,
I must share my life,
And all my strife,
As I struggle and cope
To create hope,
And uphold the belief
That we can end all grief,
And that we,
The true friends and family,
May come together,
Like birds of a feather,
For an even greater end:
The helping
And loving
Of all people 'til the end
Of earthly crime
And earthly time,
When this world will die,
And we will fly
To Heaven above,
With nothing but love,
To live forever
And ever!

Humanity II

The world has come undone;
Father is even against son,
Daughter against mother,
Brother against brother.

Since almost the Beginning
We have been sinning,
Often failing to heed
God's Eternal creed.

By our own sin we are cursed,
And the sinner's fate is the worst,
For the wages of sin are death
Forever-more in Hell's fiery breath.

This is why we must
Place in God our trust.
God would save us all, every one,
If we'd just accept and love His Son.

Remember and tell God's Almighty Word;
By no heart would God want it unheard.
We should express to others His love,
'Til we join and praise Him up above.

The above poems were excerpted from the author's online book of poetry Heaven on Earth. View this book for free online in PDF format at Johnston Arts Books.