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My name is…

When you were born I was there
I saw the joy in your mother’s eyes while you cry
And she held you the first time in her arms
She was in pain while she delivered you
As soon as you came out that pain turned into overflowing joy

I watch you as you began to grow
Words muted, speaking and walking barely
As seasons passes they become more clear
You limp, then start walking, couldn’t stop talking, questioning everything
Next time I know you are running, jumping
Eager to learn what kind of world you are in
Your parents could barely keep up with you

I have high expectations for you
Sure this fellow must be different
Innocent and what is better than having a child’s heart
That is the kind of heart that’ll listen and obey Him
That is the kind of heart that knows no doubting

Behold it’s your first day in school
Nervous, afraid but you got through all of it
Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years
Has gone by everything seemed like yesterday

The moment you have a taste of the world has to offer you
The heart of a child is no more
You’ve turn into something I never expected
You’ve become prideful, you’ve hurt countless people
With your tongue you deceived many
You’ve gain riches and amass power
Through oppression, repression and deception
You considered yourself a god

How I was disappointed in you but you made your choice
The people you’ve hurt, I hear they’re cry and groanings
Day and night, and like them I was crying too
I couldn’t watch them any longer
The more I waited, the more wicked you’ve become
The number of people you’ve oppress grew even more
They wailed, they cried, and tears flow from my eyes

I was ready to struck you down with a sickle in my palm
But His hand grab my arm
He said, “Stop!! Let’s give the fellow more time.”
Hoping you’ll change in due time

I waited
Winter, spring, summer, fall
I waited
Rain, snow, heat
Dawn, morning, noon, evening
I waited
Lightning, thunder, storms
I waited
Until the day time has caught up to you

Then I heard your voice
Whispering, words mumbling, hands trembling
Fear blanketing
I turned my gaze towards you
Breath gasping
Reality struck you, and you said
“I am not a god”

As you close your eyes
And took your last breath
I’d like to introduce myself
My name is…
Death
I have authority over you
Ever since the beginning of time

So do not be prideful
Always stay humble
At the end of your time
I’ll be there waiting for you

Oh, and one more thing
He’s not the only one watching
I am watching too…

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Drop of Blood

A drop of blood fell on a dust
But the dust didn’t know
It was done out of love
The dust keep choosing
A lifestyle of lust

The drop of blood didn’t stop
It doesn’t matter if the dust went bust
Then the dust got lost
In the sea of lust

The lust have swept
Unto its heart
It thrust its might
Till there is no light

But the drop of blood didn’t stop
What started as drops
Now it’s trickling
It was trickling
Now it’s pouring
Drowning out the sea of lust

It is the only one
That could save the dust

The dust stood up
It says
Now I know this is the
Sea of love

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Dust

There is a dust
It was formed and created by breath
It came to the world
Innocent infamy
Brought joy with more tears and pain

The dust grew in knowledge
Its eyes were opened
Good and evil
More evil

It loves and hates
It saves and kills
Heals and destroy

It liberates and conquer
Servant and tyrant
Its honest, a liar
Persecutor, a defender
It’s faithful, a cheater
It trust, a doubter
It is brave, a coward
It cries, it laughs

A taker, a giver
It is humble, it is arrogant
Merciful and vengeful

The dust grew weak
And weaker
Throughout its life he never realized
That it is but a dust
Until it is buried
Six feet under ground
To be trampled upon
By other dusts
Who doesn’t know
That they are but a dust

As the old saying goes
From dust you came from,
to dust you shall return.

 

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Repentance

Going to church religiously
Listen to the Pastor attentively
With paper and pen on hand
Taking notes
Never miss a service
Or even late

Know the word of God
From beginning to end
Quote the word of God
Like the back of hand
Sing songs of worship
And praises
Feeling of euphoria
Soul uplifting
Tears roll down
On cheek
Feeling the love
That’s been freely given

Good and kind
In every deed
Help the needy, feed the hungry

Looks like everything is perfect
But somethings missing
You never repented
From your sins

You could worship Him
And read His words
Love both neighbor and enemies
Even forsaking the world

But without repentance on your part
The word of God
Is of no effect
At all

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If I, Would You?

If I tell you that
Christianity  has to nothing to do
With worldly prosperity
Would you still wan to be one

If I tell you that
The path is narrow
That leads to heaven
Would you still be interested

If I tell you
That to follow Jesus Christ
Means to deny yourself
To serve rather than to be served
Would you still
Have the ears to listen

If I tell you
That to be a Christian
You would be rejected
And forsaken by the people close to you
Because you offended them
For speaking the truth
Would you still keep the faith

If I tell you
That you would be beaten,
Spit on, curse upon, forsaken,
Jailed and even death
Would you still proclaim the gospel?

If I tell you that Christianity
Commands you to love your enemies
To bless those
Who curse you and pray for those
Who spitefully use you
Would you think that would be insane

And yet that’s what Christ exactly did
For every sinner
That includes you and I
And every living soul on earth

Now
Would you still
Want to be a
Christian?

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All About You

So much for planning
So much for hope
So much for faith
Or is just fate?

So much for understanding
So much for forgiving
So much for second chances
Is change ever coming?

Days have gone by
So are months
And years
Decades
It’s still the same thing

No matter what I do
No matter what I think
No matter how I feel
No matter how convince I am
It’s just you.

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The Emptiness

Sitting on my bed
Things going through my head
Expectations are illusions
Like a smoke, a dust,
Like a silhouette, like a mirage in the desert
Hoping to fill that thirst
Only to find emptiness.

What does life revolve around?
The money, the cars, a big house
Perfect family, caring friends
In which I have none
It’s not enough
Something is missing

Listening to music
Stare outside of the window
Having a thousand yards stare
Through the clouds and beneath the horizons
What is beyond that
Is there someone there
Or something
To fill the emptiness
To fill the void it created

Everything to be desired
Have been fulfilled and exceeded
The more you have
The more burden
If desire is not there
Would it make you stop
To feel like a human

What now, what then
The emptiness.