Now I have dreamt a million dreams and realised a few
The ones I value most of all are those I’ve shared with you
My heart has hardened to the pain of those who stand and wait
I cannot bear to face this world that is so full of hate
The time is come, please look about, so much for us to see
Fullfillment of His end of days and of His prophecy !
I find myself so very sad
O’er deeds that seem to be quite mad
This world appears so upside down
With too much hatred to be found.
I fear it’s the beginning of
Great loss of faith, kindness and love
A time when peace is known no more
As Satan’s angels go to war.
Oh woe to man and earth below
For all who come as we’ll soon know
Those days that we’ve been expecting
No margins left for correcting,
Oh gracious Lord, please help us now
To evil’s will we cannot bow !
Each morning as my body stirs
My mind awakes, my heart concurs
And here I lie, incumbent still
I’m loathe to rise, I’ve lost my will.
My bed is warm and soft and safe
Protected from the phantom wraith
For God alone is my true cause
And nought but He earns my applause.
The time draws near when we must meet
And I will cower at His feet !
My heart is full, my mind is clear
I want to shout to those who’ll hear
There is a God who watches all
He is the power that makes the call.
The sun, the moon, the stars that glow
They are all part of His great show
The wind, the air, the planets too
Are part of His vast retinue.
There is no deed that goes unseen
Though it be ugly or obscene
He notes each act of kindness shown
And from which tree each leaf has blown.
This universe may never know
The depths to which His powers go
There is no wisdom so complete
That does not tremble at His feet !
I’m so tired of running uphill
I’d like some time to just sit still
Or help to find another way
To learn to get through every day.
The race is old and I am too
Truth is I don’t know what to do
So be a sport and lend a hand
Keep telling me that life is grand.
Perhaps after a while or so
My confidence is bound to grow
I want to do all that I can
It’s tough to be an also ran !
Here’s to the Statue of Liberty
And to this place called land of the free
Despite the crack in Liberty’s bell,
Honor the tale historians tell
Of Revere and his steed’s late night ride
Through this great land of the Pilgrim’s pride,
To patriots who fought in the wars
And gave their lives for this country’s cause
To the young, the feeble and the old
The quick and dead, the brave and the bold
And to our Lord who resides above
For His constant care, enduring love !
This beauty that is God’s to share
Displayed to us from everywhere
Shines brightly like a diadem
Its brilliance sparkly as a gem
For all to see and know who’s king
Of earth and air and everything !
At times I think I’m petrified
My arms all limp, my legs seem tied
I cannot move, I feel like stone
How shall I manage all alone ?
But who’s alone, we live with hope
And learn to seek God’s broader scope
For He is present every hour
And shares with us His awesome power !
Oh power that rules, attend us please
Our old world is trembling on its knees
The mountains rumble the waters surge
All seem to be begging for a purge,
The woodlands burn with a heat intense
Where is the force of our own defense ?
This world in chaos appears to be
What’s left to us of civility
Open your eyes it is not too late
To challenge the demons at the gate !
The clouds above seem ominous
And cast dark shadows over us
The wind is still and quiet now
There is no swaying of the bough.
The silence of this early morn
Bears portents of a day forlorn
Oh Lord, we weep for those we’ve lost
Is there no end to freedom’s cost,
Where is the path for us to save
Our world from such a reckless knave ?
Sometimes it seems thoughts tiptoe past
That fragile space where dreams are cast
And linger there in that dark spot
Till time beyond forget-me-not.
It is with wonder that I see
The mind’s acute complexity
What power above did give us breath
To see us through from birth to death ?
What would we learn if we could know
When life is done, where do we go ?
How does a child observe a war
And query what they’re fighting for
It can’t be love no matter what
For in a war love’s been forgot !
It isn’t peace, that’s most absurd
As here hate is the final word
And kindness cannot help a bit
In chaos it will never fit !
How sad there’s no path left to try
To help explain or justify
Why men must ever vengeful be
Using God’s cause to kill with glee !
The stalwart stag upon the hill
Waits there erect and rigid still
His antlers splayed and elegant
While seeming made of olifant.
This noble beast impresses me
He does not flinch nor will he flee
His heart beats hard and flutters fast
He rules the streams and forests vast.
A simple creature God has wrought
With strength and courage as he ought
He roams this land that once was free
Lost symbol of security !
We’re given the strength to believe
And the wisdom to understand,
The will to accept and receive
To learn to obey and command.
Man’s power of love conquers all
In spite of the ache or the cost,
Wherever this madness may fall
Or whether it’s won or it’s lost.
While the love of God’s not the same
It rises greater than real life
As we humbly call on His name
He answers with kindness not strife !
I’m so tired of war and rumors of war
That I find myself severely obsessed
With the thoughtless acts of a heartless core
Who strut about with much power possessed.
Can’t we return to the lost days of yore
When men had the courage to fight distress
And agree upon an alternate door
As the waste of war did wisemen impress !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 