VIOLENCE TURNS THE WORLD

 

Violence turns the world

Into a smouldering ruin

God against God

Sect against sect

Brother against Brother

Hatred against reason

And in the middle

Innocence dwells

Armed only with hope

And unshakeable faith

A CROSS FOR YOU

 

A cross for you,

A symbol of your sacrifice

A cross for me,

A sign of my devotion

Across the veil

To the place beyond

To bathe together

In everlasting love

WE’LL REACH OUR GOD

We’ll reach our God,

In heavens palaces

Leaving our bodies,

Heavy like stone,

And take flight

On angel’s wing

And bathe in His glory

For all eternity

UBIQUITOUS GOD

 

Omnipresent,

Omnipotent

Omniscient being

Ever present,

All powerful

All knowing, all seeing

Awesome,

Ubiquitous God

Of our spiritual wellbeing

Of everlasting life,

Salvation guaranteeing

B.H.A

 

British Humanist Association

Pro human rights

Pro-democracy

Pro egalitarianism

And pro mutual respect

Unless of course

You believe in God

IN THE QUIET MOMENTS

 

In the quiet moments

I can’t remember my father’s face

I try and try but it escapes me

It seems to shift in my mind’s eye

Snippets of familiarity

Many facets blurring into one

Almost pixelated image

Until now I’ve never understood why

It’s because in my memory

He had more than one face

There was the proud father face

The joyful Christmas morning face

The grumpy morning after face

The scolding face

The smiling face

The sad face

And for each of these faces

As we both grew older

There were age groups

He had to many faces to remember just one

So now when I want to see his face

I think of a situation and there he is

WHEN MOTHER NATURE DONS

 

When Mother Nature dons

Her spring gown of splendour

She decorates with beauties

Normally reserved for heaven

And bestows upon the earth

Those perfect gifts from God