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 Feb 2015
Carl Joseph Roberts
TRUE RELIGION

If you must **** for your religion
Then your religion is not true
For the true God showed compassion
And he died for me and you

No true religion will require
That you take somebodys life
You cannot force them to believe
When they don't think the way you like

A true religion sees no difference
In those who will believe
Men and women stand together
And as equals they are seen

The choice it must be given
For a religion to be true
It is only God from up above
Who in the end can then judge you

If you must **** for your religion
Then your religion is not true
For the true God showed compassion
And he died for me and you


Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts**

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In response to the Killing of 21 Christian Egyptians by ISIS. Killed for no other reason then being Christian and not believing the same as another. Christianity wants you to teach the word, speak the word but it does not require you to **** if the other will not listen. In Christianity Jesus gave his life for us so we would not need to give our life. Jesus gives each person the choice to believe or not but does not want you killed if at first you do not hear the word. Jesus continues to place himself in lives for as long as needed in the hope that his light is seen. No torture,  no death, just love.
I cant help but wonder if i ever cross your mind,
When you see something that reminds you of me, do you regret the choice you made?
When you hear a joke, do you wish you could still share it with me?
When it’s that time of night when you rewind your whole day in your head and think of ways you'd do things differently,
In the lonely hour, do you think of me too?
Forever yours
 Feb 2015
JWolfeB
Today she is iceberg present
Holding her bones still
Showing 20 percent
Hiding the rest
Freezing in time
Slowly shrinking down
Into her surroundings
Out of sight out of mind
Inch by inch
She forgets herself
And became an ocean
Freshly tainted
Another part of the whole
 Feb 2015
Robert Blankenship
A cross alone would not bear
The weight of mankinds sorrows
The pain the grief the tears
That fill all men's tomorrows

It could not hold upon its limbs
Hate and lust and strife
Not bear one dark misery
That steals so much of life

The cross alone has no strength
To hold sins true weight
Under this crushing load
The cross was bound to break

Until God sent us his only son
His purpose to mend the broken beam
Nails driven through his hands and feet
He sealed the broken seam

The cross is now made whole
No more a broken limb
Because of the blood of Christ
The cross is made whole through him

RLB
 Feb 2015
Robert Blankenship
I laid asleep in the deepest dream
Till the alarm shattered my mind
How quickly came the mornings sounds
Get Up! Is it really time?

I look and see I'm started late
The clock it must be broke
How can it be. Did I set it wrong?
Is someone playing a joke

I quickly arise to meet the day
Prepared for a shower that's hot
Then I recieve a shocking surprise
As I find the hot water is not

I begin to dress in double time manner
It was time to be headed out
Then I turned around and took a step
And my cat shrieked out a shout!!

My heart now racing along with me
I find myself in the kitchen
At first it was eggs and bacon
But due to time now I'm switchin

I'll now have toast from the toaster
I'll make it a double stack
Up it pops in its alloted time
Crispy and burnt and black

Forget the toast I have no time
But caffeine is a must
I find no sugar no creamer no spoon
Looks like coffee is also a bust

Out the door at last I go
Coffee! Man I NEEDED that!
Then low and behold I look to see
Out of the four one is flat

Can you believe because I cannot
BLEEP and BLEEP and BLEEP!!
I call the boss ,"Sorry I'm sick"
And I go back to sleep.

RLB
 Feb 2015
authentic
I hate love and how it is so deceiving
It lures you in with a promise that this will be just like the movies
Giving us an image in our minds
This will be something so sweet
But instead it just cuts the roof of your mouth
And leaves a bitter aftertaste on your tongue
 Jan 2015
Some Person
You're a rancid ****
rotting my **** away
as I try to *******
out of my memory
"When you ‘**** time’, just remember that it has no resurrection. You won’t get it back. You’ve lost it. Be wise.”
- *
Pastor Ancho Buenaventura
 Jan 2015
Kiara
All it took was one look
One memory
One flashback
One feeling
I'm back again
I remember it all.
The sadness
The irritability
The feeling of worthlessness
The feeling of impending death
The breakdown...
I'm back again.
And this time may be the last.
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