2 new poems

I wrote 2 new poems this weekend. :) I hope they are enjoyed. :)

The Cult of the Facade

garish faces, gaudy clothes
dance along this running road
hide the truth and steal the soul
never let the colours show

cloaked and bloodied, knees unbent
all evade all element
never ask "is there a god"
in this cult of the facade

break it down and throw aside
all with which we try to hide
showing colours bleeding through
winning souls with what is true


Cars

spinning down the highway
purpose set in lines
captured in these massive beasts
roaring steel and light

each a single cosmos
holding in a world
speeding past the other ones
traffic's milling swirl

momentary eyes meet
worlds pause to a halt
questions start to race in minds
then we carry on




So I like the first one the best, but let me know what you think! :)

Little Brother

Jesus, remember the little girl who asked you to keep all your children from harm.
Well, I found out my mother doesn't want my baby brother.
At least, I'm hoping it's a boy; you see, he's not been born.
Please don't let them hurt my little brother.
He should have a chance to run and play.
He's too small to talk, so Jesus I am asking for him.
Please don't let them take his life away.
Tonight, when Mommy went to bed,
I turned and laid my head down on her and I think I felt a move.
So I just cried and whispered, "Baby this is your big sister.
And I pray with all my hear that you will live."
Jesus, please don't let them hurt my little brother.
He should have a chance to run and play.
Let him see the sunshine, let him know a mother's love.
Don't let them take his life away.
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the unborn children you will keep.
But if they should die before they're born,
I pray you'll take them in your arms.
Jesus, please protect the little unborn children.
They have every right to run and play.
But they're too small to talk, so Jesus we are asking for them.
Let them live to see the light of day.
Please protect the little unborn children.
They have every right to run and play.
But they're too small to talk, so we are asking for them.
Let them live to see the light of day.
Jesus, keep my brother safe, I pray.
© 1988 Judy Rogers

Are we only human when we can speak for ourselves?
A rapper, Nick Cannon, has the video at the bottom of this post, it's such a beautiful story.
God has a way of healing situations that look impossible to the human eye, even for those who aren't saved. His mercy is great. And He can heal so much.

Awesome Passage

Rom 9:16-24 So then it depends not on human will or exertion, but on God, who has mercy.
For the Scripture says to Pharaoh, "For this very purpose I have raised you up, that I might show my power in you, and that my name might be proclaimed in all the earth." So then he has mercy on whomever he wills, and he hardens whomever he wills. You will say to me then, "Why does he still find fault? For who can resist his will?" But who are you, O man, to answer back to God? Will what is molded say to its molder, "Why have you made me like this?" Has the potter no right over the clay, to make out of the same lump one vessel for honored use and another for dishonorable use? What if God, desiring to show his wrath and to make known his power, has endured with much patience vessels of wrath prepared for destruction, in order to make known the riches of his glory for vessels of mercy, which he has prepared beforehand for glory even us whom he has called, not from the Jews only but also from the Gentiles?

All glory goes to God