Showing posts with label God Is Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label God Is Love. Show all posts

Saturday, March 14, 2026

Ona Move

 Ona Move


Dedicated to those slain in the fire from sky

To the men, women and children who did die

By the hands of wicked men insane

May their sacrifice not be in vain

 

Pale invaders from across the sea

Democracy, we shall be free?

The Earth echoes with their cries

Mother mourns lamenting their lies

Red men in peace and harmony understood

To serve the Creator we must do good

A brutal winter to survive

Indians in Love kept them alive

And to repay the kindness done

Each pilgrim picked up a gun

And to those not blown away

Gotta move gotta move this day

All in God’s name

Evil they proclaim

It’s a shame

Still I insist and say

Ona Move Ona Move this day

 

Arrogant minds lusting for power

A darkness of scourge to devour

Men stolen from African home

Chained on ships to terrors unknown

Victims of a diabolical plan

Beasts of burden transformed from man

Beaten, bound upon fields of cotton

Agonies the system insists be forgotten

And when the chains of iron fell

Chattel slavery deformed to a different hell

No forty acres and a mule

A little better but still infinitely cruel

The master of the opulent plantation

Shares no wealth only tales of salvation

So to those emancipated as they earnestly pray

Gotta move gotta move this day

All in God’s name

Evil they proclaim

It’s a shame

Still I insist and say

Ona Move Ona Move this day

 

From history that makes no sense

A hypothetical pretense

That we have an unalienable right

To say and do as we might

So we gather, build and organize

What we create they come to despise

For tyrants live in castles of sand

To be washed away when we understand

So John Africa with brilliant mind

Opened his eyes to truths to find

That the government is a slave to money

And humanity is robbed by technology

So to flourish we should live simple

And forsake the nonsense that clutters the soul

Yet darkness seeks to extinguish light

In Philadelphia came many a fight

Until in the city of brotherly love

They dropped a bomb from the sky above

Only Ramona and a child to survive

But from the ashes the dream stays alive

When you kill with a uniform its okay?

Gotta move gotta move this day

All in God’s name

Evil they proclaim

It’s a shame

Still I insist and say

Ona Move Ona Move this day

 

They lie about everything under the sun

Especially the evil they have done

Still there is something to prove

Ona Move Ona Move

 

Move from hate

Move from useless debate

Move from science

Move from technological reliance

Move from greed

Move I plead

Move indeed

Move from war

Move from Babylon the Whore

I’ll say it once more

For I am sure

There is something to prove

Ona Move Ona Move

 

Move to peace

Move to release

Move to being kind

Move to free our mind

Move to see

Move to being free

Move to God above

Most of all Move to Love

There is something to prove

Ona Move Ona Move

 

When we Move in this land

When we come to understand

Wicked powers will die

Empty demons tossed from the sky

I cannot Move for you

It’s something we all must do

Be true

And know in all we go through

Love will renew

Love will renew

Love will renew

There is something to prove

Ona Move Ona Move

 

Darkness shall decay

Ona Move Ona Move this day

No force shall make us stray

Ona Move Ona Move this day

For we too come in God’s name

We too have a message to proclaim

Our prophecies are not the same

We do not blame

Come the sun, see it rise

Look with your own eyes

Dawn’s first ray

Ona Move Ona Move this day

Night is turning to day

Ona Move that’s what we all say

Ona Move Ona Move this day

Prove what we got to prove

Ona Move

POLISHED FRAGMENTS

Poet To The Poor


Saturday, June 7, 2025

Big Man On The Block

Big Man On The Block

 

Back in sixty two the sky was blue turning gray                   

Something about evil in people won’t go away                    

Down in southeast Asia Vietnam was smoking                     

The Soviets were red and nobody was joking                       

 

He was the keeper of the sacred clock

They called him the big man on the block

He knew how to roll he knew how to rock

He was of course the big man on the block

 

Dob Bylan was singing folk songs chasing his dream

Napalm was setting heaven on fire with a scream

Propaganda machine was searching for a perfect phrase

Preacher on the corner screeching about the last days

 

He was the keeper of the sacred clock

They called him the big man on the block

He knew how to roll he knew how to rock

He was of course the big man on the block

 

I was born into a world lacking love and grace

Evil was the denomination of the human race

I weep for the hope of what this world could have been

Look around it will be found the wages of sin

 

He was the keeper of the sacred clock

They called him the big man on the block

He knew how to roll he knew how to rock

He was of course the big man on the block

 

In the recording studio we turn the dial of the reverb to ten

When the good reverend speaks the truth he gets no amen

We are all casualties of the truth there are no exceptions

I was reading a book and a crook with great expectations

 

At the end of the day we all pay the piper’s due

What would you do if all of your sweet dreams came true

Bankers and engineers play of the fears of war

We’re living in the bosom of Babylon the Whore

 

He was the keeper of the sacred clock

They called him the big man on the block

He knew how to roll he knew how to rock

He was of course the big man on the block 


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Sunday, May 11, 2025

For Every Wrong There Is A Right

For Every Wrong There Is A Right

 

For every wrong there is a right

For the darkness there is a light

Don’t be fooled by the night

Don’t let them say there is no day

There is always the narrow way

 

Take the straight gate

Though all is a loss

Take the straight gate

Embrace the wicked cross

For when we walk through death’s door

And life is no more

You shall have to answer

For every deed and word

 

For every wrong there is a right

You pick and choose

For every wrong there is a right

One way you win

One way you lose

 

For every wrong there is a right

Fight valiantly with all your might

Live with the knowledge

You reside in God’s sight

For every wrong there is a right 


POLISHED FRAGMENTS

Poet To The Poor


Saturday, April 19, 2025

Ethan’s Song

Ethan’s Song

 

I wish you the blue of heaven the glory of the sun’s fire                   

May your road always be even when you meet your desire              

Riches may come your way but I pray your heart stays steadfast     

That the treasures you truly treasure are the things that last              

 

Ethan there are mysteries deep

Ethan there are nights void of sleep

Jesus loves you those are words to keep

Ethan there are mysteries deep

 

When the eagle first spreads its wings to fly the world opens wide

The finest things in life are the secrets they try to hide

Beyond the mountains are many places that you’ve never been

The gold always shines brightly but then again so does sin

 

Ethan there are mysteries deep

Ethan there are nights void of sleep

Jesus loves you those are words to keep

Ethan there are mysteries deep

 

The straight and narrow is the way that Jesus trod

The cruelty of the cross was an act of God

When you surrender everything you attain

And love I mean true love is never vain

 

Wine women and song these are the pleasures of life tempting sore

Take a sip from the golden chalice and you’ll be wanting more

Trouble will come the whole world dances to the devil’s drum

They promise heaven but at best they are comfortably numb

 

Ethan there are mysteries deep

Ethan there are nights void of sleep

Jesus loves you those are words to keep

Ethan there are mysteries deep

 

The Word of God always rings true but can a youth comprehend?

Every day you live takes you closer to the journey’s end

Poets dream of simple things that kings and queens could never attain

Don’t you know for flowers to grow they need sunshine and rain

 

Ethan there are mysteries deep

Ethan there are nights void of sleep

Jesus loves you those are words to keep

Ethan there are mysteries deep 


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