Anthology of Poems

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AN ANTHOLOGY OF POEMS
Domenic Marbaniang
AN ANTHOLOGY
OF POEMS
Volume I
DOMENIC MARBANIANG
An Anthology of Poems
Volume I Domenic Marbaniang, 2010
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contents
Amazing Love 1 Delay is not Denial 2 Change 3 Flee Lust! 4 Truth 5 The World a Wily Tradesman 6 Slumdog Souvenir 7 The Rain 8 Renew! 9 On the Ground 10 Rule my Heart! 11 Youre a Hero 12 Protect Your Heart 13 Tracings 14 Conquer this Self! 15 Strength within the Soul 16 Wholl break the Ice? Or, Water the Moon 17 Faith 18 The Morning Moon 19 Cover me, Savior! 20 My Lines Have Fallen in Pleasant Places 21 The Chariot Returns on Another Round 22 On a Dual Prophecy 23 Isaiah 24 Passion 25 Eye Salve 26 A Dream Riddle 27 To Express or Not to Express 28 Each Stroke of Your Blood 29 The Key to Wisdom Intro 30 The Lightning Or, The River of Light 31 Deliverance from Myself 32 From now on 33 To the Ground My Face! 34 Peace 35
AMAZING LOVE
Amazing love of Jesus Never minding my scarlet stains, He holds me up in His arms of glory And covers my heart with His unfailing grace.
The sun may despise my heart of darkness The moon from me may cover her face. But never has His light once failed me, He holds me up in His hearts embrace.
Im wrong, not once Ive fumed over My heart in doubt His Name disgraced. But still can I but love my Jesus, My Lord, my friend, my only praise?
The stars above me hung in silence As thoughts confusing marred my face. Yet, deep within me was His assurance; Hed love me through the end of days.
Ill doubt myself, my Lord Ill never Who saved me by the cross of shame. Each stripe He took, my soul delivered Each drop of blood, my life reclaimed.
having loved His own who were in the world, He loved them to the end (John 13:1)
Domenic Marbaniang
DELAY IS NOT DENIAL

Once upon the tumultous shore Of raging waves tossing by I thought of all the worldly lore That taunted and made me cry.
God they said is just a bore Whos silent or anything but not. This did hurt me to the core For I believed Him and all else not.
But then I saw the waves become a door Of new blessings that keep pouring in. God tarries but delays not more Than we can take and in Him we win.
CHANGE
Days have changed said an elder. Crafty change takes a stealthy stride. And even before the eyes could wonder Supersonic change does steal the ride. Neither allowing to predict nor ponder, Another change soon whizzes by.
Its Future Shock, said Alvin Toffler. Inevitable process, said Harvey Cox. Its last days, said Paul the apostle On winds of change the world now rocks. Were living midst lights and thunder, Camera truths and lusty lies.
The tower of Babel looms sublimely higher, Now built of neither brick nor clay. Floors of fantasy built one upon the other Defy the heavens in total array. But Babel comes tumbling down asunder And men depart as flurrying flies.
Domenic Marbaniang
Lie is a multi-headed monster, Unsatiated, ever-seeking some new Fancies to placate its infernal hunger, Spinning changes and choices not few. As insatiable desire flares up stronger, The hurried heat is its death-sigh. This world of wars, wishes, and woes Now finds in it her most fearsome foes, Lawless winds of change on fire Burn this world with venomous desire. But rough winds corrode minds apt power To tell the difference between truth and lie.
Truly, a vision for change twards the good is noble. One must leave the wrong for right; For fanatical falsehood breeds contagious trouble, And falsehood cant with falsehood fight. Fanaticism is a blind surrender To unchecked views that might one day die.
But, truths unfrightened by bullet or ink; Neither does it rot nor stink; But while mens fancies expand and shrink, Truths eye will never wink. The wise take courage to stop and think How change changes by the brink Of eternity, another world to link Thatll bring to the just living waters to drink. Icons, Idols, Images now fall and crumble Before Gods own Son and our True Life.
Domenic Marbaniang
FLEE LUST!
Lusts arms are a tangling web. Its gazes alone conjuring, Frail souls to fall and ebb Into Hells unquenchable fury. My soul was high upon the crest Of holy thoughts and musings. But sooner were its yearnings wrest To idolatrous lurings.
Wild, drunk, and debauched turned I, As lust its blood-drenched sword out drew. It left my heart of love all dry, As loveless lust sought more for new.
Lusts arrows are sharp and heavy Piercing through mans entrails. Then leaving its victim void and weary It falls away with no avails.
True, remorse does first sooth the wound But foregoes as lust keeps the strike. Oh, that man would no longer play the fool To follow lusts charms and lose his life.
The flick of the moment, the slip of time The act of a fool in the daze of night. Lustre ephemera, murderous wine. Son, run from lust: stand not to fight.
Domenic Marbaniang
TRUTH
What is truth? What is falsehood? The mind knows; the heart doesnt. Logic sees; feeling doesnt. Truth is truth when the heart sees it, Feels it, knows it, believes it, Till it becomes a part of the knower, one with the knower. Truth must be ones passion, The fountain of life, strength, and energy. It must be water to the thirsty, Food to the hungry, Medicine to the sick, Wealth to the poor. Or else, truth is a stranger That keeps no friend.
Everybody sells truth, but are they all real? Objects with the same name, but different colors, shapes, sizes, odor. What is the standard of truth? Who will specify the mark of truth? Where is its hologram? Does it have a master? If one claims to be its owner; how do we know thats true?
THE WORLD A WILY TRADESMAN

I agree that you are charming, desirable, and fulfilling Mild or violent though I be your presence is mesmerizing Kings and paupers, young and old have never been able to evade you For you are charming; charmingly murderous. You rend the heart from the mind, and kill its thousand eyes You bend the heart to the flesh, and fill it with a million lies
Visible desire, invisible snare. Lust of flesh, death of mind. O World, the master tradesman You give us what we want At the cost of what we need.
Domenic Marbaniang
SLUMDOG SOUVENIR
No man is a dog; nor a dog, a man One can only be treated so. And yet these metaphors are bad Which I now intend to show.
There are dogs on street and dogs at home So, a street man cant be a dog, For then would men at home also be dogs; Though never Bull or Alsatian; for all are one.
A dogs got no moral sense; a man has at least some. And even if he had none, The categorization is worse, and not less; For, a dogs still known for its faithfulness.
The street boy might become a millionaire, And a millionaire, come to the street; A shack is still a home to someone; A cover from the heat, a rest for ones feet.
A child still laughs in the slum A baby still cries in the palace An eye still awaits one more dawn While one wishes the night would prolong.
The slums have their dogs; dogs of different breeds. Some belong at home; some rover on the streets. But slums and all settlements are known for their men, women, and children; Though rich or poorer they be; They are one of us; And in Gods sight each is precious: Each one still one in a million, Each one still a millionaire.
Domenic Marbaniang
THE RAIN
How blissfully dribbles the rain Fuming over surfaces, flooding the drains. Drops after drops, their unceasing train, Make little oceans along the lanes.
Ho! A child darts over the muddy banks Then sweeps into a messy swamp. His cries exhilarating draw in the ranks Of shirtless soldiers surfing the swamp.
What peal of thunder, what cloud now bursts! The skys now blistered to heal the earth! The wind brings shivers, the flood brings dirt! Yet, all together, they vanquish the dearth!
See, the pearls now glitter In the shimmering sun; As colors bend over, The rain is done. Well, ask the farmer, Its not all done, Oh! Its not all done!
RENEW!
Lord, you are just and pure You turn away your face from iniquity. Lord, you seek the meek and lowly Who rely only on you.
But in my flesh dwells no good thing In my own strength I fail forever Lord, mortify its deeds by your Spirit And set me free to worship you.
The entanglements Ive been in are the idols that enslave The choices that Ive failed in are the chains that ensnare Almighty Jesus, speak just a word and your servant will be free Break now my chains by the power of your cross.
Even now does the whole creation writhe in agony For the deliverance that comes only from you. The first man brought sin and death to be our masters. But, Lord you came to cancel their rulership And emancipate us by the power of your resurrection.
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You came in flesh, Lord and took death into your bosom You triumphed over sin in life, You vanquished death by your Spirit of holiness You ascended in glory and sent us the same Spirit To help us live this life wholly for you.
Oh Lord, to whom true mercy belongs, You forgave me when my life was a mess So, help me now to reign in life by your Spirit. Let not the passions of the moment delude me Neither let the thoughts of the world confuse me. Let your righteousness, peace, and joy rule my mind And my life conform to the rule of heaven.
May I have the wisdom to choose what you want me to choose May I have the discernment to separate the truth from the lie May I have the courage to do only that which pleases you And fix my heart and mind on your cross, on your glory.
Teach me your ways, O Lord, light my paths. Deep darkness rules over the earth, and my soul stumbles so often. But your candle burns steadily in my soul; strengthen me by your Spirit. Forgive me my iniquities. The promises I make are the promises I break. But my soul holds on to you. I love you, Lord, who alone is my salvation.
The frustrations of the moment I bring to you, The cares of the present I roll on you. Now, my spirit rejoices in your salvation. The heavens may pass away in mighty roar and thunder, The earth may melt like wax in the fire, But your righteousness, O Lord, is eternal as you And your mercies endure forever.
Domenic Marbaniang
ON THE GROUND
The night drops curtains all around, The wind blows roughly all around, Ive toppled and dropped Your candle On the ground!
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The day ran lightly, gleeful, and sound, The heart followed after round and round, It slipped and lost its handle On the ground!
Much gold through labor, we all have found, Much gold through passion, we all have drowned, Weve failed to stick our sandal On the ground!
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The night dropped its curtains all around, The wind blew so roughly all around, But stronger burnt Your candle On Your ground!
The day dragged on heavily with furious sound, The Spirit broke the cycle of merry-go-round, You strongly held Your handle On Your ground!
True life eternal in You is found, True Life supernal, in You I drown But, unworthy Im Of the dust of Your sandal On Your ground!
Domenic Marbaniang
RULE MY HEART!
The sun doesnt fail to discern its east, Neither does it wander from its west; How meticulously, Lord, You rule the heavens! Unfailing Lord, rule also my heart!
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You give the birds their shelter, You give the lilies their shades, You bless this earth with dew from heaven, O Gracious Lord, bless also my heart!
In deepest oceans, where darkness prevails, Your mercies are constant ever; Neither science nor fiction can ever change What You have fixed in nature.
But, what a contrast is man! Falsified by sin, confused in sorrow, Childish he remains, shifted by winds around! Each idea blown impels a reaction, Each egoistic flow propels a revolt, How stubbornly do these thoughts engross A heart thats molded by its own flames. Diversity, how frail you are! You can neither crawl nor stand. For, when from Truth you were unchained, You fell to ways that lost their path.
Let Your Truth prevail, O Lord Oer every segment of my life! Let Your Spirit rule over Every space of my heart! For these laws of nature may be dismayed, But Your goodness endures forever!
Your mercy reaches unto the heavens,and Y our tr uth unto the clouds. Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; let Y our glory be above all the ear th. (Psa 57:10,11)
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YOURE A HERO
(Judges 6:11-12)
I hid in my garden threshing wheat in the wine No freedom no light I spoke to my soul "Could you be silent for a while" Coz my pulses beat high Then You came there to me and said
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You're a hero.... And the Lord's by your side The Lord's by your side The Lord's by your side You're a hero
I couldn't take all this For I remembered my plight All my plight How can You just say this See there the Midianite Plundering our lives But still You kept saying to me this thing
You're a hero... And the Lord is your might The Lord is your might The Lord is your might You're a hero
You're a hero.. And the Lord's by your side The Lord is your might You're a hero
Still I doubted and put forth the tests My fleeces and my doubts And You granted all my requests And confirmed all Your Words For though I'm a hero It's not by my might I have fears and feelings Doubts and confusions I always need you by my side.
Domenic Marbaniang
PROTECT YOUR HEART

Throw not a stone in the dirt, For itll splatter back on your skirt. Wipe off the daily dust, And let not your iron rust. Do not let the despiser inside the gate; For his breath is a baited bait. Protect your heart with all precaution; For it alone first deserves your caution. (Proverbs 4:23)
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TRACINGS
Amidst these reeds of lifes chaotic maze My aisle is dazed by my emotions. What worlds of intuitions arise out of fragments Of opinions we make of ourselves and of others! Lord, this morning I pray, hold together my paths, My passions, and desires within the contours of Your Grace!
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Enlighten my spirit, shield my heart, uplift my soul, In Your rejoicings alone!
Domenic Marbaniang
CONQUER THIS SELF!

i am, this egotistical self, Vain, vexed, and wanton; This idolatrous flaunt, Reckless, raucous, and rotten How long shall the self strive To put itself away? Each time the mind gives up To flits of false display! The line between humility and pride Is almost invisible; The sinner and the broken man Cant almost part.
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I AM, Thou art O Merciful Savior The True Originator and Reason of all! Take this empty, vaunting self And fill it with Thyself Consuming its nothingness With Thy light!
STRENGTH WITHIN IN THE SOUL

Rebuke my slothful nature, Chastise my little mistakes, Whip out the inner folly, Drive blood into my veins! For, now I stand, then I collapse, Punctilinear creature of time and space.
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Divine Master, kill these reactions Of lustful flesh. Surround me with winds and currents, But drive me to Your throne. My will I place on Your altar, I hate its freedom; its pleasure I despise. For, what good can freedom bring When death reigns over it to the end? Lord, fuse my spirit with Your life Renew my mind to awake to Your consciousness! Rule my night like the moon and the stars; My day, like the sun in the sky.
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Cut off the blindfolds off my heart forever! Lord, this one thing I desire Purify me and sanctify By the fire of Your love! Bring down your knife and prune away the poison, Bring down your fire and remove all the dross! Lord, I fall at Your Throne of Grace Seeking help in this my direst hour of need! Tie up my sinews, my tendons, and my veins Settle them in their honorable place; By Your strength Ill leap oer the wall And bend the javelin, the spear of iron. For in my weakness, Your strength is revealed!
WHOLL BREAK THE ICE? OR, WATER THE MOON

Lets break ice and water the moon While windstorms hurl our lands into oceans, While sandstorms react with angry heat, Lets cover land and capture the skies,
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Lets rocket through our farthest horizon, Take a giant leap through a crater deep; Perhaps, one step away, a new world lies; And in this shifting luminary a future thrives. So, lets break ice and water the skies.
But wholl break ice for a lonesome child For a helpless youth, for an anxious mother? Wholl bring light to the darkened world, Having eyes and lives enlightened? Arent you, O man, called to be the neighbor, To bring hope to the world around? For, we may conquer the skies, yet be destitutes inside; We may travel as light; yet be haltered by the night; For, what does it profit a man if he gains the whole world, But loses his own soul?
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FAITH
The heart of faith has no presumption, It simply trusts His Word. It stands secure, and in His Promise Finds eternal worth.
The eyes of faith will never tire, Though deeper gets the night; They hope ignited by the fire Of Gods Eternal Light.
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The dreams of faith are dreams of glory; Not earthly name or fame. A child may write another history, If hes of God neer ashamed.
Faith will worship God forever; For faith alone, in truth, sees Him. Faith is an unceasing river Of praise and worship to the King.
Faith listens and faith obeys, Faith moves on and never stays, Faith is strong and faith grows stronger And never falters in His ways.
Faith offers its all to God Not a thing to itself left; For faiths true rest and meaning Are in the bosom of His chest.
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THE MORNING MOON
Awaiting the awaking of the daystar on the other end The night keeps its radiance still glowing through the morn It stands still over the horizon, over the expanse of sky and sea Gently, quietly, beaming in fullest vigor Your night may be long, but nights do end Your moon keeps the watch through the night And still remains when the dawn begins.
COVER ME, SAVIOR!

While through this renegade world of sin, suffering, and shame, I walk, I run, I hover, and crawl, I pray You never keep me at bay, Though I stagger, I wander, I wriggle, and fall; For, what man of himself can ever make a claim Im covered with sin, with agony, and shame! Lord, heal me forever, remove my despair,
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Open my eyes to see Your glory Not this nakedness that drives me insane. Cover me, Savior, remove my disgrace, Grant me asylum under the shadow of Your Name!
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MY LINES HAVE FALLEN IN PLEASANT PLACES

A candle lights the distant horizon, It silhoettes sharp my contours of day; Its fire engulfs all solar traces, And forces my wish to espouse its way My lines have fallen in pleasant places. (2Pet.1:19; Ps.16:6)
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The colors of the rainbow witness the story Of ignited anger and torrential rains; The skies couldnt also withhold His fury, Except He stopped for He knew my days My lines have fallen in pleasant places. (Gen. 7:11; 8:1; 9:13; Eph.1:4; Ps.16:6)
One stooped in honor of truth and love, To heal my wounds and bear my pains; He plunged beneath this temporal surface To save my soul, to blot my stains My lines have fallen in pleasant places. (Phil.2:6-8; Isa.53:2-5; Ps.16:6)
Before my mother could hold me in arms, Your love had touched my innermost parts; Ive trekked the mountains and walked through valleys; But Lord, its You who holds my paths My lines have fallen in pleasant places. (Ps.139:1-3, 13-17; Heb.13:5; Ps.16:6).
You poured Your precious oil of unction And set me apart by Your own holy will; Before I could ever use my senses, You appointed me to hold this quill My lines have fallen in pleasant places. (Gal.1:15; Jer.1:5; Ps.16:6).
Ill run the fullest course of life And fight the finest fights of faith; The world now all its force releases, The Lord keeps pouring out His grace My lines have fallen in pleasant places, My lines have fallen in pleasant places. (2Tim.4:7; Rev.12:15; 1Cor.15:10; Jn.1:16; Ps.16:6)
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THE CHARIOT RETURNS ON ANOTHER ROUND

The chariot returns on another round, The Charioteer marks the rounds to go; The dust grows thicker hurting vision and air, The spectators shout with fixed stare; The wheels clank, screech, and shiver, The horses gasp, gallop, and whine; The muscles tweak, strain, and quiver, As the race rages harder on each round The horses do tire but they run the race, They keep moving faster at the pull of the reins, They see no future, but they know that their place In the dream of their Master is to win the race.
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ON A DUAL PROPHECY
Two unmatched strands of a future story Seem (un)resolved, but not too clear; Felt twas one; but, now feels divided Between the now and the coming then. Hoped twas one, the tale was unmixed, And the future unraveled this form of the best;
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But, though twas two, and the latter come true, This thing will happily come to rest.
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ISAIAH
How quickly do the cycles run, Summer, rainy, winter, return. But life is not a cycle If it were, we could always mend our yesterday.
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Yet, one awaits the future to somehow mend his today. How weird such futile hopes deceive us into wrong each day.
How long will it be before The truth vanquishes all vanity. But man is a vapor Yet, all that he needs is a bit of heavens fire. A coal from the altar, or else life slips down into hellish mire. How meaningless to reject what is fact to make room for feelings. Lord, sanctify! Sanctify.!
PASSION
The sun lifted his arm to hide his reddened face, The winds ceased and the earth jolted in confusion; The universe blackened; history was blotted out.
The One who held this vast universe by His power
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Now hung motionless in body on the Cross That cursed pole obliterated by His crushed frame.
Puny little powers had wielded powerless hammers Driving nails, lifting Him up for all eyes to see What salvation God ordained through this cursed tree.
Two thieves for company; few friends, more foes Waited, as time fled, to watch this end; Time did end; history choked.
The quivers quivered as bitter arrows were disengaged; Sin rattled against that Love immutable and true: O Mockery, you had never so hatefully grimaced Than when He prayed, Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do!
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One sinner cursed, the other his sins confessed And sought a hope this world never knew; Glory shone from Gods battered face, As to him He said, Verily, youll be with Me in paradise today, I say to you!
Then, from those torn lips flowed words of sealing A woman whose breast He leaned on To the disciple that leaned on His: Woman, behold your son! Son, behold your mother!
And, darkness covered the land for hours three; Chronicles and almanacs wriggled in disbelief; Time dropped her hands all mystified, As He cried, My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?
What pride mars the hearts of sinful mortals, Their evil enflamed by their wishful desires! One blinded man whispered, He calls for Elijah! Another mocked, Now, he needs help. We plunder our lives for goods of godless pleasure, We plummet our souls into hells horrendous grave; Then, we look at the Crucified Savior, And whisper to ourselves, He needs help!
The agony was over, the agony released; He knew it was over and felt the peace; Then, He said, I thirst! Lord, I was the cause and the reason why You thirsted. The liquid that most composes this earthly sheath Was drained from Your veins to wipe my shame; You thirsted in order that I may never thirst again!
They lifted to You that venomous vinegar To burn Your lips, to blunt Your pain. You turned Your Holy face in refusal, Your thirst was quenched when You quenched my shame.
Then, He cried It is finished; The Law and the Prophets brought to an end in Him. One Act of Jesus Christ of Nazareth Nullified religion, culture, and every human whim. The wisdom of the wise in their wallets, The power of princes in their pockets, Let forever be confined: Hes done with these, Im done as well; Im crucified to the world through Him. The old is blotted out, history has changed, The transgressor is no more; see, there this saint!
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Man no longer has works; these are acts of the Cross, From where alone flows each disciples works.
What cry now rends the heavens and the earth! What voice echoes through the corridors of space! Father, into Your hands I commit My spirit! The only Obedient Son died to live again!
The veil of the temple was torn asunder, The earth quaked and the rocks were split; His material case broke open; the path of heaven was paved.
The centurion fell to his knees in wonder, The crowd beat their breasts and cried; Silence! God hangs motionless, the penalty is paid.
As the sacrificial lamb brought to the altar, As the sparrow over running waters slain, He poured out His boundless love and drenched me with grace.
Lord, what is passion and how much zeals enough? Your Passion displayed passionately the ultimacy of love. The worlds fully obliterated, its only You all now!
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EYE SALVE
The eye salve went a missin and, boom, blew sunshine out of sky. But, it left this hope a lingerin that itll come back by and by.
The world needs one beautifier, this cooler of vision and eye. And, tho the world grow sorer and indifferent, The eye salve will beauty testify: This eye salve does hope certify, vision purify, the world beautify
anoint your eyes with eye salve, that you may see. Rev.3:18
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A DREAM RIDDLE
One dream of two segments, One prophecy on two courts, Unconfused, unmixed, in concord. The first part seems, obviously, fulfilled, I wait for the next to come, One of the dream, another of a prophecy; One ends something; the other fulfills one.
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TO EXPRESS OR NOT TO EXPRESS
If I hesitate to ink this page, silence is as good as the grave, Where people lay calm, undisturbed, cold and warm; And, this one chance do we all have as men: To express, to confess, to leave a sparkling trail for others, though all must end.
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EACH STROKE OF YOUR BLOOD
Each stroke of Your blood wiped away a stain off my canvas, Each stroke of Your blood wrote my history anew: One stroke after the other fall over this surface, And paint a picture thought by You! Lord, help me live a life worthy of Your sacrifice And shape me after Your choice !
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THE KEY TO WISDOM INTRO

During our walk through the course of this life This one thing we often realize That the world is made of fools and of the wise, So opposed as darkness is to light; Thus, also does Proverbs all people classify As those who love truth and those who fact despise: But, calamity and destruction are in folly so disguised That only the wise can through wisdom them identify;
Yet, the key to wisdom is not hidden but is openly testified: The fear of the Lord is wisdom summarized; The irreverence of God is folly maximized.
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THE LIGHTNING OR, THE RIVER OF LIGHT

This lightning blue has the blues dispelled From darkest heavens, with a peal of discord; Then, shimmering while the crackles distill It recoils to strike in rhythmic chord How variant are the lux and the buzz Of tributaries branching from this river of light!
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Socrates despises the beaming daylight Where the value of light is distinctly nill; Socrates delights in the thundering night When the cries of the day are blatantly stilled The pride of man is quenched by a thud Of this spark ignited by heavens dismayed.
Weve looked in the dark eyes of this cultured maid And have seen these watchers keep the time; Weve seen the blaze of Gods sparkling blade And have seen its angle never depart Oh Lord, how magnificent are Your works, The dawn is Yours and so the dusk!
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DELIVERANCE FROM MYSELF
I am my own enemy, I am my own death. Even if I chose, this thing I cant reject. I can fight or run from any enemy that I have; But, I cant fight or run from my very self!! Oh, how deadly is the state of that man who is ensnared by himself; How ghastly and fatal his hope and his end! Lord, bring me out of this miry clay of myself, And cast my feet on You, the Solid Rock!!
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FROM NOW ON
From now on May only Christ be magnified May only Christ be preached May only Christ be portrayed In thought, act, and speech.
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From now on May only Christ be satisfied May only Christ be pleased May only Christ be honored In life, desire, and deed.
TO THE GROUND MY FACE!

I wept and cried, but still I failed, Cos all the while my heart was still veiled; I sobbed, I shuddered, I wriggled in anguish; Yet, all the while my self didnt relinquish. And, as with words and thoughts the pulpit mounted I,
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My I did mount tho so humble felt I. If but a prick would have touched my skin, The ire wouldve oozed out with ounces of sin. Yet, in Your deep mercies Youve chastened my soul, You took me through failures to make me whole.
I may, yet, fail a number of times, but this assurance Ive forever, That Your mercies from me shall depart never. Lord, forgive Your child, cover me with grace. Unworthy I shall be to ever see Your face. These days will pass, one day Youll return, The elements will melt, the universe will burn. Then, these shadows of falsehood shall dissolve in Your Sun, Eyes shall see Your Glory and wail at Your return. For, what is man, this particle of dust, A mask of vanity, a vagabond on earth! I cover my eyes, I cover my face, Oh Lord, my Savior, I can only live by Your grace. I fall before You, Master: to the ground my face!
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PEACE
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The copters up grinned as down dropped the bombs How easily have we humanity erased! No, its not we but they who pilot us That have first erased humanness from their own hearts!
The copters bladed away as bullets ripped the air Metal kills metal as men kill men! No, metal is lifeless, men are alive; Only metal kills men and metal alike!
So, these men are as us without mercy or shame, What made them so lifeless, what power what name?
Fear, anger, hatred, and doubt Are the negatives that deaden their hearts.
A little girl below (running with her brother in arms): Cry not, my brother, my little dear doll, The copters will go away and with it all noise!
I want my mother, I cant see her around! She is now in heaven, and sees us here down.
The girl cries O mother, O mother, were left all alone, Were left with no mother, were left with no home!
The copters returned with more anger and ire, They poured all their fury in brimstone and fire.
The girl ran for shelter with the toddler in arms, The bombers rattled after unaware of this all For, as the smoke and the dust rose into the sky The eyes of truth were curtained.
The next morning, a Priest wails: Why God, my Master, did You all this allow? O terrors of darkness, what else you seek now?
GOD answers: This history is yours. Its you wholl write The story of man devoid of His God.
The story is sad its still You who allowed the guillotines, the gas chambers, the fiery clouds!
Domenic Marbaniang
If it was I who should have governed the earth, Then why create man to have dominion on earth? These are your inventions, your wisdom, your resolves That drive these divisions, that compel these discords. Its you who for religion hate each other and all And become more repulsive in the eyes of God. Its you who for your mission of justice for all Give in to the religion of violence and harm. Its you who for riches of this fleeting world Have exploited your brothers, your own flesh and blood. And, shall I not requite this faithlessness of you all Who abused your power while stewards in My house? Ill return your violence into your bossom, Your withdrawal of justice, of mercy and compassion. For, the end of all things will surely come, Men shall be judged for all theyve done. For, what could be rewarded unless it were done; But, youve chosen hatred and love youve shunned. O, turn now from evil, turn now from shame! Turn from judging each other by some name! For your hearts are fashioned all alike, But, evil is a venomous viper that strikes; So, beware and make amends, make peace with all first, Cease from all violence, from treachery and lust. Then, shall righteousness spring forth from the ground And bless you with assurance of glory from above.
The little girl comes in between God, I see Your answer is so true and so wise; But, weve lost our mother, weve lost all we had!
GOD answers: Youve lost not your heart, my daughter, Youve lost not your child-like faith. One day and sooner after, The world will get a bold shape. Then, you shall reign in glory Over princes, rich and strong, And they who are now stronger Will then be proved wrong. Keep this heart of yours as innocent As Ive made it with my heart; Ill return to give you justice, Ill come back with my reward.
Then, GOD vanished into thin air; And, the copters bladed through the air again.
Domenic Marbaniang
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