‘Not like Cain’ (contest: Cain and Abel 1st draft) Cain and Abel. A human tragedy protraying Satan’s hatred for righteousness in any degree. As when he later slayed his brother Jesus. But retracted this heinous act when resurrected Christ to heaven,… wouldn’t you agree? First nailed to a tree until dead. Then three days later… … More Not Like Cain

‘No Greater Love’ (contest: The Greatest Sacrifice 1st draft) Young and old shouted joyfully as Christ rode into Jerusalem upon a colt: “Save, we pray! Blessed is the one who comes in Jehovah’s name!” Mark 11:9. On the road before him placing outer garments and leaves paving his way. Hands cutting down branches swiftly, in … More No Greater Love

Reigns of Trust Love is learned. Seen. By watching Intently. Through creation even gleaned. A duck with her duckings, Cats with their kittens, Lionesses with their cubs On the Serengeti Plain under vigilant gaze Of an African king. Pride approaches Nuzzles Strokes… his golden mane. In our families Can we imitate This love Respect Designed … More Reigns of Trust

Famine No More Famine. Internationally Scourges our land. Often manmade. Globally its span. Rooted in war, envy, greed. Children especially Innocent victims In terrible need. Malnutrition, pestilence. Ending in death. While abundance elsewhere Cries, “Injustice! Theft!” But scales of justice Balanced soon. Although now a time Of writhing gloom: “There will be food shortages… in … More Famine No More

The ‘Book of Life’ (1st draft) From “the founding of the world” written down, Symbolically speaking–persons whole Dedicatedly, of heart, mind and soul Seeking to please Jah, so as to be found In “the Book of life.” For did not Moses to Jehovah say After His people, Jah, did not obey: “But now if you … More ‘The Book of Life’

Hope Is the Thing With Feathers Hope is the thing with feathers. To the utmost heights it can fly. As an eagle with piercing vision glides up or across both cloudy or cloudless skies. Hope is the thing with feathers. Into darkness it soars exiting with a lightness causing others to explore. Hope is the … More Hope Is the Thing With Feathers

Life’s Seasons (Contest:Life) Special breed. Seeds. Individual blooms. Rain. Sun. Carefully pruned, left ungroomed? Free to climb flowering vine. Limbs to uplift or choke? Unkind. Lass, laddie, bloke granted amazing gift– Utterly divine. Storms strip leaves dry, lusterless. Diseased. Yet, attached flourishes foliage flexible bending in ease, deep roots burrowing further. Nutrients extract. Brevity series … More Life’s Seasons

[ Children playing on the tracks ] Children playing on the tracks distracted by games, bullies or just having funsince day in and out no train comes whether in rain or sun. Signs posted overhead faded cracked, never read. When a shrill whistle begins to blow most ignore as they felt they were in the … More

Equilibrium . . . Maintain (Dedicated to my worldwide family detained) O my! How the pendulum swings for us human beings. Back-and-forth between extremes. Highs, then lows. Kind, then mean. Humble, then haughty on the balance beam depending on who, or what, the dollar amount in a bank account their talents or authority brings. A … More Equilibrium . . . Maintain (Dedicated to my worldwide family detained)

Hope Renewed As each night approaches my hope goes through changes. Shadows ensue. My faith it pursues. Saddened I become. For my confidence proceeds to falter. Since felt delayed a particular hope. “Expectation postponed makes the heart sick, But a desire realized is a tree of life”. Pro. 13:12. To impatience I imperfectly succumb. Wrestling … More Hope Renewed