Category Archives: Jesus Christ

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To Mock A King

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To Mock A King

Anyone can mock a man
And yes, most people do
Even without realizing
With their flippant spew

Anyone can mock a leader
Someone who tries hard
But often fails because they are
By their followers marred

Anyone can mock a God
Since most just can’t conceive
A being that’s far greater than
They are, they can’t believe

But there is a rare breed that can
Willingly mock a King
As a servant of one, I can’t
Think a sadder thing

My own King is one who receives
A lot of foolish mocking
I hear His name said as a swear
While I hear people talking

I hear the ignorant make fun
Without giving a thought
Of what this King did sacrifice
And lessons that He taught

They laugh and think this long-haired
Bearded King is so inane
They do not stop to think about
The suffering and pain

They show no thought of the message
Of love that He did guide
They disregard the grace He kept
Moments before He died

It takes a very unique person
To mock this great King
To make dumb jokes, to throw insults
To laugh and insults fling

It takes one that’s oblivious
To sacrificing all
To give everything of yourself to
Answer a higher call

It takes someone who does not see
Does not appreciate
A person who’s mission in life
Was to reduce the hate

Keep this fact in mind next time
You hear these people mock
Don’t just stand by silently
Don’t turn around and walk

Say things as you see them and
Remind them, tell them of
The life and mission of that King
His purpose: spreading love

Tell them that to mock a King
Takes very little class
Tell them when one mocks a King
It’s mocker who’s the ass

Tell them that they mock because
They feel they have low worth
Tell them that we must have something
Sacred on this Earth

To mock another is a sign
Of weakness and of fear
It’s one thing to mock family
A friend or mock a peer

But when one mocks a King I say
There is no greater shame
A revelation that they won’t
Give anyone acclaim

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Tree holocaust

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Tree holocaust

Murdered trees adorn the curbs
Amongst the stinking trash
For ten years they grew beautifully
Then chopped down in a flash

Decorated for two weeks
Then discarded as junk
The ignorance behind their death
Puts me in a small funk

Idiots and imbeciles
Defend their lack of thought
By just repeating what their parents
And grandparents taught:

“They grow them for this reason, to
Be chopped down for this day!”
With all due respect, to hell
With what these people say

To hell with things they tell themselves
To justify the greed
Of killing something ten years old
Just to selfishly feed

Their desire to decorate
Their living room and smell
That “fresh pine scent” that emanates
From evergreen’s dead shell

And when Christmas is over and
The needles start to fall
Time to kick it to the curb
And next year, have the gall

To kill another decade old
Tree that was “meant to die”
Just another sign of how
Mankind has gone awry

                                    ~Miro

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Happy Birthday, King of Kings

“What is Christmas?  It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future.  It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace.”  ~Agnes M. Pahro

Nativity

Happy Birthday, King of Kings

Happy Birthday, King of Kings
Today we honor you
A day that peace, benevolence
Good will and hope renew

We give each other presents because
Many don’t know how
To show we care with words so we
Use our gifts to endow

All our love and gratitude
To ones that we hold dear
Embarrassment is not something
A warrior does fear

Christmas is one of the few
Times of the year that we
Believe that words speak louder than
Actions to high degree

So when a gift is given, warriors
Will all make sure
Intentions behind their gesture
Are in no way obscure

“I love you,” “I appreciate,”
“I cherish,” “I respect”
Warriors aren’t afraid to
Acknowledge and connect

Let your guard down and be honest
With your cherished ones
Show your brothers, sisters,
Mothers, fathers, daughters, sons

Wives and boyfriends, girlfriends, nieces
Nephews, grandparents
Uncles, aunts and all the rest
That your love is immense

It’s all about serving the King
And the path that He laid
May that path be one that’s never
Diverged from or strayed

                            ~Miro

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Christmas Warriors

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Christmas Warriors

Christmas is upon us and
There’s cheer within the air
It’s the only time of year
Most people seem to care

Smiles are given readily
And no one walks away
Without a kind greeting of, “Have
A Merry Christmas Day!”

But ever stopped to wonder why
So many are so nice?
Why everyone is friendly instead
Of greeting with ice?

The truth is that as humans, we
Prefer to follow trends
We feel the Christmas spirit ‘cause
We’re copying our friends

And strangers that we see around
It’s easy to feel joy
When everyone around you does
Their best not to annoy

So then we have to ask ourselves
Who started this here trend?
Answer: Christmas Warriors
Who all refused to bend

The people who put their trees up
Two months ago and heard
Most people just scoff and say
“Already? How absurd!”

The people who stayed excited
Despite the rolling eyes
“Bah humbug!” and all other ways
That people would chastise

Take a moment to give thanks
To warriors who started
All the cheer we follow now
It’s them who first imparted

They didn’t let the regular
Aloof demeanor quell
The Christmas spirit in their hearts
Instead, they let it swell

So for the Christmas Warriors
Who bring that spirit back
Every single year and are
Greeted with only flack

I’d like to give my gratitude
For sticking by their passion
Even though November’s not
When Christmas is in fashion

Thank you for beginning this
Good will that we all feel
Thanks for leading all of us
With your great Christmas zeal

                                            ~Miro

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YOU Are The Problem

YOU Are The Problem

This message goes to anyone
Who struggles with a vice
And thinks that outside factors are
At fault, YOU should think twice

Do not blame your shortcomings
On anything but YOU
It’s time YOU took a moment from
Complaining to review

That YOU’re the one who isn’t trying
Hard enough to make
Your situation any better
And deal with your ache

YOU’re the one who lets others
Get all under your skin
That hands over the power to
Others who deal chagrin

YOU’re the one who isn’t trying
Hard enough to break
Bad habits, to realize
Giving in’s a mistake

YOU can’t blame the weather or
Blame the economy
It doesn’t take a microscope
To be able to see

That most things wrong in your life are
Because of YOU and how
YOU sit and play passenger
And constantly allow

Stressing factors to control
Your mood, your joy, your fear
Take a look in the mirror
And the real problem’s clear:

A person who can take control
But chooses to sit back
And hopes that things will get better
And prays to God for slack

The problem won’t be solved until
The person in the mirror
Leans a little closer and
Sees themselves a bit clearer

Sees the dormant Warrior
That’s sleeping deep inside
Realize the Creator
Already did provide

Everything that YOU need to
Conquer all of your fears
All of your frustrations and
Explore all new frontiers

Awake that fighting spirit deep
Inside YOU and YOU’ll see
The Warrior within YOU will
Proceed to set YOU free

Of all of your temptations and
Your shortcomings, your flaws
YOU’ll find that where before YOU ran
Your Warrior now draws

Strength from situations that
Would usually just drain
Everything’s a challenge to be
Conquered, even pain

Let the spirit of your Warrior
Awake and solve
The root of the problem and all
Your vices will dissolve

                            ~Miro

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Selective Righteousness

Selective Righteousness

Many speak up when they’re asked
About their views on gays
The sheep recite the Bible verses
That they seem to praise

They talk about how God has said
That being gay is wrong
They say it’s written, black and white
And so they feel quite strong

But also there in black and white
It says to love all those
Who you consider “enemy”
To love all who oppose

It also says in black and white
To not be jealous of
What your neighbor has amassed
Instead, to show them love

In black and white it says forgive
And walk the extra mile
It says to not allow anything
To upset or rile

It says “Fear not, for I’m with you”
And yet those who oppose
Homosexuality
Ignore much of this prose

Selective righteousness, they pick
And choose what comes with ease
They passionately stand by scripture
That the herd does please

But anything that comes with effort
Pain or sacrifice
Swallowing of pride or ego
Simply won’t suffice

And so the Christians who think “gay”
Is wrong will honk their horns
In traffic when another driver
Frustrates them or scorns

They’ll see a comrade’s gain as something
They wish was for them
They’ll say “So happy for you” while
Inside they just condemn

They’ll claim to follow “Prince of Peace”
But try to shatter love
That one man has for another
In name of Lord above

They’ll look on two women who love
Each other with pure hearts
And all they’ll see’s anatomy
The human private parts

They see not souls and spirits, just
The vessels which expire
They do not realize within
Is energy much higher

They’s prisoners of dying flesh
To bones that bend and break
And they are terrified of those
Who are now wide awake

They’re threatened by the ones who see
Above, beyond, more deep
Because they followed their hearts and
No longer act like sheep

For those that pick and choose by what
Is easiest to follow
This Warrior has something bitter
That you must now swallow:

Your Prince of Peace, your King of Kings
Preached to just let it go
And He would be ashamed of you
To see the grief and woe

That you spread with your ignorance
Your lack of sight and feel
Your inability to recognize
A love that’s real

Go ahead and pick and chose
What will test you the least
Keep following just the scripture
Spouted by your priest

Immerse yourself in just what works
For sake of ease and pleasure
Follow just the lines that come
With no effort, just leisure

But one day death will come for you
And it will all make sense
The fading of your mortal body
Makes the truth intense

And you will come to see how silly
It was to judge those
Who simply had same genitals
Underneath all their clothes

                                    ~Miro

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Remembering

In remembrance of every Warrior
who sacrificed EVERYTHING
for an ideal
for a cause
for us

Remembering

When I wake in my bed
Soft pillow under head
I remember

As I watch stunning dawn
While I put my clothes on
I remember

When I go grab a seat
To have something to eat
I remember

As I drive off to work
And the streets aren’t berserk
I remember

As I look at the sky
And see no warships fly
I remember

As I think of my rights
Which were won through your fights
I remember

As I think of the men
Who will not breathe again
I remember

The price that you paid
So we’re not afraid
I remember

The freedom of speech
And for our dreams to reach
I remember

To praise a Creator
And not a dictator
I remember

When troubles arise
I’ve no moans or cries
‘Cause I remember

I won’t disrespect
All you did protect
‘Cause I remember

That it cost you your lives
But your legend survives
‘Cause I remember

I’ll always remember…

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Different, Different

Different, Different

Different, different, people who
Don’t think or talk the same as you
Different, different people that
Believe something else when you chat

They’re so different it is said twice
They’re different, different, fire and ice
They don’t adhere to all the laws
And codes which gain all our applause

We gravitate towards all those
Who worship all the same, same prose
We form our circles, groups and cliques
With those who have same, same techniques

And when we see someone who’s not
Following the beliefs we’ve got
Isn’t it funny how we
Erect the walls or simply flee?

I guess that’s why the Son of God
Is someone who leaves me so awed
He saw all those who weren’t the same
And He did not try to defame

He walked towards, embraced, took in
He didn’t balk and cry, “Such sin!”
He didn’t use words like “Strange,” “Weird”
And different, different was not feared

He opened eyes and opened heart
When most got mad and did depart
He did possess great empathy
And left everyone to be free

He wasn’t simply herding cattle
He taught that life was a long battle
He taught to think for yourself and
To disagree, to take a stand

To not bend to another’s will
While never letting your heart fill
With anger, hatred or offense
Too bad most of his flock are dense

And too close-minded to allow
A different, different way than how
The way that only works for them
And different, different they condemn

                                       ~Miro

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Clean Christians

Here’s a poem about self-righteous and pious “Christians” who make too big stink over swearing, nudity and other “lewdness” and let these inconsequential things blind them from the big picture. I do believe they’ve lost the fuckin’ plot. ;)

Clean Christians

“Please no swearing! No lewdness and please no nudity!”
These taboo topics make so many stuck-up Christians flee
They do refuse to watch movies and TV shows which feature
Any of these “dirty things” because of what their preacher

Told them on a Sunday morn, “These things will lead to Hell!”
“Jesus Christ” is what I think and what I also tell
All these stuck-up “Christians” who see filth and run away
“Jesus Christ, you know the guy to whom you all do pray?

Yes, Jesus Christ, the man who did surround Himself with those
Who did not have the cleanest language or the nicest clothes
His posse was composed of not the cleanest men around
And all those pious, “Holy” places? Christ could not be found

He walked headlong into the places that were not pristine
You think He only spoke to those who kept their language clean?
You think He did refuse to speak to girls who bared their breasts?
I have a feeling that He did not just limit His quests

To places that were prim and proper, “Holy” and reserved”
And that is why these hypocrite “Christians” make us unnerved
They claim to follow in the steps of someone who stood fast
While their King did illuminate, they run away aghast

While their King made an effort to show grace, love, understanding
“Clean Christians” do get appalled and walk away, remanding
With all due respect to them, to HELL with what they think
Fuck their lack of empathy and Kool-Aid that they drink

Fuck their lack of heart and soul that should be showed in each
And every single action that they practice and they preach
Fuck their search for perfection, my Savior has taught me
There’s no such thing, but if you take a closer look, you’ll see

Beauty in the ones who swear, selflessness in those nude
Grace possessed by those unkempt and courage in the lewd
To all the “Christians” who have been mislead to think they follow
A perfect, pious Savior, here’s a filthy pill to swallow

                                                                God bless ;)

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“Let’s Roll”

“Are you guys ready? Okay, let’s roll!”  ~Todd Beamer, Warrior aboard United Airlines Flight 93


Let’s Roll

It’s been some years since terrorists
Hijacked the planes and crashed
Two of them into buildings
And left our spirits dashed

I’m not going to focus there
The news is sure to dwell
On the sorrow and heartache
Of that pure living hell

Instead I want to talk about
A Warrior that day
Named Todd Beamer who kept his cool
Amid all the dismay

A husband and a father of
Two boys, David and Drew
And Morgan Kay, the little girl
That Beamer never knew

On 9-11, Todd was on
United 93
The fourth plane that was taken by
The terroristic spree

He made a call on his cell phone
And somehow he got through
To someone and informed them of
What he was going to do

He spoke with Lisa Jefferson
Recited the Lord’s Prayer
And then spoke of Psalm 23
To make us all aware

That he was not afraid to die
His faith gave him the strength
And the courage to fight back
To go to any length

To walk through the valley of death
To endure through its shadow
To let go of the fear of what
Awaited him below

He rallied other passengers
To stand up and reclaim
The aircraft from the terrorists
When he did exclaim:

“Are you guys ready?” he asked them
And then he said “Let’s roll”
Leading them up to the cabin
To rush the console

I wonder how many there were
Just paralyzed with fear
Who stayed there in their seats and wished
That they could disappear

Beamer and the ones who rushed
The cabin showed to me
That every single one of us
In life is a trainee

They showed that we do not rise to
What expectations are
Instead we fall to level of
All our training so far

The ones who stood up with courage
Were Warriors before
They set foot on that plane that day
And it took off to soar

They didn’t have a sudden transformation
And become
Heroes, the reason that they
Did not to fear succumb

Is simply ‘cause they didn’t fall
To fear before that day
They dealt with problems with courage
Which is the Warrior’s Way

They trained to deal with turmoil
And that’s why Todd kept calm
We’re told that he sounded at peace
As he recited Pslam

Every single thing you do
In your life greatly matters
It decides if your resolve
Will hold or if it shatters

We must remember not just that
He was a hero there
We should recall what made him that
What gave him strength to bare

It should inspire all of us
To try harder, to train
To bring along that courage as
We set foot on that plane

Todd’s words inspired soldiers who
Were sent to fight the foe
“Let’s roll” became their battle cry
To let the rivals know

That they had trained to have courage
They trained their strength and calm
They’ll keep their cool with whizzing bullets
Or a ticking bomb

Do not dwell just on the death
And two buildings destroyed
Although so tragic, this story
Of hope is not devoid

Focus on the hero who
Stood up to take control
The courage to fear no evil
And calmly said “Let’s roll”

      for Todd Beamer and the heroes
                             of United Airlines Flight 93