| More Poems by D.G. Isch |
| The Bells of Liberty The bells of liberty ring across the land Where freedom rings throughout with clarity of sound From York to Angeles freed men stand The bells of liberty ring across the land From the eastern shores came the Puritan lot And from the south the Spanish for the Rico Oro they came There were no Bells Of Liberty in their game The native peoples of this fertile geographic display Did raise and nurture their children with whom they play Freedom was lost from the Alleghenies to the Rockies-lined coast For white man's greed did rage against this land's original host There were no Bells Of Liberty in the land The Native American fought with trepidity of spirit, alas did fall But now their oppressors have acquiesced to all Travesties surmounted on black, brown and red, and yellow of skin All mankind now searches for equality within And once and for all we make our stand So The Bells Of Liberty ring across the land |
| One of Three Ways Often I have gone to the Lord with plenty of requests And just as often come away without a hint of his bequest The answers I sought after were soulishly mine My desires were not His I could tell, for my prayers were benign I would ask with selfish intent and hope He would comply But God is sovereign and to these prayers I had no reply So I went to the Word, found a sense of respite I had not considered His plan for my life So I once more went to the Lord and spoke with a new voice I humbled myself and in His plan did rejoice I asked not for myself or for the desirs without I soon found an end to my spiritual draught It only took Scripture to resolve that which I alone did create I now know when God hears our prayers He always answers in one of three ways YES--NO--OR--WAIT |
| Simplicity The simplicity of the love God has given Abounds in all without cost or condemnation He gave his Son for the justification of our sin And with His resurrection to life salvation begins We are sanctified, set apart, holy and clean If asked He will lift us up on eagles' wings If all of this is true and simplicity exists in these words Why are so many without guidance, lost sheep, bound in herds Again, simplicity is the answer to all disqualified from eternal life They open not ears or eyes to see Christ's light |
| FOR LOVE It was for love he was born into this world It was for love he lived as one of the poor He worked from his youth until it was time to begin Then a cousin pronounced him the Messiah, the savior of men After some time in the desert and facing the prince of this world He chose his companions and made his request He asked that they follow his teachings and do their best Without thought of self or possessions, he owned not a thing He thought only of others and love he could bring The poor he did love and healed with a touch The rich he pitied for having too much He talked with the teachers and lawyers as well He warned them of religious traditions and impending hell They cared not for his teachings or miracles performed They were taken by vanities and devotion to Rome But for love of the Chosen he continued to teach Until a friend, then a betrayer, one of his followers deceived For a bag full of money, a few pieces of coin The leaders of the nation conceived of a plan They followed him to the Garden and after he prayed Came a kiss from a friend by whom the Son of Man was betrayed Into the center of villains the Messiah was thrust His followers did abandon him, leaving only his Father to trust While the prince of this world falsely claimed victory over light They tried him and scoffed him and beat him with whips They tore out his beard and bloodied his lips He stood before men and spoke not a word His work was nearing the end as a man. From the beginning he had known the Father's plan It was for love he was born into this world And for love he would die Those who knew the truth heard his voice And with him will reside He was asked 'what is truth' and answered it thus, "My kingdom is not of this world. If it were, my followers would fight at all costs." Then the Chosen of God turned away from his face They called him a blasphemer and hung him on a cross Some did chide him and others just laughed But his mother and John watched as he breathed his last He cried, "It is finished." Then he was removed from the tree and put in a tomb But three days later it was an empty room He rose from the dead and walked once more Over five hundred saw him in the towns and by the Galilean shore Then he ascended to the right hand of the Father, taking his rightful seat. But the Holy Spirit, which descended on him like a Dove Was now sent by Him from the Father to his followers on Pentecost Day Telling his Remnant to love one another as they follow The Way His Holy Spirit continues to this day to inspire So, when asked why I think he had to suffer and die I have only one answer For you and I AND FOR LOVE |
| BETTER THE LOVE FROM GOD ABOVE WITH HEART SO BOLD AND NEVER COLD |
Yea Though I Walk
As across the darkened pathway I dreamily walk, I spy a
figure as dark and ominous as the darkness itself. I stop. I
pause. The mystical figure ceases to move! As if by
satanic intuition he knows my every move.
I walk again,l in almost catlike movement. I once more
see the dark deceiving figure casting himself into my
life, inexorably bound to me as I try to evade closer
contact. But as a bug is drawn to the flame, the figure
comes closer and closer as I walk even more hastily
through the darkness.
The darkness surrounds me. I'm not lost and yet I feel
abandoned as I pierce the darkness to view small
glimmers of the ever pursuing figure moving, ever
moving to me, unabated by the dark, casting himself
closer and closer until I am gripped with fear.
I run, I run as fast as my faithless legs can carry me to
the closest lamppost! I turn, head down expecting the
specter of Death himself to touch my deepest soul.
As I muster the courage and strength to look forward I
can see first his feet touching mine, and then as I raise
my head to full stature, I realize under the light that my
great fear has been me! For in the darkness I fled from
only myself, my shadow.
The lamp that drew me to safety like Christ has revealed
my only true enemy; where there is light the dark cannot
exist.
As across the darkened pathway I dreamily walk, I spy a
figure as dark and ominous as the darkness itself. I stop. I
pause. The mystical figure ceases to move! As if by
satanic intuition he knows my every move.
I walk again,l in almost catlike movement. I once more
see the dark deceiving figure casting himself into my
life, inexorably bound to me as I try to evade closer
contact. But as a bug is drawn to the flame, the figure
comes closer and closer as I walk even more hastily
through the darkness.
The darkness surrounds me. I'm not lost and yet I feel
abandoned as I pierce the darkness to view small
glimmers of the ever pursuing figure moving, ever
moving to me, unabated by the dark, casting himself
closer and closer until I am gripped with fear.
I run, I run as fast as my faithless legs can carry me to
the closest lamppost! I turn, head down expecting the
specter of Death himself to touch my deepest soul.
As I muster the courage and strength to look forward I
can see first his feet touching mine, and then as I raise
my head to full stature, I realize under the light that my
great fear has been me! For in the darkness I fled from
only myself, my shadow.
The lamp that drew me to safety like Christ has revealed
my only true enemy; where there is light the dark cannot
exist.
| In the Twinkling of an Eye Life passes you by, not in a glimpse or a rambling montage But with the diligent and minute intricacies of every moment Which inexorably meant more than you thought, but sometimes Did not mean so much From the time of your youth and that first rebellious act until That first kiss with a girl you thought you loved, but hardly knew But then you see as if yesterday has returned the tragedy of the Loss of the first loved one A grandfather or an aunt or maybe a best friend's dad All you remember is how terribly sad the thoughts Which permeate the moments as they are revealed. And then comes adolescence and the love of your life and you Once again remember just what is important in life The love of another with whom you think you could never do without And then the jealousy and the strife that tore you apart As adulthood gathers and you move from relation to relation You once remember that temporal elation, that first And enduring love of so long ago. In selfish desire you try with all of your heart to rekindle that love Which was lost when first you did love Only to find that it is as far from the east as the west. Then in a glimpse of later years you succumb to the thoughts that you At best must compromise the euphoria of that first love and make finally A choice to accept that which best fills the lonely void. Sure, you can find trophies to placate the empty abode with beauty And vivacious adornments for a moment in time, but Only to find that even with beauty a void still exists. And then as you grow older you look beyond the beauty of the lustful delights and seek that which is within, not that which is without If luck and God's grace abounds in your life you soon come Upon the one and the only mate which will give you the fullness Of life, and then and only then may you find God's true delight For it is not in the outward beauty or the lustful fulfillment That will last through the years, but a spirit which is only found When, while shedding tears that your one true love Stands by your side and with you always will abide. For in the twinkling of an eye God in His mercy has wisely Brought you your one true mate. |
| Beyond the Realm Beyond the realm of daily life in this world God's love Sets upon us as the sun breaking on a mountain meadow Within this world without God man is nothing but shadow Darkness besets his every thought But as the sun brings light to the meadow and life abounds So it is in man with his revelation of God The light breaks into the darkness of his soul Then within him God will go Man was made to commune with the Creator And thus the creator he is destined to know Agape love is the beaming incandescence Which is set aglow once man's heart is freed to sow Such love can only come as God has shown Through His only Begotten Son Then when man has accepted such love Such a man is guided from above And given a woman to share such joy Just such a love between woman and man Can never exist without a heavenly plan As surely as the Maker gave Adam his Eve God has given you to me |
| R E A S O N S I cast a thousand reasons to the wind and suppose that all will justify the ends Upon my reasons I lose all doubts as to wheres or whys or whens But upon these reasons I find no peace or grace that by human logic abounds Within my lonely vestige of selfish will-less soul I only find more guilt that propounds Soaring in the gloomy vicissitudes of a witless brain I try once more for peace to gain But no peace of mind in reason and human logic so purported to contain So in desperate straits I turn as others before me have done To God the Father and Jesus Christ His only Begotten Son |
| Tombstones, Hospitals and Jails Always upon the horizon for those on their way to hell Me, myself and I have seen all three Tombstones and hospitals for family and friends and incarceration of I, myself, ME But no matter how often God made known He is there I continued to carry out evil desires without care Until one day in March, it was '90 or '91 My selfish desires had reduced me to dung But God in his mercy and Grace with a loving decree Game me one more chance to be set free Finally giving up self and kneeling to pray Jesus came and carried my sins away So, no longer do I consider the tombstones, hospitals and jails For Christ beyond the cross had made me well No longer do I fear Tombstones, Hospitals and Jails |
| Old Jonah Old Jonah got a command, then he ran And a boat is no place to hide Old Jonah found himself in a fish He never made it to Tarshish He prayed and God put him on land From God he got another command Old Jonah went to Nineveh and said In forty days you'll all be dead With sackcloth and ashes they did repent Because of God's mercy He did relent Old Jonah became angry and full of ire Old Jonah ask of God if he could expire By grace and a plant God made Old Jonah happy again Then a worm came along and once more he did sin At sunrise the wind from the east did blow Old Jonah had no place to go Old Jonah pleaded with God to take away his life His pride was hurt, it cut like a knife God told Old Jonah his compassion was unwisely spent For he cared not for the thousands who prayed to repent So if God gives you a mission just go His way Don't be like Old Jonah and with fishes play Do as God bids without anger or ire And in the Lord let your heart be on fire |
| SIDES You can run but you just can't hide Does it prosper a man when he's died In this world of do your own thing If he has never chosen a side To find your true calling is an innate desire For bettering this world we all aspire It matters not if you are remembered at all What matters above all is the soul reaching higher So consider the lilies of the field They toil not but beauty they yield The secret isn't in what they have done The fact of their elegance is in the appeal They were created for the eye so all would know The Creator has more than this to bestow It's yours for the asking and seeking to find So pick the side of the Creator, He'll never say no |
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