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Old 04-09-2021, 02:56 AM
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Our throne.

Come----Dance with me my darling, Come----Dance this one last time
And whisper all the sweetest things, to thrill this heart of mine
Then say that you still love me even after all these years.
Weep no more my little one and wipe away those tears.

Save your tears for others, for those youíll see no more,
But rejoice with me my dearest one, as I pass through lifeís last door
For there our throne awaits me, we have won the victory
And "Death" the ruler of this world, he has--------no power over me.

Now death where is your victory, now death, where is your sting?
Rejoice with me my better half, and with the angels sing;
Then kiss me with your tender lips, and whisper your good-bye
Til we meet once more, there in our throne ------- together, "You and I."

The Anointed.
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Old 04-09-2021, 10:52 AM
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Old 06-09-2021, 06:02 AM
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Beautiful!

Thank you Mam.

I HOPE THIS LETTER FINDS YOU WELL

He sealed the envelope with teardrops, cos sometimes grown men cry
And the stamp, he kissed with his trembling lips as he whispered his goodbye
Then he dropped it in the mailbox, walked away with bow-ed head
Now I sit beside his tombstone, reading what that letter said.

Youíve hurt me once to many times, thatís why Iíve hit the track
I donít know where I am going to, but I know I wonít come back
So, goodbye to you my darling, it hurts more than I can tell
And though, Iím leaving you forever, I hope this letter finds you well.

I just canít stay another day, my heartís cut to the core
Canít put our kids through hell again, nor hurt them anymore
In other gardens now Iíll plant my seed, but will their fragrance smell
Like the garden that Iím leaving now? I hope this letter finds you well.

Then he sealed it with his teardrops, cos sometimes grown men cry
And the stamp, he kissed with his trembling lips, as he whispered his goodbye
He dropped it in the mailbox, as he turned and walked away
But his lifeís story doesnít end there, with the note he wrote that day.

For when I came out to this garden, where my motherís body lay
An old man who clasped a letter, lay here lifeless cold and gray
His writing seemed familiar, and it somehow rang a bell
When I saw that he had closed it with, I hope this letter finds you well.

Tears wet that old manís letter, and smudged the ink before they dried
Cos when I read it in the morning light, it was I this time who cried
He had written to his children just before he passed away
And he begged them to forgive him. This is what he had to say.

My children please forgive me, I only learned the other day
That your mother left you long ago, now I donít know what to say
The only garden where Iíve plantedó any seeds apart from hers
Is the gardens down in Melbourne, in which Iíve worked these forty years.

I had to see your motherís grave, and last night she came to me
Though I know that I was dreaming, it seemed as real as it could be
She kissed me and forgave me in words clearer than a bell
Forgive me too, for what now I do. I hope this letter finds you well.

Forty years ago, their father had kissed those kids goodbye
Forty years ago his letter, had made their mother cry
A rifle shot rang from the tool shed and they ran to where she fell
In her hand, a note that ended with, I hope this letter finds you well.

He never sealed the letter, which had made this young man cry
And I stroked his age-ed forehead, as I whispered my goodbye
All his children, they were with him when he took that final ride
And they laid him where I found him, here, by my motherís side.

The Anointed.
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Old 06-09-2021, 06:42 AM
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ENDLESS LOVE

There are countless lives before us
Like the stars up in the sky
But should the cord be cut to this one
Should either of us die
Before our separate spirits
Are entwined and bound as one
Forever more would we be parted
But now the bonding has been done.

Now we will know each other
In those lives still yet to be
Though our forms are ever changing
I’ll know you and you’ll know me
We will recognize each other
Passing through life’s endless doors
I will find you in the darkness
Then will our spirits, dance once more.

In the countless lives before us
In each one if you’ll be mine
I will pluck a star from heaven
And in the nights of endless time
I will thread them on eternity
One, for every life we live
Then when the heavens are devoid of light
The universe to you I’ll give.

The Anointed.
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Old 06-09-2021, 06:54 AM
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SUNSET

eighty years toward my sunset
I’ve trudged this dusty track
Eighty years of blood and tears and sweat
With no way of getting back
Cos I’ve got to keep on moving
Towards that setting sun
And the hills ahead are proving
There’s still heaps more to be done.

Up ahead it’s much to dark to see
What’s hidden on life’s track
Yet the things I’ve left behind me
Seem so clear when looking back
I’ve done things that filled my heart with joy
And things that caused me pain
Along the track, I’ve sired a girl and boy
And I’d do it all again.

A woman walks here by my side
We’ve been together all these years
At fourteen she swore she’d be my bride
And share my joys and tears
She lit the pathways that I’ve trod
In a world so dark and deep
And if there’s one thing that I’d ask my God
This angel woman, let me keep.

For she will lay me down to rest
Where the sweetest blossoms fall
And I know, beyond this sunset
Someday I’ll hear her call
Then once again I’ll stand here by her side
When that new day has begun
And hand and hand I’ll wander with my bride
Toward another setting sun.

The Anointed.
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Old 07-09-2021, 10:19 AM
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My Daughter.

Don't you dance to the tune the world is playing
Don't you march to the rhythm of their drum
Your pathway through life has been determined
And set before you is the race that you must run.

There are many who are called, but few are chosen
He chooses only from the cream of the crop
And though many may fall along the wayside
You my child will endure and reach the top.

Just to see you standing high upon His mountain
With the crown of his glory on your head
And to know, that I played a small part in it
Before I travel through the valley of the dead.

So goodbye my child, I travel on forever
On the stream of time that flows toward the end
But I know some day we'll all be back together
In the oneness of our Saviour, Lord and friend...... The Anointed.
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Old 08-09-2021, 07:07 AM
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WISDOM

She was the first of all creation
With her, God made the world
He named the woman "wisdom,"
And in her arms I now am furled.

She sings her songs of mystery
With words that tease the mind,
Suggestive of some ecstasy
Erotic, yet divine.

She fiddles on my heart strings
And with her magic bow,
Sweet tunes contrived in heaven
From my heart and mind now flow.

The loquacious liquid from her lips,
Expands my feeble mind,
With each and every precious kiss
I reel as if from wine

And babble incoherent words
Unable to express,
The wonders I envision
When our lips are tightly pressed..... The Anointed.
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Old 10-09-2021, 07:20 AM
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I’ve always lived the life before me
Never strove for fame or glory
I’ve let many of life’s chances pass me by
They were all there for the taking
But nothing in my life was lacking
Was I wrong to live that life and if so, Why?
The path of life I choose to follow
May be long and straight and narrow
And there’s times that I might have strayed a bit
But the love of she who bore my children
By who my sins have been forgiven
Is the one who always draws me back to it.
So let others climb the stairway
To the heights of fame and wealth
I’m content to simply be the one I am
To grow old with my companion
And share the dreams of all our children
Til we return to where the world and all began……. The Anointed.
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Old 10-09-2021, 11:15 PM
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HYPOCRITES

Love mercy and compassion, they seem to be the fashion
With the righteous and the goodies of today's society
They lobby the authorities although they are minorities
Demanding that our killers be shown partiality.

Like AIDS they wouldn’t hurt you they’re just a virus growing in you
That prevents your antibodies from accomplishing their ends
They simply let the cells that kill you, multiply until they fill you
And destroy the very body on which your lives depends

Now to cure the greater body we must get rid of those who lobby
For justice in this world to slowly fade
The price of crime must be extracted old penalties reenacted
Life for life and compensation must be paid.

Will our children of the future praise this age who in it’s stupor
Encouraged cancerous cells to multiply
Or do we heed the warning of our unborn child who’s calling
Physician heal thyself or else I die....... The Anointed.
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Old 11-09-2021, 06:58 AM
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I’ve left my little daughter
In a make shift crib down by the water
And her mother’s grave is not too far away
I made a cross from timber slates
That I broke from off the busted back
Of what was left of our old horse and dray.

The old gray horse with broken legs
And a bullet hole through It’s head
Is lying at the base of the basalt wall
And amid our gear all strewn around,
My son lies dead there on the ground
The only one who died in that tragic fall.

It was I who put the old horse down
While my wife sat there without a sound
She sat there with her head between her hands
I helped her get back on her feet
And we struggled down beside the creek
Where she lay beneath the shade, there in the sands.

She groaned and moaned in awful pain
And told me that she thought her brain
Was swelling like a damper in her head
So I nursed her there all through the night
And I lay by her and held her tight
But in the morning in my arms, she was dead.

So I dug a grave and laid her there
To keep the crows and dogs off her
Then I sat and nursed our little baby girl
Again the pain that I couldn’t hide
As I felt the bleeding deep inside
And I knew I hadn’t long left for this world.

I pray natives use that water hole,
Before my daughter’s dead and cold
For I can’t let our baby watch me die
The rifle’s here beside my son,
And now I do what must be done
Goodbye my little baby girl, goodbye...... The Anointed.
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