APPENDIX A.

SPIRITUAL POEMS APPENDIX.

 

                    1. "THE SIEVE OF WORTHLESSNESS".

                    2. "THE SHARP - EYED PICKERS".

                    3. ANOTHER IRON AND CLAY.

                    4. PRETTY RED AND WHITE STICKERS.

                    5. WHOSE MESSENGERS? WHOSE WITNESSES?

                    6. CHRIST'S SIGN.

                    7. FOR THE FAITHFUL.

 


 

 

The "Sieve Of Worthlessness".
(Isaiah 30:28 NWT).

 

                          "Dad, what is a sieve called worthlessness?
                          Is it like ours, to make things fine -- yes?"

                          "Where in heaven did you hear that, Jess?
                          From that old school, that's my guess."

                          "No. From that old book thrown in our bin,
                          It's got lots of words in it, Dad, all about sin."

                          "Sieves, son, separate out what we're not wanting.
                          Just a minute, is it me, Jess you're taunting?"

                          "No Dad. It's "to swing the nations to and fro",
                          Isaiah said it, in that book, in our bin, by the door."

                          "You read it son, you'll work it all out.
                          I've plenty of my own troubles to worry about."

                          "I'll read it to you Dad, if you'll wait,
                          It's in Isaiah thirty, verse twenty-eight..."

                          "Son, it's God sieving nations to where they fit;
                          Peoples -- leaving only misfits inside of it."

                          "We're a worthless nation, I've heard you say,
                          So will we fall through this sieve, or will we stay?

                          I mean, what's the old sieve for then, Dad?
                          Is it for everybody, the good, and the bad?

                          Yes, it separates the worthless, by how they live,
                          From those being refined through His sieve.
"

 


 

"...or as a few grapes in a vineyard might be overlooked by the sharp-eyed pickers, so also in those days three or four will be overlooked by those who search the houses to kill." (From 2 Esdras 16:29-32 NEB).

 

The "Sharp-Eyed Pickers".

                              They are still searching family clusters,
                              In every vicinity, with voices like silk.
                              Have they left frog-like expressions,
                              Propagations of demons, to rob your vine?


                              By faithful discernment we recognize spirit thieves,
                              That inhabit men and women when they can.
                              We publicly expose them, and are left in the vine.
                              Overlooked by these searchers who kill.


                              Their hordes can rob ignorant clusters, using
                              Apostate searchers, but are taunted by The Christ.

                                                         Written 14/3/86.

"Fierce flames are being kindled to burn you. A great horde will descend on you; they will seize some of you and make you eat pagan sacrifices. Those who give in to them will be derided, taunted, and trampled on."
                                                                         (From 2 Esdras 16:68-73 NEB).


 

Another Iron And Clay.

 

                        Kingdoms by intermarriage many did cradle,
                        These clues are for solving the truth, not a fable.
                        Nations like iron, mixed with clay that cannot cling,
(1)
                        Formed, last of all, upon the "wing".

 

                        A bar among clays, for profits they selfishly divide,
                        Before the 'Stone' among them with power will collide.
(2)
                        Is ever enduring, striking their commercial image,
                        Will become a 'mountain', during the 'Jacob' age.

 

                        'Smooth-skinned' clay-like ones spoilt their greed. (3)
                         Shattering their financial oppressive seed.
                         So have you solved this intermarriage indicator?
                         Who were Barclays in Ethiopia, the greedy manipulator.

                                                                Written: 2/12/86.

SOURCES:
(1) Daniel 2:42,43.     (2) Daniel 2:34,35.     (3) Isaiah 18:1-7 NEB.

 


 

Pretty Red And White Stickers.
(Acts 15:20. Rom 1:24-27).

 

Another ambulance carrying human contagion
Slows to a stop at blood red light.

Terminal agonies wait hopelessly within,
No impatience, only recompense.

Red hearts on stickers, windows, and walls,
Publicly advertise stubborn guilt.

Enemies in bloody veins give unclean gifts,
Spoiling the pretty stickers.

God's law, flesh-worshippers still reject,
And from vein to vein, their lives.

Pray no cure is ever allowed. That like Sodom
And Gomorrah, mankind will not disgustingly end.

                                                     Written: 15/2/87.

 Most immune deficiencies (A.I.D.S) are acquired by choice from the disgusting behaviour among certain men. Such deficiencies are restraints set in place by God. The 'fitting wage' (Rom 1:27. NEB) is death.

 


 

Many JWs are Postmen delivering worldly mail. I wrote this poem for them:

Whose Messengers? Whose Witnesses?

                    Messengers of words unseen, of contents unknown,
                    Are uncaring, but give help to troubles being sown.
                    Convey their own sin, through others owning wings,
                    To the wicked, the perverted, the rich, and kings.

                    Deliver threats, and curses, from the unclean;
                    They claim to be righteous, I've heard, and I've seen.
                    Wear uniforms, sealed by a crown;
                    Yet on 'sealed' ones of God they frown.

                    They change garments, for their house to house searches,
                    With consciences salved, with their fellows in churches,
                    Although His words they know, to "touch nothing unclean,"
                    Yet masquerade as righteous, before God are seen.

                    Being of this world -- their mail they carried,
                    Should now know with whom their spirit is married!
                    No more of this sect, enough is exposed,
                    Yet by the One who is Great, all is disclosed.

                                  Written: 7/6/86.

 


 

Christ's Sign.
(Isaiah 49:22).

 

Christ's cloud-like sea of distress                          (Matt 24:30. Zeph 1:14-18)
Began Lebanon's fall, like a thief,                                           
(Zechariah 11:1)
Of that I am a witness.

Zion's new birth, our land,
we will yet see.
When He clears Zion of sinners, they flee.                              
(Isaiah 33:14)

"Open up your protective doors, O' Lebanon,"                  (Zechariah 11:1-4)
that fire may devour your cedars..."
"Howl you massive trees of Bashan."

Majestic ones are being despoiled,
Their "shepherding the flock (meant)                               
    (Zechariah 11:4)
for the killing," is foiled.

Gog's crowd -- palatial tents of nations,                                     (Daniel 11:45)
Between the Grand Sea and His Mount,
With violence, did sever relations.                       
                   (Zechariah 11:6)

Ethiopia and surrounding nations
God sacrifices for His sons;                                                       
(Isaiah 43:3,4)
God's 'seed', where no panic runs.                                         
(Isaiah 33:20-24)

Written: 4/1/84.

 


 

For The Faithful.

                  Say something beautiful, that tired minds may rest;
                  Gently refreshing, like cool springs upon dry tongues.
                  True words, for the lonely and the sick to feel loved,
                  No more of unused stomachs that swell,
                  Of those who cannot cry anymore.
                  Say something beautiful.


                  Give generously your thoughts of pleasantness,
                  For those dying; remind them of His love, with kisses.
                  Remove their fears with a flood of loveliness.
                  Soothe, before moments of agony, with hope assured.
                  Speak love, before we part.
                  Say something beautiful.

                  Our Beloved is saving the faithful through afflictions.
                  He waits patiently to receive us home to happiness,
                  To ecstasies, of everlasting delight;
                  Keeping His promises, for the lowly and forlorn.
                  Will end all pain, tears, and doubts.
                  Our spirit will swell with indescribable joy, forever.

                                                 Written: 28/3/87.

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