• Others 25.07.2007 No Comments

    The Light of the World came to Brother Joseph,
    And dispelled the darkness that was only a myth.
    Dark philosophy drew mankind away from the right.
    Thanks, Prophet Joseph, for turning on the light.

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    The Light of the World came to Brother Joseph,
    And dispelled the darkness that was only a myth.
    Dark philosophy drew mankind away from the right.
    Thanks, Prophet Joseph, for turning on the light.

    A modern prophet to teach us correct principles;
    Now, a path through the darkness is more simple.
    He formed an organization, so work can be done;
    Eternally, we can work the plan–with divine fun.

    It is time to choose this day, whom ye will serve;
    The bright light of heaven, or Satan’s dark curve.
    Go forth, and bravely do as the Lord commands,
    For the light of heaven sustains the soul of man.

    Man toys in darkness–no thought of tomorrow;
    Breaks his own heart, with the follies of sorrow.
    A darkened world cannot see the purity of love;
    Nor, to what measure purity delivers us to God.

    A prophet brought the Latter-Days upto eternity,
    For time no longer measures–a reach for infinity.
    Jesus is the man He said He was, Joseph stated;
    By earth’s reckoning, his testimony is well dated.

    Consider young Joseph, who bore the holy truth;
    Just a boy…to counter darkness and turn us lose.
    He sacrificed his life to prove his testimonial path;
    Building God’s nation with truth–in the aftermath.

    Thank you, Joseph, for tuning me on–to the light;
    You bore sacred testimony, with all of your might.
    As a lamb to the slaughter, you gave God your all;
    Your blood follows Jesus Christ, just standing tall.

    Shameful man, if you fear anything, fear yourself;
    Without Joseph, you have clouds of darkness left.
    This wretched world claims to have the right light;
    A congregation is probably true–in a mite size bite.

    Trapped in his free acency, by the power of night;
    Contented with a narrow view–to hide from light.
    The church of Christ is available to guide the way,
    Because a hope in heaven comes to earth to stay.

    A dark world changed, when Joseph saw the light;
    The light of heaven must have been a lovely sight.
    A prophet slow-of-speech had his destiny to meet;
    At God’s feet, he introduced God’s judgement seat.

    Recorded prophets brought sacred keys to Joseph;
    Ministering angels offer salvation that can save us.
    Some adamantly proclaimed that heaven is a myth.
    Excuse me, Sir!…this young man–is Joseph Smith.

    Mankind wanders on earth–in a terrible darkness;
    Secretly hiding from God–all his unrighteousness.
    The Devilish!…can’t detect an obvious dark cloud,
    Which hide Satan’s devices–to draw-in the proud.

    Our agency is God’s sacred loving salvation key;
    We choose good or evil, for the right to be free.
    Because heavenly light is so brightly outa-sight,
    The blind follow the blind…with perpetual fright.

    Brother Joseph exposed truth for the sake of man;
    Faithful to the end, as Jesus willed His command.
    Finally, we see clear through the blackest night;
    Thanks, Brother Joseph, for turning on the light.
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  • Others 25.07.2007 No Comments

    Affection naturally inclines a change
    that summons up the blood;
    For love is an emotional vibration,
    just as flowers intend to bud.

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    Affection naturally inclines a change,
    that summons up the blood;
    For love yeilds an emotional vibration,
    just as flowers intend to bud.

    Scary appears within an innate mind,
    by a guided form of enticement.
    Lovely affection creates a disallusion,
    with a revolting developement.

    Skirting beyond repairs–of sensibility,
    sings old love-tunes out-of-key.
    Friends share congeniality–for awhile,
    But will rollover on shackability.

    Lo, and behold, something lies beneath,
    which offers repulsive wrinkles;
    A blooming opportunity pays material,
    by adding monetary sprinkles.

    Expect no favorable reaction–to fees,
    reciprocal with the foreign stranger.
    Neighbors treasure-up odd memories,
    A guardian fan–to a corpse ranger.

    Blood is a phenomenal force of sense,
    resting tightly within conclusion.
    Avoid a derangement of encounters,
    with an argumentative repulsion.

    Crazy is not exactly a wise evaluation,
    because the truth is hard to see.
    A mind rambles boldly in a frantic search,
    for some loony tune out-of-key.
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  • Others 25.07.2007 No Comments

    Jesus Christ lays a true path to prophecy;
    His souls can be sure…to endure to the end.
    He was borned on earth–to fulfill the past,
    And heal the broken hearts–of His friends.

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    Jesus Christ lays the true path of prophecy;
    His souls can be sure…to endure to the end.
    He was borned on earth–to fulfill the past;
    And heal the broken hearts–of his friends.

    His way! is the decree of an eternal world,
    For those beginless days, nor end of years.
    Finite minds cannot perceive His mysteries,
    That prophesy the drying of infinite tears.

    In the spiritual realm–where principles exist,
    The wages-of-war continue to go on forever.
    Truth prophesies: the final fall of falsehood;
    Lies can not realize, but they are only clever.

    Compassion is deep within a heavenly reach,
    Where selfish degradation can win no prize.
    A conflict between self, and a Godly preach,
    Will open windows–that teach us how to fly.

    Once we outgrow the binding limits–of self,
    Jesus extends our future for eternal growth.
    Our inner confines…we depend-on for truth,
    Will blossom like a rose–on an endless path.

    Loose the search of self–in a Greater Being,
    That a hope-of-faith will improve your reach.
    You are a disciple of Jesus, with truer needs;
    So, reach inside for outside children to teach.

    Opportunities abound…in running from hell,
    For wanderers who loose their immortal soul.
    Prophecy promotes the value of Jesus’ name;
    To see the Father…by what the Son foretold.
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  • Others 25.07.2007 No Comments

    Man’s governed land demands respect,
    Which accounts for a degree of heck.
    Various laws may serve common man;
    Order legalized measure–for the land.

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    Man’s governed land demands respect,
    Which accounts for a degree of heck.
    Various laws may serve common man;
    Order legalized measure–for the land.

    An eternal circumspect of sacred rule,
    Discuss the Lord’s business with fools.
    Decide if virtue should dwell on earth,
    And allow devils…to determine worth.

    See!…is belief, that not-seeing is false;
    Trust evidence–in the eyes of a cause.
    Beyond sight, the eyes are fool hearty;
    Making judgement, that truth is tardy.

    Earthlings are captured by the money;
    It is a fickle god to provide man plenty.
    While sacred laws…hang on the cross,
    Substance governs the rules of a boss.

    Evidence lays claim on the falsified lack;
    Advance foul proof, and then, setback.
    Provisions that follow revengeful pride,
    Cancel retaliation for the sake of a ride.

    The poor truth…is in a rich man’s greed;
    Rules say: a poor man–he doesn’t need.
    Destroy the helpless fool on the ground;
    Kick him another time–kick’n’ em down.

    Use and abuse…has cut a poorman lose;
    Just a mile in his shoes contains a noose.
    Identify the absence as a proven stance,
    Negative evidence! gives God a chance.
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  • Better Off 20.07.2007 No Comments

    Never boast of defensive truth,
    with a guardian of pride.
    Be grateful for divine worth,
    for truth is on your side.

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    Never boast of defensive truth,
    with a guardian of pride.
    Be grateful for divine worth,
    for truth is on your side.

    There is a measure of glory,
    by admitting a wrong.
    Singing your tell-tale story,
    repent…your sad song.

    Alright!…is better…all alone,
    than rebellious company.
    Truth will glorify your song,
    and cure mean grumpy.

    Should you achieve greatness,
    humor defends you–lowly.
    Establish your true meekness,
    as the world turns slowly.

    Die for supremacy of Christ;
    turn to the other cheek.
    Stand tall…alone, for the right,
    and be humble and meek.

    Record God’s file in heaven,
    for every soul of birth.
    The earth is thickly covered,
    by souls of divine worth.

    Count your blessings–complete;
    give glory to God on high.
    God’s holy power is replete–
    the solution to Grand Pride.
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  • Better Off 20.07.2007 No Comments

    The human body glows with a splendid glory,
    Beginning with conception…for a lively story.
    A temporal support with many tiny elements,
    Continue to sustain life with full development.

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    The human body glows with a splendid glory,
    Beginning with conception…for a lively story.
    A temporal support with many tiny elements,
    Continue to sustain life with full development.

    Life depends upon a daily nutritional industry;
    Adding duly substance to electrify chemistry.
    A heartbeat pounds to rhythmic brainwaves,
    Exposing God’s existence–available to save.

    Holy scriptures are credence to God’s path;
    Powerful calculation–minus a scholar math.
    Electrical sylvania enhances a worldly mind,
    While intellectual light shares a spiritual sign.

    A beautiful divine path lights a supreme way,
    When truth brightens the sacred art–to pray.
    Dense clouds may formulate…on blurry eyes,
    While the sacred path penetrates blinding lies.

    What fresh new perception can be expressed?
    Can ancient truth be alive on a modern press?
    Before some obscurity discords a daily sunrise,
    Attempt to awaken your soul–with open eyes.

    Your blind spirit is starving for nutritional care;
    Left!…without sustenance, it falls into a snare.
    Just like the physical body, the spirit craves life;
    Left unattended, it succumbs to a fatal strife.

    The healthy mind accepts intelligent nutrition,
    As the body and spirit combine a generation.
    The vegetable garden parallels gethsemene.
    Nourish the spirit alive; be wise for eternity.
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  • Better Off 20.07.2007 No Comments

    In the bottomless well of refinement,
    Essential expression seeks for words.
    Struggling, as to reverence confusion,
    Thought!…wings flight–on eagle birds.

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    In the bottomless well of refinement,
    Essential expression seeks for words.
    Struggling, as to reverence confusion,
    Thought!…wings flight–on eagle birds.

    Wallowing, with understanding…alose,
    Deep down within a shallow mind.
    Speed interprets behavior…on course;
    Words accumulate a searching sign.

    Gender separation…circumvents wit;
    Affection blends a dividing line.
    Refinement cues…order words-of-wisdom,
    Where eagles fly within the mind.

    Rest the struggle, as with a task-at-hand,
    Strengthens vital wings in flight.
    Retreat a moment!…to regroup concerns;
    Read the signs of an electric kite.

    Manipulation!…dares not–to rest-in-peace;
    Wading through clever ways, aloof.
    Skill possesses the mind–a resolute proof;
    Words!…reach tenaciously for truth.

    Improvement averts wreckless thoughts;
    Words are prone to decline might.
    Mental maneuver draws the mind away;
    Words manage to confirm the right.

    Alas, eagles fly true…for freedom’s peace;
    Sickness can not permit this height.
    Words print wisdom–on an eagle’s back;
    Thought ascends gracefully to flight.
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