Poetry With A Mission

...amusing, creative and uplifting; reflective, weighty and thought provoking.

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POEMS.





Website founded 2005, and updated
21 April 2024.

NOTICE BOARD










BY THE WAY:

All my work
(except where I have stated 
otherwise), and all of which I often sign
poet, author,
or may not sign at all in order to not overdo things. And at any moment I might also
tweak or add
to any poem, other work of mine, or page.
If what I've tweaked or added to has been *used already by visitors to my site,
it doesn't matter, because it's simply been enhanced.

*See conditions
(via a purple box,
left hand side and further down page).






There's no
ALTERNATIVE
to love,
but just an
OPPOSITE.





ANYTHING
that treats human
life less than
precious endangers EVERYONE.






THIS PERSONAL WEBSITE OF MINE CHAMPIONS:

Love, truth, justice,
transparency,
accountability,
lawfulness,
non-violence,
respect for authority,
responsible citizenship, tolerance, racial harmony, reconciliation,
compassion, charity,
prudent welfare,
aged care,
humanitarianism,
animal welfare, 
care for the environment,
prison reform,
rehabilitation, vegetarianism,
childhood protection, marital respect and honour, human rights, the sanctity of life,
unfettered open debate, civil and religious liberty, separation of Church and State, freedom,  freedom of expression,
disarmament,
peace
but condemns
conspiring against government,
(plotting, insurrection)
spreading both misinformation and disinformation
(whoever that be), rioting, lawless activism, thoughtless protesting, and conspiracy obsession
(which via crying wolf endangers the real thing, or fair concern).





AND SO:


This is my humble effort in the best interests of humanity, and the fight against ill and error, wherever and whoever it's coming from.
However, I'm far from supportive of the likes of cancel culture; creative love IN, skewed judgment, childishness,
spitefulness and mob justice OUT, including that horrid dobbing in.
Mind that mindless acceptance of group think too (including doublethink as well).

"To go against the dominant thinking of your friends, of most of the people you see every day, is perhaps
the most difficult act of heroism you can perform."
Theodore H. White (1915-1986)

Sadly, much done in the name of love knows nothing of it, and much done in the name of God knows nothing of Him.
So, please forgive any clumsiness of mine, or if in my zeal, I too, may have erred here. 

Regarding the latter, see my poem
To Anyone I've
Injured
,
Special Poem
Cluster
(which is well down this page you're on), sigment one, and
poem number 20. 





Loving
EVERYONE
doesn't mean accepting
EVERYTHING.






Our life is
either a glowing
TESTIMONY
or a sad
INDICTMENT.





DEAR VISITOR,

I truly hope that my wesite will prove to be of help to you if you're 
HURTING,
 
STRUGGLING,
SUFFERING,
ANGRY,
CONFUSED, WORRIED,
or feeling
BROKEN
and thus are
seeking
sympathy,
empathy, support, encouragement, 
reassurance, hope
and answers.
At the end of the day, it's all about looking after EVERYONE and
EVERYTHING,

thereby preserving embattled humanity and endangered
planet Earth.

Kindest regards,
Lance

"It's not enough to feel sorry for the afflicted, and hence why we should involve ourselves in their woes and needs."





This website
is artificial
intelligence
free!!!



Hey, you're tops!

A
Declaration

A prosey message and related poems
 regarding your worth and place in life, and
a little more.


Added to on:
7 January 2024


2.  A Proclamation
3.  Heroes Take Life On The Chin
4.  Helloooooooo!
5.  You've A Great Brain
6.  A Simple Truth
7.  "Good On You!"
8.  The Eagle
9.  Haven't You Done Well!
10.  Too Clever For Words
11.  Believe It!
12.  You, Them And Me
13.  Dear Me
14.  Why I'm So Glad That You're You
15.  You're The One And Only
16.  My!
17.  Don't Doubt Your Worth
18.  Don't Doubt Your Place
19.  Born To Be Heard And Seen
20.  Be Who You Are
21.  No One Else But You
22.  Regarding "Odd"
23.  Take Charge
24.  Scared? Not Me
25.  Happy Just Being Me
26.  Slaves To An Image

27.  You're Choice To Sink Or Swim
28.  Lets Hoist Our Sails

29.  Be Everything You Are
30.  Whatever The
Case May Be
31.  Believe In Yourself
32.  I'm A Human, Intelligent Life

But Mind:
 33.  You Can Be Anything You Want To Be?
34.  Love Yourself? Who Told You That?

And Remember This:
35.  Worth's One Thing, Character Another
36.
 Pimp Your Worth
37.  A Fallen Mix Of Heaven And Earth
38.  You're Dearly Loved
39.  Free To Be And Do

Hang in there.

Choose Life

A prosey message and related poems regarding emotional health, suicide, and  hanging in there.

Added to on:
27 September 2023


1.  Life
2.  Fallen Soldiers Of Depression
3.  Any Closer And I'll Jump
4.  The Bridge
5.  Twenty Six Floors Up
6.  Billie Joe MacAllisters
7.  There's No Shame In Emotional Damage
8.  Such Being How They Cope
9.  It's All about Survival
10.  Be Still, Dear Anxious Soul
11.  No One's Problem Is Quite The Same
12.  Fingers That Shouldn't Point
13.  Is Your Past Plaguing You?
14.  It's Not quite That Cut and Dried
15.  Mind Those Approaches
16.  It's Not The Blues
17. Suicide
18.  Death That Haunts

However:
19.  Put Your Roots And Trust In Something Sound
20.  If You Want My Honest Opinion
21.  Faith's Independent Of Understanding

Please mind...

The Angry And The Damaged

The necessity and kindness of being more mindful of those around us who're angry, damaged or both.

Added to on:
23 February 2024


1.  Blank Canvases
2.  When Pots Boil Over
3.  To The Angry Young
4.  Some Legacy, Harry
5.  Troubled Childhoods, Killer Putins
6.  The Wounded Wound
7.  Don't Help Tip The Scales
8.  Sad Childhoods Aren't An Excuse
9.  It's Your Choice
10.  Wherever Such Paths Cross
11.  Looking Down The Barrel
12.  Ticking Clocks
13.  When Anger Burns
14.  When Help's Not There
15.  I'm A Weary Traveller
16.  Early And Quickly
17.  Punching The Punched
18.  Society's Bad Eggs
19.  Perhaps I Shouldn't Say This
20.  Who's To Blame?
21.  Who's The Victim?
22.  Lets Get It Right
23.  It's All About Arriving
24.  I Heard That Amber Heard Lied

Further to:
25.  There Once Was A Dear Wee Boy
26.  Don't Multiply Your Pain, Nor Shorten Your Chances





So lets heed the
cries of the
HURTING,
STRUGGLING
AND
SUFFERING,
and lest it be that
WE'RE
 next in line given
how life can go.


Food For Thought

WE are society, and which our character makes or breaks.

More intriguing ARTICLES of sorts, with two introductory poems.

Includes my page:
THERE'S MORE TO BE SAID


Either of these two pages was added to on:
31 March 2024





Best we
CHOOSE
to see, what we
NEED
to see, than be
FORCED
to see, what'll pain
MORE
to see.



Regarding other matters.

This World And Us

Self-explanatory.

Includes my page:
FURTHER TO


Either of these two pages was added

to on:

29 March 2024


Introduction
Poetry With A Mission

On Standing Up And Speaking Out

2.  Don't Want To Offend?

3.  Never Hinder Protest
4.  Just Say It
5.  Best It's Hollered
6.  Canaries In The Mine
7.  Are You A Mere Shadow?
8.  Crosses Come With Every Such Hero

Freedom Of Expression 
9.  It's A Sad, Sad Situation
10.  The Real World
11.  There's A Worrying And Dangerous Trend
12.  Don't Cave-in
13.  I Am Charlie, But...
14.  Hate Speech
15.  Fake Hate Speech
16.  Fake Bigotry
17.  Are You Just As Bad?
18.  Why Pick On Fundamentalists?
19.  Love Speech
20.  Those Calls For Love And Not Hate
21.  Toes And Unity
22.  Pet Themes
23.  We Are One?
24.  That Much Debated Word: Immigration
25.  Hang On A Minute!
26.  Long Live Free Speech!

Due Prudence
(rightful protesting)
27.  But With Hong Kong In Mind
28.  Capitol Hill
29.  Regarding Those Rioters In Minneapolis
30.  In Fairness To The Police
31.  Punishing Is Our Hang Up
32.  Protester Culpability
33.  Marring The Memory Of George Floyd
34  We Understand Your Anger
35.  I'll Say It 'Till Blue In The Face
36.  That Knee-On-The-Neck Man
37.  Mobocracy
38.  Errant Protestors
39.  It All Seems Hypocritical To Me.
40.  What Next?
41.  Hypocritical Protestors
42.  Those Errant Protestors
43.  Footnote

Ten Particular Poems Regarding Protesting
44.  An Open Letter To Christian Protestors
45.  An Open Letter To Christians Who're Anti-abortion
46.  The Christian Right Has No Right
47.  Know This First And Foremost
48.  Hey, Brian
(Includes my poems:
Don't Attack Jacinda
and At It Again)
49. That Rainbow And Controversy
50.  The Worst Kind Of Protest
51.  Roe Versus Wade
52.  Coronation Protesters
53.  Those Road Blocking Greenie Protesters

A continuation of:
Food For Thought
(green box).

Societal Concerns

Self-explanatory.

Added to:
15 January 2024

Introduction
1.  Little Do They Know
2.  "It's All About Love And Peace," He Said
3.  Nothing More Critical
4.  Mind That Herd
5.  It's Good To Be On The Side Of Right
6.  Tick, Tick, Tick
7.  Have You Forgotten That It's My world Too?
8.  Don't Just Suit Yourself

Hollywood
9.  Hollywood, You've Blood On Your Hands
10.  That's Hollywood For You
11.  Seems Like There's A Hollywood Agenda

Conspiracy, Cults
12.  It's Far Too Easy To Err
13.  That Wacko Stuff
14.  "Another Conspiracy Theory," They Say
15.  Seeing Things Where There Aren't Things
16.  The Danger Of QAnon
17.  Give It A Rest

18.  Gloriavale
19.  Religious Cults
20.  Secret Societies

The Genders
21.  What's A Man, And What's A Woman?
22.  I Wouldn't Do It, If I Were You
23.  As Was Meant To Be
24.  It Matters
25.  Don't Get Me Started
26.  The Pot Calling The Kettle Black
27.  To The Gay Community
28.  The Sisters Of Perpetual Indulgence

 A More Religious Perspective On Societal Concerns
29.  I'm Not On About God, As Such
30.  Porn, Lucifer, And You And I
31  Take Things Seriously
32.  It's That Noah Senario All Over Again

A continuation of:
The Evil Of Violence
(purple box).

World Concerns

Self-explanatory.

Related comments sit between each section.

Added to:
22 March 2024


Introduction
Leave Us Alone!
It's Our World
Little Or Naught

Ukraine Versus Russia
1.  Murder In Ukraine; A Written Protest
2.  Dear Slava
3.  That Indomitable Spirit
4.  Those Butchers Who Came To Bucha
5.  Russia, You've Been Caught Out
6.  On Behalf Of Such Children
7.  Putin
8.  Guilty Still
9.  BOOM!
10.  Until The Return Of Sanity
11.  Because Of My Love For People
12.  And That's The Facts!
13.  Protest We Must
14.  Further Thoughts Regarding Putin
15.  God's Not With You, Russia
16.  That Church And State Connection.
17.  Convenience And Folly
18.  Utter Blasphemy!
19.  Our Fitness For Heaven
20.  With That Steel Plant In Mind
21.  A Very Real Parallel
22.  Things Will Happen Before
23.  God Will Have His Say Too
24.  Armageddon?

The Changing Of America
25.  Something's Going On
26.  9/11 Ponderings
27.  I'm Concerned, America
28.  I'm Shocked, America
29.  It's Not Working, America

30.  Sanctions
31  Calling It As It Is
32  Can We Look Now, America?
33.  The Tragic Return Of Church And State
34.  God Bless America?
35.  In God we Trust, I Hear You Say
36.  A Word In Your Ear, Donald
37.  Trump's Folly
38.  Trump Threw A Match
39.  Justice Isn't Served By Unbridled Power
40.  A Protestant Takeover
41.  The Corrupting Of Christianity
42.  The Crowd
43.  You're Being Rebuked, America
44.  I Believe It's You, America
45.  The Death Penalty
46.  That Sad American Obssession
47.  The Obama Syndrome
48.  When They Cry "Peace And Safety"
49.  So Sure, So Sure, But So Wrong, So Wrong
50.  Some Wise Words For Americans, And Even Others
51.  Donald Trump?

Haven't We Learnt From History?
52.  Notes From Adolf
53.  Letter To America
54.  The New World Order
55.  Evil On The Wing
56.  An Angel Of Light

Israel And Palestine
57.  What A Gross Absurdity
58.  So Much For Shalom
59.  The Nub Of The Matter
60.  Well Out Of Bounds
61.  If There's Ever Been A Time To Rage
62.  Buddies In Crime
63.  Stop Using Soldiers Like Equipment!
64.  Dirty Tactics
65.  When Will The World Stand Up?
66.  It's Too Late, World
67.  The Sins Of America
68.  Who Will You Trust?





The
PATH
that we take,
HISTORY
will make, and
to a comforting
DREAM
or a disturbing NIGHTMARE
we'll awake.





Unless there are consequences,
there is no
LEARNING,
and unless those consequences
are significant,
there is no
TURNING.





How we treat
our planet

AFFECTS US
and
MORE SO
where we
are more
ERRANT AND FOOLISH.






Earth's resources
are not
ENDLESS
and all why
wastage is
SENSELESS.






It's better to 
to live in the
LIGHT
than to remain
in the
DARK.






"If we want
things to
GO
right, we
need to
make sure
that we
DO
things right.






"Life is as
SERIOUS
as it gets; all why not
TREATING
it so, leads to loss
and deep regrets."





There's no
GAUGE
regarding a person's worth, because their same high value is automatically set at
BIRTH.





If life teaches one thing, it's that folly NEVER PAYS
and that wisdom
ALWAYS DOES.

Our greatest moment is when we choose RIGHT OVER WRONG
and our greatest hour is when we remain FAITHFUL AND STRONG.


Though the
HEART
should always rule,
it errs where it's not connected to the BRAIN,
and all why love
puts wisdom
FIRST
and feelings
LAST,
though the wisdom
it applies, it applies with feeling.







MORE OF MY OWN
QUOTES

By the way:

When we create a quote of our own, we naturally draw not just from our own experience, but from all that we've accumulated over time. Thus there's always the possibility that what we create may be very close to an existing quote.
I've noticed this amongst the quotes of the ages, for often I've found someone of note being credited with a quote that's virtually the same (or very similar to) someone else's. And some quotes are credited to the wrong person.

 Anyway, here we go:

"Better to have a soft heart that weeps than a hard heart that maims."

"Your past is not the present unless you let the present remain your past."

"Always do what you should and never what you shouldn't."

"Those who bury their head in the sand miss seeing the incoming tide."

"If love was admiring its reflection, would that reflection be you?"

"Much that's true and makes sense looses out to much that isn't and doesn't."

"Every day that we're given is too precious to waste, because every day that we're given can't be replaced."

"Violence is the way of fools, and weapons and persecutors but the devil's tools."

"The stronger the government, the weaker the people."

If those on the left won't listen to those on the right, and if those on the right won't listen to those on the left, neither will find the balance that's missing from either.

"How any country treats its poor and deals with poverty, depends on how high a regard it has for humanity."

"Falsehood always has it in for truth."

"Evil men often leave no trace of their involvement and direct from the shadows."

"Good government requires good people."

"The only thing that stops a hell bent society is disaster."

"A nation that sinks is eventually sunk."


"Out of suffering comes empathy."

"Hidden justice isn’t justice, nor its judge or jury worthy."

"If you’re afraid to say it, chances are you should."

"No voice should be silenced lest all voices be silenced."

"Those who plot have lost the plot."

"We all have the same brain, but not all have the same heart."

"If you’re blessed with much, bless those with less."

"People are often generous with a little but seldom with a lot."

"Don't look for love in others, but look for love in you."

"People appreciate honesty, but seldom when it's about them."

"We should always mind what we feed on, because what we feed on we become."

"When it comes to truth, our minds are either fully open, partially open, or shut; we either truly searching, selectively searching, or not searching at all."

"Tall tales are short
on truth."

"Evil has a hatred of truth because truth exposes it."

"Love, help, pray, sing, beaver and play, thereby making the best of each day."

"Evil is deaf, blind and dumb, what the rejection of love and goodness has become."

"Love's not an indulgence but a staple."

"When we think like our enemy we become like our enemy."

"If you want to be loved, LOVE."

"Those whose hearts are dark oft clothe themselves in light."

"History only teaches us what we remember."

"What’s right has never hurt anyone, but what’s wrong has always hurt someone."

"When we engage in attempting good via evil, we prove that we aren’t good given that we’re still acting evilly."

"This world will always be worse off for every good man or women who leaves it."

"Ladders are for sharing, not for hogging."

"An evil act always has a rotten root."

"There’s a little bit of everyone in all of us."

"Wealth should never be seen apart from an acute conscience and deep sense of duty."

"It’s crystal-clear that some things aren’t."

"To laugh at someone’s misfortune is to invite your own."

"Those who willingly tend the throne of he who acts by force, are often the victims of that very same iron fist."

"Where love is absent, evil's not."

"Where condemnation's due, condemnation's right."

"If we can't take criticism, we don't value liberty."

"The biggest lies are often the nicest sounding."

"When danger is seen, it's often seen too late."

"Better to look at how far some have come, rather than concentrating on how far they've yet to go."

"When we fail to stand, our strength is lessened, and our weakness is seen."

"A fat purse is often connected to a lean heart."

"To fight truth because of cherished error, is to perpetuate the lie and deceive yourself."

"Never judge a person by what they say in the heat of the moment, nor treat it as gospel."

"Too often we're offended by things that weren't intended."

"Without a noble purpose and loving intention, our lives are simply but parts in a shallow soap opera."

"How we view life depends on the window we're looking through."

"Treasure's often not appreciated until it's plundered."

"Love should always be the begining and end."

"Life's a gift that many don't unwrap."

"Lose it in an argument and you've lost the argument."

"The greatest friend in any argument is backed-up-facts."

"Sometimes the way ahead is discovered by returning."

"When good men try to acheive things via wrong means, they're not good men."


"When we look at others, we should think more like an attorney than a judge."

"There’s no greater cost than the bearing of truth in a world that's fast forsaking it."

"The State's role in the lives of its citizens should be as minimal as possible, and likewise, the Church's role no larger than an individual desires."

"Loneliness doesn't necessarily imply that one’s alone."

"Kindness never costs a thing but is money in the bank, an investment bearing interest that on life's share market always rises and never sinks."

"Never mistake straight talking for coldness, hardness or legalism, 'cause it's simply truth with its working clothes on."

"If someone has created their own unfortunate situation, it not only doesn’t pay to rub their nose in it, but speaks volumes of us if we do."

"Opinions show a thinking man or woman."

"Most people are fooled because of their ignorance or disbelief."

"Discontent is folly’s opportunity."

"The scarcity of facts is the lifeblood of armchair critics."

"If Robin Hood were alive today, his excuse would no doubt be the same."

"It’s better to whistle than grump."

"The better things of the past are often exchanged for the worst of the present."

"Good people aren't born but are the product of their choosing."

"When truth-cum-what’s right-cum-what people need to hear is presented, they either rise up against it
(become worse), or bring their life into line with it (become better)."

"To get on with everyone at the expense of truth and right is to display weakness, selfishness, and a lack of sense."

"Strong words don't necessarily mean an absent heart, but one that's learnt from experience, encountered pain,
or seen otherwise, and thus is seeking to spare."

"Rise by day, dream by night."

"Don't go the way of fools, don't mar your life via wrong, and when the going gets rough, or clouds engulf, be strong."

"If you don't know where you came from, why you're here, and where you're heading, you've no purpose, point and hope, and hence why evolution can't help and belief in God can."

"Don't judge many by a few."

"Relish debate lest the time come when only the one side is given the right to speak."

"It’s intriguing how some who want to become a psychologist or counsellor actually need one."

"That there are more criminals outside of prison than there are within prison is one reason why prisons
achieve very little."

"Innocent until proven guilty is not only godly but love’s bottom line."

"The proof of a man’s goodness is found in his refusal to hurt, maim or kill."

"We’re so used to wanting others to understand us that we fail to understand them."

"Given how some people make something out of nothing, one might be forgiven for believing in evolution."

"The way a child's raised will soon see it cursed or praised."

"Good intentions should be wedded to wisdom."

"The biggest hypocrite is someone who condemns you for some wrong that you’ve done to someone else that they then go and do to you."

"Oh for that generous heart that neither questions nor counts."

"Desire seeks supporters, but wisdom sage counsellors."

"What people need to hear is seldom what they want to hear."

"When journalists become puppets, or prisoners of their own bias, they no longer aid but injure, no longer protect but betray."

"Lateness never sings one’s praises."

"Freedom of expression must never be negotiable, but rather, always demanded and the bottom-line."

"Religion and politics are the worst of bedfellows."

"Failure to accept where we've erred is failure indeed."

"If you’re not a seeker of truth, chances are you’ll never find out what you need to."

"Open minds are precious things, for such are seldom found and sorely needed."

"One of the problems today is that kids are raising kids."

"An indication of how much regard we have for humans can surely be seen in how much regard we have for creatures."

"In an age of supposed enlightenment, why is there so much ignorance and darkness?"

"It’s interesting how many who’ve never been in prison have the strange idea that prisons are holiday camps."

"Being poor gives one no excuse or reason for untidiness and roughness."

"The way we talk, and of what we talk, can talk as much as our talking."

"If you hear a voice in your head saying, “Kill,” it’s not a heavenly one but a Satanic one, the product of delusion, derangement or drugs."

"Sense always makes sense because it is sense."

"If love were silent, there would only be the sound of darkness."

Marriage is only as happy as the two people make it.

"Woman may think that they’ve a right to wear what they like, but one thing's for sure, they can’t escape what certain clothing, or lack of it, will invite."

"Each day is a new page for us to write on, but best we remember that what we write on it can’t be erased."

"The only time we should use our fist is when we thump the table in defence of others."

"Strong characters are formed by tough circumstances."

"One should always display a greater tolerance, generosity, kindness and sensitivity, towards the errors and ways of besieged and hurting strugglers attempting to keep their head above water and swim in the right direction."

"Though we often suffer due to others, others often suffer due to us, which is why we need to pause before we point."

"When any man mistreats his wife, he brings a curse upon his own life."

"Those who sell their country’s assets aren’t thinking of their country, for once gone, they’re no longer assets."

"Whatever you may think of your parents, always remember that if it weren’t for them you wouldn’t exist; and such being why you should treat them well, for you owe them greatly."

"When we get what we want via going about things the wrong way, it not only robs us of inner peace and stains our character, but can come back to bite us."

"Mistakes in our youth can set us up for a lifetime of problems, and hence why it pays for young people to listen to experienced voices and apply sound advice."

"The statement “Do it once, do it right” is how we should live our life."

"We can give a reason for our wrong behaviour, but never an excuse."

"Remember that we all grow as we go, and that someone’s turning the corner may come tomorrow, and thus they no longer like you’re still thinking."

"Bigotry is the product and bedfellow of propaganda, misinformation, fear, insecurity, ignorance, arrogance, narrow mindedness, bias, failure to relate and understand, inability to reason and accommodate, and tends to shun the lot of something due to a little."

"If you’ve fallen victim to people pleasing, political correctness, remaining silent and not rocking the boat, you’re no longer your own person but the slave and puppet of others, and are caught in the current of a majority flow."

"The majority are always seduced by the majority."

"Worry is a grinding stone that blunts the richness and fullness of life whilst sharpening the edge of misfortune and misery."

"Many who knock those who’re out of work and on a benefit, are in jobs that they don’t need, jobs that they also aren't particularly required for, and thus are one of the reasons why many are out of work and on a benefit."

"Life only matches the effort we put into it."

"It takes far more effort and courage to deal well with the assaults of life than it does to achieve great things that bring us fame and fortune."

Though we may not approve of someone’s religion, nor of those things that someone may indulge in, seek or promote, and though we’ve every right to speak up and speak out in order to inform, and every right to appropriately do what we can in order to change things for what we believe is the better, we should never curse, belittle, mistreat, nor injure anyone, for by so doing, we simply reveal ill and wrong within us, and if we’re a Christian, that we’re no true follower of Jesus Christ, but rather, a hypocrite."

"Dignity never stoops, except to aid another, shoulder the blame, and bear any burden."

"Our thinking and thoughts are only as deep as we dwell, as wide as we see, and as high as we look."

"Many who make hay while the sun shines could well do with feeling the pitchfork of justice."

"You should accept me as I am" shouldn't mean what one has become through lack of effort and care."

"I'll be back in a moment" is seldom so."

"The remorse of many is more often over the results than their foolish action."

"If we can’t express our personal opinion, or differing view (in a reasonable and legitimate way), either privately or publicly, without being treated unpleasantly (on the receiving end of some vitriolic attack), then those responding in such a way are more to be feared and condemned, because they’re a grave threat to freedom of expression, liberty and democracy."

"The worst excuse that you can come up with is that your parents did it."

"The welfare system is seldom understood, appreciated, nor desired by those who have no need of it and whose lifestyle is supposedly squeezed by it."

"Those who’re militantly unhappy with allowing others to have their controversial say, need to realise that they’re repeating history, and which could see the rights of all going astray."

"Nothing gets changed by silence and inaction."

"If as much effort, zeal, thought and time went into marriages as generally goes into weddings, I’m sure there would be less couples seeking divorce."

"Never pursue a good end via some bad means."

"Love never does what it never should, but always does what it always should.

"When your opinion or belief is challenged, rejoice, because your opinion or belief could be wrong, and then you’ll know, because thinking or believing that we're right doesn’t always mean that we are."

"Where love is true and God is present, no ill is seen."

"When we fight fire with fire we become fire."

"First and foremost it's arm around the shoulder and listen, listen, listen."

"We're a greater blessing to others when we're sound and well, and why with only the best things, our mind and body we should fill."

"The less love in the world there is, the greater the evil and strife."

“Dignity is a life
lived nobly.”

"Life’s not a blank cheque but a limited sum that we need to spend wisely."

"With rights comes thought and responsibility."

"Tomorrow's joy is today's preparation."

"Foresight is a tree top view."

"It’s better to have a clear conscience than a fear of shadows."

"The cost of folly is usually in proportion to how bigger a fool we’ve been."

"Life responds to the way we treat it, and so it is with people."

"Too many pits are dug by borrowed spades."

"Just one life mistreated or wrongly taken, the wrath of everyone should awaken."

"What evil men can’t get by consent, they take by cunning, stealth or force."

"I find it intriguing how many who’ve been there are no longer in touch with where they’ve been."

"Always remember that tougher sentences and harsher jails mean greater suffering for the wrongly convicted of which there are far too many."

"We’re living in a time where most prefer fables to truth, and where truth is indeed being exchanged for fables."

"It's not the shortness of life that's so tragic, but the irresponsible and/or pathetic use of it."

"Our life should not consist of what we take but what we give."

"He who takes a life depreciates his own."

"It's better to die for what's right than to live for what's wrong."

"Take no part in any ill, thus giving no one cause to accuse you."

"The greatest poverty is that which is found in too many hearts and minds."

"Selling the assets of one’s country is a short term fix that ensures long term repercussions and
a possible demise."

"Tomorrow's pain is too often the result of today's folly."

"Truth is as popular as it suits."

"One grows as one goes."

"Hard times always pick on the needy."

"If love was silent, evil would have it all its own way."

"Sleight of hand and smoke and mirrors seem the order of the day."

"Truth throws a light that exposes what many don’t want seen."

"Best we practice what we preach, 'cause that's the greatest way to teach."

"Where there's little love there's little growth."

"Ignorance is more often an excuse than a reason."

"There's a good chance that what we don't like to be told we need to be told."

"There's nothing wrong with laughter, but much about what we laugh at."

"A palace is grand, but a humble cottage is where it's at."

"The ones who tell us what we don’t like to hear are usually the ones who truly care."

"It’s in the heat of the moment that a match is struck."

"All our tomorrows are built on today."

"Truth bows to no one’s displeasure, but may choose its time and place."

"The acceptance of something that’s not good or right is usually preceded by incremental steps."

"Good governing spurs no whistleblowers."

Flawed desires usually seek advice that supports them.

"We should always give others another chance, because chances are that sometime, somewhere, we will
want another chance."

"You know you're on the right side of things when you don't have to justify what you're doing."

"To be defensive of any cherished belief when confronted with evidence to the contrary, is to simply deceive ourselves and continue to propagate error."

"Our life is shallow and empty until it’s filled with loving words and deeds that quench the thirst in others."

"Though plainness may not turn heads, beauty can only but eventually disappoint."

"We only care as much as we try."

Bad governments always look for scapegoats.

"It’s better to live in peace than to end up in pieces."

“No (they, he, her) wouldn’t do that." — oh dear, naivety, naivety."

"It’s not wealth that’s the problem, but the thoughtless and irresponsible misuse of it."

"If it’s not acceptable to lie, why is it considered acceptable to pretend?"

"Love seeks what's best, does what's right, and says what's true."

"Scapegoats are always the victims of something that they’ve had nothing to do with."

"It could be said that the two greatest offences are the violating of the innocent and the neglecting of the needy."

"Good health is determined more by one’s mouth and mind."

"Freedom’s only as safe as we are free."

"Violence and murder are never the way of the enlightened but those who’ve diseased hearts and minds, those who’ve taken leave of their senses, those who’ve been wrongly fed or brainwashed, and all of them misusing
their liberty."

"Our true character is revealed by the way we treat everyone."

"Love knows nothing of self, contemplates no wrongful act nor injurious word, harbours no grudge, entertains no
evil surmisings, leaves no time for gossip, has no room for jealousy or bias, subtracts no rights and adds no impositions, and seeks neither reward, fanfare, popularity or fame."

"One wrongly opened door can lead to many more."

"A promise not kept was but a lie in disguise."

"The world will never be engulfed in love until the hearts of its inhabitants are."

"What people refuse to believe, they sometimes call a conspiracy."

"Outer attraction is fleeting, but inner attraction is lasting."

"If everybody gave there'd be less need to give."

"The petty only attracts the petty."

"To gain the world, one only needs to fool the masses."

"Sadly, and ironically so, those with the best of intentions often create as much conflict and misery as those whose intent is but evil. Hence why even the purest of motives should pass through the sieve of objectivity and wisdom, and be placed before the scrutiny of others."

"Sorry is said far too often and far too seldom."

"There’s nothing more odious than class distinctions."

"Cold hearts are the result of frozen minds."

"So many could write a book about their lives that they daren't."

"Walk a straight path, cleaving neither to the left nor the right, but rather, plucking from either where worthy,
better and sound."

"We only see as much as we look, we only know as much as we seek, we only care as much as we try, and we only love as much as we care."

"Politically and generally speaking, it could be said of those on the right, that their head’s not connected to their
heart, and of those on the left, that their heart’s not connected to their head.
Perhaps the same could be said of ultra-conservative and liberal Christians, for it often appears that one
upholds truth at the expense of love, and one upholds love at the expense of truth. Since when should
one be divorced from the other? Oh, may balance gain the ascendancy."

"Compromise: Something that’s either positive or negative."

"War is a catastrophic fouler of planet Earth."

"We all like to think that we’re better than we are, and hence how we hinder and delay our growth."

"There can be just as much love in some needed rebuke as there is in a tender expression."

"Countries that torture their enemies can’t be trusted not to torture their own."

"Open minds are precious things, for such are seldom found and sorely needed."

"Given that television has become the new teacher, parent, nanny and pastor, it’s no surprise that society
is heading for disaster."

"If truth was counting its supporters, would you be one of them?"

"Truth will only open like a bud where it's tended by an open mind."

"This world's problems require the response of everyone."

"Our heart should be like the sun, radiating warmth."

"A passion for truth will spare us from lies and deception."

"Oft subtle is the web that ensnares."

"The end justifies the means is often stated by those to whom the means is really their end and of whom
the means often is their end."

"A world without love would be a world where one merely existed, a world where relationships merely begat, or satisfied lust, a world where one was merely a tool or weapon, a user or abuser, and where one merely killed
time on a mindless merry-go-round that at some time would spin off its axis."

"Love knows nothing of wrong; and truth, nothing of accommodation."

"If you're going to take sides, wait until you've heard both."

"It's never too late to do a good deed, and never too soon to right a wrong."

"People can't be elevated by adoring what is no higher than themselves."

"Those who rubbish conspiracies are sometimes up to their neck in them."

"To push ahead with the unnecessary when it’s going to hurt people, is to not only show no heart, but also a lack of sense."

"Despite laws to the contrary (and there should be), torture will always be used by someone somewhere, who either doesn’t care, is zealously deluded, driven by hatred, revenge, or sadism, or who fails to see the evil that’s behind such a means and why it should never be employed."

"No man's of God who persecutes and murders."

"Those who exchange rights for security are but the biggest of fools, for such security is but an illusion, and such a perilous exchange a gift to any would-be enemy-cum- those whose cunning is well versed in cause and effect."

"If it matters to someone, it should matter to you."

"The best way to test whether a mind is open or not is to confront it."

"Vanity loves to be seen, but what's seen, is simply vanity."

"When someone considers them self as either a republican or democrat, say, they reveal their inability to see the flaws in either and the foolishness of such left and right enslavement."

"They say money talks. Well, judging by what I've seen, I don't think I'd particularly want to listen."

"Deceit is weakness."

"Beware any man who's bowed to, worshipped and followed, for what mortal would have the gall to soak in such God-like adoration?"

"Laughter lines are the only kind of wrinkles that one might consider as enhancing."

"I've heard folk say that silence is golden, but it can also be deafening and cowardly."

"Speech is a blessing, and words are a gift that either lower or lift."

"Thoughts are like drops of rain, they either water or drown, cleanse or stain."

"Don’t seek more when you’ve enough, lest it’s to share."

"If you have a bowl of soup, don't fret if someone takes a spoonful, but rather, be grateful that you still have that bowl of soup."

"Power in the hands of a fool simply makes him a bigger fool and a greater danger."

"I’d rather kiss and make-up than quarrel and break-up."

"No matter how noble the cause may seem, soldiers are but sanctioned killers, and we implicated via our enlisting their help or our patriotic cheers."

"Love knows nothing of self, contemplates no wrongful act nor injurious word, harbours no grudge, entertains no evil surmisings, leaves no time for gossip, has no room for jealousy or bias, subtracts no rights and adds no impositions, and seeks neither reward, fanfare, popularity or fame."

"I’d rather be generous to the point of folly, than prudent to the point of miserly."

"It's not what you were like yesterday, but what you're like today."

"Don’t bolt the door and leave the window open."

"I’d rather share a crust with the homeless than a three course meal with the haughty."

"Before you leap, make sure you can make it."

"Only the watchful, informed and knowing see those nibbles at liberty that eventually lead to its being devoured entirely."

"Freedom of expression must never be negotiable, but rather, always demanded and the bottom-line."

"Often what envy envies isn’t worth envying."

"Don’t get so caught up with swatting flies that you overlook the wasp."

"I’d rather walk a mile in peace than drive a block in anger."

"A good result doesn’t necessarily mean that the right method was used, nor that it was right to use it."

"It could be said, that generosity is measured more by what you have left than by what you have given."

"Pride loves company, 'cause without it, there’s no one to impress."

"A white lie is simply painted so."

"Evolution is man’s attempt to avoid accountability."

"Gentleness is strength."

"A promise is only a promise if it’s kept — otherwise, it's effectively a lie."

"The greatest cowardice is to not speak up or do anything when there’s little threat and mere ridicule."

"While age adds to our experience, nothing adds more so than our willingness to learn."

"One can’t walk tall if one’s stooping to a low level."

"It’s funny how many who complain about their lot, seem to have the lot, or somehow confuse or equate their envied standard of living with being on the breadline."

"Bad choices, bad consequences."

"Commonsense is in short supply due to a growing demand."

"Those who don’t learn to stand up may be reduced to crawling."

"Smiles are the cheapest facelift."

"Voices not raised are voices soon silenced."

"The reason why tale-bearers flourish is because there are always those who’re foolish enough to waste their time listening to them."

"Telling tales about others actually
reveals more about ourselves."

"Slander is like the sun, it can burn those who bask in it."

"Accusations have a way of soiling the accuser."

"Jealousy has a habit of giving itself away."

"One's tongue is either an instrument or a weapon."

"It’s funny how many who complain about their lot seem to have the lot."

"Too many seem to want the naked truth covered with a garment of their own choosing."

"Truth is truth, whether it's recognised or not."

"Truth can stand on its own, but falsehood,  needs supporters."

"Ideals should be seen as goals, not fodder for criticizing those who fall short of them."

"The words we utter on arising can set the tone of someone's day."

"The backbone of many seems to have fallen victim to an insidious form of osteoporosis."

"Love is proven by its fruitage."

  "Just following orders may be one's reason, but it can never be one's excuse."

"Inner strength takes the good with the bad, and welcomes counsel as much as praise."

"Until we're a living light, we won't shine."

"The smallest injury inflicted on another is a step too far."

"What lessons we learn in life we should share, lest others via their folly go there."

"We join the ranks of fools when we use the devil's tools."

"To love someone is human, to love everyone is Divine."

"It always makes sense to do what makes sense."

"Selling our country's assets is like selling our car to get petrol."

"Most chose to believe what's seen to deceive, and why in time they're soon seen to grieve."

"Evil loves disguises, and all how it oft surprises."

"A noble man doesn't do to his enemy what his enemy might do to him."

"Strength isn't measured by might but character."

"The leaves of one's life fall less quickly where the heart's been daily nourished by love."

"Nobility starts with humbleness."































A societal poet summoned by love, truth, honour and conviction.

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A LIFE'S WORTH OF INSIGHTS, EXPERIENCES, OBSERVATIONS, LESSONS LEARNT, AND BOTH
JOYOUS AND CONCERNING DISCOVERIES, ALL CAPTURED HERE IN RHYME.

AND ALL THAT'S SEEN HERE IS PART AND PARCEL OF THAT SAME JIGSAW PUZZLE.


May love take you by the hand, lead you where it will, hover as you read,
mould your thoughts, and bless you as you leave.




Introduction

Yes, more than first meets the eye, and quite likely to surprise,
so pack yourself a picnic lunch and make the most of the trip.


Poetry that unashamedly breaks the mould and thinks outside the box, and that
flies via the wings of a unique website sharing the same creative audacity.


Oh, nice to meet you (man you're good looking!). Come on in. Oops, shoes off please.
And don't forget to turn the light off when you leave, just in case I may've dozed off.
:-)


But getting serious now, it's all about changing hearts and minds, being a good and loving example,
 living peaceably and lawfully, acting transparently, fairly and humanely, looking after
our planet and its creatures, restoring lost values, principles and standards, freeing the oppressed, comforting the
afflicted, helping the needy, upholding rights, giving people a chance, and looking beyond ourselves.

And so, here's a call to return to the path of TRUTH, the ways of LOVE, the nobleness of RIGHTDOING,
the beauty of WHOLESOMENESS, the worth of MORAL INTEGRITY, the thoughtfulness of ETIQUETTE, the
graciousness of TOLERANCE, 
the wisdom of BALANCE, and the benefits and safeguards of SENSE.

In summary, it's all about becoming a better person, making this world a better place too, thus seeking
both personal and societal improvement, as well as seeking truth too,
living selflessly, nobly, honourably,
humbly and wisely, showing love, thought and care to all, respecting both the rights and reasonable wishes of others (which includes free speech and civil-religious liberty), upholding life as sacrosanct, condemning ill and error (such as racism, bigotry, corruption,
 decadence, falsehood, deceit, destructiveness, violence, tyranny, cruelty), and thinking in terms of life beyond our mortal one, and thus the consequences of our choices.


A WOUNDED WORLD FULL OF HORRORS AND SORROWS, ANXIETY AND FEAR, DESPERATELY NEEDS
GLOBAL LOVE, THOUGHT AND CARE, AND
ALL WHY WE NEED TO WRAP THIS PLANET IN LOVE,
LIVING AS HARMLESSLY AS A DOVE, AND BEING THOSE BLESSINGS THAT WILL FALL FROM ABOVE
.


“The significant problems we have cannot be solved at the same level of thinking which created them.”
Albert Einstein (1879-1955)



GENUINE COMPASSION AND LOVING CONCERN


"Do harm to no one, but do good to all, and in every other aspect of your life, WALK TALL"


It's All About People


Oh yes, it’s all about people, and Lockdown and quarantine bringing this home,
That need we soon discover for one another, and that need to freely roam.
This world's a wonderful creation, but humans being its crowning glory,
That love and affection that’s the basis of every inspiring story.

Yes, sometimes we need a little peace and quietness alone, but not for long,
That need for others soon returning, that human choir, resonating song.
And how we’ve need to work together, pull together, planet Earth in trouble,
And none of us liking the idea of some isolating Covid bubble.

Oh yes, we certainly need each other, hence why it’s all about people, us,
And why over each other there needs to be a lot more love, thought, care and fuss.
One’s birth a gift and opportunity, but each other being what we need,
And why for peace on Earth and goodwill to all men, women, boys and girls, I plead.


By Lance Landall




"If we're not loving, we're not living."

"How we treat others DEFINES us; and more so, how we treat those who we may
not like, and thus how our TRUE self we show, and any weakness in our dike,
which could lead to the wheels coming off our bike."

OUR UNDERSTANDING OF OTHERS WILL ALWAYS BE LIMITED, NEVER COMPLETE, VERY UNTIDY OR LESS THAN NEAT; HENCE THE DANGER, FOLLY, UNFAIRNESS AND HYPOCRISY OF ANY SELF-MADE JUDGEMENT SEAT, WHEREBY OTHERS WE'RE SO PRONE TO MISTREAT.

"Hurting and harming others is an illness of its own, a moral destroying cancer that eats
away at the marrow of our cerebral and cardiovascular backbone; that upstanding
goodness of character that should be seated on everyone's throne."


"There's nothing more becoming than love, and there's no greater mantle than nobility"

IF LOVE'S NOT WEDDED TO ALL WE SAY AND DO, IT'S MERELY PARTIAL AND BARELY TRUE, AND THUS WE LIKE A TAP THAT'S SIMPLY TURNED ON AND OFF, WHEN WE SHOULD STAY ON, AND FOR ALL TOO, LEST OF OUR PROFESSED LOVE, OTHERS MAY BE FOUND TO SCOFF.

THIS WORLD IS FULL OF CHALLENGES AND MANY A TEST; ALL WHY WE NEED TO HOLD THE HAND OF HOPE, DO OUR WISEST AND COURAGEOUS BEST, HOLD THE LADDER AND LOWER THE ROPE, AND THUS IN LOVE AND THOUGHT FOR OTHERS INVEST.

IF LIFE BEYOND THIS MORTAL ONE IS DETERMINED BY HOW WE LIVE, MANY MAY HAVE SHUT THE DOOR, HAVING SHUNNED THE REFINING SIEVE, REVEALED BY HOW THEY LIVE, THEIR HEART AND MIND NOT SO INCLINED, OR FAR FROM INCLINED, COME LOVE, TRUTH AND LAW.

IF WE DON'T HAVE SOME KIND OF MORAL CODE WRITTEN ON OUR CONSCIENCE AND SOWN IN OUR HEART, WE WON'T BE CONCERNED ABOUT BREAKING ANY LAW OF THE LAND; HENCE WHY THE FORMER IS FAR MORE IMPORTANT THAN THE LATTER, AND WHERE TO START.

NEVER THINK THAT YOU CAN OUTSMART WISDOM, NOR OUTFOX SENSE, BECAUSE BOTH WERE AROUND LONG BEFORE YOU, AND STILL EXIST IN THE PRESENT TENSE; AND THUS WHAT YOU MIGHT CONSIDER AS CLEVERNESS, POSSIBLY COMING AT GREAT EXPENSE.


"Love never does what it never should, but always does what it always should."

"Though love is everything, it's also about what's right, because love knows
nothing of wrong; and so, to do what's right, we need to know what's right, and
the more we know, the more we see, which is how we grow and lessen injury."
 

A GOOD MAN ISN'T GOOD BECAUSE OF GOOD DEEDS, BUT BECAUSE OF THAT LOVING HEART AND NOBLE MIND THAT HE HEEDS, WHICH NATURALLY REVEALS ITSELF IN GOOD DEEDS, AND WHICH ROLE MODEL WISE, SOWS GOOD SEEDS.

"Everything hinges on character — society, our country, the world, even our planet —
and all being why WHO and WHAT forms our character is critical, and thus our life, path
and presence either improving things or simply furthering any ill."


The poet, author

"It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society."

Jiddu Krishnamurti




I Really Like You


You know, I really like you, because you’re just like me, a body with a head,
Which makes us pretty intelligent — well, look at that grey matter, enough said.
And you’ve a heart too, just like mine, with the capacity for love, thought and care,
Oh, isn’t that exciting, we having so much in common that we can share.

Say, you’ve eyes and ears too — oh my giddy aunt, even a nose! It’s fantastic!
We so much alike, probably related, so no wonder things seem to click.
And that’s why I really like you, though there’s something about you that’s still unique,
Just like me
! Oh, it’s all too much. And what if you’ve knobbly knees too — can I peek?

By Lance Landall


"Never flex an errant muscle, nor say any unkind word, but rather,
lovingly bustle, and gift-wrap what might be heard."


SPLASHES OF HUMOUR, POETIC HUGS, AND EARNEST FATHERLY CHATS




AFTER ALL THAT, WELCOME TO MY TWO EVOLVING, REALITY AND BROAD-BASED,
POETRY AND PROSE GARDENS, AND STARTING RIGHT HERE WITH GARDEN ONE, MY FRONT GARDEN, AND HENCE THOSE LITTLE TEASERS ABOVE YOU'VE JUST STROLLED PAST.

   

EARTH IS THE ARENA. LIFE IS THE GAME. WE ARE THE PLAYERS. THE UNIVERSE IS THE CROWD.
AND GOOD OR EVIL IS OUR COACH
.

LIFE IS THE POTTER'S WHEEL. WE ARE THE CLAY. WHO AND WHAT INFLUENCES US IS OUR POTTER.
THE POTTER'S CREATION IS OUR CHARACTER. AND THE KILN OF AFFLICTION AND ADVERSITY IS
HOW WE'RE TESTED, ALONG WITH THOSE NEEDY CRIES FROM OTHERS.

LIFE IS LIKE A TRAIN. WE, FILLING THE CARRIAGES. OUR BIRTH BEING OUR TICKET. THE TRACK BEING OUR JOURNEY. THE SIGNALS BEING WARNINGS. THE STATIONS BEING OUR CHOICES. THE CONDUCTOR BEING OUR CONSCIENCE. AND OUR DESTINATION BEING THE RESULT OF THOSE CHOICES.

REACH FOR NOBLE HEIGHTS, LIVE FOR SELFLESS ENDS, GIVE THANKS FOR EVERY BLESSING, RISE
TO ANY TEST OR CHALLENGE, BEFRIEND ACCEPTANCE AND CONTENTMENT, ACT RIGHTLY TO ALL,
AND WEEP, WORK AND PRAY FOR THOSE WHO'RE STRUGGLING, HURTING, OR SUFFERING.

WHILST MAKING THE MOST OF TODAY, STILL PLAN FOR TOMORROW, BECAUSE TOMORROW IS DEPENDANT
ON TODAY, AND THUS ONLY FOLLY AND SELFISHNESS THINKING IN TERMS OF THE SHORT TERM, WHICH
HAS NEVER PROVEN TO PAY, AND WHICH THE NEXT GENERATION WILL ONLY BUT DISMAY.

YOU ARE YOUR LIFE, SO LOOK AFTER IT, OR THERE WON'T BE A YOU, OR PERHAPS JUST A SHORT-LIVED YOU, OR A RATHER MISERABLE YOU. TO REPHRASE THINGS, YOUR LIFE IS YOU, SO LOOK AFTER YOURSELF; AND REMEMBERING THAT A MOMENT OF FOOLISHNESS, ANGER OR INATTENTION CAN COST ONE DEARLY, BE THAT COST DEEP REGRET, SERIOUS LOSS, IMPRISONMENT, HARDSHIP, OR SOME LIFELONG DISABILITY.


"Life's too short to waste, too long to weep, and too precious to risk."




THE SEA OF LIFE

AHOY THERE! HERE'S SOME SOUND ADVICE FROM AN OLD SEA-DOG.
THE BEST WAY TO CROSS THE SEA OF LIFE IS BY CATCHING THE CURRENTS OF LOVE AND GRATITUDE;
PASSING OTHER SHIPS WITH MUCH THOUGHT AND CARE; ENJOYING THE CORAL OF VARIETY AND DIVERSITY, ALONG WITH THE DOLPHINS OF FRIENDSHIP (AND HOPEFULLY HAVING A WHALE OF A TIME); RIGHTLY HANDLING THE RIGGING OF RELATIONSHIPS; KEEPING A WATCHFUL LIFEBUOY ON DECK; LEAVING BEHIND A WAKE OF RIGHTFUL EXAMPLE; HOISTING THE FLAG OF PEACE AND HARMONY; MAKING GOOD USE OF THE CHART AND LOGBOOK OF PURPOSE, DIRECTION AND APPRAISAL; SETTING YOUR SAILS TO THE WIND OF NOBLE INSPIRATION; USING THE SEXTANT OF FORESIGHT; MANNING THE BRIDGE OF DUTY AND RESPONSIBILITY; KEEPING YOUR RUDDER STRAIGHT AND TRUE (AND THUS YOUR BOW RESOLUTELY POINTING AHEAD); SURFING THE WAVES OF ADVERSITY; DODGING THE SEASPRAY OF HARMFUL INFLUENCES; MAINTAINING THE LIFEBOATS OF MENTAL AND PHYSICAL REJUVENATION; HEEDING THE BELL BUOYS AND LIGHTHOUSES OF WISDOM AND TRUTH; MINDING THE SANDBAR OF SELFISHNESS; AVOIDING THE REEFS OF FOLLY AND ERROR; STEERING CLEAR OF THE SEAWEED OF TALES AND EVIL SURMISINGS, AND THE FLOTSAM OF PETTINESS, JEALOUSY AND SPITEFULNESS; WATCHING OUT FOR THE ICEBERGS OF BITTERNESS AND VENGEFULNESS THAT HAVE CAUSED MANY A SHIPWRECK; SKIRTING COASTS OF HAMPERING DISTRACTIONS, UNWHOLESOME ENTICEMENTS AND DESTRUCTIVE INFLUENCES (AND AT A RATE OF KNOTS LEST THEY CATCH YOU IN THEIR NET AND SEAL YOUR FATE); KEEPING YOUR HULL FREE OF NEGATIVE BARNACLES (AND ALSO IN ORDER TO  TACKLE AND FATHOM THINGS BETTER, THUS UTILISING THE CAPSTAN OF POSITIVITY AND CHANGING TACK); SHUNNING BEACHES OF LETHARGY, APATHY AND INDIFFERENCE; KEEPING A STERN WATCH FOR OPPORTUNISTIC SEAGULLSSELF-SERVING CIRCLING SHARKS, ENTRAPPING OCTOPUSES, JOY ROBBING PIRATES AND ANYTHING ELSE FISHY; NOTING TIDES OF PRUDENCE AND OPPORTUNITY; KEEPING OUT OF COVES OF OTHER PEOPLE'S BUSINESS BUT DROPPING ANCHOR IN HARBOURS OF QUIET TRANQUILLITY AND CALM WATERS; DOCKING AT PORTS OF GROWTH AND WELLBEING, OR MARINAS OF ACCEPTANCE AND CONTENTMENT, AND LETTING DOWN THE GANGPLANK OF OPEN-MINDEDNESS COME OTHER SEAFARERS (FELLOW SAILORS WITH THEIR CARGO OF LIFE EXPERIENCE SEEN THROUGH THE PORTHOLES OF THEIR BERTHED VESSEL CONTAINING THE SAME CABINS OF HOSPITALITY AND REFUGE THAT HAVE PLIED THE OCEANS TOO, AND THUS NOT ADRIFT).
SO BON VOYAGE, CAPTAIN. TAKE THE HELM. ENJOY LIFE'S NAUTICAL ADVENTURE. ANCHORS AWEIGH!


By Lance Landall

More like this one above can be seen further down this page.



May love unfurl its wings, clasp you to its bosom, nestle you with its chin,
warm you with its heart, and whisper what will heal and free.



 A Few Entrance Details As You Continue To Wander In And Through

with a few grey POEM BOXES and a number of other things in-between and after. And following
on from such is a SPECIAL POEM CLUSTER (titled so) comprised of 53 particular poems.

                                                                                                                                


So, regarding my poetry, and a few things in general:

You'll find rhyming poetic stories, rhyming poems, ALTERNATIVE rhyming poems
(with few full stops), prose, poetry and prose fusions, and GROUND BREAKING rhyming
poems that bridge the gap between poetry and prose given their varying longer lines
(depending on the poem), thus freeing poetry from its somewhat rigid constraints.


My prose, poetry and prose fusions, and alternative poems, have an orange title, and have also been presented in bolder print like the poems on this page outside of the coloured boxes. My capitalised alternative poetry or prose that's found here and there is treated differently, and is generally untitled. And yes, there's also ARTICLES too.

PARTICULARLY NOTE: 
The content of any poem of mine may or may not relate to
my life or experience, and
I sometimes write from the perspective of someone else (as authors oft do), as if I were that person, or had had that experience, saying I instead of them (whoever they be). And therefore, it may or may not be me. So please don't assume anything. Such poems are simply designed to make a point via personalising them. Likewise, though it might appear as if so, please don't automatically assume that any particular poem I've penned relates to a member of my family either, or extended family.
Many poets act as societal commentators, thus providing snapshots of life and the society of their time. 

My SECOND poetry garden contains a light-hearted section, a general, secular section, and a religious section (unlike my Home page where it's somewhat a mixture, aside from five purple boxes dedicated solely to the religious. In order to be fair, "Christian content or degree" is stated above such poems, which means: minimally, partially, or entirely so).

Some poems and articles are repeated elsewhere on my website where I've felt the need to do so.

Poems that aren't mine are but a few, and aren't included in my poem count (nor my prosy or capitalised poems).

Hopefully I've not overlooked crediting anyone given how in certain places I have drawn from books and articles here and there, sometimes borrowing thoughts or words along the way, and given how some things simply get lost in time.

Further NOTES (including some of what you're reading here) are found on my page AUTHOR'S PEN where the general conditions for using my poems and so on are also found).

"No voice should be silent, and no pen should be still, wherever there is falsehood, evil or ill."

 
FEEDBACK IS WELCOMED

I look forward to hearing from you. So please don't keep me waiting. You seem so nice.
:-)



Scribbles In The Night


Yes, scribbles in the night, no light, or not bothering to put it on, oh dear,
Hoping I’ll be able to read it all in the morn, and via poetry share.
Oops, I got it wrong that time, scribbled over what I’d scrawled a moment ago,
But not knowing until morning that I had wasted time and effort though.

Sorry, couldn’t remember what I’d written, so chose to mow the lawns instead,
Contemplating the complexities of scrawling thoughts while half asleep in bed,
And in the middle of the night too, one risking disturbing a sleeping wife,
Oh, such are the difficulties and considerations of a poet’s life.

By Lance Landall


IF WE'RE NOT IN THE COCKPIT OF OUR LIFE, WE'RE FLYING PILOTLESS, OUR RADAR OFF,
HEADING SOMEWHERE YET NOWHERE, CAUGHT IN UNCERTAIN CURRENTS, BUFFETED BY
UNPREDICTABLE TURBULENCE, AND THUS BOUND TO DESCEND RATHER THAN REMAIN ALOFT.



LEARNING FROM THE PAST, LOOKING BEYOND THE PRESENT, AND LETTING
LOVE HAVE ALL THE SAY, ALL THE WAY, BEGINING WITH TODAY
.



On a cheery note.

Pleasant Place

Includes a yummy recipe, and my fun page: Anything,
which contains amusing ARTICLES of sorts.

Either of these two pages was added to on: 3 October 2023.

And continuing on.

Have A Nice Day

Includes my intriguing page: Special Poems.

Either of these two pages was added to on
: 23 October 2023

Still want more fun?

Cool Bananas

Includes my other amusing page: Odds 'n' Ends.

Either of these two pages was added to on: 26 September 2023.

Specially featured secular poetic story. 

Inspired

One of eleven. The others are found in my second poetry garden.
This particular page includes more uplifting, touching poetry.

Added to on the 12 March 2024.

Reflective poems

Colours And Shades

Aspects of life.

Added to on the 26 February 2024.

A mixture of light and serious

Scrapbook

More aspects of life, but via this and that.

Added to on the 4 March 2024.

But still bearing in mind those who're tender emotionally.

Tender Spot

A number of poems, then largely thoughtful QUOTES.

Added to on: 12 February 2024.



MAY LOVE BE YOUR GREATEST ASSET, GUIDING PRINCIPLE AND BOTTOM
LINE, AND
MAY LOVE ALSO FIND YOU WHERE THERE'S NEED, RECOGNISE YOUR
SELFLESS TRAIL, AND NOTE YOUR ABSENCE WHERE YOU'RE APPLAUDED
.



WORDS FROM THE HEART FOR THE OPEN-MINDED, WHOSE RIGHT TO ACCEPT
OR REJECT SUCH, I RESPECT. LOVE ALWAYS BEING FIRST AND FOREMOST.





Please bear in mind that PERSONAL EXPRESSION is exactly that.

And so,
if you don't agree with something I've penned (even the way it's been penned), I would appreciate it if you'd tell me. To not do so might deny me the opportunity of discovering any error or poorness on my behalf, and thus also deny me the opportunity of making any changes to my work for the better. It all being helpful regarding growth (friends and family often differing too). No disrepect or injury of any kind has been intended. So please, lets grow together.

"The trouble with personal opinion is that some people take it personally." :-)


Though a Christian, and having no issue with Christianity, I can understand people veering away from Christianity given the sad behaviour that's coming from many who claim to be Christians
, and given the nonsense, error and ills that are coming from certain quarters of Christendom that's been losing its way. Thus lest people throw the baby out with the bath water, I've tried to address this too via my page WITH GOD IN MIND which links to further related pages.

"A narrow mind knows not the open road, and a closed mind remains locked in its garage."

And therefore, regarding all this:

Dear Visitor,


Struggling like me, perhaps, kind words and acts really appreciated, no doubt,
Yes, loving concern, which is what I like to think my website is all about.
And hence why I also point out error, ill and wrong, because such harms us all,
But draped over this humble attempt of mine, hopefully you’ll find love’s shawl.

Or love weaving its way in and out, popping up here and there, reminding you
That though I might oft come on strong, it’s your best interests I’ve sought to pursue.
And so, I doing what I can, something rather than nothing, because I care,
And knowing that such is sorely needed; dangers, troubles and loss always near.

By Lance Landall




Where Truths Are Said, And Gracious Is Pride


When love’s in the heart, and the mind is sound and open, respectful of all views,
And no one’s treated any differently because of what they say or choose,
Then all is well within the soul, and thus no one threatened, nor their rights denied,
And vice versa marking true friendship, where truths are stated, and gracious is pride.

Thus gone is hindrance, challenge welcomed, and thereby, growth able to be obtained,
Each coming from different angles and backgrounds, conversing relaxed, not strained.
Yes, no offence meant, no offence taken, and how it is that we awaken,
Having held what needed probing, thus quietly corrected; one's point taken.

By Lance Landall


And this, from a religious take:


Please Bear With Me


When I look at the Bible, I see a book of love, one that’s written for us,
Conveying comfort, promises, wisdom, instruction and warnings from Jesus.
He not only the God of love, but the God of truth, hence His warts and all book,
Lest a devil, charlatans, or bad influences in this world put us crook.

And I seeing my website in a similar way, things written in love too,
Conveying comfort, hope, sound advice, warnings and truth — yes, same warts and all too.
I likewise as concerned as God, though there is a difference here, because I,
Unlike Him, have indulged in what’s wrong, and of the ill of such, can testify.

And so, my poetry website being my book of love, written for all too,
A seed sowing exercise, though any sprouting having more to do with you.
Those seeds either falling on stony ground or receptive soil, and why I toil,
Wanting the best for humanity too, both of us, lest things mar, destroy or spoil.

Oh yes, I’m still learning, but sharing what I’ve learnt so far, and while I can do,
I not here forever, and should I wait, it might become too late to pursue.
My book of love hardly comparable with God’s, but a book nevertheless,
Written in love and with the best of intentions too, and why I pray it’ll bless.


By Lance Landall


 VALUE DIFFERENT OPINIONS, RESPECT THE BELIEFS OF OTHERS, DRAW FROM MANY SOURCES,
LISTEN MORE THAN TALK, QUESTION MORE THAN DISAGREE, CAREFULLY CONSIDER THINGS BEFORE DISMISSING THEM, ALLOW YOURSELF TO BE CHALLENGED, KEEP AN OPEN MIND, ALWAYS DEPART
AMICABLY, ENJOY A RANGE OF FRIENDS, MIX WITH EVERYONE, BE HUMBLE, FAIR AND REALISTIC.



WHEN WE'VE GOT A WORLD THAT'S GOING IN THE WRONG DIRECTION, HEADING FOR DISASTER
(FORGET ANOTHER PLASTER), AND FOR THE SAKE OF GENERATIONS TO COME (THOUGH WE
ENDANGERED BY THAT BEATING DRUM), THERE NEEDS TO BE AS MANY VOICES AS POSSIBLE
CALLING FOR AN URGENT CORRECTION, WE AT AN INTERSECTION, AND WHAT MIGHT BECOME?


So back to the serious stuff.

Things Worth Pondering

More intriguing ARTICLES of sorts, but after five introductory poems.

Added to on: 13 December 2023.

And

More Worth Pondering

But only in the form of related poems.

A
dded to on: 4 May 2023.



TRUTH IS CHERISHED BY FEW, DOGGED BY DOUBTERS, TARNISHED BY CONMEN AND HYPOCRITES, THWARTED BY MISINFORMATION, DENIED BY LIARS, DISMISSED OR RUBBISHED BY UNBELIEVERS, ATTACKED BY CONSPIRATORS, DOCTORED, CLOAKED OR WITHELD BY DECEIVERS, COVERED UP BY EVILDOERS, GAGGED BY DICTATORS, AND IS OFTEN LEFT TO FEND FOR ITSELF, TRADED OR COMPROMISED FOR CONVENIENCE SAKE, TOLD OUT OF SCHOOL, PRESENTED POORLY OR IN PART, CONVEYED THOUGHTLESSLY OR BRUTALLY, MISUNDERSTOOD, TOO CLOSE TO HOME, OR SEEN TOO LATE.



WE CAN PREACH AND WE CAN TEACH, BUT IF IT'S NOT IN THE HEART, NOR LIVED, IT'S MUCH
LIKE A SANDCASTLE NEAR THE WATER'S EDGE ON A STORM-TOSSED BEACH.


"Never confuse straight talk with harshness, nor pleasing words with love."

"Precious indeed are those utterances designed to help and spare."

"Nothing hurts us more than failing to see the truth."

"What many have been taught and told, simply sneers and laughs at the truth,
and stubbornly refuses to let go its hold."
The poet, author

"To find a man who in plain terms and without guile speaks his mind with frankness, and neither for the sake of reputation or for gain makes false pretensions, but out of good will and concern for his fellow-men stands ready, if need be, to submit to ridicule and to the disorder and the uproar of the mobto find such a man as that is not easy, but rather the good fortune of a very lucky city, so great is the dearth of noble, independent souls and such the abundance of toadies [those who flatter or defer to others for self-serving reasons], mountebanks [flamboyant charlatans], and sophists [those skilled in elaborate and devious argumentations]."
Dio Chrysostom (c. 40 - c. 115 CE), bracketed contents inserted by poet.


"If the counsel be good, no matter who gave it."

Proverb

"He who dares not offend cannot be honest."
Thomas Paine (1737-1809)


 

Cause For Real Concern


I’m no fan of the left or right, both having proven injurious, and more so
The greater their swing has been, because from such, even more injury’s seen to flow.
Oh yes, the reckless, libertine left and the tight-fisted, draconian right, who
Instead of just governing, their own particular agendas love to pursue.

And thus when things swing too far one way, they’re soon seen to swing too far the other way,
Both sides always pushing the envelope, then that backlash, all why such doesn’t pay.
And maybe there’s a bigger backlash coming than any have ever seen before,
Given those loud liberal gains that have seemingly sought to storm every door.

Just as there’s many who want this or that, there’s many who do not want this or that,
And where it’s worldwide, a worldwide backlash, some epicentre, a roar and not clap.
Capitol Hill but a reminder and warning of how things can go, left or right,
And all why I’m not a fan of either, a cause for real concern clearly in sight.

Yes, there are zealots on both sides, some with a religious face, and well astray,
Willing to wield the sword in God’s name or legislation chase; somehow gain sway.
All how rightful governance is hijacked, we not having learned from history,
The folly and fickleness of humanity seemingly a mystery;

Both fanaticism and liberalism nothing but a travesty.

All why the conservative path seems the wiser path, it more balanced, centred,
And thus neither
liberal or fanatical, but more rightly seen and heard.
Society needing boundaries and safeguards, standards by which to live by,
All carefully weighed and measured, the ship steady, no left or right danger nigh.

But because society's lost its rudder, confusion and anger abounds,
The left and right having caused a polarisation, hence those groups doing the rounds;
Be they the bigoted, racist far right, or the boundary sacking far left,
Or the conspiracy brigade, and why of soundness, society’s now bereft.

Balance having bitten the dust, the head of one not connected to its heart,
And the heart of one not connected to its head, and thereby, they world’s apart.
And we all the worst for it, ill growing by the day, hence that cause for real concern,
Lest via the very worst of scenarios, we awaken and too late learn.

But so it goes, that constant swing between the left and right, neither getting it right,
And no surprises there, both unbalanced, and which their voters help incite.
Yes, their left or right demands aiding and abetting, society askew,
And why seldom’s seen a government that’s sound, and cause for real concern in view.

Once again, politicians are there to run their country, not seek their own ends,
Nor should they take part in protests, certain parades, which a biased message sends;
Thus gone their neutrality, ability to operate impartially,
Which makes them unfit for such an office, and hence those wrong directions we see.

Having to toe the party line creates dishonourable women and men,
Who, on certain matters, should go by conscience, thus making a stand there and then.
But no, and thus forced choices leading to errant introductions, foolish laws,
Which free choice may’ve prevented, and how society’s soon clenched in folly’s jaws.

The truth is, that the hallmark and benchmark of every government should be:
Integrity, Balance and Heart; and leaders being servants of humanity.
In other words, not there for themselves, but the well-being of society,
Governance free of the self-serving, marked by honesty and transparency.

But that sad left and right bias always getting in the way, spoiling it all,
Affecting so much, acting like a toxin, cancer, one oft seen to appal.
And come elections, a swing to the right again, or a swing to the left, when
More balanced governance would've saved the day, instead of here we go again.

Also true: Americans, say, can be fed propaganda as much as Russians,
Enter fascism wrapped in the flag and carrying a cross; all how fate grins.
It hardly conservatism at fault, but those hard left and right swings we see,
Which are devoid of balance, and which either way, endanger humanity.

When presidents court envangelicals, or vise versa, it's a real bad sign,
And where Church and State are wed, you've a forbidden marriage that's far from divine.
One that history's proven to be disastrous (both on different levels);
And often found hiding behind religion, cunning men and callous devils.

All why Church and State should always remain separate, but not so, I fear,
A very real threat looking eminent, though in the minds of most, not so clear.
Oh yes, what’s happened before can happen again when people forget the past,
And why I believe that certain freedoms that many have enjoyed will not last.

At the end of the day, we know this world is really run from behind the scenes,
Though appearing not so, thus what will be will be, despite those left and right leans.
All why I personally have a hope beyond this world, where there’s pure intent,
No disinformation, trickery, falsehood, delusion, force-cum-devilish scent.


By Lance Landall

This poem was penned on 26 March 2023, tweaked and added to on 1 October 2023.

"The real rulers in Washington are invisible, and exercise power from behind the scenes."
Felix Frankfurter, Supreme Court Justice (1882-1965)

The world is governed by very different personages from what is imagined by those who are not behind the scenes."
Benjamin Disraeli (1804-1881), past UK prime minister.

"NPR reported that Mike Johnson [speaker of the US House of Representatives] has ties to the New Apostolic Reformation, an extreme far-right Christian movement seeking to dissolve the US’s separation between church
and state by “any means necessary.”
Motherjones.com


"As Christians we are not here to provide an ethic for society or the state, but to clearly define an ethic for disciples
of Jesus Christ. In the American system of government it is difficult for this stance to be understood. We operate with
the myth of being a Christian nation, and we seek to interpret for society an ethic that we can bless as Christians.
We need a new awareness of the pluralism of the New Testament, that the crucial issue is the difference between
the church and the world, and that the church operates "within the perfection of Christ," while the world operates outside the perfection or will of Christ. Christians influence the state for good through Christian ethics and integrity, but they do not equate church and state. Only an in-depth understanding of this issue can save us from a cultural
and a civil religion."
Myron Augsburger, pastor, professor, theologian, and author.

"We Christians may not do as Americans something that we must not do as Christians. As we listen to and
 debate arguments about going to war, note how often our Christian identity is subordinated to our American identity.
We have been so formed by the collusion of the church with America that we find it difficult to even distinguish
between Christian and national identity, and harder to subordinate our national identity to our identity in Christ."
Jonathan R. Wilson, pastor, professor of theology, and author.

"I believe in an America that is officially neither Catholic, Protestant nor Jewish — where no public official either requests or accepts instructions on public policy from the Pope, the National Council of Churches or any other ecclesiastical source — no religious body seeks to impose its will directly or indirectly upon the general populace or the public acts of its officials — and where religious liberty is so indivisible that an act against one church is treated as an act against all."
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963), past American president.

"Christians aren't here to change the world via the political realm, but to simply change hearts and minds
via the Gospel of Jesus Christ, which, by the way, is the only way that the world can ever be changed."

The poet, author

You may wish to check out my article regarding the left, right and centre of the political spectrum which is titled,
My Take, In Light Of Today, and which can be found on my page Things Worth Pondering.
For more regarding the possibility of Church and State, see my page World Concerns and the section
titled The Changing Of America. Also note my poems I'm Concerned, America and I'm Shocked, America.
And regarding the dangers of cancel culture also, see my page Further Too (and the poems
and articles there) which is accessed via my page This World And Us.
My page Further To also contains my article Why Church And State Should Always Remain Separate.

"Let us not seek the Republican answer or the Democratic answer, but the right answer. Let us not
seek to fix the blame for the past. Let us accept our responsibility for the future.
"
John F. Kennedy
(1917-1963), past American president.



Christian content or degree.

It Doesn't Belong There


Yes, keep politics out of the Church and churches, ’cause it doesn’t belong there,
But only the sacred, the spiritual, and hence that need of healthy fear.
In other words, respect for its Head, Jesus, it's sole purpose being Him too,
Not the mire of worldly politics, corrupt politicians, mere salesmen, who

Have no place there, and who oft assault its inner sanctum with false pretensions,
Lies, promises that they don’t keep, earthy business, and plain selfish intentions.
Oh yes, such worlds apart from the heavenly, the divine, and how it dirties,
It not worship one day and politics another, and why God says, “No!" Not “Please.”

Yes, the Church is supposed to be all about truth, religious exercises,
That which is in harmony, not out of sync with, like that which advertises;
No vote for “me” to be found there, the Church not about parties, but a Saviour,
Who, regarding His set apart sanctuary, condemns such speech, behaviour.

Nor are pastors to play politics, their lips sealed regarding who to vote for,
Which party or candidate; such but a personal thing, which here’s seen to war.
Christ not sharing His pulpit with politicians, nor those speaking on their behalf,
His Church but there for His glory, thus free of business, banter, that hoot or laugh.

Yes, too many have secularised the Church and churches, assaulting them, and
All why we see what we do; God’s archenemy having got lay of the land.
And all why politicians shouldn’t dare, nor pastors too, it not their calling,
And all why Christ removed the money changers, their ignorance and gall appalling.

And likewise, churches are to be free of any activist activity,
Be it climate change, an antiwar protest, or whatever, thus pure and free,
And not perceived as a threat, and all why Christians should mind what they say and do,
Even when operating outside the Church, or a church, thus not acting askew.

The Church and churches are no less important to Jesus today than they were
When He was here on Earth, and why those who act differently here, badly err.
Churches are but for the godly alone, the Good News Gospel, God’s Holy Word,
And why within those walls, no politician's or activist’s pitch should be heard.

A church stands for Someone, and as a symbol in a God-forgetting world, where
To avoid corruption, it needs to be set apart, treated with thought and care.
And thus distinct, all realising it's no mere building where anything is done,
But a heavenly portal, say, or divine embassy, regarding the Son.

And yes, so it should be with Christians, that same distinctiveness in their lives too,
Thus their hearts and minds set apart, they careful what they take in, think say or do.
The world's rubbish left well behind, it not polluting them either
praise the Lord!
'Cause it's Him they're to reflect, like a church, and not the ways of a rebellious horde.


By Lance Landall

"How dare you use the church and words of Jesus as a shield for genocide."
Marc Lamont Hill

"Her priests have done violence to My law and have profaned My holy things; they have
made no distinction between the holy and the profane..." (Ezekiel 22:6, NASB).




Christian content or degree.

Sanctioned Atrocities


I wonder who will be the victims of another sanctioned atrocity,
Like that in Gaza, and in the supposed name of God too, delusionally.
And interestingly,
The Bible speaks of an End-time global power that issues a death decree,
Which can only be another genocide, legislated killing spree.

After all, come Church and State in America, say, and it’s power and clout,
Who else might be deemed a threat, and how another atrocity comes about.
Yes, all in God’s name too, the Old Testament used where it suits, and not the New,
Which regarding the likes of genocide, presents a completely different view.

All why politics and religion are bad bedfellows, even partners in crime,
One's religion being personal, and one would think we've surely learnt with time.
The Church being society's conscience, not legislator, but that aside,
NO atrocity should come sanctioned, and no Christian should support genocide.

So when you see some nation that's changing from a lamb into a dragon, and
Church and State getting cosier, you should be alarmed at that changing of hand

Well, going by the Bible, though in general too, soon gone democracy,
And in its place? Oh, I dread to think; all what we should observe most intently.

By Lance Landall

"He was granted power to give breath to the image [copy] of the beast [past cruel power], that the
image [coming global government] of the beast should both speak and cause as many as would
not worship the image of the beast to be killed [a reference to dissenters]" (Rev 13:15, NKJV).

"...And all the world marvelled and followed the beast [power]" (Rev 13:3, NKJV).

"Then a third angel followed them saying with a loud voice, "If anyone worships the beast and
its image...he himself shall also drink of the wine of the wrath of God" (Rev 14:9,10, NKJV).



Christian content or degree.

There're Christians And There're Christians


Forget the Old Testament for now. What does the Gospel of Jesus Christ say
(Though I could say, shout)? Well, here’s some things it makes very clear, and meaning today,
And this by statement and principle, and regarding life and humanity,
Because Jesus Christ is the God of love who opposes any injury.

Christians (and the reason I say Christians is, because many are erring here)
Are not to indulge in civil unrest, violence, murder, hostility,
Tyranny, oppression, genocide, ethnic cleansing, cruelty, criminality,
War crimes, abuse, indifference, racism, bigotry or partiality.

Not only are Christians not to indulge in such, but they’re not to support such,
Yet, when it comes to Gaza, say, that maiming and killing, many have done such.
Yes, they’ve supported those weapons sent, and shouted “No ceasefire!” too, and thereby
Have contravened the very Word of God, who defensive arguments won’t buy.

Christians are to live by a very different order of things, but sadly,
Here they’ve been complicit in hypocrisy, aiding war crimes — evil, frankly.
Yet Christians are supposed to be anti war, peacemakers, thus their conscience clear,
Because when it comes to injury of any kind, Christ has said, “Don’t you dare!”

And in Gaza, against those Gazans, we’ve seen both apartheid and bigotry,
And such coming right from the top, not just those Israelis on Facebook, horribly.
Oh yes, their hate for Gazans has been palpable, and war crimes boasted of too,
Thanks to the money and weapons sent that many Christians hollered “Yes” to.

And all this when Christ has said, “Love your enemy,” “Turn the other cheek,” which means
Returning good for evil, not feeling joy over apocalyptic scenes.
No, Christians aren’t to be praying for what they think is Armageddon, but for
The saving of souls via the Good News Gospel, not child and woman slaughtering war.

Quite honestly, it’s very disturbing, and not Christianity at all,
But a wayward Christendom that has foolishly taken its eyes off the ball.
All how the world’s turned off Christians, who, if not supporting murder in Palestine,
Are getting involved in insurrections, immersed in the earthly, not Divine.

All why Christ will say to many Christians, “Depart from Me, because how could you?
All being My creation, made in my image, whose welfare you should pursue.”
Oh yes, if only they knew their Bible like they should do, because God has said
That rather than being starved and killed, humanity’s to be protected and fed.

Yes, He’s told us to look after widows, and to not harm kids, and don’t forget
That good Samaritan, there not to be any partiality, and yet,
The Western World having given Arabs a bad name, and among them, oh dear,
Those who should know better, and why many support Israel's carnage, I fear,

That bombing of hospitals and homes, that killing of journalists (the scale sheer),
And amongst the wanton destruction, seekers of food shot at without a tear;
That's when food got through, of course, necessities of life destroyed or withheld, and
Along with the slaughter and demolition, the seizure of more of their land.

And all why Christ said, “Those who say they love Me, yet don’t love their fellowman, are
Most untruthful,” and why from the joy of Heaven, such hypocrites He will bar.
And all why Christ said, “If you don’t forgive, I won’t forgive you,” thus gone revenge
(Oft carried out in the guise of self-defence; such thinking older than Stonehenge).

Christians need to remember that they themselves are fallen humanity too,
And that once upon a time, God loved every Gentile as much as every Jew.
And that still applies today, so who’d dare call some of His children animals, and when
Christ died for all, knows each one by name, and hence the fire and passion in my pen.

Oh yes, there’re Christians and there’re Christians, hence why by their fruits you’ll know them,
Because those who truly love their fellowman, such ill in Gaza will condemn.
And same ill anywhere in the world, because no life should be maimed or taken,
And why those supporting such an atrocity, are at best, badly mistaken.

Think about it: Thousands and thousands of CHILDREN killed by big bully Israel,
Who cruelly provoked the Gazans for decades, thus reaping that October gale.
And rather than awakening to its sins, it opted for revenge, and hence
That evil atrocity committed in Gaza in the guise of self-defence.

And America as complicit as can be, and more so, I have to say,
Because Biden could’ve pulled the plug long ago, stopped sending those bombs their way.
Oh, all those children, who, only a few years of life got, and then there’s the rest,
Crippled and mentality scarred, savaged by bedfellows in a complicit nest.

And to think America and the West have tried to shut down dissenting cries,
Images and witnesses
oh, the propaganda, and those Israeli lies.
The International Court Of Justice and international law ignored,
And to think that many Christians have supported such in the name of the Lord!

Oh, how could they? Israeli soldiers raping, burying Gazans alive too,
Raiding hospitals, shooting staff, hence that condemnation from many a JEW.
Gaza known as an Israeli laboratory for testing this and that,
And then exporting that cruel knowledge 
and those Christians think they know where it's at.

It makes me shudder as a Christian, but speak out, and it's anti-Semitic,
Which is utter nonsense given the atrocious war crimes,
the stench of them thick.
But so much of this withheld from the American and Israeli public,
Whose heads are receiving the proverbial, condescending pat
— oh, how sick.

Yes, this is a war that's been fed and fuelled by religion, errant religion,
Because religion shouldn't be behind any war, so woe such a Christian.
To misinterpret God's Word is one thing, but to carry it to such a degree
Is not just evil at its worst, but Christianity-wise, outright heresy.

Seems like some are trying to create a Middle East explosion, one that suits,
One that fits their biblical misinterpretation, ill and error in cahoots.
Then Christ will come, they think, though He's coming anyway, and much He'll have to say,
Because Christians aren't to start, aid or use wars, and nor with the Word of God play.

But such not surprising in the U.S. where there's that Christian militancy,
Something Christ never indulged in, nor asked Christians too 
it sin, actually,
And the reason why is, because it's not Christ-like, but the way of the world, where
It's shove, shout, demand and force
and wasn't such injury seen at Calvary?

By Lance Landall

See my page Humanity, and poems relating to Armageddon.

“The children of God and the children of the devil are revealed in this way: all who do not do what is right
are not from God, nor are those who do not love their brothers and sisters” (1 John 3:10, NRSV).

"There are six things the Lord hates — no, seven things he detests: haughty eyes, a lying tongue, hands
that kill the innocent, a heart that plots evil, feet that race to do wrong, a false witness who pours out
lies, a person who sows discord in a family" (Prov 6:16-19, NLT).

"Anyone who hates his brother is a murderer, and you know that no murderer has eternal life in him"
(1 John 3:15, NIV).

“And at another moment I [God] may declare concerning a nation or a kingdom that I will build and plant it,
but if it does evil in My sight, not listening to My voice, then I will change my mind about the good that
I had intended to do to it” (Jer 18:9,10).



Christian content or degree.

The Foolish Christian


The cause of God is too often hampered or thwarted by the foolish Christian,
Who bales people up, forces things on them, and who thereby, gets under their skin.
Such not the Christ-like way, but the earthly salesman approach, which turns people off,
Religion being a personal matter, and of religion, many scoff.

The truth is, there’s a time, place and way to engage and share, but sadly, like here,
The approach, words spoken, or material given, just causes ill to flare.
Wisdom losing out to zealotry and clumsiness, Christ no in-your-face type,
Nor wanting Christians to appear religious nutters with their banners and hype.

That in-your-face can come in various forms, accosting or plastering, say,
Which means, if not argued, it’s put where it’ll be tripped over, pushy in its own way.
Christianity to be lived rather than worn, example worth a thousand words,
Not that exterior show, nor sales pitch, it all being away with the birds.

God wants more saved followers, but gently persuaded, reasoned with, and that’s it,
And where and when there’s receptiveness, and like all things, the cloth thus made to fit.
Friendliness and friendship the greatest door opener, and when the time is right,
But the foolish Christian acting otherwise — harming — much to Satan’s delight.

If Jesus is in the home, and in one’s heart, He’ll be clearly seen, and therefore,
It not needing to be glaringly advertised from the ceiling to the floor.
Nor over one’s car, it all about restraint, refinement, sensitivity,
So that the world may be drawn to Christ, not shoved His way, creating enmity.

Bold for God doesn’t mean brash, but unafraid to speak on His behalf, and thus
One not shying away from duty, but acting prudently, just like Jesus.
He no bull in a china shop, but respectful of others feelings, and why
Christians should behave likewise, and before saying or doing, the water try.

Loving concern for others (and saving souls here), first begins with thought and care;
In other words, personal interest, one mindful of their needs, being there.
Too quick and too heavy with the religious can simply drive people away,
Who aren’t left with a good impression, ’cause it’s more about what we do than say.

So don’t be a foolish Christian, carried away by this and that, thus askew,
Balance and sense missing from the picture, a faulty witness rather than true.
Christians being ambassadors, not gladiators, nor cowboys with lassoes,
The latter but causing damage to God’s cause, some too set in their ways and views.


By Lance Landall 




Christian content or degree.

A Note To All, Really


When God forgives us, our sins are as if forgotten, buried in the deepest sea,
But because of a judgment that precedes Christ’s soon return, enter reality,
And that being, that a record is still kept in Heaven, though not a cause of fear
If we have repented and are walking rightly, 'cause SAVED BY GRACE will be marked there.

That reality mentioned being 'cause many backslide, turn away completely
(After having accepted Christ), and hence why that record book’s a necessity.
And why no one goes to Heaven ’till that judgment’s over, clearly in session now,
'Cause Christ has said His reward is coming with Him, thus this being the when and how.

Oh yes, the Bible makes it clear that God’s grace can be voided, and this being why
All should take their salvation seriously, ’cause “Foul!” one won’t be able to cry.
God's no fool, we either in or out, committed or not, and hence that judgment scene,
God knowing who’s for real or not, changed or not, His all-knowing eyesight very keen.

And soon, that resurrection day, rescue of the saved, Earth the preparation stage,
That work of a lifetime, our becoming Christ-like, having turned new page after page.
Hence that SAVED BY GRACE stamp, or that CURRENTLY LOST stamp, and dare the latter remain
Via not returning to our Saviour’s arms, or via never having accepted Christ,

But rather, having rejected Christ oh dear, what a tragic loss, tragic shame, and,

Make no mistake, Heaven’s not for those who plot, lie, hate, wound or kill, and who also
Destroy this planet via their warmongering — yes, white phosphorus falling like snow.
And all why God has promised, “I will avenge,” having looked through history’s window
And seen the hell that such people have created, even some who better should know.

And as the saved go through Heaven's record books, they'll be able to see God was just,
Many lost because of hidden wickedness, corruption, depravity-cum-lust.
And likewise those who act like saints who're but devils within, which the eyes of God see,
And He being a God of justice, a lawgiver, and love not weak nor silly.

By Lance Landall

“And all these [faithful Bible heroes of all the ages], though commended through their faith, did not receive
what was promised [eternal life, immortality], since God had provided something better [much fairer] for us,
 that apart from us they should not be made perfect [they will have to wait]” (Heb 11:39,40, ESV).

“ ‘For the Son of Man is going to come in His Father’s glory with His angels, and then He will reward each
person according to what he has done [good or bad]’ ” (Matt 16:27, NIV).

“As I watched, thrones were set in place [a symbolic representation of the great final trial, fixing the destinies
of men and of nations]...The court sat in judgment, and the books were opened” (Dan 7:9,10).

“Then I saw another angel flying in midair, and he had the eternal gospel to proclaim to those who live on the
earth. He said in a loud voice, ‘Fear God and give Him glory, because the hour of His judgment has come.
Worship Him who made the heavens, the earth, the sea and the springs of water’ ” (Rev 14:6,7, NIV).

“For if we go on sinning willfully after receiving the knowledge of the truth, there no longer remains a sacrifice
for sins [God’s grace is made void], but a terrifying expectation of judgment...” (Heb 10:26, 27, NASB).




"A better world starts with better people, and hence why nothing will change
until we become that change that changes."

"If the world's getting worse, ask it what it's exchanged and forsaken."
"This world will never be fixed until we put all the tools back, stop hiding the
blueprint, and re-engage the original architect."

The poet, author

"Means we use must be as pure as the ends we seek."
Martin Luther King Jr (1929-1968)




Love Has Its Serious Side


Just because someone speaks the truth, calls a spade a spade, makes a stand of some sort,
Doesn’t mean that they are an ogre, a legalist, a sourpuss or spoil sport.
’Cause many who’re cheery, friendly, loving and kind, speak their mind, stand up for right,
And surely that’s how it should be regarding those concerned for another’s plight.

Yes, we’re talking love, a passion for others and the best interests of all,
Which is behind that stand, that straight talk, that frown, that hard but necessary call.
So lets mind how we label or perceive such folk, because what might it say of us
If error, wrong or injury continue because we haven't made a fuss.

And this all why love has its serious side, because love won’t stand idly by,
Not where things are destructive, erroneous, injurious, hurtful, awry.
Yes, love has its smile, but it also uses other muscles where needed, and
Who’d want it any other way, unless they’re living in some fairytale land.

All why love deals with reality, knowing some things need to be said and done,
And therefore, it sometimes having to pause from its warm fuzzies and wholesome fun.
Yes, love isn't silly, nor weakly, but rather, it does what love’s got to do,
Because if it didn’t, it wouldn’t be love, or certainly not love that’s true.

By Lance Landall




As Corny As It May Sound


Yes, as corny as it may sound, and given how love’s been abused, made soppy;
In other words, sentimentalised to death, exchanged for a weakly copy,
Love should be the beginning and end of everything that we say and do,
And everything in-between, what represents me, and what represents you.

Oh yes, love the essence, the core, the heart of every plan and desire,
And why too, of everyone’s best interests and health we should inquire.
True happiness and joy never secured by inwardness, but outwardness, and
That’s what love’s about — OTHERS — never us, which too many fail to understand.

Yes, love is real, love is true, love is everything but what it’s not, and so
What love is, we need to know, lest in our ignorance, the opposite we show.
And love knowing certain things should be said and done, but according to its way,
And until such becomes our way too, things will inevitably go astray.

And so, as corny as it may sound, given how love’s oft been poorly portrayed;
In other words, murdered by undue praise, dulled by not calling a spade a spade,
Love should be the flag on every pole, the banner of every parade,
The bottom line, and far from commercial, but rather, delightfully homemade.


By Lance Landall




In Tune


Whether an atheist, Christian, Muslim, Jew or other, one thing should be so,
And that is, that both love and truth should be paramount to us, two lights that glow.
Why? ’Cause love should be found in all one says and does, its opposite evil and ill,
And without truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, we’re pussies in the well.

Yes, love’s a doing word, and something that should inhabit us, always direct,
And truth acting likewise, keeping us on the right path, lest some wrong we inflict.
Both working together like knives and forks, both committed to the same task, but
Are only found where they're truly prized, and where hearts are open and minds aren’t shut.

So don’t throw the baby out with the bath water, like some foolish people do,
Having been deceived or betrayed, not minding who they trusted or listened to.
Hence we always searching, and letting love dictate no matter our misfortune,
'Cause love and truth are unchangeables, and we not really well 'till they're in tune.

Yes, to do what's right we need to know what's right, and therefore, truth having its place,
Lest we think something wrong is right, or something right is wrong, and thus love disgrace.
'Cause love knows nothing of wrong, and truth's always truth whether we know it or not,
But know it we need to, and love we should, lest without them both, our life we blot. 


By Lance Landall




WITHOUT LOVE, HUMANITY WOULD HAVE PERISHED; ALL WHY LOVE SHOULD BE CHERISHED,
PLACED AT THE FOREFRONT OF EVERYTHING, LIKEWISE AT THE HEART OF EVERYTHING, AND
THUS BEHIND AND WITHIN EVERYTHING, ALWAYS THERE, ALWAYS FAIR, ALWAYS CLEAR,
SETTING THE TONE, SCENE AND ATMOSPHERE, WEARING A SMILE, DABBING ANY TEAR, THUS
CAPTIVATING ALL WITH ITS USUAL FLAIR, WINNING THE DAY, SHOWING HOW TO STEER

YES, TEACHING THE HOW, WHEN AND WHERE.




SOME WISDOM DRAWN FROM THE GARDEN


NEVER FOUL YOUR OWN NEST LEST YOU FELL YOUR OWN TREE. DON’T GRASS ON ANYONE. REMEMBER THAT NEGATIVE THOUGHTS ARE LIKE WEEDS AND THAT POSITIVE THOUGHTS ARE LIKE FLOWERS. DON'T LET THE MOSS OF PROCRASTINATION GROW UNDER YOUR FEET, NOR LET THE FROST OF FEAR FREEZE YOUR POTENTIALITIES AND ANY OPPORTUNITIES. MIND THE BUSHES OF INTROSPECTION AND THE POND OF DESPONDENCY. BE A ROSE RATHER THAN A THORN. SMILE LIKE A SUNFLOWER. SPREAD COMPLIMENTS LIKE AUTUMN LEAVES SO THAT OTHERS MAY BLOOM. NURTURE BUDDING FRIENDSHIPS. BUILD A GAZEBO OF SHELTERING EMPATHY, AND A GREENHOUSE OF INNER GROWTH. INSTALL A FOUNTAIN OF EVER-FLOWING THOUGHTFUL KINDNESS. CREATE STEPPING STONES FOR OTHERS MIDST THE ROCKERY OF LIFE. LAY A WELCOMING LAWN OF FRIENDLINESS. USE GLOVES FOR PRICKLY SITUATIONS AND NECESSARY APPLICATIONS. ONLY PLANT GOOD SEEDS LEST YOU HARVEST A CROP OF REGRETFUL MULCH. BRUSH OFF NON-CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM AND SWEEP AWAY INSULTS. TAP INTO HELPFUL TIPS AND SAGE ADVICE. BE CREATIVE AND BRANCH OUT. DON’T SOIL YOUR REPUTATION, NOR DISH ANY DIRT. MIND THE WORMS OF ENVY. AXE BAD HABITS, LOP OFF WHATEVER WILL BLIGHT, TAKE THE CLIPPERS TO INDULGENCE, PRUNE BACK COMPLAINTS, AND SPRAY ANY GOSSIP. QUIETLY BEAR WHATEVER MIGHT BUG. CALL A SPADE A SPADE. IT PAYS TO HEDGE YOUR BETS TOO. REMEMBER THAT CRUEL WORDS ARE LIKE SLUGS FROM WHICH ILL CAN GERMINATE AND EAT AWAY AT SOMEONE ELSE'S INNER GARDEN. THINK ORGANIC, BIODEGRADIBLE AND EVERGREEN. DON'T FORK OUT ANY MORE MONEY THAN YOU NEED TO. DON'T SHOVEL YOUR VEGGIES DOWN COME MEALTIME. HOSE AWAY GLOOMINESS, BUT BE FREQUENT WITH THE WATERING CAN OF CHEER, AND CREATE A TRELLIS OF HAPPY MEMORIES; REMEMBERING THAT LOVE IS THE BEST FERTILISER. AND MAY THERE BE A STEADY STREAM OF WHOLESOME LAUGHTER AND SUNNY JOY, ALONG WITH REGULAR WHEELBARROWS OF AFFECTION.

By Lance Landall



SOME WISDOM DRAWN FROM THE WORLD OF STEAMPUNK AND METAL ART

ADOPT A CAN DO APPROACH. DON’T EXPECT TO BE SPOONFED. LEARN TO HANDLE HARDSHIP WITH DIGNITY. EVERYTHING HINDGES ON ATTITUDE. DON’T CHAIN YOURSELF TO THE PAST. DONT BUCKLE WHEN IT COMES TO PEER PRESSURE. BUILD UP A BACKBONE OF STEEL RATHER THAN TIN. WHEN IT COMES TO YOUR MIND, NEVER BOLT IT. HAVING TO THINK DEVELOPS AND OILS CREATIVE COGS.
FIND YOUR ELEMENT AND THE KEYS TO SUCCESSFUL LIVING. GO FOR GOLD, BUT BE CONTENT WITH SILVER OR BRONZE. WELD LOVE TO TRUTH. ALWAYS WEAR THE HAT OF PRUDENCE, THE GOOGLES OF FORESIGHT, THE BADGE OF NOBLENESS, THE WAISTCOAT OF PREPARATION, THE BELT OF CONFIDENCE, AND THE BOOTS OF DETERMINATION. WATCH OUT FOR TRAPS. DON’T BE CONNED HOOK, LINE OR SINKER. ILL OFTEN SPRINGS FROM FOLLY, AND CAN SOON SEE SOMETHING GO DOWN THE TUBES. DON’T BOTTLE THINGS UP, BUT FIND SOME RELEASE VALVE. DON’T JUMP FROM THE POT INTO THE FRYING PAN. WHERE YOU CAN, TRY TO IRON THINGS OUT AND MESH IN WITH OTHERS. SOMETIMES IT PAYS TO PIPE DOWN, AND SOMETIMES ONE NEEDS TO NAIL THINGS DOWN. KEEP THE LID ON CONFIDENTIALITY. MIND WHO AND WHAT YOU MIRROR. A TAP ON SOMEONE’S SHOULDER CAN BE NEEDED. SOLDER BROKEN WIRES OF COMMUNICATION. SHARPEN THE BLADE OF YOUR SKILLS ON CHARITABLE PRACTICE. WHERE SOMEONE'S DOWN, USE THE PULLEY OF COMPASSIONATE KINDNESS TO LIFT THEM UP. BE A LANTERN TO OTHERS. MAKE SURE THE NEEDLE OF YOUR COMPASS IS POINTING IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION, AND THAT YOUR SUITCASE IS FULL OF GRATITUDE. GET OUT AND ENJOY NATURE’S JEWELLERY. MAKE TIME AND ROOM FOR YOUR BUCKET LIST. AND DON'T FORGET THE HELMET OF INDIVIDUALITY AND THE COAT OF INVENTIVENESS, SO THAT ALL IN ALL, YOUR LIFE MAY PROVE TO BE OF THE FINEST VINTAGE A MAGNET, IN FACT.
 
By Lance Landall




SOME WISDOM DRAWN FROM THE WORLD OF SPORT

DON’T GET CAUGHT UP IN A POINTLESS SCRUM, NOR SIMPLY BE A SPECTATOR IN SOME LIFELESS STADIUM, BUT RATHER, A COMPETITOR OR UMPIRE IN THE ARENA OF LIFE. SO SET YOUR COURSE AND START OFF WITH A WARM-UP. HARD WORK IS WHY MANY ARE ON A GOOD WICKET, AND GIVEN THE COMPETITION THAT'S OUT THERE. ALWAYS BE A GOOD SPORT, AND KNOW WHEN YOU'RE OUT OF YOUR LEAGUE. IT’S GOOD TO HAVE A GOAL, AND PERSEVERANCE IS THE STUFF OF CHAMPIONS WHO MEET THAT FINAL SPRINT THUS ACHIEVING A HOMERUN. WHEN THE BALL’S IN YOUR COURT, RUN WITH IT. NEVER SEEK TO EVEN SOME SCORE, NOR GET INVOLVED IN SOME RACKET. WHERE HELP IS NEEDED, PITCH IN. A GOOD ROLE MODEL IS LIKE A COACH. IT’S NICE TO GO INTO BAT FOR SOMEONE AND TO ACT AS THEIR REFEREE. SEEK TO SERVE RATHER THAN BE SERVED. LEARN TO ROW YOUR OWN BOAT AND TACKLE SOME THINGS FOR YOURSELF. WE EITHER SINK OR SWIM IN THIS LIFE. SOMETIMES WE HAVE TO WRESTLE WITH HARD DECISIONS. MENTAL GYMNASTICS IS GOOD FOR THE BRAIN, THOUGH ONE SHOULD FIND THE RIGHT BALANCE BETWEEN WORK AND PLAY. IT PAYS TO KEEP TRACK OF NAMES, TIMES AND PLACES. FIND A GOOD BASE TO WORK FROM, AND WHISTLE WHILE YOU WORK. PATIENCE NETS THE CATCH. MIND YOU DON’T RACE AHEAD OF THINGS, DIVE IN TOO SOON, OR GO SKATING ON THIN ICE. MIND YOU DON’T CARELESSLY DART ABOUT TOO, LEST YOU BOWL SOMEONE OVER. MAKING FUN OF OTHERS ISN’T CRICKET, AND IT'S CRUEL TO SQUASH SOMEONE'S HOPE. IF SOMEONE’S JUST USING YOU, SAY TO THEM, “ON YER BIKEOR "OFF SKI." DON’T BOX YOURSELF INTO A CORNER, NOR BE THE FIRST TO THROW A PUNCHIT JUST DOESN'T PAY TO GET TOO HIT UP ABOUT THINGS, AND NOR SHOULD YOU THROW STONES. DON’T KICK SOMEONE WHEN THEY’RE DOWN. IT ALSO DOESN'T PAY TO HORSE AROUND, OTHERWISE YOU MAY WELL BE IN FOR THE HIGH JUMP, OR AT LEAST MAY INCUR SOME PENALTY. AND IF YOU'RE GOING TO CAUSE TROUBLE, YOU'D BETTER BE PREPARED TO PUT YOUR WEIGHTS UP, OR GAME OVER.

By Lance Landall  


Three more like these can be found in my second poetry garden, near the top,
and one more can be found at the bottom of this page.


IF YOUR LIFE'S A BREEZE, YOU'LL NEVER LEARN TO TAKE OFF IN A HEADWIND.



A SURE TO PLEASE RECIPE

Line a heart shaped container with self-proof matter.
Take copious amounts of love, thought, care and generosity.
Mix together thoroughly and moisten with milk of human kindness.
Add sympathy, tenderness, patience, forgiveness, and
a pinch of shortcomings blindness.
Season with unselfishness.
Roll into individual portions.
Sugar-coat with sweetness.
Place in waiting organic container.
Warm via a sunny disposition.
Share straight away.
Melts in the mouth.
Keeps well.
Caters for one very big family.



Like I Said


Yes, like I said, I really like you, ’cause you’re so like me, a wee peek or not,
’Cause what’s knobbly knees between friends, and when all the same main things, we’ve clearly got.
I mean, just look at you, and me, we like peas in a pod, but for the odd thing,
Like a freckle or pimple, or some accessory, 'cause people do love bling.

Yes, we really should be chuffed, proud of each other, and all why someone might say,
“You remind me of…” — yes, you of me, or me of you, knees a dead giveaway.
Oh, it’s all so exciting, we just so alike, and perhaps you doze off too,
Even snore, though not too loud, I hope, lest our close relationship one review.

By Lance Landall




                      

SPECIAL POEM CLUSTER



Dispatches From Life's Frontline.

"Knowledge by acquaintance is always better than mere knowledge by description,
and the first does not presuppose the second nor require it."
A. W. Tozer



53 secular and religious (or semi-religious) poems; the religious coming last in each
sigment, and the note "Christian content or degree" being stated above such poems.
Segments are numbered separately. Includes related comments. 

We all need love, we all need help, and we all need rescuing.


May

May your health be good and longevity follow;
May your trials be few and any burdens light;
May your life be fulfilling and successful;
May your presence be desired and appreciated;
May your mind and heart be sound and caring;
May your path be selfless and noble;
May your friends be many and loyal;
May your partner be loving and true;
May your children be admired and a blessing;
May your home be open to all and welcoming;
and may your twilight years be full of happy
memories.

Sincerely, Lance Landall





Segment One:
Life.

Segment Two:
Us, Planet Earth And Beyond.

Sigment two starts after poem number 30.






Segment One:
Life.

Added to on 27 July 2023


1.  Live, Love And Dream 


Look for the beauty in everything, that which will make your beating heart sing,
And let yourself dance to the rhythm of life, those adventures that life can bring.
Yes, see in every day an opportunity, a chance to kick your heels,
’Cause only those free of pointless restraining inhibitions know how such feels.

So soak up the sun, welcome caressing breezes, find treasure everywhere,
Skipping with creative energy — and where wholesome, don’t be afraid to dare.
Live with hope and promise, laugh with gay abandon, and the bright side of life share,
Living and loving with firm intensity, and an individual flair.

Yes, tap your feet, move with verve, let your body pulse in harmony with your soul,
Allowing no one to cramp that freedom within that makes one feel well and whole.
Be nothing but yourself, moving to the tugs of your own strings, that voice within,
Which though governed by wisdom and right, will see that your world will joyously spin.

By Lance Landall




2.  May It Be So, Son

May your gratefulness for another day, the wonder of life and creation,
Steer your course on this Earth, your thoughts, words and actions in every situation.
You mindful of the gift of life that you have received, and that others have rights,
And that too few are heroes and heroines, which your attention thus invites.

Yes, may your birth produce much kindness, a love for man and every creature seen,
Your eyes and ears sensitive to every cry, your heart and conscience sound and clean.
And you, always prepared to lend a hand, more attuned to other’s needs than yours,
And never turning to any means but the right means, a man of peace, not wars.

May your treatment of women be nothing short of outstanding, you thus a man,
Not someone trying to pass himself off as one, chivalry hardly his plan.
But rather, you protective and honourable, speaking out despite the roar,
Your mum and dad proud, your wife experiencing that happiness she foresaw.

Yes, may it be so, son, this Earth having been the better for your presence here,
And all whose path you’ve crossed, come that time when beneath graveyard clods you disappear.
'Cause too many misuse the gift they’ve been given, leaving this Earth all the worse,
Hence why I’m praying that your entrance will prove to be a blessing, not a curse.

The truth is, that men come and go, they either selfish or selfless, women too,
And as far as those selfless men go, and in the scheme of things, they rather few.
Most men saving their own skin, out for their own ends, simply living for the day,
Rather than searching for truth, living to serve, and desiring a better way.

By Lance Landall




3.  In Search Of Good Men


In this sad and sick old world where the damaged, weak or evil succumb to ill,
I’m glad there’re men who don’t, they resolutely shouting “Won’t!” — thus sound as a bell.
Yes, good men, noble men, men who stand up and speak out and only do what’s right,
For they’re the greatest of heroes, true men, real men, men who don’t strut, preen or skite.

Yes, men who’ve no egotistical ambitions, nor lust for fame and glory,
Men who don’t tell tales out of school, kiss and tell, pen some vain embellished story.
In other words, men who’re upright, humble, selfless and no wolf in sheep’s clothing,
And who when it comes to abuse and deceit, display indignance and loathing.

Such men never hide behind some religion, nor join secret societies,
They transparent in all their doings, not involved in crime, trickery or sleaze.
And they, the protectors of women and children-cum-never anyone’s foe,
But earthly angels who only the greatest concern for humanity show.

The truth is, that any fool can act wrongly, indulge in evil, maim or kill,
Such requiring no inner strength, nor intelligence or particular skill.
But oh, how it takes backbone to stand up to such, a heart that’s sound, mind that’s strong,
For as implied, it’s easy to be a fool, so easy to succumb to wrong.

So, where are the good men? They seemingly fewer today, but needed far more,
For ill and evil have seized this earth with an iron grip, and danger's at the door.
But who’s awake or not distracted, able to see and a man among men,
Whose good deeds, kind words and upward look are worthy of a resounding “Amen!”

Yes, men who’ve no desire to hurt, harm, deceive or profit underhandedly,
And who refuse to be the manipulated tool of some evil agency.
Men who don't stop searching for truth, men who uphold the rights of all, break no laws,
For all who believe the end justifies the means use the same flawed corridors.

Hence why I’m glad that there’re still good men out there, though fewer in number they be,
For without them we would’ve perished long ago, or seen more insanity.
And why I hope and pray that more men will rise to the challenge, choose right, not wrong,
They marching to their own beat, but sound beat, not that of some tyrant or the throng.


By Lance Landall




4.  You May Not Have Noticed


You may not have noticed, but there’s no perfect person, all of us having flaws,
And thus sure to disappoint somehow, somewhere, and why before we point, should pause.
It all about learning to live with things, ours and theirs, without expectations,
Other people meant to be no one but themselves, and hardly our creations.

We all get it wrong sometimes, let someone down, drop our guard, even act poorly,
Despite having no intention to, many of us regretting it sorely.
But that’s life in an imperfect world, the real world, and where and why there should be
Compassion, forgiveness and open arms operating within humanity.


By Lance Landall




5.  The Plan


It’s been said that the lifespan of man is three score years and ten, or there abouts,
Which in the scheme of things, is very short, and which something most important shouts,
And that is: Those years are all that you’ve got, friend, so grab each moment that you can,
Which you can’t, if via your own fault, you’re in prison or hospital, gone the plan.

That plan being (or should’ve been), not to rob yourself of any of those years,
Even days, weeks or months, but to fill them with joy and laughter, not lows and tears.
It’s so easy to be a fool, and simply bring trouble on yourself, and why
It’s always better to only indulge in what will have one smile, and not cry.

Yes, it’s a rather simple little plan, but with huge consequences, you see,
For better or worse, that is, and this all why one shouldn’t treat life carelessly.
It only taking a moment of foolishness, or anger, and gone the plan.
We seriously short-changing ourselves come that three score years and ten of man.

Life’s random enough as it is, thus we suffering unfairly, possibly,
And such costing us joy and time, and so, we not increasing that misery.
Some losing their life before it’s hardly begun, part way through, or much less than
That three score years and ten of man, when making the best and most of it, was the plan.


By Lance Landall




6.  When You Feel You Shouldn't, You Shouldn't


Members of Ricky Nelson’s band weren’t happy to fly on his troubled plane, but
Though protesting, still did; a crash landing and consuming fire, their door of life shut.
So too the door of that son on that ill-fated sub, he very worried too,
And why when you feel you shouldn’t, you shouldn’t, trouble awaiting those who do.

Too many ignore the signs, still take the risk, or disregard their feelings, and
Like in these two sad cases, meet some watery death, or fatally crash-land.
Such sad ends being many, and no respecter of youth, nor good intentions,
And why when you feel you shouldn’t, you shouldn’t, which thoughtful wisdom here, mentions.

If the risks are there, and clear, and not necessary, and where issues are seen,
Like with that troubled plane, who’d be a fool? Best to cut your loses, flee the scene.
You might be an out of work band member, but a live one, or someone's live son,
Thus only the father dying on that sub, one where sound homework wasn’t done.


By Lance Landall




7.  Beyond The Pale


We seem to be living in a world where sense is declining fast,
And where acts of sheer folly (some would say madness) are unsurpassed.
Daily there’s someone doing something that could maim or kill them, and,
Simply doing so in order to be the first on sea or land.

They attempt to beat some speed record, better some endurance feat,
Climb a cliff face without any gear, walk over glass with bare feet.
Or they sail around the world on their own — yes, even youngsters too,
When none of it is necessary, nor sensible to pursue.

So many seem to want to leave their mark, have their moment of fame,
Be it due to ego, feeling unnoticed; and could we be to blame?
Partially, that is, given many are encouraged to do these things,
Or are fired up by being ignored in life, from which even worse springs.

But whatever may do the prompting, the fact still remains the same,
People are pointlessly risking life and limb for some pointless aim.
Hence those deaths we hear of, those terrible results, those missing limbs,
That joy in the lives of risk takers, and their families, snuffs or dims.

And what for? Fame? Some cheap thrill? An experience? Even a dare?
Which makes one wonder: How much do some want to live? Where’s healthy fear?
Such isn’t worth losing limbs over, nor one’s life — yet, there they go,
And surely guilt falls on applauders, who surely better should know.

Better to applaud those who do something worthy in society,
Those who find cures for diseases, ease suffering and poverty,
Yes, those who’re good role models, and whose contribution is worthy,
Those whose focus is others, and whose life is lived very humbly.

Yes, those who’re doing something constructive, not pointless, nor silly,
Like those Evel Knievels — adrenalin junkies — that just can’t see,
And who thus encourage others to go down that same mindless track,
Many to return terribly injured, or to never come back.

By Lance Landall




8.  Real Heroes


I’m often amazed at the glory that some people get
For dubious achievements their admirers aid and abet.
To me, they’re hardly heroes, and such glory don’t deserve,
And more so given that their achievements simply "self" serve.

For example: Climbing dangerous mountains, risking their life,
Which surely suggests lack of thought for their children and wife.
After all, what’s more important, your spouse and family,
Or climbing some mountain, risking life and limb pointlessly?

Who needs to climb a mountain, and why when others have died;
After all, one doesn’t need to, and why is such glorified?
It may be some feat, but for what, and who cares, some might say,
It’s just a climb, be it tough, nothing more, at the end of the day.

Isn’t it irresponsible to pointlessly risk your life,
And even far more so if you’ve a family and wife?
Doesn’t such show lack of sense, and display selfishness too,
Given that loved-ones could suffer, and in fact, commonly do?

But why knock yourself about, suffering prematurely,
Via overstraining your limbs, or some sudden injury?
And why risk losing your life when you’ve got lots to live for,
Just for the sake of a buzz, a medal, or the crowds roar?

The Guinness Book of Records is full of such lack of sense,
And what’s even sadder, “It’s my life,” some say in their defense.
Well, it may be their life, but what about friends and family,
And the burden they may bear because of such insanity?

REAL heroes think of others, even die on their behalf,
But not just for a medal, some applause, a buzz, a laugh.
REAL heroes take care of themselves, think of their family,
They don’t risk it all pointlessly, senselessly, selfishly.

REAL heroes put others before themselves, refrain for others’ sake,
Not wanting them to suffer via some foolish risk they take.
REAL heroes take constructive risks that prolong life, and others aid,
And foolish risk takers, and risk taking, strongly dissuade.

Yes, there’re so many things that some do that sense would not do,
That love would not motivate, and that care would not pursue.
Some of these things are dangerous, some of them just pointless,
And all are unnecessary — caused, I believe, by a blindness.

That is, they do it regardless, no matter what you say,
Often clearly knowing that it certainly does not pay.
Now THAT doesn’t make sense to me, if they’re not wanting to die,
And just leaves me shaking my head, and asking the question, “Why?”


By Lance Landall




9.  Do The Good Die Young?


No, the good don’t die any younger than the bad do, and I’m sure much less so,
The bad often coming to a sorry end, and thus to their graves sooner go.
The good much wiser, they avoiding trouble, staying out of prison too, and
Because they’re loving, creating no enemies, breaking no law of the land.

In other words, they’re law-abiding, lovers of peace, desiring harmony,
And looking after themselves better, and therefore, generally more healthy.
They not getting into fights, nor carrying weapons with ill intent, and why
They’re sure to live longer, and also because they’re less inclined to daft things try.

Yes, the good have chosen the right path, and therefore, things more likely to go right,
Their head sound, their heart soft and their hands clean, because they’ve exchanged darkness for light.
But hey, all of us living in a world where sad things happen, oft randomly,
And why good people suffer and die too, and at any age — such reality.


By Lance Landall




10.  Once Pristine Wells


Our mind, just like our body, was clearly designed for the purest of things, and
This why both the mind and body can be injured by what was never planned.
So why are many filling both the mind and body with what's destructive today,
Given how tomorrow we reap what we sow, mental or physical decay?

All why only noble and healthy entries will serve us well, and this fact tell,
We noted amongst others; many corrupt of mind and indulgently ill.
They having read, watched and listened to, or dined on, mind and body contaminants,
And hence their toxic influence, or that sad arrival of an ambulance.

Yes, once pristine wells, but no more, they polluted as Earth, and thus stricken too,
A curse or burden on their fellowman who that very same path might pursue.
Yes, once pristine wells, but no more, wrong choices resulting in buckets of regret,
Positives exchanged for negatives, when most of us should know better, and yet...

By Lance Landall




11.  Foes Of Humanity


When we turn on our own, and molest, rape, torture or kill, we act atrociously,
And as a consequence, join the despicable ranks of the foes of humanity.
Rather than being a protector, an upholder of good, we become a predator,
Just another shadowy figure that lies in wait along life’s perilous corridor.

Yes, we’ve sunk, sold out, betrayed, pillaged, savaged, added to the mountain of misery,
Be it as a lone wolf or midst a pack, be it planned or opportunistically.
We’ve entered the realm of evil, the territory of those whose hearts and minds are ill,
Those who prey on the innocent and vulnerable, abusing their rights, sacking their will.

We’ve become another one of those cowardly monsters who act so devilishly,
And who often work behind the scenes plotting and planning, striking unsuspectingly.
And such could be a neighbour, a workmate, a friend, even a member of our family,
'Cause life’s full of surprises, of which so many living victims can testify.

When we turn on our own, as so many do, we display the worst in humanity,
And so do those ones who feed off such monsters, skulking in the background expectantly.
Yes, hyenas and jackals, vultures who benefit in some way, and who blame must share,
Along with those who stand idly by when they could prevent such, or those who clap and cheer.

Perhaps we don’t turn on our own and molest, rape, torture or kill, but turn on them we do
Whenever we treat them unkindly, and at their expense, just self interest pursue.
Thus, we in a sense, and as little monsters, perhaps, become foes of humanity,
Assaulting via the likes of slander, anger, racism, indifference, bigotry, adultery….

And the list goes on, 'cause there are many ways in which we injure (and terribly too),
And some of them perhaps not intentionally so, but injure, they certainly do.
Yes, just like those who molest, rape, torture and kill, we too, oft leave behind misery,
And thereby, directly or indirectly, multiply the foes of humanity.

Thus we’re hardly blameless, and yet, look at how we point the finger so furiously,
Slamming those who molest, rape, torture or kill, and who thereby disgrace humanity.
Sure they deserve such condemnation, but given the wrong things that we do, so do we,
'Cause we, via our lesser assaults on others, show we’re also foes of humanity.

Yes, because we too, via such, are turning on our own.

By Lance Landall




12.  People Like You And I


I’m sure that just like most, all you want to do is live, love and dream, and in peace,
Thus wishing that all the evil terrorism and warmongering would cease.
In other words, just wanting to get on with life, enjoying your family,
Your friends and relationships, living, working and playing harmoniously.

But along come those whose heart isn’t like yours, who inflict their wicked evil,
And a once living, breathing precious individual lies breathless and still.
Yes, a much loved husband, wife, father, mother, brother or sister, yours or mine,
Who had a right to live, and how for us, the sun can no longer seem to shine.

Yes, it’s such a sad thing, such a tragic thing, there Putins of every kind,
And even where one may not have suffered so, there’s much on the News to remind.
Yes, cities and towns where people once lived, loved and dreamed, until hell descended,
People like you and I, just wanting to be left alone, who good intended.


By Lance Landall




13.  Queen Elizabeth ll


You kept your dignity, led by example, were faithful and true, earnt our respect,
And all why the hearts of many, young and old, near and far, you were seen to affect.
Your selfless service and sense of duty inspired and moved, bore testimony,
We seeing and knowing, no prideful air, nothing that created acrimony.

And for that we salute you, you having done your best, firmly stood by truth and right,
Your presence warming, your manner charming and calming, your smile a constant light.
Yes, yours was a life lived nobly, no guile found, no marring stain, thus a seamless reign,
And all why the memory of your sincerity and devotion will remain.

By Lance Landall




14.  Family Is Still Family


I was dwelling on the death of Queen Elizabeth the second, and also
On the British monarchy, that very public family, of which all know.
The Queen a much loved monarch, and her son now the King, though same trouble within,
A family member having turned on that family, and his wife Megan.

Yes, it’s such a shame, those tell-all books and interviews so sad and destructive;
Telling tales, dishing the dirt, fuelling some fire, hardly how anyone should live.
And are things really as bad as many paint them, and even if they are so,
Why tell the world, the neighbourhood? Because only water down gutters should flow.

Oh yes, there’s enough tales in the world, they needing to be contained, not spread;
Moving on, burying the hatchet, forgiving too, how one uses their head.
The Queen’s noble reign marred by such, hence how good things are oft destroyed from within,
Be it a church, club, charity or whatever, and why some feel they can’t win.

Too many wallow in their grievances, little thought for the bigger picture;
They’ve been hurt, so you’re going to get hurt, balls coming from many a pitcher.
But “That’s kids for you,” some might say, which though oft true given immaturity,
There are a lot of big kids dishing the dirt, or whatever, tragically.

And yes, parents do err, but hey, even so, family is still family,
And we simply shaming our self when we turn on them with such artillery.
After all, do we really want people to know what might reflect on us too,
’Cause that’s our family, and some thus turned off us, and friendship mightn’t pursue.

The truth is, that such things have a way of kicking back at us, ’cause it is dirt,
Tabloids full of it, and how we can extend and perpetrate even more hurt.
Oh yes, dirt is dirt whichever way one looks at it, and thus we hardly clean,
Which others are quick to notice, and thus many sympathetic to the Queen.

Like I said, there’s enough ill in the world, nothing to be gained by that tell-all,
Except money, of course, or attention, but such how we can cause our own fall.
So keep it private, don’t go public, the world needing better things to dwell on;
And given we’ve only three score years and ten, it won’t be long before we’re gone.

But not the British monarchy, many might hope, a fondness still in their heart,
And wanting one thing that’s stable (midst all the changes) of which they feel a part.
Tradition counting for something, all that pageantry, and that family too,
Because every family has warts, and a certain privacy are due.

And why unveil that mystique too that gives such monarchies a certain appeal,
Opening them up to ridicule — another Soap, which more dignity will steal.
We really not wanting to see behind the scene, so much stolen already,
And thus few dreamy fairy tales left, nor stable ships, that though staid, are steady.

Although I’m not a monarchist, that monarchy is still in operation,
Thus thought and respect due, from Harry too, it not about him but the nation.
And some things best left the way they are, that sameness kind of reassuring here,
Too much changing too often, and where there’s no real harm, why seek to interfere?

That monarchy has given Harry so much, nothing in life perfect, you know,
He extremely privileged, thus turning on his family but a low blow.
And that sad public ranting containing error and half truths, I understand,
But why go public, and in their case, that hammering reaching every land.

Yes, it’s oft that person from outside the family who aids and fuels the sore one,
A bird of the same feather, or it plain self interest, when all’s said and done.
Love oft blind in more ways than one, all why we should choose our partner carefully,
The right one not involved in schisms, like we’ve seen occur in this family.

If we’ve personal issues, it’s unwise to marry someone who has issues too,
Each feeding of each other, fuelling any pity party thing, that “boohoo.”
Better to have a partner who can improve rather than worsen things (like here),
Harry having needed a wise counsellor, someone thoughtful, balanced and fair.

And someone who prizes the value of family, sees beyond them self, and
Looks at the bigger picture, ’cause selfish marriages are simply built on sand.
And here, Harry having lost dignity, respect and privileges, sadly,
The outcome when due to uncontrolled grievances, one chooses to act badly.

Though feeling sorry for Harry, he has put self ahead of sense, most unlike
His grandmother, and certain hopes monarchy wise, has holed as if a dyke.
He wanting a new life whilst retaining the privileges of his old life,
Which wasn’t realistic — no work, no pay — such also seemingly lost on his wife.


By Lance Landall

"The new fashion is to be a victim, a victim of something."
Joanna Lumley

You may also be interested in reading my poem When Things Go Too Far which relates
to Lady Susan Hussey. Such can be found on my page Racism And Bigotry.




Only three verses (out of the 17) relate to Christianity.


15.  SPARE?


I was thinking about Prince Harry’s book SPARE, and yet, here he is a prince, and
Could’ve still had all the privileges, but something different went and planned.
And so, here he is, and where he is, and still doing very nicely, thank you,
While most of us struggle on, and aren’t even a prince, but that’s life, what we do.

In that sense, we too could write a book called SPARE, say we live in a shadow too,
Never to be a prince, let alone a king, thus when it comes to us, it’s “Who?”
No, we not world famous, nor able to get rich on the back of some title,
But having to bear things with no such compensating factors, just get on still.

Yes, we having tales we could tell too, we all telling on each other, but hey,
We should be bigger than that, and why those of us who are, take the better way.
We not hung up on titles, position or privileges, but just grateful,
’Cause we could be far worse off, and those cruel tell-all books hardly admirable.

Yes, ’cause those people that we tell on may need help too, and be victims as well,
Their background the reason behind things, perhaps, so why spin that old carousel?
And generally speaking, they hardly Putins or Hitlers, but there we go,
Far removed from real war zones, and hey, it’s by dealing with things well that we grow.

And just like Putin has no justification ’cause of American wrongs,
Nor have we for our own war crimes, even if some ill to another belongs.
None of us free of wrongdoing, and as for SPARE, who dare thinks they’re entitled,
And our value nothing to do with title or position — forget the world!

None of us any lesser due to not being a prince or king, and nor SPARE,
Nor living in a shadow either, but just as much a prince or a king here.
No one being of lesser or greater value, whether in front or behind,
Missing out or not, thus Harry too self-absorbed, grievances making us blind.

Enter Putins and Hitlers, some attaining power, and some not, and oh dear,
The horrid ills they perpetuate, home, country or world, thus their revenge clear.
Weakness and damage wanting the world to know, in the interests of all, of course;
Well, so they oft want us to believe, when all it oft does, is splatter more sauce.

Hence the safety of Christian teaching, 'cause Christ loves everyone of us dearly,
And on acceptance of Him, we're heirs of a kingdom to come; it heavenly.
And ruled by a King, we His children — yes, princes and princesses in waiting,
We not SPARE nor in the shadow, though Jesus always king, not abdicating.

Yes, we princes and princesses for all eternity, and happy to be,
Remembering Lucifer’s pride, his coming out of a shadow costing dearly.
How dare he think he was entitled, and thus he losing privileges too,
And telling the world ever since, twisted tales that those who know Christ, can see through.

Yes, he too thinking he was hard done by, accusations flying thick and fast,
And so it can be with many of us, when some things are best left in the past.
Moving on what it’s all about, reconciliation too, but here’s my book,
More hitting the fan, and why over their shoulder, even more are seen to look.

And so, a king or a prince, what’s the difference when so privileged, loved too,
No earthly parent getting everything right, and why some fairness is due.
This world but a poor reflection of how families are meant to be, and why
Given our fallen world, we should mind those things over which we complain or sigh.

We needing to look around, the real SPARE people bunked in some chilly alley,
Starving, sexually abused, beaten senseless and so on, tragically.
Yes, you had some things rough, Harry, but there were compensating factors, you know,
Unlike for many out there, whose shocking SPARE book, out of the water yours would blow.

Some of us add to our situation due to having a rebellious bent,
And why come those rough things in our life, which we handle less well, we’re prone to vent.
And I meaning, we react with that same attitude, one that causes more grief,
And how, via those SPARE books of our own, we oft run aground on another reef.

And God wanting to spare us from both reefs, given that we don’t need to feel SPARE,
Nor in a shadow, ’cause we’re all royalty, and God’s love for us crystal-clear.
And most of us wounded, one way or another, all why we’re found wounding too,
And hence why we should be merciful, and misery in this world, not add to.

People are born into things, and in your case, what you might call a fishbowl or zoo,
For others it's a dictatorship, famine ridden country, and there's ghettos too.
We simply having to make the best of things, and including childhood trauma,
’Cause when it comes to striking back, dishing the dirt, there’s such a thing as karma.

Sometimes parents are caught between a rock and a hard place, and amidst it all,
Are fighting their own demons; and what if your kids, Harry, might one day appal?
Oh yes, they writing a book of their own, unhappy with their family,
You, Harry, and why we should mind our grievances, and that old hatchet bury.

Oh yes, it’s best we just move on, many others hurting just as much, and hey,
Our book simply adding to the many, and our hurt it’s own cruel things can say
(And do), and life having never come with a guarantee, some lucky, some not,
But what a shame when via hurt, anger or folly, we ourselves, our own life blot.


By Lance Landall

This poem was penned on 29 October 2022.

"Sad indeed is the life that's caught up in its own sadness, still clinging to hurts and
grievances at the expense of more joy and happiness, rather than shedding those
clothes of misfortune's making and fashioning its own."

The poet, author

It's interesting to note that Patti Davis (Ronald Reagan's daughter
regrets writing her tell-all book regarding her family. 





16.  Come On, Harry


While you were writing your book midst luxury and financial security,
Thousands of solders died in Ukraine trying to defend their beloved country.
Others died of hunger worldwide, and we inches away from nuclear war,
The world in turmoil, Harry, and we surrounded by the suffering and poor.

You’re precious, Harry, but you’re no more important that anyone else, and nor
Is your story greater, more pressing or necessary — and self at the core,
’Cause you’re wanting the world to know all about your pain, when there’re so many more
Whose sad tales would outweigh yours by far, but they having moved on, not settling some score.

To be frank, Harry, there’re billions of people in this world, we like grains of sand,
Thus that picture you’ve got of yourself, way out of proportion; ball in your hand.
One moving on or wallowing,
accepting or agitating, and why I say,
Leave off, Harry, it’s none of our business, you painting your own skies blue or grey.

And much said petty, its exposure unwarranted, though it does fill up books,
Books that are oft nothing more than dressed up tabloids — yes, simply different looks.
We should bear our pain nobly, Harry, lest we’re seen to whine, make our self look worse,
And at a time when millions are hurting, and most don’t have near as fat a purse.

So come on, Harry, you couldn’t have made things larger. You’ve gone all out, sadly,
Shaming your loved ones, and while you’ve been at it, dishing the dirt on royalty.
Family is family, Harry, and going public but betrayal, cruel,
The product of a “me” mentality, many in that same destructive pool.

And hey, what about forgiveness? And more so given those wrong things that you’ve done,
Just like what you’re doing now, fighting fire with fire, ’cause how your words must have stung.
Love your enemies and turn the other cheek missing here, yet powerful things,
Unlike that weakness that can’t help but fire back, which only further trouble brings.

All why many would say, “SPARE me the details, sort it out with your family,”
But reconciliation and tell-all books plain opposites, which you can’t see.
You’re a troubled man, Harry, and you need help, not some bird of a feather, whose
Encouragement here is but false love, ’cause while you sleep, their pain doesn’t snooze,

And I meaning, those family members that you've hurt, pain that they didn't choose.

And remember that they can have their issues too, which they’re struggling with, and so
Be fair, Harry, mind your expectations, they hardly psychologists, you know.
All why some things don’t get resolved, and we having to live with bandages on,
And sometimes we also having to accept things that have somehow up and gone.

If there’re certain ones wanting royalty gone, you’ve certainly helped them, Harry,
Having fired missiles like Putin, you having started it, and not royalty.
They were just getting on with their job, living their life, until under attack,
You having somewhat loosened the drawbridge, and hence those fears of having you back.


By Lance Landall

This poem was penned on 10 January 2023.

You may also wish to read my poem Some Legacy, Harry which is
found on my page The Angry And The Damaged.
Or the poem that's but a little further down this sigment, and that is called
Harry's Not The Only Prodigal, which contains Christian content or degree.





17.  The New Fashion


“The new fashion is to be a victim, a victim of something,” said Lumley,
And how true, much noise being an adult version of, “Mummy! Jimmy pinched me!”
Yes, many acting like kids, they not big enough to deal with things maturely,
And what a fuss, and tell the world they do, even heading to court, foolishly.

Of course there’s real victims out there, but even they should mind, lest they worsen things,
’Cause from an all consuming pursuit, more discomfort or misery oft springs.
We sometimes better to cut our losses, walk away, thus time spent more wisely,
And with things left behind, we snatching the best from life that we can, sensibly.

This world’s full of kiss and tells, that not-so-new fashion, to be honest with you,
Many having gone before, though it's now a fad, as if they’ve little to do.
People once tougher, but not these days, they shrinking from, or whining over something,
And oh, how they let us all know, as if pure as snow, while to some grievance they cling.

Yes, Joanna Lumley making a fair point, ’cause there are other ways and means,
But no, it’s Oprah, Netflix or whatever, those public Depp and Heard type scenes.
And thus the police distracted and the courts clogged, and some making a killing,
Even getting rich on whoppers — and attention getting, one often smelling.

When we line up many of these victim’s howls with what has gone on in Ukraine,
Their howls look like a crumb in a teacup, or having to stand while on a train.
Many seemingly not knowing how well off they are, nor how small some offence,
And feeling terribly hard done by or assaulted, their world devoid of sense.

Though Joanna Lumley was addressing the likes of the Me Too movement here,
Her comments have a much wider application, which here I have sought to share.
This world’s not Paradise, and all why we need to develop some thicker skin,
And deal with things more maturely — and yes, a slap oft enough for some man’s sin.


By Lance Landall




18.  Me, Me, Me


Oh dear, hello Mister Self, you’re really quite a problem, aren’t you, night and day,
You demanding this and that — in other words, you always wanting your own way.
I’m truly sick and tired of you, can’t stand that whiny old, “Come and play with me,”
As I would rather lose myself in others, and not get caught up thoughtlessly.

Yes, there’s no joy in hanging out with you, as you’re always seeking attention,
And I have to say that there are a host of other things that I could mention.
For example: You’re always dwelling on yourself — yes, thinking of yourself, and
You still keep using that nauseating little word — Me! — which I just can’t stand.

So bud out, I want to be left alone, 'cause I’ve things to do for others, and
I’m well and truly fed up with the fact that you’ve always got something else planned.
I really want to keep away from you, am tired of hearing that me, me, me,
You naught but a horrid bore, to be honest — an introvert, if you ask me.


By Lance Landall





19.  Unwitting Betrayal


I was thinking about those who go duck hunting, and who once they have shot their prey,
Send another creature to fetch that downed creature, a dog that they’ve trained to obey.
And I couldn’t help feeling how such actually adds insult to injury,
'Cause creatures fetching creatures for some human to eat, just doesn’t seem right to me.

Now, imagine if the tables were turned, and that we were sent to fetch our own kind,
'Cause I’m sure that we’d find such distressing, though I guess there are some who wouldn’t mind.
After all, there’re those who spy, who dob people in, betray them to some enemy,
And sometimes for their own selfish ends, and not just because they’ve swallowed lunacy.

Just like that hunter’s dog, they fetch or reveal their own kind in some injurious way,
Hardly acting like that innocent dog that knows no better but than to obey,
'Cause humans have a mental capacity and conscience that creatures don’t possess,
And thereby stand guilty, and via their callous act, an inner corruption express.

Though opposed to hunting in general, I couldn’t help see the sad irony,
'Cause creatures fetching creatures for some human to eat, just seems like betrayal to me.
Not that these dogs would see it that way (for how can they?), but we can, naturally,
And thus should ponder on the irony, and not act the same as these dogs we see.


By Lance Landall





20.  To Anyone I've Injured


Yes, to anyone I’ve injured, hurt in anyway, here’s what I’d like to say:
I’m extremely sorry, and why I pray you’ll forgive me, be it now or one day.
You see, on deep reflection these days, I can’t believe some of the things I’ve done,
Even to some who were good to me; and how I wish those things could be undone.

It’s as if I was someone that I don’t recognise now, and this being why
Certain things I did yesterday I wouldn’t do today, and over such sigh.
I know that I’ve turned the corner, changed a lot, but some things I’ve done still baffle,
And I wondering, was it stress, medication, issues that dogged, that caused such ill.

No, I’m not looking for excuses, but just trying to get my head ’round things,
Things that I may never, things that I deeply rue, and thus from which sorrow springs.
Oh yes, I’m so very, very sorry, my life so different now, and I
(Though not beyond erring), minding how I go, and of such, wish to notify.

And I not wanting any wrong I’ve done to continue robbing you of joy,
If it still rankles, that is, ’cause dwelling on such, peace can only but destroy.
All why even I can’t afford to dwell on such (though well aware, regretful),
And am trying to lose myself in others, and of their wrongs, be merciful.

So once again, I’m so very sorry if I’ve wronged you, and hence these words here,
Personal approaches not always successful, the anger of some still clear.
And sometimes understandably so, and thus one only doing what one can,
And meantime, love’s chisel having chipped away at this flawed and remorseful man.

Yes, it seems we take too long, even learn too late, but so long as we do learn,
Which I have, and many times the hard and painful way, and hence that about-turn.
Not that I really meant to do wrong things, but yes, wrong things I have done, sadly.
Which on others has, or may’ve (for all I know), impacted rather badly.

Hence why my regret is acute, many of us having got messed up somehow,
Thus those injuries that happened in our childhood still getting in the way now.
Such damage taking years to get past, and meantime, the wounded wounding, sadly,
Not that I’m looking for wriggle room, just connections, which there has been with me.


And why to anyone I’ve injured, hurt in some way, I express my sorrow,
I not how I was yesterday, but how I am today, and pray, tomorrow.
Why we do some things I guess will always be a mystery, and such a shame,
’Cause we truly need each other, and should love each other — the latter my aim.

By Lance Landall

This poem is very much from me to you, whoever you may be.





21.  It's Really Up To Me And You


To make the world a better place, we need to start with ourselves, that example,
Thus being something for others to see and copy, where they've the sense and will.
Nothing achieved by force here, it having to come from one’s heart and mind, you see,
They hopefully catching the vision, noting the benefits, which there will be.

Yes, it’s no good waiting for others to change, but rather, being that change, and
Thereby doing what you can to improve things, courtesy of that mature stand.
And change having often come about because of the few who sought to do
What the others didn’t and so, my dear friend, it's really up to me and you.

By Lance Landall




22.  Which Just Makes Sense To Me


Okay, lets say that we only live for the proverbial three score years and ten,
And that there’s nothing beyond for even the most wonderful of women or men,
And therefore, you thinking that it doesn’t matter how you behave, nor what you do,
Thus living it up, treading all over others, and acting criminally too.

Big mistake, and I’ll tell you why.

If three score years and ten is all that we get, prison or hospital would spoil them,
Shortening any pleasure — oh, what a waste, cause from folly, ill and troubles stem.
Yes, years behind bars, or crippling health, and why living rightly, kindly and wisely
Makes the most of those limited years, even stretches them, which just makes sense to me.

By Lance Landall




23.  Worth Pondering


No, things aren’t getting better — in fact, our world is in a dreadful mess,
And there is one good reason why it is, which here, I'd like to address.
And so, I would be very grateful if you’d ponder on what I’ve penned,
'Cause I believe that it is correct, and very worrying, my friend.

Many think that when they die there is nothing beyond, and that, that’s it,
And therefore think living rightfully is of little benefit.
So they just do what suits themselves, just looking after number one,
Which is why so many sad, selfish, wrong, cruel and evil things are done.

And some seem to think that when they die, they won’t be held accountable
For anything wrong that they've done, and hence why some rape, torture and kill.
Yes, they oblivious to any penalty that they might incur,
Hence why there's little to deter them, 'cause what conscience is there to stir?

Such is extremely concerning, 'cause what is there to hold in check
Both these people who’ve no scruples, and thus the havoc that they might wreck.
And if it were not for the law, they would get away with so much more,
'Cause these are people who already 
 largely so lawfulness ignore.

And the reason why I say largely so is because to some extent,
Criminal activity, law enforcement agencies prevent.
And hence all that stealth and cunning that those lawless people soon employ,
That, sadly, another’s peace and happiness on Earth can oft destroy.

These people who think that when they die they won’t be held accountable,
Have very little to hold them back from doing the unspeakable.
And hence why there is value in the view, that one day, Someone will weigh
All that we’ve done within our life, and accordingly, to each repay.

Thus those who believe that the latter's true, have something to hold them back
From doing whatever is wrongful, or from taking some dreadful track.
However, I would like to think that all would do whatever is right
Simply because it is in their heart to — and that in good, they delight.

By Lance Landall

“If God does not exist, everything is permissible.”
Fyodor Dostoievski (1821-1881).

You may wish to read my poem How I Hate Sin, Though A Sinner I Am which can be found
on my page Hurting. This poem was written upon the death of a much loved
Siamese cat.




24.  The NOW


Certain truth’s are important, and there are issues of the day, things beyond too,
Of which many would say, Christ’s judgment and return, going by belief or view.
And if some reward or penalty is eminent, and some climatic end,
We should give such serious thought, but what about the NOW, not what’s ’round the bend?

You see, current issues and coming things are all very well, but don’t forget
That right NOW, millions are hurting, suffering and struggling, oft without some net.
So love and help we should, any loving God wanting such, surely angry too
If that NOW isn’t happening, or is losing out to what has gone askew.

Many fear the future, and hope beyond us being the only real way out,
But many too distracted by what’s ahead, the NOW getting less thought about;
And I meaning, those meantime needs of millions, not helped by those who like to play,
Indulgently oblivious, or selfishly indifferent, some would say.

They oft unaware how life can catch one off guard, and next, they suffering too,
The NOW catching up with them, and oft through their own folly, what they’ve cause to rue.
And who’ll be there for them if they aren’t there for others, ’cause what goes ’round comes ’round,
All why we should love and help, and NOW, and lest there is a judge, and guilty we’re found.

Right living’s needful, and certain knowledge too, but first and foremost must come love,
Otherwise those other two will just ring hollow, not reveal a God above,
Unless He’s a cold God, one made in our image, and all over the place too,
Which I couldn’t imagine, ’cause where did love come from? Hardly me, hardly you.

It’s a mystery, you say. Well, long live the mystery, that NOW thought and care,
Which considers the future as well, lest via not doing so, regret we bear.
It other words, we fully covered, not underinsured, as it were, and
More likely to come out on top, and before any throne of love, guiltless stand.

Some would say it’s simple mathematics, but what’s obvious, many oft don't see,
Thus the NOW going astray, they not lessening suffering and misery.
Many too distracted or fixated, pointing rather than loving, sadly,
Warning rather than helping, thus not going about things holistically.

Our life has a beginning, a present (the NOW), and an ending, each with its place,
And thus the what of the past, present and future we having reason to face.
But all in that order, and with due emphasis, and why I speak of the NOW,
Where too many suffer, hurt and struggle, whilst before this or that many bow.

By Lance Landall




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25.  No, NONE Of These!


Please don’t judge all Christians by those errant Christians seen on TV and elsewhere,
Whose contorted faces we see, and whose far from Christ-like rhetoric we hear.
They shouting that they won’t forgive, and that someone should get the death penalty,
Or they involved in riots, lawless protests, or some insurrection, sadly.

They not acting like Christians should, thus turning people off Christianity,
When the truth is, it’s Christendom — there a very big difference, believe me.
One about Christ, the Good News Gospel, the other about people, who we see
Erring time and time again, and here, oft mistaken for Christianity.

Though not afraid to speak out, neither Christ nor His disciples acted same way,
Other than Peter, who Christ very quickly rebuked, condemning such foul play.
Christians never to pick up the sword, nor to indulge in any anarchy,
But to live peaceably, lawfully, forgiving and loving their enemy.

 And Christians have been told to bear all things, even oppression, and not rise up,
Their relief and reward coming with Christ’s return, though sad be their meantime cup.
They able to have their prudent say, and use any appropriate channel,
But foolishly causing trouble is quite another thing, and just leads to ill.

Such Christians are misguided, and often get God’s Word wrong, enter Church and State,
The aim of many American Christians, who Christ would just as strongly berate.
They taking things into their own hands, just like Peter did, and why ill we’ll see,
The Bible having predicted such foolishness, but that’s Christendom, sadly.

Yes, God had trouble with His ancient people too, and hence those warnings to us
(Those of us who’re Christians, that is), lest we cause trouble, and bring shame on Jesus.
All why many Christians will find themselves outside Christ’s kingdom, come the End, and
Why many who put Christians to shame will find themselves inside His Kingdom, I understand.

Yes, God judges the heart, ’cause our actions show its true state, just what’s in our mind,
Christ reading that too, and thus inside or outside His kingdom ourselves we’ll find.
It no small matter, and Christians having been told how to behave, what to do,
Or not do, and why they’re without excuse when the opposite things they pursue.

So please don’t judge all Christians by such as these, they acting hypocritically,
’Cause though they’re meant to speak up, and even warn, it’s all to be done lovingly.
They not to be causing trouble, shouting, blocking roads, tying themselves to trees,
Hounding Gay folk and abortion clinics, storming parliament — no, NONE of these!

By Lance Landall





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26.  If I Were God


If I were God-cum-Jesus Christ, and looking at a fallen planet full of evil and ill,
I — in all fairness — would ultimately deal with all who dared oppress, persecute, maim or kill,
And would eradicate suffering too, by the way, thus ending evil’s reign and sorrow’s chill.
But meantime, if a God of great love and mercy who wanted all to follow Him willingly,
I wouldn’t dream of interfering with freedom of choice, nor civil-religious liberty.

And in line with this, I’d want to see a free press, one that's not interfered with in any way,
All being given unrestricted access to information anyone sought to convey.
'Cause how else could one discover the truth of anything, or have total faith and trust in Me?
And why I’d be seeking accountability from all in positions of authority.

And being the wise and knowing ruler of the universe, I'd inform, instruct, help and guide,
Even giving direct access via prayer — and where needed, followers would discipline and chide.
In other words, in same manner as any concerned parent who has their child’s well-being at heart,
But never abusively or overbearingly, 'cause My ways and man’s ways are poles apart.

Yes, ultimately I’d be making some tough decisions before My return, 'cause after all,
Justice would require such, and indeed why the hearts and minds of all would be weighed, such being My call.
Yes, 'cause the buck would stop with Me, Heaven hardly for the selfish, rebellious, heartless and cruel,
For should I let such infectiousness enter Paradise (given what’s gone before), I’d be a fool.

And as for Earth, I’d want to restore it to the condition it was in before man’s fall,
Its present condition a result of folly, and thus it in for a major overhaul.
All why I wouldn’t install My kingdom until ready to do so, justice done and ill gone,
'Cause no polluted, sick, vice ridden planet would I ever set My Holy city upon.

Meantime, I’d slowly withdraw My restraining hand in order to get humanity’s attention,
Given the seared consciences, cold hearts, self-inflicted blindness, mirth, and much more I could mention.
After all, I wouldn’t want anyone lost, the ark-like door of My return about to shut,
'Cause as soon as I saw evil’s ultimate agenda for planet Earth fulfilled, I’d shout, “Cut!”

Yes, if I were God, and just like it says in the Bible, loving, compassionate, merciful,
And transparent, I’d oppose all that’s unjust, underhand, false, inhumane and contemptible.
'Cause My goodness and holiness would hate such, I against what hurts, damages, robs and misleads,
And why I would only reward the one who — desiring what is better — My will and way heeds.

Meantime, I’d also try to help everyone see I’m their only hope, respecting free choice;
I only able to rejoice over those happily responding to the love in My voice.
'Cause unlike man, I’d never force, but simply warn of the sad consequences, I knowing best,
And the proof of My honourable intentions? A saving, hope filled cross, where My case I’d rest.

By Lance Landall

"Without an unfettered press, without liberty of speech, all the outward forms and structures of free institutions
are a sham, a pretense -- the sheerest mockery. If the press is not free; if speech is not independant and untrammeled; if the mind is shackled or made impotent through fear, it makes no difference under what form
of government you live, you are a subject and not a citizen."

William E. Borah (1865-1940)




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27.  Did Christ Just Say...?


Did Christ just say, that if we’re a good person, we’ll go to Heaven when we die?
No, Christ did not say such, and nor does His Word say such, it simply but a lie.
What Christ does say, via His Word, is that all must ACCEPT Him as their Lord and Saviour,
REPENTING and TURNING AWAY FROM all that's wrong, hence that change in behaviour.

Christ died because of sin (self, rebellion, wrongdoing), all why one must shun such,
Learning what’s right, then learning what’s wrong, ’cause wrong-wise, in our lives there’s often much.
Yes, much we hadn’t given thought to, we erring in our ignorance, sadly,
And thus as role models, even His new found witnesses, still acting wrongly.

Though it’s God’s GRACE that saves, all need to COME INTO LINE with His WILL and WORD, and
Love both Him and others, ’cause when it comes to Heaven, those who don’t will be banned,
And also those who don’t forgive, by the way, ’cause forgive they must, like Him, and
ALWAYS REMAIN FAITHFUL despite what cost, cruel men and a devil close at hand.

God’s no fool, many thinking that they’re good when they’ve a lot to learn, hence that test,
We all put under the microscope, ’cause there’re things that many haven’t confessed.
Oh yes, some things needing to be put right, no secret ill escaping God’s eyes,
Hence why many deluded or uninformed people are in for a surprise.

The truth is, that our goodness only goes so far, tests oft showing up our flaws,
Flaws that God’s well aware of, flaws that show we’re not so good, and that some ills cause.
Or our love selective, our kind acts too, and so much more is often revealed,
Our bar way lower than God’s, conveniently, and how the fate of some is sealed.

Getting to Heaven because of our goodness would fly in the face of God’s grace,
It thus not about mercy but achievement, which the Bible calls a disgrace.
Yes, the strong boasting, the weak giving up, the latter so aware of their flaws,
But God knowing no none’s capable, our best still falling short, clutching at straws.

All why it’s not about achievement but God's GRACE, though obey Him we still should,
Thus showing that we’re genuine and grateful, acknowledging He's right and good.
We kidding ourselves we’re good, such but pride, proof of how ignorant we are, and
Why many who think that they’re good will soon find they’ve been barred from the Promised Land.

The truth is, God’s grace is made VOID by both trying to earn one’s salvation, and
By ignoring obedience, and why before God, the lawless guilty stand.
God having His boundaries, code of Christian conduct, ’cause order there must be,
Not continued rebellion, which shows hypocrisy, and witnesses falsely.

By Lance Landall

This poem was added to on 22 January 2023.

“He [Christ] saved us, not because of righteous things we had done [goodness],
but because of His mercy...” (Titus 3:5, NIV).

“You who want to be justified by the law [works] have cut yourselves off from Christ;
you have fallen away from grace” (Gal 5:4).


“Whoever says, “I know Him,” but does not keep His commandments is a liar,
and the truth is not in him” (1 John 2:4, ESV).

"Whoever believes in the Son has eternal life; whoever does not obey the Son shall not see life,
but the wrath of God remains on him" (John 3:36, ESV).

“Everyone who commits sin is guilty of lawlessness; sin is lawlessness” (1 John 3:4).

“For if we go on sinning deliberately after  receiving the knowledge of the truth, there no
longer remains a sacrifice for sins [God's grace is made void], but a fearful expectation of
judgment, and a fury of fire that will consume the adversaries” (Heb 10:26,27, ESV).

“ ‘Not everyone who says to Me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ shall enter the kingdom of heaven,
but [only] he who does the will of My Father in heaven’ ” (Matt 7:21, NKJV).





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28.  Decision Time, And How Not To Lose Out


Christ knows this world will end soon, and He doesn’t want you lost, because He loves you,
Hence why He wants to save you, lest you forfeit Heaven by what you might pursue.
It’s not He who shuts us out, but we who shut ourselves out, if our choice is “No,”
Rather than accepting Him as our Lord and Saviour, and rejecting our foe.

Yes, with a foe like the devil about, who’s responsible for all the ill,
And our sad state, we need all the help Christ can give us, who within us should dwell.
It all about repenting of our wrongdoings, and pursuing them no more,
Christ reigning in our heart rather than Satan, and all why Christ waits at our door.

We recognising our need of Him, and that amazing grace He offers us,
Which is freely granted should we accept it, responding with, “Thank you, Jesus.”
The penalty for our sin — death — having needed to be paid, and hence that cross,
Love seeking to help, redeem and spare us, eternity being such a loss.

And after having chosen Him, turned from wrong, we accepting the cost of such,
Discipleship not easy, but we grateful, aware that Christ loves us so much.
We meeting His approval, and that’s all that matters, Heaven not far away,
The signs of the times declaring such, and why “Yes, Lord,” is what you need to say;

And like I mentioned, despite trials or discouragement that might come your way.


At the end of the day, it’s the safest and wisest path, and rewarding too,
Because Christ has so much in store for us, and His skies always sunny and blue.
Thus it better Paradise regained than Paradise lost, that perfect Eden,
Where all was peaceful, full of joy and happiness, until the entrance of sin.

This world’s no longer worth it, friend, never has been; just that three score years and ten,
And that short life span but encountering pain and misery, and hence my pen.
There only one way out of the situation with a happy end, and why
You need to make that choice today, and not tomorrow, ’cause  Christ’s return is nigh.

No one does or will love you more, and He’s for real alright, we not here by chance,
And why these words of mind need serious reflection, not some cursory glance.
There too much at stake, friend, we never knowing when our life might end, and therefore,
When we hear that knock (here in the form of this poem), best we answer that door.

By Lance Landall

"For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth
in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life" (John 3:16, KJV).

"The Lord is not slow to fulfill his promise [to return] as some count slowness, but is patient toward you,
not wishing that any should perish, but that all should reach repentance" (2 Peter 3:9, ESV).

Also see my poem With That Steel Plant In Mind which is found on my page World Concerns.




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29.  Restless And Homesick


Humanity, in the form of Earth’s first parents, chose a path that’s hurt us all,
Disobedience-cum-rebellion — and separation the cost of that call.
Fallen humanity now unable to see God face to face, and also
Has been quarantined, we corrupt and contaminated, like our evil foe,

Yes, a fallen angel who started it all, and to whom Adam and Eve bowed,
And to whom we have bowed too, thereby misusing that freedom that God’s allowed.
Choices having consequences for better or for worse, and in our case, worse,
And thus we too, like Adam and Eve, paying the cost, suffering from sin’s curse.

And so, here we are, on the same planet, but in a different world than before,
One vastly different, full of hurt, pain and suffering, and that tooth and claw.
Earth choked with weeds, a global flood having disfigured its crust, all why we see
Ugly canyons, tectonic scars, deep lakes, and an almost Earth engulfing sea.

Yes, a foreign world, one we need rescuing from now, it all out of kilter,
And worsening, climate change leaving us with less places where we can shelter.
And the human heart full of restlessness, something missing, something that we need,
That face to face relationship with our Creator, which will come when we’re freed.

And that being (if we’ve repented, remained faithful), when Christ returns for us,
But meantime, something missing, not feeling right, hence that need to cling to Jesus.
He helping us with that ache, restoration and Paradise coming soon though,
And then, no more restlessness, ’cause both a reunion and Paradise we’ll know.

Oh, how I long to be freed from it all, those ills caused by others, who, sadly,
Don’t seem interested in repentance, thus they behaving very badly.
Tyrants, predators, the thoughtless, the selfish, they all bowing to that devil,
Who, has no feelings for them either, and in their demise too, is seen to revel.

Yes, the whole world restless, many finding their way back to Jesus, but most not,
There not that same desire in their heart, and thus their rebellion easy to spot.
And that restlessness never to be satisfied, they having settled for what,
A hollow, short-lived emptiness, a joyous eternity well and truly shot.

Yes, better to repent, turn from wrong, and remain faithful, ’cause that makes more sense,
The cost of rebellious folly, and the loss of eternity, but immense.
What’s ahead for the saved is mind-blowing, and thus sin not worth the time of day,
It but the cause of all our woes, so why cause even more woes to come our way?

By Lance Landall




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30.  Harry's Not The Only Prodigal


I was thinking about the prodigal son in the Bible, and Harry too,
Who though not cleaned out of money, has created his own pig pen, in my view.
He lost in the trough of self pity, and flicking that mud he’s wallowing in,
And blowing bridges of inheritance, whilst ignoring his own glaring sin.

But the prodigal son in the Bible finally came to his senses, and
Contritely returned home, reality having yanked his head out of the sand.
He expecting the worst yet receiving the best, his father overjoyed, and
Reinstating him — oh, what grace! — and how we can still enter the Promised Land.

Oh yes, we’ve made a mess of things, thrown mud, and shamed the God of love and grace,
But there He still is, pleading, hoping, wounds on His hands and feet, pain on His face.
And all we have to do too is contritely return, and I thinking of Harry,
’Cause for some it becomes too late — oh, how those bridges burn, oh, how some tarry.

Well, I can’t speak for Harry’s family, serious damage done, tragically,
But I can vouch for Christ’s welcoming arms, though the ball’s in our court, quite clearly.
It’s not God who shuts us out of Heaven, but we ourselves, ’cause we choose, you see,
Either to return or stay, Hollywood stardom or heavenly royalty,

Yes, the shallowness of worldly tinsel town, emptiness of three score years and ten,
The momentary fame and fortune, the applause of weak and corrupted men.
Or the eternal joy and happiness of Paradise, that divine palace,
And loving noble King, we having shed the garments of self, vice and malice.

Oh yes, Harry’s had a helper, just like we have a helper, partner in crime,
A fallen angel who whispers in our ear, leads us away, blinds us to time.
Oh, the lost years, all the hurt and pain, and all of it so unnecessary,
But fools we are, and sad it is, ’cause we get to choose our life long company.

Oh, how spoilt we often are, just like that prodigal son, though to be fair here,
We may’ve suffered unfairness, and have a few sad tales of our own to share.
But all the same, we not making things worse for our self, nor somehow kicking back
Because that’s a fool’s response, something that can cost, how we exchange white for black.

Yes, too often we become as bad as our accusers — hypocrites, sadly,
Denouncing ill whilst inflicting ill, as is the case with Meghan and Harry.
Thus we standing condemned too, both here and in Heaven, and when might the door shut,
Be that in Harry’s case or our case? Jesus hardly accepting any “But.”

There’s a right way and wrong way, a right path and wrong path, which we all get to choose,
One way a blessing, one way a curse, ’cause one way we win and one way we lose.
Harry may be all the richer, but also all the poorer, and worst of all,
Will he lose out on Heaven, or we? I hope not. So keep an eye on that ball!

Though it’s God’s grace alone that saves, such won’t cover where there’s malice in the heart,
Nor any anger or hate filled feelings, ’cause Heaven wise, such are worlds apart.
How we treat others being the determining factor come eternity,
’Cause when we hurt others we hurt God, reveal our true character, destiny;

Unless we’re a prodigal who’s had a change of heart, thus contrite and home bound,
And sure to find our welcoming heavenly Father — another lost sheep found.
Yes, there no other way for Harry or us, it all or nothing with Jesus,
We not dragging our pig pen behind us, nor over others sins, making a fuss.

It’s sad that Harry’s putting a stumbling block in front of his own family,
’Cause they’re human too, with their own issues, and thus here could err as much as he.
And what might it cost them, they smarting too, and God knowing all the hidden things,
The true condition of our heart, from which that which saves, or dearly costs us, springs.


By Lance Landall

This poem was penned on 21 January 2023.





Segment Two:
Us, Planet Earth And Beyond.

Added to on 22 July 2023


1.  An Anthem For The Times


Together in our differences, let us rise as one, all for all,
No more hatred, violence and killing, we responding to love’s call.
Yes, together in our differences, we rising in unity,
Thus working for the well-being of everyone, humanity.

Yes. It’s time! It’s time! So lets not delay, we mustering thought and care,
Along with passionate determination so success we might share.
Yes. Together! Together! Moving in harmony and one accord,
Today! Today! Because another week, month or year, we can’t afford.

So, together in our differences, let us rise as one, right now,
Hope encouraging, faith believing, love propelling and showing how.
We shoulder to shoulder, arm in arm, and with no one’s rights trodden on,
Thus all for each other, and each other for all, the bickering gone.

Too late will be forever, and it’s not just us, but our planet too,
It also having suffered, and the needed response well overdue.
And love, thought and care the answer to it all, thus rise as one we should,
Together in our differences, right now, the dire need understood.

By Lance Landall




2.  We Having To Live Here Still


Our car is our car, it’s what we drive around in much of the time, and therefore,
If blood somehow gets over things due to some gash, or coffee spills on the floor,
We should do what we can to clean it up, too bad about the stains left behind,
It having marred things, but we still needing that car, which brings this planet to mind.

Why? Because it’s got blood all over it too, one way or another, sadly,
Yes, much having been spilt on it’s crust, it thus marred and stained too, regretfully,
And this planet being what we’re still living on, it our nest, our only one,
And so, just like with our car, something about that dreadful mess needs to be done.

Earth will never look quite the same, just like that car, because damage has been done,
But who wants to drive a dirty, smelly car as opposed to a cleaner one?
No, none of us wanting to live in a pigsty or hen house, which means, dear friend,
We need to do some cleaning up, we having to live here still, 'till any end.

Thus we shouldn’t go adding to the mess, but should slow things down, ease our lot, say,
Knowing that even if it turns out to be too late, we’ve behaved the right way.
Yes, given ourselves more time, made the most of things, this world nicer to live in,
And remember, it’s not just us to think of, but the coming generation.

By Lance Landall




3.  Good And Evil

In this world in which we’re living, there is one thing that’s very clear,
There are two distinct forces at work, and both are everywhere.
Yes, two supernatural powers locked in a great battle, and,
Both are wrestling for the hearts and the minds of all throughout each land.

Thus things we choose to say and do, one of these forces will reveal;
In other words, which one’s propelling us, hauling us in on its reel.
There’s no in-between, it either one force or the other, and thus
Either the good force or the evil force triumphing over us.

One’s a controller, one’s a motivator, one’s wrong and one’s right,
One’s weakness, error and darkness, and the other, strength, truth, and light.
Yes, one is evil, one is good, and both seeking the victory,
Though only one force will win, be victorious, ultimately.

And, I might add, logic would suggest that at some point there will be
A day of reckoning when the good force triumphs universally.
’Cause the good force will, I firmly believe, despite how bad things get,
And should I be right, and cling to good, I’ll have no cause for regret.

And nor will you, should you cling to good too, living accordingly,
Rather than yielding to evil and becoming so, invariably.
’Cause as we think, so are we, as we say and do, so are we too,
We but the product of our choice, that right or wrong that we pursue.

And what goes around comes around, hence how people reap what they sow,
Although not always immediately, but ultimately so.
Yes, one way or another such comes back to us, invariably,
’Cause we’re dealing with very real forces, not realms of fantasy.

Yes, good and evil, it’s as simple as that, there’s no in-between,
Just two forces, both visible via our words and acts, yet unseen.
One or the other we unwittingly or consciously embrace,
Until finally it dominates, and in our heart, gains first place.

By Lance Landall




4.  How Beautiful Is The Night


Oh, how beautiful is the night, all those stars that shine so bright, and when all is still
And silent, and in awe one wonders, moonlight silhouetting both the tree and hill.
And something surely shouting that there must be a Someone behind it all, but we
Looking elsewhere or distracted, and therefore, that Someone are unable to see.

Yet how could it be otherwise, chance knowing nothing of such order and beauty,
That intricateness and complexity, and that high IQ of humanity.
Yes, it all too amazing, too clever, like that ability to procreate,
And why the wonder of it all, something well beyond the ken of humans must state,

And that being, that all was created, no big bang causing life on Earth, or you,
But an ability far more superior than anything humans can do.
Yes, we dummies compared to such, ignorant of so much, and why in awe one views
That galaxy that operates as if on cue, and why a Creator I choose.

By Lance Landall

"The universe appears to have been designed by a pure Mathematician..."
Sir James Jeans, British physicist and mathematician
(1877-1946)




5.  There's No Way We Could've Just Evolved


There are certain things about us that couldn’t have come piece by piece, bit by bit,
But had to be there right from the start, a combination, things designed to fit.
And the complexity of the tiniest of things truly mind blowing, and
Continuing to baffle and amaze, pointing to the fact that we were planned,

Just like the universe! Everything so precise, running like clockwork, and
If slightly out would cause disaster, and why what we’ve been fed is built on sand.
It all too incredible to have just happened somehow, or evolved, and why
The theory of evolution can’t put all the pieces together, though they try.

I mean, come on, this planet continuing to spin at a colossal speed,
The right speed, otherwise we’d be flung into space, and why for more sense I plead.
Evidence after evidence proving that the Earth’s not old, it there to see,
And pointing to a Designer, we no descendant of some hairy monkey.

So, take the most gorgeous looking woman, the most handsome man, and don't tell me
That they came from a monkey, evolution hardly creating such beauty.
And nor those magnificent, exotic creatures, all clearly a work of art,
Not something that just evolved, but were designed and engineered right from the start.

One not having to be a Christian to recognise this, but an observer,
Such mind boggling, stunning, complex creations not something that could just occur.
No, it simply not possible, even over long periods of time, and
Why only a Creator, Designer makes sense of it; thus all else but sand.


By Lance Landall

"For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities — His eternal power and divine nature — have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse” (Rom 1:20, NIV).




6.  Don't Blame God


Tell me, who is tearing down forests, raping jungles as well,
Thus depriving Earth of its lungs, turning Earth into a hell?
Who is causing floods and landslides by stripping our planet bare,
And who's taking homes from creatures, and filling them full of fear?

Yes, who’s endangering creatures and has made some disappear,
When they have a right to life too, and the same right to live here?
Who’s plundering the land and sea with a reckless disregard,
Thus unbalancing and depleting their very own backyard?

Who’s clogging the air that we breathe, altering our climate too,
Via those toxins that car exhausts or factory chimneys spew?
And who’s polluting the land, our rivers, our lakes, and the sea
Via the waste that they dump and pump, that ill health will guarantee?

Who's damaging planet Earth with all their weaponry and wars,
Killing and maiming both man and beast, almost without a pause?
And who adds insult to injury testing bombs, missiles too,
That also stain our planet with their poisonous residue?

Who has even caused famines, spawned epidemics and disease,
Caused more destructive weather, and those ice-packs to thaw, not freeze,
And who's punctured the ozone layer, made temperatures rise?
Well, the answers a simple one — it’s US! — yes, we get first prize.

So don’t go blaming God, 'cause we’re to blame, and such more than plain.
Yes, we having have made this mess, we having acted so insane.
Thus we’re reaping what we have sown,
it’s our fault, and ours alone.
Yes, it’s we who are on trial, not God, and therefore, we can’t moan.

We have harmed ourselves and others, trashed this world, fouled our own nest,
And it's all because we have failed to do what would have been best.
All why we’re in deep water, water that's rising very fast,
Water that will soon engulf us, unless sense prevails at last.

By Lance Landall




7.  A New World


Yes, I’m longing for a new world, 'cause this old one has lost its glow,
There being much pain and heartache, and winds of evil always blow.
The seasons are out of kilter, and the weather’s out of control,
'Cause nature is running amuck — yes, there’s chaos from pole to pole.

Seems that everything’s going wrong, and we, repeating history,
All why the sins of the fathers have increased dramatically.
Most children aren’t showing respect, good role models are far and few,
Most marriages are folding now, and crime is on the increase too.

Seems governments are failing, thus legislation now often flawed,
And there’re bullies and slave-drivers, dictators who live by the sword.
Plus voices are being stifled that are calling for transparency,
Which means freedom is slipping away, and with it, democracy.

Poverty's also growing by the hour, whilst wealth is being misused,
And assistance is being withheld too, and most human rights abused.
Oppression is very common, and so many merely exist,
'Cause it’s every man for himself, and survival of the fittest.

Yes, it’s dog eat dog, do or die, hence children hurt and widows cry,
'Cause there’s misery and suffering, and more keeps going awry.
Pollution has fouled our planet, there is pestilence and disease,
And morality is losing ground, surrounded by vice and sleaze.

There're skirmishes and wars, and a chronic disregard for most laws,
And there’s cruelty to creatures, and terrorists who more mayhem cause.
Seems this world has become a playground for fraudsters, con-men and mobs,
Thus stress and anxiety, the health of so many people robs.

Oh yes, I’m longing for a new world, but one where love reigns supreme,
One where peace and harmony are no longer simply just a dream.
Yes, one that is free of evil, one that's free of suffering too,
One where only good and kind things, all its inhabitants pursue.

By Lance Landall





8.  How Strange


Yes, how strange, because though the world is calling for peace, it’s welcomed an attack
On everything that once held it together, and why much needs clawing back.
Values, standards, principles, morality having been hit by cluster bombs,
And thus the way things are looking, Earth’s now facing its final night at the Proms.

Social engineers having had a field day, boundaries and foundations gone
(Or going), everything that one’s destructive indulgence spoils set upon.
Yet who’s appalled? Who’s alarmed? We riled over endangered creatures, climate change,
But seemingly relaxed about society’s disintegration. How strange.

By Lance Landall




9.  Just Another Shipwreck


Yes, it’s just another shipwreck, but five seekers having lost their lives, sadly,
And all for what, in the scheme of things, because gone are their life and family.
A gamble that didn’t pay, too much faith in man, and one too sure of his toy,
An uncertified sub, a risk that was far too high, which five lives would destroy.

But risk it all many do, and so too their eternity, either scoffed at,
Or not taken seriously enough until there’s no rabbit in the hat.
All hope gone, and what was it worth, a life removed in a blink, a shortened one,
Because that risk was taken, and more will follow, depending on the tale spun.

Oh, how certain things fascinate, seemingly clutch and pull until it’s too late,
Those five men not reaching the Titanic, but somewhere on the way, struck by fate.
And so too, many who die in their sins, well short their three score years and ten,
Oh, the foolishness of silly, errant, ignorant or disbelieving men.

By Lance Landall




10.  Backlash


There are those who’re celebrating some big changes that have taken place today,
Society having been turned upside down, and against such, it’s “How dare you say!”
So I won’t here, but I’m wondering if there will come a backlash, a BIG one,
And why in time, in the opposite direction, there might go the pendulum.

Yes, the envelope having been pushed way too far by some who have got their way,
And who’ve sought to shut down dissenting voices, a practice that just doesn’t pay.
And hence that swing of the pendulum that might swing far too far the other way,
More likely to happen where changes prove disastrous — and they have, many say.

By Lance Landall




11.  A Danger To The Universe


Would other inhabited planets really want to visit us, and would we
Really want them to, given the shameful mess and utter chaos that they’d see?
And one might say, such is what is keeping them away, they just observing things,
We but a danger to the universe, hence that warning canary that sings.

Personally, I believe we’re quarantined for now, until a certain time,
So need to make the best of things, but our behaviour’s without rhythm or rhyme.
Yes, we failing the test, hardly proving ourselves, repentance slow in coming,
Our efforts and turnaround feeble, an apocalyptic buzz saw humming.

By Lance Landall




Contains Christian content or degree.


12.  Artificial Intelligence


It’s clear to me that artificial intelligence is a real danger, and
Man thus getting too clever for his own good, and why in trouble we’ll all land.
And all why I believe that God must soon intervene, He really needing to,
Thereby only allowing man to go so far, man’s foolishness hardly new.

Man has always sought to tinker in God’s domain, a dangerous thing to do,
And God knowing man wouldn’t handle it rightly, nor for good, but evil pursue.
Even secular minds speaking out, and all why we simply shouldn’t go there,
But go there man will, and enter serious ill, territory we should fear.

By Lance Landall





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13.  There's No Mystery


I don’t believe there’s any mystery to life, but simply that we have messed up this world that we’re in,
Which all started with this planet’s original inhabitants — rebellion, that God's Word labels sin.
And here we are, continuing what they started, having collectively bowed to the same evil force,
'Cause it’s clear two forces are operating, and depending on which one we choose, as to our future course.

And those two forces are supernatural ones, one being the good force, and the original force,
The other, the result of evil surfacing, and certain supernatural beings choosing that course.
One force aiding the fall of this race, the other holding out hope, and in time, gaining the victory
(Ultimately, that is), 'cause things must run their course 'till the coming showdown apocalyptically.

And we, in the meantime, having forfeited those powers that these supernatural beings possess,
Who’re much like us, but with certain abilities; and regarding another sphere, with special access.
Yes, access that is currently forbidden to us, those same abilities too, 'till a future date,
But only if we have chosen the right path, the path of love and truth, not the path of falsehood and hate.

Had this world not fallen so, nor been separated as a consequence, there would still be that Eden,
That gorgeous place now paradise lost, and along with it, immortality, all courtesy of sin.
Though in time, that Eden will be returned to the deserving, and also to its loving Creator,
The ruler of the universe, who in the meantime, if we’re on His side, acts as our navigator.

Hence why there’s no mystery to life, nor any strange looking aliens, 'cause such is pure fantasy,
Simply the product of man’s wild imagination, and of those who've lost the plot, unsurprisingly.
And as far as ghosts go, or any apparitions, they're simply nothing more than clever trickery,
The product of those evil supernatural beings, along with some human trickery, clearly.

Those evil beings, along with their anarchist leader, are battling for control of this world we’re in,
Aided and abetted by many foolish inhabitants of Earth who seem to want evil to win.
Or who due to selfishness and folly, just can’t see the wood for the trees, thus playing into evil hands,
'Cause wherever evil is, there are always those evil beings who have meantime and ultimate plans.

No, I don’t believe there’s any mystery to life, but that we’re simply caught up in a controversy,
A battle between good and evil, good seeking our well-being, willingly response (thus not forcibly),
And evil seeking full control, whether we like it or not, be that blatantly or deceptively,
It but a battle for the hearts and minds of each man, woman, boy and girl, their freedom and liberty.

By Lance Landall

This poem was upgraded on 12 August 2022.




Contains Christian content or degree.


14.  To Get To The Nub Of Things


When Lucifer rebelled (the angel who is now known as Satan, the devil,
And most rightly so, given that he’s the reason for all the evil and ill),
God could hardly have allowed him to roam all the galaxies that are out there,
Hence why he’s clearly been restricted to just the one, OURS, and we alone here.

After all, humans caved in to his trickery, so we're both restricted now,
Unable to visit other galaxies and their inhabitants for now.
Yes, quarantined, the battle between good and evil taking place here, not there,
And all why we can’t be visited, except by those angels that same guilt share.

And so, NASA but wasting its time looking and listening, we alone here,
Thus nothing in our galaxy to find, and as for the moon, can’t live up there.
Nor anywhere else, only this planet having been adapted for us, who
Will have to wait for Christ’s return, and why His desires, we had best pursue.

And by the way,

If we've been quarantined here, and Satan and his fallen angels contained too,
Any UFOs are but trickery, man's or Satan's, and both, in my view.
If God and His unfallen angels can supernaturally come and go
(Under their own steam, that is), they clearly don't need the help of some UFO.

By Lance Landall

This poem was added to on 27 July 2023.




Contains Christian content or degree.
This poem, penned on 2 September 2022, is in regard to NASA's $93 billion Artemis program.


15.  The Guilt Of Artemis


That ninety three billion dollars is due to disbelief or distrust in God, who
Said,
“I will return, dear followers. I’m preparing homes in Heaven for you,
Instead.

And along with that, I’m going to renew your planet, and then take you back there,
I not having made the moon habitable, it but a reflector, so don’t dare.”

Oh yes, NASA not believing in or trusting in both God and His Word, it seems,
And meantime, midst all the wars and woes, poverty, starvation and climate change screams.
Life on the moon but a crazy thought, and millions dying in the meantime, so no,
It’s all back to front, upside down, and why many problems on Earth will simply grow.

And too many building mansions on Earth (that’ll be reduced to rubble one day),
Rather than dealing with priorities, their heart, those suffering; which God will weigh.
This fallen world but a refugee camp now, the repentant soon off to Heaven,
Then back to a renewed Earth, not a moon, but a beautifully restored Eden.

But disbelief or distrust continues with that space exploration exercise,
And why in time, the futility and folly of it all, they will soon realise.
To waste such money while people suffer and die is but a crime, a sin indeed;
Looking after this planet, and lessening the suffering, the far greater need.

All why it’s decision time too, because we’re in Earth’s last chapter, though I must say
That this very day could be our last day, and why choosing God, one shouldn’t delay.
We either on board man’s space ship or God’s, one going nowhere, and the other? Well,
It the trip of a lifetime, an eternal one, bigger that any NASA thrill.

By Lance Landall





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16.  Think It Through


We live in a world where the enlightened aren’t as much as they think so, where foxes guard the hens, where
Soldiers shame their flag, where Christians shame their God, where leaders lie, plot, fornicate and wrongly steer,
Where men hide behind religion, where some seek to rule Earth, where the honest are called liars, where
Liars say they’re not so, and where fiction, fantasy, falsehood and heresy are held more dear.

We live in a time where Christians have exchanged trust in God for trust in man (and tote arms as well),
A time where morals have been exchanged for lust, discipline for appetite, and Heaven for hell.
A time where principles have been exchanged for opportunities, standards for convenience, and,
Where billions are spent on sheer indulgence while others live in poverty and die, though at hand.

Oh, how we’ve advanced, I don’t think, and ’till there’s a change in hearts and minds, there's no chance of success,
And why we'll continue to flounder, be conned again via trusting in men-cum-another mess.
Hence why we must revisit those values left behind, those noble foundations torn down, sadly;
Otherwise, we’re just rearranging deck chairs on the Titanic, icebergs still there in the sea.

However, even should we turn things 'round, the answer's not in human hands, not ultimately,
'Cause we can only but improve things, and await Christ's return, the fulfilment of prophecy.
Hence why in the meantime all must be allowed to seek their own path, free from violence and force,
Nor using such, 'cause where there is such, you can bet God hasn’t chosen or endorsed such a course.

So think it through, 'cause such truly needs thinking through given the sad state of affairs seen today,
Which we should do all we can to reverse, and which genuine sorrow and concern would convey.
'Cause we’ve largely got ourselves to blame, if not fully, which just makes a mockery of our “Why?”
Given humans could’ve been spared such, or at least a lot, if with God's will they'd sought to comply.

By Lance Landall

This poem was upgraded on 17 August 2022.




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17.  That Gospel Of Hope


I could feed you, clothe you, but you need something beyond that, for soon you’ll die,
Death befalling all of us, eventually, swallowing what one might buy.
And life after death being what we can’t buy, hence that saving Gospel of hope,
It gifting life ever after — and meantime, providing strength when we can’t cope.

So, I won’t apologise for telling you about that Gospel of hope that saves,
And makes us heirs of a great Kingdom to come, thus freeing us from being slaves.
Yes, slaves to ill, slaves to darkness, slaves of a devil who never shows mercy,
Unlike that God of grace who died to set us free from it all via Calvary.


And hence why you need that Gospel message first and foremost, unless in dire need,
I responding to such, but here, it’s for your eternal well-being I plead.
Providing for your needs clearly helps you now, but without Christ’s saving Gospel,
I will have merely fed and clothed you, leaving you a slave, and without hope still.

Our hope in Him, that promise of His, hence His Gospel message, loving plea,
He wanting you in His Kingdom, where love, joy and peace there’ll forever be.
No more evil, hurt, pain and tears, we living in an eternal paradise,
And all why He paid the penalty for our sins via His selfless sacrifice.

So no, I won’t apologise for telling you about that Gospel of hope,
It an upward path to joy and happiness, not a cruel soul destroying slope.
All it taking is repentance, the acceptance of Christ as Lord and Saviour,
Not I but that saving Gospel message having done you the biggest favour.

Yes, I can feed you, clothe you, be there for you, and everything else, but hey,
Only that Gospel message will get you beyond that, come when you pass away.
It’s your choice, friend, or is three score years and ten all you want, plus the misery,
Because who wants to be a slave rather than the heir of riches and glory?

Yes, it’s your choice, a devil of a master or a loving Saviour and Lord,
One who’ll deliver far more and better than your wildest dreams, nothing flawed.
And hence the urgency, life snatched away so easily, and what will there be,
Nothing or everything for you, hope or not beyond the temporary?

By Lance Landall

If you wish to know more about God, see my page With God In Mind.
Also see my poem With That Steel Plant In Mind which is found on my page World Concerns.





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18.  With Ukraine In Mind


Ukraine is today’s example of why one’s freedom must be protected so,
Just like Earth’s state is an example of why no one should listen to our foe.
Adam and Eve paying the cost, and thus we too, hence that battle we’re caught in,
But Christ coming to our aid, providing what we need, lest in the end, Satan win.

We struggling, powerful forces of darkness threatening to overthrow us,
We outnumbered ten to one too, hence that call that needs to go out to Jesus.
Our efforts valiant, say, but we needing the right kind of artillery,
Enter the power of the Holy Spirit, that grace purchased at Calvary.

Yes, such being the only answer, we hardly built for the fight, weak and ill,
Only that cross able to save us, though we gaining strength, becoming more well.
Grace honouring repentance and commitment, Christ providing the victory,
We soon returned to our rightful and restored land, where I’m hoping you will be.

By Lance Landall

Also see my poem A Very Real Parallel which is found on my page World Concerns.




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19.  Heaven?


Heaven? Sure, anyone can come. Jump on board. Or so many seem to believe,
When only the repentant, committed and faithful can — oh, how some deceive.
God no fool, and sense wouldn’t want Him to be, many so undeserving, and
In their self-imposed ignorance, or delusion, the truth fail to understand.

We’re all sin sick, lost in our fallenness, yet kidding ourselves that we’re alright,
Hence Christ’s urgent call; only His death on Calvary the answer to our plight.
Yes, we needing a Saviour, and save us He will via His grace, that price He paid,
If we’ll just recognise our need, repent, and see that His Word and will’s obeyed.

No, we’re not saved via obedience, but we are called to walk in righteousness,
Enabling the Spirit to work unhindered, time bringing about that likeness.
Thus we growing more like Christ, and accepting our own cross that we must carry,
Costs oft coming with same preaching, and there’s that devil who’s our adversary.

Such you need to know, and if that doesn’t suit, the grip of grace not there for you,
And thus you jumping on board only to lose your footing, as so many do.
Christ hardly dying for those who still want to sin, or somehow save their own skin,
But those who’ll gladly respond, sacrificially too, proving they’re genuine.

After all, no greater love has anyone shown, we all undeserving,
But Christ having provided a way out at personal cost, and why we sing,
“Amazing grace,” a grace we shouldn’t take licence with, because what would that say?
And how! Self the very cause of our predicament, so I wouldn’t delay.

By Lance Landall

" 'Not everyone who says to me, 'Lord, Lord,' shall enter the kingdom of heaven, but he
who does the will of
My Father in heaven' " (Matt 7:21, NKJV).

“For if we go on sinning WILLFULLY after receiving the knowledge of the truth, THERE NO LONGER REMAINS
A SACRIFICE FOR SINS [we will not be covered by God’s grace], but a terrifying expectation of judgment...”

(Heb 10:26, 27, NASB).




Speaking the truth in love.
Contains Christian content or degree.



20.  With Fear And Trembling


There are those within Christendom who foolishly preach or paint a false Gospel,
One that particularly tickles the ears of those who’ve trouble with God’s will.
All why Paul said that we should take our salvation extremely seriously,
Not messing around, nor messing with God, given such could well cost us dearly.

Putting such off, or taking licence with God’s grace via still acting wrongfully
Is playing Russian roulette, given death can strike at any moment, sadly.
And given that God’s Word makes it very clear that His grace can be made void
(In one’s life, that is, and as it is with the devil, who soon will be destroyed).

Repentance means REPENTANCE, one SORRY for, one TURNING from, and KEEPING from,
Otherwise, you or I are just frauds, and frauds do not inherit God’s kingdom,
Which means, though we can’t earn our way to Heaven, we can still sin our way to Hell
(Eternal death; Hell simply meaning the grave, where forever, the lost lie still).

The Gospel’s not wishy-washy, but deadly serious, ’cause humanity,
You and I, are in dire straights, FALLEN, SIN SICK and LOST, in need of Calvary.
And once we’ve accepted Christ, we need to stay very close to Him, and not stray,
Warning others of the perils too, that grace may cover them every day.

With repentance comes forgiveness, God’s grace, but not so, where there’s some return to sin,
Because there stands an uncommitted, laughable, hypocritical Christian.
Yes, someone who’s lost again, salvation a very serious matter, and
All why all need to hear this Gospel truth, and OBEDIENT before God stand.

With fear and trembling means: Don’t take such lightly, ’cause it’s an every day affair,
Not an on and off thing, a once and no more thing, as if we will still get there.
And it’s no good thinking, “No worries, because I can just say sorry again,”
Given death can come suddenly, and it too late then — oh, the nonsense of men.

Don’t forget that what God’s offered is eternal life, not some short holiday,
And that His offer cost Him dearly, and thus it a slap to linger or play.
And all why His grace will not cover any who have a problem with His will,
Any who Satan’s inducements choose instead, or unfaithfully play with still.

Ultimately, we make the choice, not God, given that He’s given us free will,
We following Him or not, messing about or committed, which such will tell.
We unable to have it both ways, it Him or Satan, and why we must choose,
Bearing in mind that God’s not someone we can mess with, conveniently use.

Yes, it’s one thing to err, stumble and slip, “Please forgive me” coming from your lips,
But deliberate sin’s quite another thing, God understanding stumbles and slips.
And here, grace returning or never having left, God knowing the heart and mind,
That continuing commitment, and why come Earth’s end, you won’t be left behind.

By Lance Landall

Wherefore, my beloved, as ye have always obeyed, not as in my presence only, but now much more
in my absence, work out your own salvation with fear and trembling" (Philippians 2:12, KJV).




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21.  Eternal Fire?


It’s inconceivable that a God who loves us so much that He died for us
Would burn forever those who chose to reject Him (and we’re talking of Jesus).
I mean, FOREVER?! Come on, where's the love, fairness and intelligence in that,
It as barmy as it gets, both cruel and insulting, and why it all falls flat.

And all why some things cannot be taken as literally as they appear,
And why figurative speech, in order to make a point, is what is seen here.
Such speech denoting something that won’t end until it’s done it’s job, and why we
Read of past eternal fires that burnt out, and why more CAREFUL Christians should be.

Hell simply means the abode of the dead, and here, those who won't be saved, sadly,
Given love can't allow rebellion-cum-sin to continue, ultimately.
Hence Christ's return, and that consuming fire that's soon over, they ceasing to be
(Eternally dead), having rejected their one and only opportunity.

Thus to speak of an eternal Hell is the cruellest of things, fear mongering,
A medieval approach, trying to scare them into Heaven, kind of thing.
It God’s love they need to hear about, the other simply what God has to do,
Lest sin and willing sinners once again spoil Paradise, and cause pain anew.

We can’t talk of both a loving God and a torturing God — I mean, FOREVER?!
Eternal punishment for seventy odd years of rebellion? No, Never!
That’s not justice. So there’s got to be some explanation, and there is, gladly,
Figurative, metaphoric language in order to make a point, clearly.

All why the Bible says that the unsaved will become ashes, exist no more,
But most fixated on those need-to-be-explained passages, like some God's Law.
God not spoiling the joy of the saved by leaving unsaved loved ones still burning,
And why for further enlightenment, more pages of the Bible need turning.

How dare we insult the God of love via such an accusation, lack of thought,
Failing to find the truth of the matter here, and such cruel nonsense having taught.
It inexcusable ignorance, a serious mishandling of God’s Word,
Many having been turned off by such, even though the thought of such is absurd.


By Lance Landall

" 'Surely the day is coming; it will burn like a furnace. All the arrogant and every evildoer will be stubble, and
that day that is coming will set them on fire,' says the Lord Almighty. "Not a root or a branch will be left to them.
But for you who revere My name, the sun of righteousness will rise with healing in its wings. And you will go out
and leap like calves released from the stall. Then you will trample down the wicked; they will be ashes under
the soles of your feet on the day when I do these things," says the Lord Almighty" (Mal 4:1-3, NIV).

For more on this, see my page Untruths, accessed via my page With God In Mind.




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22.  The Bible Doesn't Say That


Do people go to Heaven at death? No, the Bible doesn’t say that, just men,
Who, due to one thing or another, seem to get things wrong time and time again.
The Bible clearly stating that the saved will have to wait until Christ’s return,
Like that thief on the cross, Christ having remained here forty days after, we learn.

And when Christ ascended, there was no thief with Him, he soon buried like us all,
Awaiting a coming resurrection, that trumpet blast we’re told of, loud call.
It all making more sense, Christendom having got it wrong here, though very clear,
Nothing and no one infallible, except God, and why the truth one must share.

God bringing His reward with Him, we’re told, thus no loved ones watching from above,
’Cause such would ruin the joy of Heaven, show there’s something askew about God’s love.
Thus one waiting in the grave, not asleep but as if asleep, and then that cry,
The saved rising to meet Christ in the air, we’re told, which is when Heaven they’ll share.

All why the Bible talks of a preceding judgment, things wrapped up beforehand,
Which takes us back to that reward that’s coming with Him, exactly as He planned.
Or that penalty, ’cause sin and willing sinners have to be dealt with too, and
The Earth restored to its original condition, just as God’s also planned.


By Lance Landall

“And all these [faithful Bible heroes of all the ages], though commended through their faith, DID NOT receive
what was promised [eternal life, immortality], since God had provided something BETTER [much fairer] for us, that apart from us they should not be made perfect [immortal. They will have to wait until Christ's return]”
(Heb 11:39,40, ESV).


For more on this, see my page Untruths, accessed via my page With God In Mind.




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23.  There At Last!


Imagine the roar of joy when come that resurrection day and we arrive
(The saved of all the ages who laid in their graves, and those who remained alive).
No other inhabitants in the whole universe having suffered like we,
Nor been so viciously attacked by a cruel devil, yet gained the victory.

Oh, the spine tingling, hair raising awesomeness, no other beings quite like us,
Only we having been in the thick of it, yet remained faithful to Jesus.
The universe having gaped, gasped, hollered encouragement, cheered for you and I,
And there we all are, praise God, flowing through Heaven’s gates, not a single eye dry.

Oh, the incredibleness of it, each one of us lost for words — there at last!
It all behind us, every sad, painful, regretful, cruel thing in the past.
That dying to self worth it, that shunning of tempting but ensnaring traps too,
We having sought our Saviour’s arms, escaped the devil’s claws, stayed clean and true.

And yes, there we are, surrounded by beauty and majesty, and, my dear friend,
Staring at everlasting peace, joy and happiness — oh, what a joyous end!
That jubilant roar forever echoing in our ears, not going away,
The buzz eternal, and all why I can hardly wait for that glorious day.

By Lance Landall

“In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump [second coming]; for the trumpet will sound,
and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed. For this corruptible must put on
incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality” (1 Cor 15:52,53, KJV)
.
Also note 1 Thessalonians 4:16,17.





With enough problems on Earth, why would a loving, fault free, vice free, pure, Holy, just Saviour God not want people in His heavenly kingdom who’re part of the problem here on Earth via the likes of (and not in any order) selfishness, abuse, hypocrisy, dishonesty, greed, violence, cruelty, envy, corruption, immorality, evil and so on?

Well, and for example, because such people show:
That they are a bad influence on others and thus detrimental to any society.
That they would thereby spoil again the new environment and bring about a repeat of things.
That they would hardly feel at home there, and nor would they make the others feel comfortable.
That they don’t really appreciate the value of the beauty, order and goodness that God desires in us all, nor the wonderful, wholesome things that He wants to share with us.
That they are but inflictors of hurt, pain and harm.
That they have unfortunate character traits, destructive tendencies, and hampering issues.
That they’re not in sync with higher principles, standards and morality, nor have noble purposes.
That their path is in the opposite direction and thus they regressing rather than advancing.
That they are listening to a negative voice rather than a positive voice, and thus are supporting a negative force rather than a positive force.
That they are hardly deserving given their deliberate and continued perpetuation of ill.
That they don’t have a teachable or responsive spirit.

So what’s the antidote and passport here?
Well, such people (indeed all) need to recognise their sad, fallen, hopeless and lost state, and thus repent, turn from, and keep from, such thinking and behaviour (with God’s help, of course). God's mercy-cum-grace only covering the sincere, repentant, willing and committed person — perfection not expected.

“ ‘Not everyone who says to Me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ shall enter the kingdom of heaven,
but he who does the will of My Father in heaven’ ” (Matt 7:21, NKJV).







SOME WISDOM DRAWN FROM THE ANATOMICAL AND PHYSIOLOGICAL WORLD

MIND WHERE YOU POKE YOUR NOSE. DON'T GIVE ANYONE LIP (ANOTHER WORD FOR CHEEK), PUT YOUR FOOT IN IT, POINTLESSLY TREAD ON TOES, GET UNDER ANYONE'S FEET OR SKIN, GET ON ANYONE'S NERVES, NOR CHILDISHLY POKE YOUR TONGUE OUT. KEEP YOUR FINGERS AND KNUCKLES TO YOURSELF. KEEP OUT OF EARSHOT OF OTHER PEOPLE’S BUSINESS. DON’T OPEN YOUR MOUTH TOO SOON. FACE UP TO THINGS. LEARN TO SHOULDER BLAME AND TAKE THINGS ON THE CHIN. AVOID THE HARM AND WEAKNESS OF SOME CRUTCH. DON'T BE A HEEL. DEVELOP A STRONG BACKBONE. DON’T BE WEAK-KNEED WHEN IT COMES TO STANDING UP. KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE BALL. ALWAYS ARM YOURSELF WITH THE NECESSARY FACTS, KEEPING ABREAST OF THINGS, AND DON'T GO OUT ON A LIMB (KEEPING SOME THINGS CLOSE TO YOUR CHEST). CHEW THINGS OVER CAREFULLY, USING YOUR HEAD AND KEEPING WISDOM AND SENSE CLOSE AT HAND. MIND YOU’RE NOT UP TO YOUR NECK IN ANYTHING YOU SHOULDN'T BE, NOR CAUGHT UP IN A TISSUE OF LIES, OR FOUND DOING ANYTHING SPINELESS, THUS NOT BEING A NUMBSKULL, AND THEREBY AVOIDING THE JAWS OF FOLLY, LIKE A STRETCH OF TIME IN A CELL. KEEP AWAY FROM CERTAIN JOINTS, AND ALSO KEEP YOUR SENSES ABOUT YOU. EXERCISE IN ORDER TO DEVELOP AND MAINTAIN YOUR MUSCLES AND EVEN IMPROVE YOUR WAISTLINE. SOMETIMES IT’S BETTER TO RAISE YOUR EYEBROW RATHER THAN YOUR VOICE. TRY TO GIVE OTHERS A LEG-UP, HELP ANY SOLE PROVIDER, AND CONSIDER THOSE AT THE BOTTOM OF THE SCALE. ENCOURAGE GOOD BEHAVIOUR VIA A THUMBS UP, OR VIA A "HIP, HIP, HOORAY." DO SOME BRAIN STORMING IN ORDER TO FIND SOMETHING PRODUCTIVE THAT YOU CAN GET YOUR TEETH INTO, AND IN THE VEIN OF WHAT INTERESTS YOU, AND PREFERABLY WITH A VISION IN MIND. BY THE WAY, A WRIST WATCH CAN COME IN HANDY TOO. REMEMBER THAT A WINK CAN BE EITHER WORTHY OR UNWORTHY, AND THAT YOU REALLY SHOULDN'T RIB ANYONE. AVOID THE HEALTH RISK OF CARDIAC ARREST BY NOT LETTING YOUR BLOOD BOIL, NOT BURSTING YOUR FOO-FOO VALVE, NOT VENTING YOUR SPLEEN, NOR GETTING IN A BAD LIVER, AND BY MINDING THE HAIR RAISING. STEER CLEAR OF THOSE WRINKLES THAT COME VIA FROWNING, GRIMACING, OR PULLING FUNNY FACES. DEAL RIGHTLY WITH THOSE THINGS YOU CAN'T STOMACH. DON'T BE ANYBODY'S FOOL. ALSO AVOID NAVEL-GAZING, AND MAKE SURE THERE'S NO SKELETONS IN YOUR CUPBOARD; EXCUSE MY SEMICOLON, BUT I PUT MY HEART AND SOUL INTO THIS (JUST QUIETLY, RATHER THAN AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS, AND LEST I HURT MY THROAT AND REVEAL MY TONSILS, AND SOMEONE GIVE ME THE ELBOW).

By Lance Landall


HUMANITY'S BEST INTERESTS MY PERSONAL MISSION.

Until we regard every human as a precious and sacred creation (never to be violated in any way), and the well-being of creatures and this Earth as our duty too, we’ll never progress beyond where we are.



But Midst It All


Yes, we can talk about this ill or that ill, and of how we can stop such too,
But midst it all, and better by far, may love show in all that we say and do,
Because there’s nothing like that example, it glowing like a light in the night,
And pointing in the direction of growth and healing, the way of hope and right.

And this way, we not erring ourselves, despite any upset that we might feel,
Our heart remaining pure, and thus how the truth of our difference we'll reveal.
We not stooping but rising, moving amidst yet uncontaminated, and
Before some court of accusation, able to boldly and innocently stand.

By Lance Landall