Lady Pattianna Urasz
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His humanity displayed upon a tree for all to see.
His body marked with signs of torture He received.
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At five we look at our older sister or brother
And dream of the day we too are old enough and come of age,
But we are told to slow down and relax, by our Mother.
Our day will come when we grow too and earn our wage.
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J. C. come back
The world is in an awful mess
Kids don't know how to dress
And they're running in the street.
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There is a pond in Swampshire land.
It’s placed for all to see.
There be flowers with colors grand
And animals run wild and free.
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An Ozark Tale
Where does one go to find the place of Eagles?
Is it always high into the skies they fly?
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Crising through the inner passage, struck by landscapes passing by,
Mountains standing tall and handsome, possed against a dark blue sky.
Sun is shining brightly, warmly, clouds punctuate the air.
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The sounds of crying was heard echoing thru the piney wood.
Touching heart, mind, and spirit of the lowly and the good.
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Come see lady Pattianna of the castle in the shire
Somewhere very deep in County Kent.
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There once was a lady who loved the sound of words.
Like tintinabulation, hobgoblin, and burbs.
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The Humanity Of The 'Man'
His humanity displayed upon a tree for all to see.
His body marked with signs of torture He received.
It is said the 'Man' endured it all without a plea.
He bore it all so men could have their lives retrieved.
Upon His head was placed a ring of painful thorns.
In jest the soldiers slapped and spit into His face.
The skin left on His back was ripped and torn.
The only thing the 'Man' had done was a world embrace.
He was left to hang upon the tree for half a day.
Friends and family stood sadly by and viewed the scene.
Mid-afternoon the sky had turned quite dark and gray.
This human 'Man' had bled to death to wash us clean.
He gave His life so we could live and see good days.
All we need to do is change our ways.
Love each other, stop the hate and wicked deeds.
This lack of love, such madness and pure badness breeds.
Disciples of the 'Man' were wounded to the core,
Fearful of the priests and of their brothers.
Waiting in a room, not knowing what's in store
Were families of young and old, and mothers.
Rejoicing did occur as all assembled were inspired
By gifts of Holy Spirit's fiery Dove,
Endowing varied gifts, then amazing things transpired,
Giving gifts of tongues, teaching prophecies of love.
Congregations daily grew, starting from a lowly few
enduring through the centuries, prayerfully on bended knees.
Just like the 'Man', great crowds they drew,
Away from them the wicked flew.
Seeking out their God to please
One was given Kingdom keys.
Press on, Press on, Oh words of Truth
Declare the Kingdom in the air.
Throne of David, house of Ruth,
We have the Good News to declare.
How beautiful the busy feet of men and women on the street.
They're on the walk, they're at the door,
Telling neighbors what's in store.
Our God Jehovah, He has said,
Those disobeying will be dead,
While those who listen, man and wife, , will get everlasting life.
Press on, Press on, for all must hear,
The Kingdom's King is standing near.
Praise Jah you People of the nations,
Soon we'll see God's recreations.
Halelujah! and Maranatha!
by Lady Pattianna copyright 2009
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