Power

In human hands power and might
Concentrated never is right
Power corrupts that’s what we’ve seen
Power destroys and makes one mean
Evil resides within the towers
Belonging to the financial powers
The Central Banks the world they rule
while most of us they take as a fool
Misery and pain that’s what they create
By now in nearly every state
The power of weapons then prevails
when economic coercion fails
Death and destruction is on the side
of those who trust in military might
The psychopathic empire’s power
might finally the world devour
I ask will there be ever a way
Out of this vicious power play
So futile all our efforts seem
So hopelessly small is our team
Against an overwhelming might
How to resist it how to fight
Should we then crumble in fear and fright
Though still the truth is on our side
Truth is a very resilient thing
It might need time but if you cling
To truth, love and ethics it will be
That one day truth will set us free

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Sometimes I Cry

There come the times
when looking at the crimes
of the powers that are but shouldn’t be
when darkness is all my mind can see
Then in the night
I feel the fright
fearing what will come and what will be
my world’s and my people’s destiny.
I tell myself I no longer care
and in the dark to the ceiling I stare
Maybe we just are not ready for love
and the gentle flight of peace’s dove
Maybe
we
have to see
the consequences of our debauchery
of hate and strife
corruption and drive
for power and gain
while millions are slain
in the interest of self
while always we delve
into what profits it me and mine
while everyone else is put on the line
of death, destruction and misery.
Then I tell myself, what will be will be.
But then comes morning with the rising of the sun
while the darkness is lifted and it has begun
to open my mind
and what I can find
even on the slithering slope
is a specter of hope.
Goodness I see
all around me
courage and integrity
actions of selflessness and love
words of truth and all above
I sense the gentle flight of the dove

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The Son of the Carpenter’s Bride

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Laid in a manger with sheep at his side
there was the son of the carpenter’s bride.
Shepherds and foreigners would come and see
Emmanuel, the king of eternity.
The humble alone were those who would know
that from high in the heavens had come so low
The God from God and Light from Light
To be the son of the carpenter’s bride.

Though He was the Father’s eternal Word
He chose to come and feel the hurt
For it was He who’d bear the pain
And it was He who would be slain.
For you and me, for mankind all
For all our sins to redeem the fall
The suffering king of power and might
He was the son of the carpenter’s bride.

When now a babe in the manger you see
Then always remember the cross’s tree.
Wherever you’ve gone, the pain you’ve been through
He’ll understand for He’s been there with you.
The Man of Sorrows says: “Come follow me
Throughout your time to eternity”
And then He’ll open His arms to you wide,
Your Brother, the son of the carpenter’s bride.

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Children of Man


I’m a woman, a mother, a wife
I have done many jobs in my life.
Best myself to describe then I can
by being one of the race of man.
I´m made so in the image of God
just a thing to be used I am not,
Of no higher value I can be
than being a part of humanity.
It’s a secret I always have known
even long before up I had grown.
To be human is all that I need
and this recognition would lead
to the knowledge how precious must be
every soul in the human family.
For my God there’s no class and no caste
not one person for Him is a waste.
Nor is anyone more precious more high,
although some to themselves might lie.
And on this principle I do feel
we must build for the world to heal
from the plagues of all hate and of war
so that violent oppression no more
to the painful destruction can
lead them all those children of man.

A Simple Faith


A simple faith, a simple trust in God is not my own
I need to analyze, dissect and often I am thrown
into the darkness of my own so isolated mind
where I without a cry for help then can no longer find
connection to my fellow men, connection to my God.
Where are you, Lord, for I’m alone my soul can feel you not?
I thirst, o God, no water’s in the desert of my soul
Why did you make me incomplete, there is this gaping hole
that never can be filled at all sufficiently inside
no matter what I did to it no matter what I tried
the hole is still a part of me the emptiness is mine.
O God what is your plan for me and what is your design
in giving me a restless mind which wanders far and wide
in search of understanding and with no one at my side?
The answer comes then when I pray to Him who’d never leave:
“The hole is there so you will search for Me and will retrieve
the simple faith, the simple trust that’s needed for your mind
to open up yourself to Me to be no longer blind
to a reality beyond your narrow reason’s scope
a world of faith, a world of love, a world of trusting hope.

Overcoming Anger, Fear and Despair

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Faith, Hope and Love is what we need
to overcome the devil’s feed
of raging anger, stifling fear
which would eventually tear
the soul apart,lead to despair.
But it’s in faith that we can dare
to trust in God and in His Word
the one so powerful we’ve heard
from time and ages coming here
in human form to be us near
Through hope the future we can see
as bright and glowing destiny
Hope helps the present now to bear
without us sinking in despair
In love we can forgive and heal
from anger and from the appeal
of vengeful thoughts, selfish desire
that would us lead then to admire
some men or group who so might seem
to have the answer, might redeem
the world through violence and war
when in reality they’re far
more likely to destroy and kill
all those who might oppose their will
out of the chaos they’d create
the world emerges in a state
of misery not seen before
dictatorship that at its core
has hatred for the human race
this is what likely would replace
this world, if anger, fear, despair
would lead us in the public sphere.
Real peace will come from God above
created through Faith, Hope and Love

Despair


The worst adviser of all is despair.
For if I follow I’ll no longer care
about what’s happening all around
instead I’ll only hear the sound
of my own wailing helplessly
deriding a ruthless destiny.
I will not move, have little to say
I will not hope, I will not pray
The triad of I, myself and me
will fill my thoughts in self-pity.
Despair means giving up on good
and so it becomes the devil’s food:
If everything’s bad then I will say
what use is it that I would stay
a person with an ethical core
when there is nothing good in store.
Eat, drink, be merry and party all day
watch TV, movies and in between play.
The world’s a trashcan, humanity stinks,
why should I care if it still deeper sinks?
Man is an animal mainly a louse,
woman’s a sex-tool or maybe a mouse,
a pest to the planet that’s what we are
and therefor it would be better by far
to have a lot less of us around
doesn’t that have a familiar sound?
My God tells me: “Do not despair,
although the world might not be fair
Accept whatever you can’t change
and change what is now in your range
And then be wise enough to know
what difference is between the two
and put your hope and trust in me
for I am God and destiny.”