Pastor Seth’s Poems and Musings
Justice and Mercy
He was tried for murder, faced harsh imprisonment, Convicted of treason, capital punishment. The wrath of government would make him a lesson,Publicly scorned, tortured, loathed, shamed, harsh oppression. On execution day, the city in uproar,A more heinous convict was found; all did abhor!Mercy for convict one, the judge threw out his case.Convict two, more loathsome,…
Read More HER HEART’S TRAGEDY
Her life’s outer story was forged in tragic pain, Fueled by self-protection and what crumbs she can gain. “Why would I turn to God? Where was He years ago? I can protect my heart! Him? No desire to know.” What happens to a heart, when God we turn away? The Maker of our heart, from…
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THE SOLDIER
The soldier loved gambling, the rolling of the dice, Breaks up monotony, though a fool’s paradise. “A God-forsaken land, a thousand miles from home, At discharge will I have post-traumatic syndrome?” Punishment here, severe, death for two lousy thieves, Was the third one sentenced for just what he believes? Cruel justice meted out, on this…
Read More My Friend, An Atheist
A good friend shared with me that he’s an atheist, What philosophers call a materialist. He believes what only science and data prove. Anything else? He refuses to be moved. What he can’t explain is, why is “something missing,” That there’s much more to life, things like love and kissing, Human rights and freedom,…
Read More The Lost Art of Listening
APB: THE LOST ART OF LISTENING Do we see in others with “true,” “perfect” vision The same traits in ourselves that cause such division? A slowness to listen? To hear someone’s meaning? Ever quick to react, words that are demeaning? Tinny, dullness of ear that refuses to hear, Does anyone listen? Listening disappeared! …
Read MoreNew Year’s Resolution???
“I met the enemy,” Pogo said. “It is I.” It seems I’m two people, both the good and bad “I.” The good I want to do? I slough off guiltily. The bad I shouldn’t do? “Justified,” willfully! My needs, my “self,” my plan, to these, stiff-necked, I cling. Easily “offended,” my feelings act like…
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