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TOM ZART’S POEMS OF

CHRISTIAN FAITH

 

THE HORNETS of HELL

The hornets of hell swarm from their nest

Overwhelming all the victims they can.

To sting as many souls as possible

In their destruction of the glory of man.

They murder, rob, **** and plunder

While provoking the meek to submit.

They lie, deceive and mislead

And depend on the world to forget.

Eager to enhance their numbers

They are the cheerleaders of disgrace.

Their agendas of sin must be stopped

For the betterment of each race.

Endless is God’s test of time

To measure man’s spiritual worth

Unwholesome deeds tempt us all

Festering in the repugnance of earth.

The hornets of hell are on the hunt

In all directions by day or night.

The Armor of God shields man’s soul

And gives us our resolve to fight.

The champions of heaven in rapture await

To see who will stumble and fall.

They watch us struggle, in our world of woe

As they pray we will heed, God’s call.

Fools declare we must hide from view

And leave the hornets of hell alone

But when we ignore the liabilities of life

The failings of man become, our own.



MY FAVORITE POET



My favorite poet is God above

Who gives Earth its rhythm and rhyme.

Not pied pipers of misguided souls

Who promote distrust, hatred and crime.

 

Poetry is nature serenading in song

The peaceful roar of the oceans waves.

The wind through the trees and over the hills

And the flowers in the fields by the graves.

The sound of rain as it waters the thirsty

The songs of children at play in the park.

The far off rumble of trains or thunder

As they pass through the night in the dark.

 

The joy of our babies first words and steps

The passion of life with its heroes and clowns.

The on going struggle to survive our sins

As we proliferate in hamlets and towns.

 

My favorite poet is our Father of love

Who was first to know us before birth.

His poetry prolongs every thing we love

As His deliverance gives life its worth.

 

HEAVEN’S HEROES



Winning souls tend to change everything

Including who and what we are.

When our darkness within transforms to light

And our eyes have the luster of a star.

We must always pray for the lost among us

Who eagerly race toward the wrong direction.

So they may know their own repentance

Blessed by God’s, grace, love and protection.

All of heaven’s heroes have suffered remorse

From hate, fear, lust, loneliness and war.

They do what they do with deliverance of heart

Defeating the dark side of life and more.

Noah found safety within the beams of his ark

To endure heaven’s cleansing of earth.

Moses the deliverer, climbed a mountain

Descending with God’s guidelines of worth.

David the shepherd, a boy among men

Slew evil’s giant with a flying stone.

Samson the strong man, broke from his chains

Toppling the temple with God’s help alone.

Jonah was swallowed by a monster fish

To be cast up on shore with a prophecy to tell.

Jesus of Nazareth was nailed to the cross

And without his forgiveness we’re doomed to fail.

Lord I’ll feel blessed to greet all your heroes

When it is my time to escape my woes.

I’ll clutch their hands and kiss their face

As we celebrate the journey we chose.

HEAVEN’S GATE



Lord I’m coming, Lord I’m running

Skipping steps all the way to your gate.

I know I have faltered, thanks to faith I’ve altered

Escaping my ******* of ****.

For too long I was selfish, reckless and cruel

Refusing to regret my actions as a fool.

An arrow from heaven found its way to my soul

Since then till now giving love as my goal.

Blessed by my children and the treasures of life

Blessed by income, hard work and a wife.

Led by your wisdom to combat what is wrong

Blessed by your grace, worship and song.

Age is upon me but I’m not afraid to die

All that I stand for will be viewed by and by.

I don’t expect a mansion or wings to help me fly

Only to serve you and yours in the sky.

With one foot in heaven and one down on earth

I pray to be remembered and judged by my worth.

If I’m forced to camp, just outside your gate

I will still be grateful and not, “hesitate.”

POETS ARE THE BELL RINGERS OF THE SOUL



Most poets tell the truth of life

Though they may wrap it in beauty.

It’s their passion, not their purpose

To compose is but their duty.

Poets as a rule are high on adventure

Like wondering bards or prophets today.

Embracing hearts and minds with wisdom

Casting through verse their visions at play.

Poets have their dreams and their nightmares

Of love, life, death, faith, and war.

They feel the pain and tragedy of others

Even those they’ve never met before.

One merit of a poet’s work

Which most people cannot deny

They say more and in fewer words

To illuminate you and I.

Their poems are used to convey passion

By composers of both good and evil mood.

Some are hateful others loving

Sharing thoughts to be consumed as food.

They fan the flames of human compassion

With their stories of the failings of man.

Professing to follow a higher power

As they recruit whomever they can.

The wild birds sing and flowers bloom

As clouds form figures in the sky

But only poets will write poems

That shall last long after they die.

God has always had his poets

Who he watches with love from space.

But Satan has his poets too

Who try to lead us from our grace.

Poets are the bell ringers of the soul

As they depict the past, the present and beyond.

They sound their alarm of what lies ahead

As the missteps of man live on.

JESUS IS A FISHERMAN



Jesus is a fisherman

Who saves the souls of man.

Dead or alive he leads the faithful

To the streams of promise land.

He sees us when we’re happy

He hears us when we’re glad.

He whispers words of hope to us

When we face something sad.

As wicked thoughts control the mind

Evil deeds control the heart.

Jesus is who we turn to

When from sins we must depart.

Jesus is a fisherman

Who baits his hook with love.

Casting his line in your direction

From the banks of heaven above.

THE DISTORTION OF MAN



We’re sought by Satan of that I’m sure

As he plots to derail our soul.

Greed, hate, lust, anger and fear

Are deeds which facilitate his coal.

He smiles at lies, cheating and theft

He laughs at never-ending war.

He drools to conquer the hearts of man

Shadowing every window and door.

Tempting all with unclean pleasures

His success is weakness and desire.

We triumph only through the power of faith

Avoiding eternal torment and fire.

Goodness and evil illustrate life

Like the two sides of every coin.

Most can’t help but experience both

As we learn who to trust, follow and join.

Praise our Lord for morals and ethics

The laws of heavenly command.

Without God’s armor and his grace

We become the distortion of man.

THE RIVER OF NO RETURN



Beware of the streams of evil

Feeding the river of no return.

Where whatever gives us pleasure

Is our only worry and concern.

True happiness results from blessings

Handed down from heaven to earth.

God seems to smile on people in love

Who have chosen to share their worth.

Three types of humans occupy earth

The bad, the not so bad and the horrible.

Somewhere in-between, most us are

And our babies are most adorable.

Far to many become disappointing

Mimicking adults as they stretch and grow.

Lost somewhere in self indulgence

In a world they have yet to know.

Thanks to faith and spiritual teachings

Multitudes follow the path of grace.

The righteous are the hope of man

As we journey the dangers of space.

Reject what is selfish, cruel and unkind

Steer clear of evil deeds without fear.

Listen to the voice of  God in man

And  you’ll remain more civilized and clear.

THE FIRST ONE TO LOVE ME



The first one to love me was you; Lord

And nothing can take that away.

My soul is refreshed by living water

While my heart flows with love each day.

I thank you for the love of my family

And I thank you for the love of my life.

I thank you for all of the blessings

You give to each husband and wife.

Your glory rides high on the sunsets

Your voice is the thunder of rain.

I thank you for all of the heavens

And Jesus who came to be slain.

I feel when your eyes are upon me

As you listen to my humble cry,

You’ve redeemed the soul of your servant

To dwell in your mansion on high.

I’ll claim each and every promise

From the Lord of the earth and sky.

I’m so glad I’m free from my bondage

Of the grave where my body shall lie.

I thank you for parting the darkness

And guiding my footsteps each day.

I thank you for being my shepherd

You’ve walked with me all the way.

I know your armor protects me

From the devil in search of his feast.

And all who are lost without you

Shall dwell in hell with the beast!

DAVID AND GOLIATH



David, the shepherd, a tender of sheep

Would pray to his God before he would sleep.

One day he awoke to the roar of beasts

A bear and a lion in search of a feast.

David slew both with his knife and his hand

Though still just a boy and not yet a man.

The Lord’s love for David was proven once again

When he challenged the champion of the Philistine men.

Goliath’s beastly fingers and hideous toes

Made David more selective with the stones that he chose.

One for the giant, he knew he would slay

Four more for his brothers who were laughing that day.

The giant told David, “I’ll tear you apart;

The birds and the animals shall feast on your heart.”

David yelled back, “I’ll soon see you dead

And when I’m through I’ll cut off your head!”

The worst of all men, drew high with his arm

Came forth to David to do him great harm.

The youth jumped ahead just as quick as a lynx

A stone from his sling popped the giant where he thinks.

Blood and bone spewed forth as that devil fell down;

A thousand pound soldier lie dead on the ground.

With Goliath’s own sword, David chopped off his head

Then took it to Jerusalem, to prove that he was dead.

JESUS



There once was a traveler who was driven out of town

On his shoulders was a burden that pushed him to the ground.

On his head was a crown made of thorns from a bush

And the street was so crowded the guards had to push.

They stopped at some sandstone at the top of a hill

There was a round hole the cross would soon fill.

They made him lie down upon that wood cross

There they nailed him to prove who was boss.

The beam was up-ended by the muscles of men

As it plunged down the hole it was carved to fit in.

Then Jesus looked up at the lightning that flew

And cried, “God, My Father, they know not what they do.”

They crucified our Lord as his blood flowed to earth

If inside you believe, you feel what love is worth.

They wrapped him in loincloth when he was taken down

Then carefully removed his scarlet stained crown.

They placed him in a cave with a large, round, stone door

Before sealing forever, they lay lilies on the floor.

Though it wasn’t very long, and the stone was rolled away

For Jesus resurrected, to rise on Easter Day!

DARTS OF THE DEVIL



The darts of the devil fly free on the winds

And sometimes they pierce both family and friends.

Remember young Adam and his wife, Eve?

When they gave into Satan, the Lord said, “leave”.

Ever since then, right up to today

The devil makes sure we’ll sin in some way.

Wear all of God’s armor, whatever you do;

Should the darts of the devil seek out you.

Thank God for Jesus who died on the cross.

Our passage to heaven was paid by his loss.

Every knee shall bow and tongues confess all

That Jesus is our Lord at his final call.

Angels will descend with Jesus in the sky

He’ll greet us with open arms when it’s our time to fly.

For our Lord awaits all who believe

And those who do not, shall be told to leave.

NIGHT OF NIGHTS



In the tiny town of Bethlehem

Born in a stable, an infant lie.

While he slept his first dreamless night

A whole universe of stars passed by.

When Jesus Christ our savior was born

Most of the angels began to sing

Of peace, and good will to all mankind

And hallelujah to earth’s new king.

There were those angels, who did not sing

For they had passed through the devil’s gate.

They knew this young lad belonged to God

And for them salvation was too late.

 

So let’s rejoice, and sing with great cheer

That night when Jesus slept without fear.

For our Lord’s birthday comes once a year

On that night of nights we hold so dear.

GRACE



The Son of God came to save that which was lost

To redeem our soul from the power of the grave.

Where the prisoners of death must rest together

Except for the spirits of the kind and brave.

The preaching of the cross is ignored by fools

And sinners who are unable to conform.

By grace we are saved as a gift from our Lord

Who wipes tears from the faces that mourn.

By learning, loving, working, teaching, and prayer

We submit our years as a tale to be told.

The survival of life is our pilgrimage

As we tackle each challenge both young and old.

No one can be sure of how long they will last

Though all have a choice of whom they choose to be.

Warmongers, adulterers, thieves or saints

Everyone must some day bow down before thee.

From dust we were made and shall return

After life has brought us to our earthly end.

Though all must walk in the shadow of death

The righteous are promised they will rise again.



NOAH’S ARK



God saw that wickedness had fouled his earth

To a state it could no longer be ignored.

While grieving sadly he chose to destroy it

Though Noah found grace in the eyes of the Lord.

The Lord told Noah to fashion a great ark

Made of gopher wood and pitch, outside and in.

Three hundred cubits long and fifty in width

Before the world he knew, would come to its end.

Bring your food, your sons, your wife and your son’s wives

And two of every living sort, be with thee.

For with you I’ll establish my covenant

And all who are with thee shall survive the sea.

They all marched forth, two by two, into the ark

And waited for God’s waters to flood the land.

For forty days and for forty nights

The fountains of the deep consumed beast and man.

Inside the ark nostrils kept their breath of life

As the high waters prevailed upon the earth.

Every mountain and every hilltop vanished

As all within felt the power of God’s worth.

The waters from heaven were finally restrained

And after ten months the tops of mountains were seen.

God had blessed Noah and all who had joined him

To multiply, plant and fulfill his dream.

WISDOM AND KNOWLEDGE



The wise listen to increase their learning

Where the scorners of wisdom close their mind.

The hearts of the prudent gather knowledge

For a soul without grace becomes confined.

Our knowledge can help us fulfill our dreams

Though most of the time with wisdom comes grief.

For knowledge removes our veil of ignorance

Exposing within the liar or thief.

A wise mind is a fountain of life;

To teach others it’s knowledge before death.

Wisdom is too hard for fools to retain

Who curse their fellows with spiteful breath.

Fill yourself with love and understanding

For wisdom makes the human face shine.

Knowledge is stronger than weapons of war

While on ignorance, fools continue to dine.

The words of the wise are heard in quiet

More than the loud shouts of screaming fools.

Wisdom and knowledge cause stability

In the lives of those who use them as tools.

We should shun with wisdom what is evil

And glorify with knowledge what is good.

Better is the gift of learning than gold

For by virtue we become what we should.

MIRACLES



Miracles are the extraordinary acts of God

If you don’t believe it, why pray?

Some say, they’re just happenings brought about by luck

Thus, superstition has led the rest of us, astray.

Woe to what the misinformed might think

Who claim their excellence is their own.

A wise man knows his gifts are from heaven

And by repentance, his gratitude is shown.

 

I believe in miracles for I’m alive and well

 

I’m loved by God, family, and a few good friends.

I’ve lived long enough to see miracles transpire

As one must end, another descends.

WHO?



Who wrote the tune the songbird sings?

Who made the diamonds we wear on rings?

Who caused the snow and rain to fall?

Who made spring, winter, summer and fall?

Who gave man a woman to love?

Who made the clouds and sky above?

Who lights the stars and moon in the night?

Who makes heaven and beyond so bright?

Who gives us babies we follow till death?

Who made us able to speak with our breath?

Who gives us heroes willing to die?

Who made the tears we shed as we cry?

Who shows us hope and guides our way?

The same one who loves us night and day.

THE ARMOR OF GOD



Put on the whole armor of God

And soldiers we shall be.

Fighting the powers of darkness

Who thirst for the souls of the free.

Through lust, they try to enslave us

And silence God’s voice in man.

With focus of faith we shun them

Avoiding the grasp of their hand.

Satan whispers his sadistic thoughts

In every language and every ear.

Tempting all with the sins of hell

Victims of misery, hopelessness and fear.

Eagerly plotting to disrupt God’s works

Evil swallows up souls like the shifting sand.

The armor of God is our divine protection

Shielding every child, woman, and man.

THE MYSTERY OF PRAYER



Never be afraid to pray boldly to God

For no matter the crisis our Lord is aware.

Sometimes it’s hard to recognize God’s answers

But that’s just part of the mystery of prayer.

 

Some of the greatest heroes in history

Wore holes in the knees of their pants.

For without God’s grace and human prayer

Man’s survival on earth is by chance.

Surrender your soul and make time for prayer

Sharing moments with your Savior alone

He’ll shoulder your burden and give you rest

As the seeds of his praise are sown.

JESUS IS MY MASTER



Jesus is my master

I’m not afraid to admit.

All I had to do

Was be willing and submit.

He loves me when I’m bad

He loves me when I’m good.

He loves me even more

When I behave as I should.

He knows that I’m not perfect

He knows I’m guilty of sin.

He leadeth me to righteousness

And allows me to rise again.

FAITH



So perfect is nature, though not by man

It’s the brush of our master that paints the land.

The sun comes up and sun goes down

As in every direction God’s wonders are found.

The tide comes in and the tide goes out

Our faith in eternalness is what life is about.

Contentment depends on which path we walk

By daylight or darkness; our faith is our rock.

Our confidence and trust in a higher power

Helps guide us through every moment and hour.

Fidelity to ones promise and observance of law

Lets our Lord know we heed his call.

DIVINE INTERVENTION



I never write a poem

That doesn’t write itself.

I catch a buzz and come alive

Like a puppet off it’s shelf.

Hearing many voices

Whose words are never mine.

My pen becomes a painter’s brush

Forming visions on a line.

I seem to be a better person

When it’s time to sit down and write.

A higher power guides my hand

Sharing wisdom by day and night.

People born to create

Have no choice but to perform.

It’s the rush of sharing their gift

That elevates them from the norm.

What would our world become

Without intervention from above?

Angry beings in a revolving cage

With no sense of passion or love.

LUCIFER LOVES TO BAIT HIS HOOK



Jesus is our savior who whips the Devil’s hide

After death heaven awaits for all with him who ride.

Disobedience by believers was forgiven by his loss

The future of man was changed by his death on the cross.

We’re free to believe whatever till its time to say farewell

All who turn their back to Christ shall suffer the blaze of hell.

Lucifer loves to bait his hook and fish the pond of man

Once he has you in his net you’re the victim of his hand.

Some say not to worry for man was once an ape

It’s okay to hate, plunder, murder, lie and ****.

I choose to follow the Bible and observe God’s laws

Praying for the mislaid in the clutch of Satan’s claws.

 

JONAH



God’s words to Jonah were to preach at Nineveh

A great city from which armies against Israel often came.

Instead he went to Joppa a city by the sea

Where he paid his passage and sailed without shame.

The ship had not gone far before a tremendous storm arose

And the crew became frightened and began to pray.

They threw the cargo overboard to help stay afloat

As they pondered who among them should be cast away?

They chose to draw lots to expose God’s offender.

 

And the lot fell upon Jonah who ran from his call

The sailors tried their best to bring the ship to shore

When they failed they pitched Jonah to suffer God’s law.

Jonah’s body hardly touched the waters of the deep

When up came a huge fish, and swallowed him whole.

From within it’s belly he had time to think of his sins

Make peace with God, and purify his soul.

After three days, the fish swam close to shore

Casting up Jonah on dry land unharmed.

Again Jonah heard God’s voice from his heart

Saying save Nineveh from Lucifer’s charm.

Soon after he preached, that Nineveh along with its people

God would destroy unless they turned from their wicked ways.

To his surprise, they listened and repented their sins

And were told by their king to pray for God’s praise.

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