“Lest We Regret It Later”

4/11/18. 5/20/18.
Written by: Victor P.

“Lest We Regret It Later”

If it’s just for one night
Then I don’t want this.

Won’t throw away what I can’t get back,
It’s not worth the consequences.

‘Shows me it’s not worth the price we’d have to pay,
Show me there’s another, better way.’

Even if it’s what we want,
This just isn’t what need.

Innocence is too high a price
To pay for feeding infatuation.

Better to fight temptation now
Than to regret choices later.

It isn’t easy to resist such things
And without God it’s no use trying.

Against fools’ ways we must now stand,
Better to refuse sin, reject compromise.

‘What about these feelings growing strong?
Why not just seize this moment now?’

Lest we regret it later
We must do what’s right now.

Won’t throw caution to the wind,
Won’t be guilty of that common sin.

‘Isn’t the heart stronger than the brain?
Doesn’t the mind often get in the way of love?’

Put to the test with eyes fixed on Christ
Resist sin and temptation in this sick age.

Preventative measures taken now, count the cost,
To avoid future heartache, regret, and loss.

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“Tell Me Something”

4/12/18.
Written by: Victor P.

“Tell Me Something”

Tell me what you know,
Tell me what you believe,
Tell me why it matters to you,
Tell me what it means.

Tell me what you’re thinking,
Tell me how you’re feeling,
And tell me, tell me of your hope
For today and every day after.

Is this all that we can have here?
Is this all that we’ll know here?
Is there nothing after everything here?
How can we know what we’ve never seen?

Tell me, why are you still hoping
To see better, brighter days ahead?
See it’s cloudy, confusion surrounds,
Can’t see the horizon ’cause of the dark.

Are these just trivial considerations?
Have we stopped living with absolutes?
Oh, if it’s all we have, then it’s not enough.
If it’s all we know, then we don’t know enough.

Can’t see the sun in the middle of night
But we still believe we’ll see it again.
Can’t hold on to what’s slipping through our fingers
But we still believe there’ll be more than all we’ve lost.

“The Man Without”

5/1,7/18.
Written by: Victor P.
Fiction.

“The Man Without”

This house is standing
But my home is gone.
Oh, my feet are warm
But the floors are cold.

I’m standing still here
But my heart is sinking,
This emptiness suffocates,
This loneliness consumes.

Is it your whispering I hear
Or just a memory of you
Replaying in my mind,
Playing tricks on me again?

How long have you been gone?
I’ve lost track of new days.
I’m withering without you here
By my side, in my arms, love.

The smiles have fled, I am spent
Waiting, worrying, praying, hoping.
My happiness now only in memory.
Are you too dear for me to bear losing?

Poets have written better lines,
Lovers have shed greater tears,
Singers have sung sweeter songs.
Can aught of mine compare to theirs?

To whom or to what did I lose you?
How did this all happen and come about?
Am I at a loss to remember
Or just very quick to forget?

Am I forsaken here without reason
Or rightly left, punished for my wrongs?
None of this makes sense to me.
Is this just bad luck or my destiny?

Every time I hear your voice
I look around but see nothing.
You haunt me; are you dead now?
Or is this all just in my head?

I sit alone now with the lights off
Where we used to sit together.
I sit in silence where we used to laugh,
I sleep alone where we used to sleep together.

I can’t live on memories,
I can’t feed on reveries,
And I can’t live in the past
Or go back even for a moment.

How can I soundly sleep?
You still haunt my dreams,
You still fill my thoughts.
Will this be too much for me?

God knows I’m withering
And this is all my misery.
I just want you here again,
I’m not used to being so alone.

“Against the Damned”

5/1/18.
Written by: Victor P.

“Against the Damned”

You wanted to have me whole,
You’ve failed in your quest.
You’ve wanted to destroy me
But I’m a child of God now.

All I can say to you now is:
God damn you,
I won’t be yours,
You’ve already lost the war.

God help me fight
Against you and your lies
Until the day I die,
You won’t ruin me.

You’ve tried so hard
To bring me down
But I am in Christ
His is the victory.

So go on and rage,
Curse and blaspheme,
Devil, you’re damned
Now and forevermore!

You hid your lies
In many half-truths,
You’ve twisted the words
And distorted the meaning.

I walked in such darkness
When I was in your kingdom
But now I walk in God’s light,
Now I hate you and your lies!

Vile fiend, you’ve ruined so many,
Twisted the truth to fit your ends,
So many blind and confused now
Are a testimony to your evil ways.

You have your minions here
Doing your damnable bidding;
It won’t go unopposed, fool,
We won’t tolerate your sick works.

You want to see the end of us all
But you know the saved are free
From your destructive lies and ends,
They’re out of your kingdom of darkness.

“See Heartless Progress”

4/4/17.
Written by: Victor P.

“See Heartless Progress”

The world sings its song:
To Hell with the children,
Protect all other living things,
Sacrifice all for our progress.

The future belongs to us,
We are the masters of our fate,
We are the engineers of our destiny,
We are the only gods of our lives.

Let peoples’ blood be shed,
Let it flow and cover the earth
As long as we get what we want.
So what if there’s blood on our hands?

Expediency is our method,
The ends justify the means.
Our goal will be achieved –
A Godless Paradise on Earth!

The gears of the progress machine
Are oiled with the blood of innocents.
Crimson streams flow everywhere,
The horizon is painted bloody red.

Heartless naturalistic pragmatism,
Foolish mechanistic functioning,
Cancerous conscienceless plans,
In a hurry on the highway to Hell.

They’re breathing murder
And spreading hatred,
They now sow to the wind and flesh,
They’ll reap the whirlwind and destruction.

They want a Godless utopia here
But they’ll only get Hell on Earth.
The greedy and ungodly fools
Will meet their sad end one day.

“More Than This”

4/12/18. 4/25/18.
Written by: Victor P.

“More Than This”

Is this what it all amounts to –
Another day much like the last?
Nothing seems to be changing.
This isn’t what I want or need.

If this is a preview of the afterlife
Then I’m not in a hurry to die.
Confused in the moment
But I just want to own it.

God, I want more than to just feel alive
Once in a while for a moment in time.
I wasn’t put here just to live and die, was I?
If this is all there is, then it’s not much at all.

There’s gotta more to this life
Than feeling lost and empty inside
When you have nowhere to go
And no one has the time for you.

I don’t wanna feel numb again,
Don’t wanna go back to the past
And relive the memories I’d rather forget.
God, let me see what You want me to see.

Remind me I’m alive in Christ,
Restore the joy of Your salvation,
Renew my soul, You make me whole,
Nothing will separate me from Your love.

I know You’ve given me all I have
And sometimes I take it for granted.
Remind me of all Your blessings
And help me to count them all.

All of these clouds around me
Are floating away, You move them,
You’re showing me You’re all I need,
You’re my all in all, my everything!

“If This Is All There Is”

3/26/17
Written by: Victor P.

“If This Is All There Is”

If this is all there is,
The here and the now
And nothing after
When we let out our last breath
Then we’re all wasting our time
So let’s waste it as we see fit,
Feed on lust, lies, sins, all of it.
What does it matter?
It doesn’t matter,
It never mattered.

If all we are is dust
And there is only matter
Then what’s the point of this
Period of time we call life?

If we all exist for a little time
And then disappear into nothing
Then do any of us really live
And if so, what’s the point of it?

Who has the answers to these questions?
Only a true fool would say
These questions don’t matter.

I’d like an answer that satisfies
My heart and my mind,
I don’t want excuses,
I want to hear the best answers
The so-called smartest and wisest can offer.

I don’t want theories that hold no weight,
I don’t want subjective nothingness,
I don’t want answers to hypothetical existence,
I want the real thing, it has to be something of substance,
I don’t want the superficial and hollow,
I want something true and something sure.

The world’s wisdom can’t answer these questions.
The worldings fail to give the answers,
All that the worldlings give amounts to
Hollow, shallow, superficial, insufficient,
Sad attempts by usaved souls to give
What they cannot because they reject
The Way and the Truth and Life,
So all they know is confusion, falsehood, and death.