JUDGE NOT

I am not bound by ancestral spirits,

To do as my forefathers did!

While allowing for similarities,

Animalism is not my bid.

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While ‘bearing one another’s burdens’

I am obliged to ‘bear my own.’

To each his own, responsible

I am to occupy my own throne.

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I do not inherit my father’s traits.

I am a poet, he is not!

He had a way with words, in speech.

Eloquence I have not got!

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Consensually I sin, he did too.

“All have sinned and come short

Of the Glory of God.”  So far away,

We are tempted sometimes to abort!

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But what I do he is not responsible.

He has his own thing to do!

His son does not have to do as he does.

He is accountable, too!

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Contractually I am as far away

Or near to my Father above.

As near has everything to do with

And how we receive His love!

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My grandfather did not receive His love.

My father did, so did I!

Do not you think our Father in Heaven knows

Who His child is and also, why?

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Sam Cox (is not the judge) 04.04.04

FATHER’S

Of course, rough going!  Not in heaven yet!

Does God help along in spite of mind-set?

We struggle against!  But deliverance ever!

He never fails us, never fails to deliver!

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Such a happy childhood until father died!

India, in a rowboat, wide river, crocodiles

I reached out for what I thought was a river wild plant

A crocodilian nose waiting to devour.

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Recognition then as my father’s oar

Lifted my hand, well that’s what oars are for!

Then it came down with a resounding whack!

Reptile disappeared but soon it came back!

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Got under the boat to tip is over!

Uncle Fred, with his shotgun, no not over!

Shot that huge tail, disappeared in a flash!

Went down for a tail-nursing and did not come back.

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Many such incidents:  mother, one night

Saw wide eyes approaching, wide and bright!

Mother screamed!  Panther disappeared!

Positive it was a panther, villagers feared!

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Such incidents happened, sure many a time!

Life expectancy?  Would not give a dime!

For longevity, with disease and such!

Disease took my father, I loved so much!

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Turned my back on God!  Was He teaching me,

His fatherhood over all humanity?

Not satisfied!  My own loving dad,

For years, embittered sad heart, turned bad!

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Sure, I returned!  His love drew me in!

After spent too much time in sin!

Sinful habits, vary hard to break!

Who say otherwise, my own huge mistake!

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Now 90 years later, here I am, living for Him.

He who died to save me from every sin.

Preparing for heaven, what else is there?

Heaven’s bliss with others share!

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 Where the Sam is going, thank God!

“Oh, come and go with me to my Father’s house!”

06.07.12