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Tom Zart

Kearney, MO

#1 Mar 9, 2008
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, rape 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 Godís test of time
To measure manís 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 manís 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, Godís 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.

By Tom Zart
Tom Zart

Kearney, MO

#2 Mar 9, 2008
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.

By Tom Zart
Jenna Garcia

Sunnyvale, CA

#3 Mar 10, 2008
Sun
When I woke up today
I found myself upon the morning sun.
As I rose to my feet
I knew I was going to have a lot of fun.
I got on my clothes,
ate the breakfast I chose
and ran straight out the door.
I played on the bay,
heard the horses neigh,
and I felt warmness inside my heart.
I picked daffodils,
ran in the fields
and even ran a mile!
I had a big smile
on my face
and then decided
that I was going to race!
I raced the horses, the birds, and
even the dogs too, but I just
couldn't find the feeling inside that I longed to.
By Jenna Garcia, age 10
Caroline Garcia

Sunnyvale, CA

#4 Mar 10, 2008
Winter

Have you ever gone out in the snow,
felt the cold winter breeze
and see the white mountains glow?
Have you ever made a man out of the snow and then
played with it as you feel the coldness grow?
You can shimmy and slide
all over the place
or you can sled down the hill and have a big winter race.
Explore around and you might just find a rabbit,
a dog, or one of a kind.
When you feel that your hands are getting cold
and your toes are bold
you can go inside.
Hot cocoa and tea,
so delighting, "Yipee!"
It's burning so hot, so you let it cool down
while you take off your wet boots and
put them on the ground.
You sip your hot cocoa and it feels so good.
You choose to go outside
Because your friends say you should.
You go back outside,
and spend the rest of your day playing, and
you yell out with laughter "Yippee! Hurray!"

By Caroline Garcia, age 10
Jenna Garcia

Sunnyvale, CA

#5 Mar 10, 2008
God is the Light

God is the light,
God is the might,
God is the one
Who we can always lean on.

Jenna Garcia, age 10
Tom Zart

Atchison, KS

#6 Mar 14, 2008
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, rape 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 Godís test of time
To measure manís 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 manís 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, Godís 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.

By Tom Zart
Tom Zart

Atchison, KS

#7 Mar 14, 2008
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 weíll 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;
Heíll 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.

By Tom Zart
Tom Zart

Atchison, KS

#8 Mar 14, 2008
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,ďGod, my Father, they know not what they do.Ē

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.
It wasn't very long, and the stone was rolled away;
For Jesus resurrected, to rise on Easter Day!

By Tom Zart
Tom Zart

Atchison, KS

#9 Mar 14, 2008
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.

Goliathís 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, "Iíll soon see you dead
And when Iím through Iíll 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 Goliathís own sword David chopped off his head
Then took it to Jerusalem to prove that he was dead.

By Tom Zart
Tom Zart

Atchison, KS

#10 Mar 14, 2008
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 alleluia 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.

By Tom Zart
Tom Zart

Atchison, KS

#11 Mar 14, 2008
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.

By Tom Zart
Lori Garcia

Sunnyvale, CA

#12 Mar 14, 2008
where can you read the replys to each poem? thank you.
Mark R Long

Pennington Gap, VA

#13 Jul 22, 2011
The Boy Who Sees Demons
by M. R. Long
Once there was a boy with special vision
He had yet to understand he had a mission
It was then he met his mentor, who taught about
God and his son Jesus, the only way, no doubt
As they sat on the front porch and discussed
life, the Holy Spirit, his gifts and such
the boy would see demons, they made him fear and cower
until his mentor showed him how to stand tall like a tower
with spirit and authority he would declare,
I will not fear, I will not scare
away from me, go back to hell
and then he would say, then he would tell
the boy who saw demons, this is the way
I'll teach you what to do and teach you what to say
by the authority of God do I speak
this is also what you must seek
His story is not over and had you not guessed
I am his mentor, and for it, I am blessed
He is the first of many, I am to teach
to protect himself, leave open no breach
put on his armor and take up his shield
unsheathe his sword, the Word of God we yield
that having done all, fighting bravely to stand
waiting as a servant for the Lord's command
In the twinkling of a eye, up we go
first the dead in Christ, then the living in tow
only then can we rest and eat the marriage supper
of the lamb who became man, and did greatly suffer
and die for our sins, that we may be redeemed
by accepting him as our God, our Lord, our King
while we are at dimmer, the Earth will surely suffer
for when we leave, we shall take the buffer
that is the Holy Spirit, that keeps evil in check
and without Him, the world will be a complete total wreck
For we are at war against spiritual wickedness on high
until that man returns with this written on his thigh
KING OF KINGS AND LORD OR LORDS
for he paid the price no other could afford
the armies of Heaven on white horses will follow
they will not fall, the sting of death, they will not swallow
into the valley of Megiddo we will ride
to fight the battle and turn the tide
I pray the boy and many others at my side
if not I'm sorry Lord, for I surely do try
to build you an army as you have said
to save this generation from ending up dead
for eternity, in total darkness, away from you
even though you paid their bill before it was due
will they believe, will they accept
the salvation you offered by paying their debt
Armageddon is not the end of this broken Earth
it's a change, a new era, a spiritual rebirth
for then Satan is thrown into a pit and bound
and New Jerusalem, that Heavenly city, comes down
and Jesus Christ will sit on his throne
and reign over the Earth, every inch, every stone
Back to the boy with the special vision
don't every forget you have a mission
be strong in the Lord and remember your armor
carry yourself in truth, bravely and honor
always remember the authority you have
by the blood of Jesus, God is your dad
be careful whom you tell about your gift
for some it will disturb and cause a rift
for me it's been a honor, a lot of fun
to mentor the boy who could see demons

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