Poetry


 

The Blind Man

 

He was a man like you and me,

But he was blind and could not see.

One day he heard the Lord come by,

And then it was he gave a cry.

 

“Oh Lord help me I want to see,

Blind I no longer wish to be.

Help me, oh Lord, I beg of Thee,

To see is what I ask of Thee.”

 

Jesus said, “Bring that man to me,”

And asked, “Why do you call on Me?”

The man said, “Lord I want to see,

For blind I can no longer be.”

 

Jesus said, “By the power in Me,

Oh blind man you shall surely see.”

And so the man received his sight,

And praised the Lord with all his might.

 

“The Lord healed me now I can see,

Praise Thee my Lord I do thank Thee.

Saviour and Lord forever be,

My sight is what You gave to me.”

 

This story is for you and me,

To know He died upon that tree.

He gave His life for all to be,

Saved from our sin eternally.

 

We too are blind and cannot see,

So let us seek Him earnestly.

He waits for us so patiently:

Give Him our hearts submissively.

 

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FREEDOM’S QUEST

 

Freedom is what the vast majority cry for

And what the liberating military vie for

It’s what the dictators primarily lie for

And what the oppressed silently die for

 

Freedom receives sociological definition

And reveals philosophical vision

It conceives theological exposition

And conceals political ambition

 

Freedom is by authors romantically portrayed

And by actors brilliantly displayed

By orators it’s poetically conveyed

And by believers religiously prayed

 

Freedom’s quest is fervently sought

And professed most zealously fought

Its best can never be eternally bought

But its rest is ever thankfully caught

 

(C) Emil Kirstein, April 2006

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ODE TO THE ACCOUNTANT

You are the keeper of the BOOKS

My name is written in your LEDGER

In red you wrote a CHEQUE

Drawn on the love in Father’s BANK

You did not consider it too great an EXPENSE

To once for all pay my entire DEBT

To sin and death I had been SOLD

Tetelestai’ you wrote on my RECEIPT

It is finished—it is PAID IN FULL

The blood requisite PURCHASE PRICE

Without using a farthing in the PETTY CASH

None of my own works and hard earned INCOME

To life eternal I have been BOUGHT

Now I make daily entries in my JOURNAL

And nightly I settle my ACCOUNTS

Before I am even INVOICED

You grant me REMITTANCE

You continuously inspect my INVENTORY

And erase all errors—negligible or GROSS

Your mercy is not FOR SALE

It is freely obtained without any COST

Worthless you count my CAPITAL ACQUISITIONS

And useless you reckon my DEPOSITED FUNDS

Where none is deserved you give me CREDIT

As a pearl you hold me as your priceless ASSET

And as the apple of your eye I am APPRECIATED

You certify my growing NETT WORTH

And keep my mansion room in RESERVE

An inheritance I will never TRADE

I reflect you in all my STATEMENTS

But the world sees my commitment as a LIABILITY

And suggests wiles for INCREASED REVENUE

Wicked ways that will only lead to LOSS

Such as unscrupulous INVESTMENT SCHEMES

But your name soars my MARKET VALUE

In your eyes I will never DEPRECIATE

And by grace secure unseen PROFITS

While you set me free of burdens TAXING

I accumulate heavenly treasure and WEALTH

You issue me with everlasting EQUITY

And offer GUARANTEED DIVIDENDS

I eagerly await your imminent due RETURN

And the compiling of the closing BALANCE SHEET

When you will represent me at the final AUDIT

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(Author of Quest for Freedom)

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HAIR

∞ § ∞ § ∞ § ∞

I’ve got hair in my ears

I’ve got hair in my nose

I’ve got hair on my back

I’ve got hair on my toes

I’m getting older

∞ § ∞ § ∞ § ∞

Hair all over my clothes

Hair all over my bed

Need some hair on my teeth

Need some hair on my head

I’m getting even older

∞ § ∞ § ∞ § ∞

My hair is changing style

My hair is graying fast

My hair is thinning out

Me having hair is past

I’m really getting old

∞ § ∞ § ∞ § ∞

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© Emil Kirstein

(Author of Quest for Freedom)

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