Justin Reamer Poems

I cry to You, Yahweh,
my Rock! Do not be deaf to me,
for if You are silent, I shall go
down to the Pit like the rest.
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Disdain grows in my heart,
As you look at me in that way,
For I am tired of your wanton acts
And your malevolent ways.
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Riding the jackhammer,
I vibrate quite quickly,
Moving up and down with every motion,
And I feel the vibrations going crazy,
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His head, oval shaped,
Long and protruded,
Eyes sinking into his skull
As if he never slept
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A man with an egg-shaped face;
Big, hairy gorilla arms hanging at his sides;
Strong legs like pillars that carry palaces, bridges, and temples of old;
Mahogany hair
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Happy the man
who never follows the advice of the wicked
or loiters on the way that sinner take,
or sits about with scoffers,
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Why this uproar among the nations?
Why this impotent muttering of pagans-
kings on earth rising in revolt,
princes plotting against Yahweh and His Anointed,
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Yahweh, more and more are turning against me,
more and more rebelling against me,
more and more saying about me,
'There is no help for him in his God.'
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Answer me when I call You,
O God who declares me innocent.
Free me from my troubles.
Have mercy on me and hear my prayer.
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Ally, you are my dear friend,
And I am thankful for all that you do,
For you are very special to me.
You are a very good friend,
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