Biography of Steven Reeve
My greatest influence in becoming a poet was my love of language and the way I could express myself, my maternal grandmother who also loved to write at one time was another inspiration.
Steven Reeve Poems
A Poem For Passover
Born a carpenter, He died a King, With His blood, He cancelled our sin.
A Sons Love
A son’s love last’s forever, It never goes away, Though he be near, Or on a distant shore far away.
A Mothers Tears
Who can replace mother, Certainly there is no other, She cares and she tries, And because of her children tears fill her eyes.
Israel, Israel, That eternal land. Israel, Israel,
In the rage of the noonday sun, In a suit of glittering light’s He doe’s come, To face death, To leave the crowd, with bated breath.
Saved, Always Saved
They told me you are saved, You will always be saved, Do what you want to do, You are saved.
Words Of Fire
Words of Fire, Words of Power, With the force of a steam train, With the speed of a bullet,
David And Goliath
With his army the giant stood, I mock your God, I will have your blood, Tonight you shall lay beneath the sod.
A Pillar Of Smoke, A Pillar Of Fire
A pillar of smoke by day, A pillar of fire by night, Before his people, The Mighty One led the way.
The Assassins Song
Today’s the day, Or so they say, The President must die, Oh, how the people will cry.
My back is broad and it is strong, Let me take your burdens, Let me be the one to carry them, . For I love you sweet child.
Listen to the babbling brook, Do you hear it whispering His Holy Name? Listen to the rustling of the leaves, Do they shout out His Holy Name?
The White Man Came:
The white man came, The white man saw, The white man desired.
I love to meet friends and socialise, But what is the point, When my mood is dark and not light, When I am not my self,
There Is No God
There is no God, some do say,
But, Well, I think another way,
When I view the colors of the morning sky,
So beautiful and bright, I know why,
For therein I see the hand of the Creator,
He who formed me, my Lord and Maker,
And when the sun shines bright,
It reminds me that on the throne of my heart, he sits by right.