Saturday, December 21, 2013

Poetic Verses: TRUE FRIENDS AT CHRISTMAS

Poetic Verses: TRUE FRIENDS AT CHRISTMAS: How often we forget from whence we came, with all our earthly trappings. When our house was filled  with worldly goods and bundles of ...

TRUE FRIENDS AT CHRISTMAS

How often we forget
from whence we came,
with all our earthly trappings.

When our house was filled 
with worldly goods and
bundles of Christmas wrappings.

The dark days came and
the thunder roared, and
the goods we had no more.

Of those who came and
shared our home, no longer
knocks at our door.

When all was well and
the future bright and of
plenty there was no end.

The one I seldom saw at my table,
or making constant demands,
I discovered were my friends.

I am bless to have true friends
on Christmas.  

And God is my best friend.

Poetic Verses By Gamaliel H. Gooding
Copyrighted 2013

Monday, December 9, 2013

Poetic Verses: TRIBUTE TO PRESIDENT NELSON MANDELA

Poetic Verses: TRIBUTE TO PRESIDENT NELSON MANDELA:  A voice in the wilderness has been  silence by (GOD), his creator, his earthly work is done. This great man was destined from childhood t...

TRIBUTE TO PRESIDENT NELSON MANDELA

 A voice in the wilderness has been  silence by (GOD), his creator,
his earthly work is done. This great man was destined from
childhood to impact the world.  In his darkest hours, he held on
to his belief in God, belief in himself, his people and his country.

His suffering in the early years of his life and ultimately his
triumphant re-entry into society, is an unmistakable example
of how this man's determination, fortitude, his energy and his
dream of a unified Africa directed his path.

The greatness of his interlect and the strength of his conviction,
was found in  his humbleness and his  willingness to forgive
his oppressors.  This would set the stage and provide the
launching pad for a United Africa, and the destruction of
Apartheid.

This world we live in, became a better place with him in it.
His legacy that he leaves behind, will serve as a road map
for those that will continue the fight for Human Rights for
every human being.

There is still much work to do, but because of this man,
we know that it is possible.

May you rest in peace my brother.
Our prayers are with his family and the nation.

Poetic Verses By Gamaliel H. Gooding
Copyrighted 2013


Wednesday, October 30, 2013

A ROSE IN ALL OF IT'S GLORY

Invision a Rose in all of it's glory.
No matter how many times it is duplicated,
it is still the original thought of God.
The original creator of this Rose spoke
it into existence.

All other Roses followed after it's kind
in it many colors and perfect symmetry.
All things in Heaven, in Earth and beneath
were spoken into existence by this power.

Humanity is the most precious creation of
this power.  We too are like the Rose, we
dare to be different in our spirituality and
humanity because of the gift of free will.

We should never forget that we too will 
always remain the original thought of God.
That is why he redeemed us by the death
and resurrection of his son Jesus Christ.

In doing so, he redeemed us from sin, and
gave humanity an opportunity to rejoin the family
of  God, the creator of all things.

We should forever glorify his name...GOD

Poetic Verses By Gamaliel H. Gooding
Copyrighted 2012

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

MY BROTHERS (Always remember, there is nothing like family)

Unchained ankles,
unchallenged minds,
opportunity beckons.
The fields of degradation, was
replaced by future anticipation.
For the void is no longer
shapeless or deep,
that which once restricted,
no longer binds.

For the shape of our future
is woven by the golden threads of
wisdom that have always been
a part of our being.

Created by that which created all
things.  Atom for atom, for we
are truly a part of the universe.

All that supports us and sustains
us, has been provided by HE (GOD) who is
omnipotent and omnipresent.
Hold our heads high, for we are
from a great source, a great people,
a great past and we have an
even greater future.

And always remember, we are BROTHERS.

Poetic Verses By Gamaliel H. Gooding
Copyrighted 2003

MOTHER

It was not so long ago,
that you nurtured me, walked
with me and held my hand.

I was little then

You walked and talked with me,
and told me biblical stories of
creation and how it all begin.

As I grew older you would
still walk and talk with me, but
about dreams of a larger plan.

I was getting older then

And then! your teaching increased, you
became more aggressive, you were molding me
into what you thought I should be as a man.

I am grateful for having an Angelic Mother
who was patient with me, and kept me safe.

I am older now

I now understand why you walked
with me and had those talks under
that old Oak tree.

Poetic Verses By Gamaliel H. Gooding
Copyrighted 2003