Reshaping the Moral Code

 

 

Insensitivity and numbness

It doesn’t matter and apathy,

Completely irrelevant and outdated

No sympathy or empathy.

 

Could’ve been me but it is not

Once a principle but now it’s rot,

“It’s your worry not mine

I’m not anchored to any spot.”

 

Book of fairy tales and myths;

No more perhaps even less,

Let’s move on from ancient times,

Time for a moral redress.

 

No woman and no man

Time to include all that is trans,

What will we do with sperm and egg?

Man will come up with a plan.

 

No he, no she, no him, no her,

They and them seem pretty neat,

Change overnight and back next day,

Change even as we speak.

 

Stand for nothing

To include everything,

Be updated and become relevant!

Have an absolute fling!

 

Trans-man and woman

Trans-woman and man,

Sperm and egg will never collide:

A very unfruitful plan.

 

Yet these are “family oriented”

And want to have children

But if they mate from morn till night

“No children” will still be a problem.

 

Sperm to the back-end

Regarding the case of man and man,

But absolutely nothing doing

No matter how grand.

 

Women kissing and touching

And having a great time

But any chance of getting offspring

Can only be in the mind.

 

 

What used to be stark wrong

Is now considered all right

And those who do not go along

Are regarded as not bright.

 

These unnatural unions

Cannot propagate on their own

So, from where do they get a child?

From a foster home.

 

Governments in their brilliance

Are rewriting their laws

To accommodate this immorality

With its obvious flaws.

 

Wretchedness is passed off

As a modern-day virtue

And righteousness is denounced

As a mythical view.

 

The God-fearing and the God-like

Are being forced into a corner

With the so-called new morality

Gobbling up the former.

 

 

 

May God have mercy

Upon the souls of unrighteous men

Who, in an attempt to change His Law,

Exacerbate humanity’s problem.

 

The problem of original sin

And all its attendant consequences

When at first Satan, the Devil,

Breached man’s defenses.

 

“Hath God said?” He asked Eve

Back in the garden of Eden,

And today since anything goes

There is reckless freedom.

 

Stewart Russell © February 16, 2023

His Word His Will His Way

 

 

Welcome to the New Year

It’s January 1^st, 2023,

I'm giving God thanks and praise

For life and prosperity.

 

For life and prosperity

Come from the hand of God

Even if it appears to be delivered

By Satan, aka King Fraud.

 

“A year of new beginnings”

And we say this every year

But new beginnings come to us

Each and every day.

 

And thus, our goal should be

A daily resolved review,

Not waiting for the New Year

To start all over anew.

 

His word, His will, His way

Constantly before our mind

Reflecting on all of life

In our God-given time.

 

Starting off with His word

For it is the manual of life

That will maximize our sojourn here

Be there peace or strife.

 

Learning of His will

As we study the manual, His word,

And regardless of men’s wisdom

With that manual concur.

 

 

That we may walk in His way

That leads to eternal life

And particularly so in this day

Where evil is onerously rife.

 

“Hath God said?” you’d recall

The words of that talking snake

And ever since that beginning

Evil lies in his wake.

 

And so, as we begin this year

Do not dwell on resolutions

But focus on the living word of God

To rid us of our delusions.

 

Delusions of grandeur, I say,

That obscure the will of God,

That make evil good and good evil

At home as well as abroad.

 

His word, His will, His way,

This is the order that’s correct

And the way the world demands,

We must stoutly reject.

 

We are not now gods

And never will we be

Though this is the mind of many

That through blind eyes see.

 

 

God’s word reveals His will

And His will points out the way,

It therefore behooves us one and all

To walk in His way this year.

 

Happy New Year to you

And thanks for your support,

God’s Word, God’s Will, God’s Way,

Is the law of Heaven’s court.

 

Stewart Russell © January 1, 2023