**22 **My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?
This is what Jesus quoted on the cross, to indicate the reason He died.
**2 **O my God, I cry in the day time, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.
Jesus cried out for the repentance of the people, so He wouldn’t have to die. “Father, if it is your will, take this cup from me.” But the people sinned, and therefore put Him to death.
**3 **But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.
He is Holy, and is the praise of Israel.
**4 **Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
The people like Noah, and Abraham, and David trusted in God, and He did deliver them. So also, He’ll deliver Christ—through the resurrection.
**5 **They cried unto thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.
They cried onto God, and He delivered them, because they trusted in Him, and were not confounded. How many of us are confounded when trouble comes? But Christ wasn’t confounded. Like Abraham was with Isaac, He knew God would provide the lamb, and would not suffer Christ to see decay.
**6 **But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.
He is low. He was impoverished, and lower than the prostitutes. The people saw nothing in Him to glorify, and saw He was nothing, so they mocked Him. Except the poor and destitute whom He healed.
**7 **All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,
And the people mock Him on the cross,
**8 **He trusted on the Lord that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.
They said let God deliver Him—which they did, if you remember. They said that very thing to Jesus on the cross.
**9 **But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother's breasts.
He was in His mother’s womb, and trusted on His mother’s breast, John the Baptist leapt for joy at Christ, when he was in his mother’s womb, because Jesus was the Christ.
**10 **I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother's belly.
He was given to God from the womb. He was God’s servant even in the womb.
**11 **Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.
There was no one to help Him. They all fled the scene, when Christ was being crucified, and God would not help Him either. He was going to be put to death, for the sin of the world.
**12 **Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
Many evildoers compassed Him, Pilate, Caiaphas, the priests, the Roman guards. God would not deliver Him, but rather gave Him over to death.
**13 **They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
They accused Him of wanting to supplant the temple, and burn it down. And they forged a lie against Him, that got Him in trouble. It was all false accusations, and these people lied about Him so much, and they had HIm crucified for nothing He did wrong. Just for a misinterpreted metaphor.
**14 **I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
WHen He was on the Cross, his bones would have pulled out of joint, and when He was pierced, water poured out of His wound. His heart was troubled, and He was about to suffer a heart attack, which is consistent with John’s Gospel.
**15 **My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
He was very afraid on that day, and sweat blood, and His tongue cleaved to His mouth, and He had no rest, as He was being put to death and shame for our sins.
**16 **For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.
Here, the assembly of Dogs put Him to death. It talks about His crucifixion, where He had His feet and hands pierced. And that is the word there.
**17 **I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.
He didn’t lose a bone, despite being scourged—which could take out bones from the body—like the Lamb of God at the sacrifice, His bones were not broken.
**18 **They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.
The centurions cast lots for His garments, as it says. They took His garments from Him, and cast lots over them, because they were greedy for His only possession. Really, the only possession Jesus had, which may have been made by His mother and was His most cherished possession. Like Joseph’s coat of many colors. Imagine losing your most prized possession, the thing you held dear, after being brutally tortured and put to death. And He did it for the World’s Sin.
**19 **But be not thou far from me, O Lord: O my strength, haste thee to help me.
He’s crying out to God to raise Him, and give Him victory over the Grave.
**20 **Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog.
Do not let His soul be given to the Sword or the power of the dog. Don’t let Him be placed in Hell for eternity. Rather, He wants God to raise Him, and give Him victory over the Grave, and therefore, our Sins.
**21 **Save me from the lion's mouth: for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns.
He has cried out to God like a Shofar. He has sounded his Harp, and cried out to God for His life to be redeemed from the grave. He has made His petition known, and has sounded His plea. He made known to God His petition
**22 **I will declare thy name unto my brethren: in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.
And He made known His petition among the brethren, and in the congregation. He showed His faith, and spoke truth in the Synagogue every Saturday. He spoke truth and brought many to truth, and would not hide His confession, but spoke it boldly.
**23 **Ye that fear the Lord, praise him; all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him; and fear him, all ye the seed of Israel.
Everyone who fears the LORD, should praise Him. Everyone who believes in the LORD should praise His name. Everyone who is the seed of God, which is Israel, whom are His elect servants upon the Earth, all the saved are Israel, and His blood born people too.
**24 **For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; neither hath he hid his face from him; but when he cried unto him, he heard.
God did not despise the affliction and wrath Jesus bore. And God did not hide His face from Christ when Jesus cried out to Him.
**25 **My praise shall be of thee in the great congregation: I will pay my vows before them that fear him.
He paid His vows, which was His own blood for the mercy of us sinners. He didn’t sin, and was the Corban Sacrifice made, in Abraham’s Seed, for the redemption of all peoples and nations.
**26 **The meek shall eat and be satisfied: they shall praise the Lord that seek him: your heart shall live for ever.
The meek shall eat and be satisfied. They shall praise the LORD—in heaven, they’ll have eternity, and eat, and be filled—and their heart shall live forever. They will go to heaven, and live for eternity with good hearts, and strong resurrected Bodies.
**27 **All the ends of the world shall remember and turn unto the Lord: and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee.
For all eternity, this Gospel will be claimed, and it will be preached in remembrance. It will be talked about, and the nations shall worship Christ, when He returns upon the clouds, and subdues them at Armageddon. Then, once they are subdued, Christ will be worshipped by all the nations of the Earth.
**28 **For the kingdom is the Lord's: and he is the governor among the nations.
The LORD’s is the kingdom, and Christ is the Governor of all the nations. He is most High, and the LORD’s Word come in the Flesh. He is the Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and the End, and all things shall be subjected to Christ Jesus at the end.
**29 **All they that be fat upon earth shall eat and worship: all they that go down to the dust shall bow before him: and none can keep alive his own soul.
The LORD shall make His servants fat and eat, and He shall trouble some, for none can keep alive their soul. Only Christ can keep alive our soul. Only Christ can perform our salvation, and accomplish our rest. We cannot save ourselves, we are completely at Jesus’ mercy.
**30 **A seed shall serve him; it shall be accounted to the Lord for a generation.
The Offspring of Zion shall serve God. The seed of Zion shall serve The Most High. His shall be accounted for a generation. When Christ returns the second time, He shall be born of the Daughter of Zion, and return upon the clouds of heaven, and Her seed shall rule as Christ. And we along with Him. And this seed shall serve the Lord God Jehovah-Jireh.
**31 **They shall come, and shall declare his righteousness unto a people that shall be born, that he hath done this.
And they shall declare the LORD’s righteousness to they who shall be born. That Jesus had done this great thing, and gave us victory over death.

You see that I am unhappy
And you then say, "Aha, Aha!"
Without knowing, o thou foul fool
You destroyed my wealth, heart and joy.
As a kid I was full of joy.
I had love in great, great measure.
Rich off the sweet fat of friendship.
Then you all taught me how to sin.
And joy slowly stripped away, self--
I was told to love;---and you too.
Your counsels made me so selfish.
And then you say, "Why, fool, don't you
"Rejoice with the world like we?"
And I say, "I'd rather suffer
"For doing no wrong, than rejoice
"In the mournful glee you possess.
"And then return to my joys once
"Again, when I enter heaven.
"For here, is no more of those great
"Ecstasies I have once tasted."

Bonaventura Francesco Cavalieri;
How you bring your math to the forefront.
You discover Geometric Series,
And combined them with Babylonian math--
Of area underneath a slope--
And the knowledge of Asymptotes, so
Leibniz and Newton discover Calculus.

It was said, at the beginning, men had no law. Each carried on in their own way, and did whatever their heart pleased. And there was such disorder, that none among men could agree on what was good or wise. And the truth was suppressed, for none could listen to it. Thus, a philosopher said, "Submit your yoke to the Son of Heaven." All were aghast at this, "Who does this fool mean?" Alas, God Himself wrote with His fingers upon the Tablet of Sapphire His statutes, and Himself came in the Flesh of a Man and died upon a cross. And raised. And He lived, and He spake... therefore, to give us knowledge. For without this first principle, there could be none, and the wise were turned to fools, and the fools to the wise. Thus, Four Scribes wrote down a witness of this Son, His very deeds and words, and it was said, "This is the Son of Heaven. He is the king, who presides over all; therefore, his Twelve Dukes shall preside under Him, and their teachings shall be as His." Thus, when men finally succumbed to Wisdom, they had peace and rest.

©2025 B. K. Neifert
All Rights Reserved

1. The Amateur

So defensive are you,
My good friend, for your soul
Cries out every word. Speak!
One day you may be the
Grandmaster poet. Though know
“A sigh is just a sigh
“A kiss is still a kiss,”
Therefore, seek the fortune
Of friendship… not barren
Craft of your own echoes.
Cares, joys, life lived in verse;
It will pass you by… she
Will look on you when you’re
Old, and say, “Where had you
“Lived?” and you will say, “I
“Lived in my mind…” and die
Knowing life was out there.
Yet, trapped in the silence,
And adventure is not
Possible, for a meek
Soul is your possession:
Write… yet know few truly
Can read. It’s all mirrors;
They don't actually know you.
As that is how they’re trained.

2. A Vision of my Future Wife

I see you, with your eyes so bright...
Looking at me in a vision.
Awake... alive...
Your beautiful face 
Framed by your eyes
Wholesome, true, for me.
Is it adoration? No.
Simple friendship and love.
It is that you like me...
And we love each other for all days.
And your eyes, shift to that wholesome desire,
They narrow, and look down.
Not bashful, or ashamed...
Simply as my wife,
With whom I will share true friendship.

3. Love

Your auburn hair—eyes so awake—
The beautiful nose, and teeth…
Lips with sensuous lines…
Will you smile for me?
Will I hold you in the moonlight?
Will our scent be filled in our room?
Will our house smell of us and our things?
I know nothing… save that I love you.
Laws change, wisdom changes, all things change.
History is written by victorious warlords.
Romance is defined by a few misanthropes.
Philosophy made new by new sages;
And then again forgotten except by other forgotten sages.
But, I know between us, what is defined
And my heart beats for you.

4. Calculus

Bonaventura Francesco Cavalieri;
How you bring your math to the forefront.
You discover Geometric Series,---
And some say Archimedes was close,---
And combined them with Babylonian math---
Of area underneath a slope---
And the knowledge of Asymptotes, so
Leibniz and Newton discover Calculus.

5. My Love

My Love is not a mathematician,
Like me.
She is not a student of literature,
Like me.
She is not a historian,
Like me.
She knows no psychology,
Like me.
She doesn’t understand politics,
Like me.

Why do I love her, though?
Because she understands something more worthy
To be called a subject…
Which is how to authentically love another person.
When we talk, she listens,
And she understands me.
She knows my ideas,
And often repeats them like her own.
She is loyal to me, and no one else.
She loves me… you understand?

I would give up all wisdom for her,
Save that one Lawful wisdom on how to love.
I’d be poor, and a ploughboy for her.
I’d give up my dreams and forfeit all knowledge
Just to know her.
For, what better thing is there on Earth?
Than to love the one who loves you?

6. Happiness

You see that I am unhappy
And you then say, "Aha, Aha!"
Without knowing, o thou foul fool
You destroyed my wealth, heart and joy.
As a kid I was full of joy.
I had love in great, great measure.
Rich off the sweet fat of friendship.
Then you all taught me how to sin.
And joy slowly stripped away, self, 
I was told to love;---and you too.
Your counsels made me so selfish.
And then you say, "Why, fool, don't you
"Rejoice with the world like we?"
And I say, "I'd rather suffer
"For doing no wrong, than rejoice
"In the mournful glee you possess.
"And then return to my joys once
"Again, when I enter heaven.
"For here, is no more of those great
"Ecstasies I have once tasted."

7. The Merchant

He lived life, a noble life.
It was not great, nor was it strong.
It was meekly blown by winds of fortune and chance
Where men could sail over the billows of foam—
He the sailor of life, not the captain nor the crow’s nest,
But the tar who shined the deck.
Fortunes were lost, fortunes were gained
Time was spent in vain and in noble pursuits.
Love was scorned and love was embraced.
Neither pirate nor a soldier,
But a marine upon a merchant ship…
He bore no arms, but was virtue itself.
His voice mild and tender, and without force…
He sung a thousand songs on that ship, never made rich
But never made poor.
The ship of life we sail.

8. Five Limericks

I talked to my girl last Tuesday;
She fell off the horse in a lewd way.
Cause she got steaming drunk
And called me a hunk
But I said “Ma'am it must be April Fool’s Day.”

I sent my son to the bar.
He couldn’t make it very far.
He came back with a degree
But I wanted some mead
Yet to scold him I hadn’t the heart.

I had some stomach pain;
My mistress, she had the same.
So we sat on the pot
And juggled a lot,
And that’s how Ol’ Scotty O’Neal was made.

The poet was told by the thief,
“You have nothing,” oh what a relief.
So the poet turned some lines
The thief drank a flagon of wine,
And the poet won himself peace.

There was a dog that always howls,
And a cat that had always prowled.
The Woman of the keep
Made a great leap,
When they couldn't even catch a mouse.

9. Fall of the Roman Empire

The fall of the Roman Empire,
Romans fight with Goths and Visigoths,
Vandals and Franks, as they also fight.
Then, the German Suebi, and Sciri and Rugii and Heruli
Fight their wars with the Goths and Visigoths.
Comes the Huns from the East,
And the many factions war.
And as the Western Empire dies,
Europe is born, from Franks, Vandals
Visigoths and Goths
Suebi, and Sciri and Rugii and Heruli,
Who become French, and Germans, and Spanish
And Portuguese. 

10. Jim

I read an unapologetic account of the life of one man.
The most wretched human being, the most soulless,
The one with the least amount of love for anyone but himself.
I read it, and understand... yes... this world is built for him.
Let him have it. All of what he's saying is false...
But he will never know, as his lifestyle becomes more popular.
And then, people who want the real thing
Will never have it. Because of Jim.
A 71 year old swinger.

11. Genius

If rich, you shall be seen by all.
If poor, you shall be ignored...
So said the poet McGonagall. 

If we just read it without music...
Not that artificial bell and hop...
Just read it like prose,
And let the music naturally aspirate...
It would not create the funny effect it does.
And we'd get an entire education.

I must say, I see myself in him.
I see myself in Chaucer, also.
What we learn, is politics makes the man;
And boasts leave you destitute.
But, McGonagall is right.
Genius is rewarded, more for the wealthy
Than for the poor.

12. Genius

Genius is rewarded,
Yet only if you're rich.
The poorer you are, the less there's to get.
The poor in their factories
Many a man,
Were by the blackness of coal
Worldly damned.
They could be great inventors
Or artists, or the sons of the dawn.
Yet, they died poor and miserable,
Enriching their magnate's sons.
Their peers say, "Enough!
"Try not to reach for the skies!
"Just do your work, and let your ambitions die!"
So they do, and are said to be stupid like you...
Yet if a wealthy man, no one would say it were true. 

13. Investing Advice

Find a way to make a lump sum
Of 1,000,000 dollars.
Invest in stock that pays out 5% dividends;
Or buy CDs at 4% annual interest.
Gambling.

Other than that,
You go into 120,000 dollars of debt
To purchase a degree
In an industry that may or may not exist in ten years.
You get brainwashed by bad information
And radicalized.
Too much debt.

Or, you go work for 15 dollars an hour
At some job, which never increases
And 10 years later your 15 dollars is worth 33%
Of what it was originally valued.
Too much work for too little.

Or you go to trade school,
Learn a blue collar job--which is safe--
But for someone who has a physical disability
Or isn't the most coordinated
This may not be an option.
Good for someone who has keen body awareness.

Or you become an Engineer or Doctor 
Or Accountant or Lawyer. Which loads a person with a lot of debt.
And some people may not be the best student
So won't do well in those professions.
Good for A students.

Go into the Military
Or become Police.
Good for ruining your faith in humanity.

14. A Basic Love Poem

Roses are red,
Violets are blue;
Come find me my love,
So our lives are made new.

Through the lattice
And by a cracked door,
The keyhole is found
And you I’ll adore.

Come find my my love
And we’ll be ever at peace.
We shall be wed to our deaths
And indulge every feast.

Roses are red,
And violets are blue;
I know not your face
But hope you come soon.

15. I Sit Upon my Chair, and I Wonder

I sit upon my chair, and I wonder…
What have liars said of love?
Was it all knowing, all seeking, all encompassing?
Was it brave? Was it irresponsible? Was it foolish?
When I was young I knew, and knew love well in me
Through every moment… every pretty girl out there, gave me
Swells of infatuation.
Now, I have dim feelings.
But, spark the fire again in me…
I know I am better for it.

16. As a Poet, I Put My Heart to School

As a poet, I put my heart to school,
Listening carefully to my tutor's words.
They impressed upon me, though once a fool,
A wide girth of knowledge and no great curse.
I saw the hyacinth grow, tuft to bell,
And its sweet perfume was sweet to my nose.
For life without poetry would be hell,
So no snob of this age can turn me cold;
Though they write upon my gray epitaph:
"He was lame, and dull of mind and so dumb,"
I harmed, know this all, I harmed at the last
Through my heart's pleasing epistles no one.
For without my songs I would then turn dark
And never found God, I would not be smart.
And at last, with fortunes made I'd turn black;
And upon my good God have turned my back.
For with the knowledge of this shining craft,
I have made to God a divine road-map.
I have laughed, and shed many a clear tear
And written of peace, for two dozen years.

17. A Poem

I look upon the rosy world
And I say, “My, how things have changed.”
Yet cruelty still abounds my dear,
It just took on a different name.
Suffering has been great and cruel
The mind dulled by the loathsome sting;
Where once men ate porridge and gruel
They now feast on sweets, figs and wings.
Yet they have no love to caution
And no comfort of greatest springs.
Where once all men had to suffer
Now in pleasure they call it king.
Thus, I wrest from my own demons
To warm my fellows with my wise.
I spar with them with sword and shield
And I kill them by being kind.
Yet I gaze at the prideful looks
And I shake my head with great grief.
I see revelry is partook
And I see none do lack their needs.
I say, “World is fat, and full
“And all eyes feast upon sweet pears.
“The white of their dolce, oaky flesh
“Says now, ‘Never have to beware.’”
Yet the world has coldest hearts
And men have sought the golden prize;
Wealth exchanged for loving virtue
Pleasure exchanged for what is wise.
And what was a good world turned back
To what was impoverished and grey;
As my expressive face grew flat
I found I needed Christ always.
For if I acted right and true
And wrestled my demons, not yours;
I’d be a better man, who soon
Would lift your sorrowed heart some more.
For I could light you with a fire
And make you taste what I now know;
All love and goodness and great joys
From Lord God Jesus Christ do flow.

©2025 B. K. Neifert
All Rights Reserved