I had finally understood
After so many years
Of walking after my idol...
To do is more weighty than to say.
How can you claim to love Jesus
If you have no love in your heart?
There is only one name,
And that's Jesus Christ
For the way He taught.
But, if some Muslim child in Harrisburg
Or some Hindu father in India find Him
And walk according to His law
Not knowing His name, but do according to what He says
How is it fair that God throw them into hell?
Hell is for those who deserve it,
Those who willfully walk in disobedience
And hate the truth in their very hearts.

Christ, what are you but a Name,
If we do not keep your commands?
The starving poor in Africa and India and China and South America
Who live miserable lives, more miserable than me---
My life is Paradise compared to theirs---
Do they go straight to hell when they die without Jesus?
The woman who shields children with love
While they are being killed by terrorists
Does she go to hell?
Hitler, if he had a moment of confession
Or Stalin or Mao or Pot Poi,
Do they go to heaven when they confess you?
I realize I lived a miserable life...
It's true. I don't believe Karma, because I'd be overburdened
Being rich and influenced by demons of Media.
But, I cannot say they go to hell
Or they go to heaven.
It freaks to the very bones that I cannot believe Hitler is in heaven
And a Hindu martyr, saving the lives of Children, is in hell.
Perhaps the actual Gospel was to do good while you could
Through Christ's strength, and not simply to call upon a name
In idle worship, in idle blasphemy, in idle talk.
You who do Christ's commandments, seem to be who He loves.
A name can save, if you love Him, keep His commandments.
And only that Name will save.

Que sera, sera, whatever will be will be
The future’s not ours to see, que sera, sera.

Whether good or bad, I know not actually
Just live life for Christ you see, and you’ll be happy.

Prophecies are for good and ill, you know
Live right you’ll get Heaven’s Gold.

Prophecies are for good and ill, you know
Live wrong and you’ll get hell’s scold.

Que sera, sera, whatever will be will be
The future’s not ours to see, que sera, sera.

Do you know the song I sing
It is an old one and timely

The future's not ours to see
So live life so righteouly.

No thing you do can separate
If you call on Christ you'll be great.

The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera. We know not what's the cause.

All time and space moves to the human race
One ilk gets a good world, and another does not.

You live life for good and truth
You'll be filled with Heaven's truth

You live life for self and doubt
You'll get hell's fiery pout.

Live life as a righteous son
And cleave to God the Father and Son

The Holy Spirit is good you see
Love Him and you'll get good eternally.

Que sera, sera, whatever will be will be
The future’s not ours to see, que sera, sera.

Some things in the future can be good
Some things can be bad, and should

You do what's right you'll be blessed
But if you do what's wrong you'll be left.

Love your neighbor as yourself
And Love God with your Whole through hell

To get to heaven is paved through trial and storm
Love God's Hand and you'll be warm.

I warned you of this great cost
Continue in Christ's good love

And do not sin through self
But be good and you'll be saved from hell.

Que sera, sera, whatever will be will be
The future’s not ours to see, que sera, sera.

Know Christ the Son and God the Father still
And your future will be a thrill

Fall away from that awesome race
And you'll be in a tormented place.

If in captivity you'll be good
Believe on God and His good word

Know that God is an awesome rock
So get back on the Narrow Track.

Walk in the narrow lines,
And you'll be in good worlds divine

Love your neighbor as you love yourself
And Love God with your whole strength and self.

Call upon Jesus' good wholesome name
And you'll have good worlds without shame;

Trek to be at heavenly peace, 
Through love and you'll have every need.

Know this life is a rotten pill
So love God and you'll be filled

For sin is the world's way
Therefore come to the Cross and stay.

Que sera, sera, whatever will be will be
The future’s not ours to see, que sera, sera.

Love God that awesome rock
And live life for His wholesome cause.

All prophecies shall fail
But Love that Rock shall ever prevail.

Live life righteously, and you'll get to eternity
Of Christ's good name, be still, and have His peace.

Love God and you'll go to heaven's gates
And enter through them, and never be late.

Love God with your whole good heart
Choose Him at a time when it's smart.

Walk the path and narrow road
And attain to heavenly Gold

Live a righteous life it's true
There's always time to choose.

Keep straight on the narrow way
Do not divert off into hellish straights

For that is the future you see
One path is life the other death it seems.

Choose good and you'll be filled with love
Live righteously and from above

You'll be given an eternal roof
In God's kingdom here is the proof.

Que sera, sera, whatever will be will be
The future’s not ours to see, que sera, sera.

Do you know the song I sing
The future's not ours to see,

Go on eternal roads
And seek Heaven's gold.

The best is yet to come,
Therefore earnestly stay on the road

To heavenly prize and truth
Love God and you'll be proved.

When you die you'll go to either heaven or hell
If you did good, peace will be felt

If you did evil eternal grief
And hell's brimstone and misery.

Know God is on your side
If you stay ever so wise

Love God with your whole good heart
And God shall never depart

From your blessed life in truth
Love God and you'll be proved.

Peace for eternity, shall be your eternal seal.
Love God with all you have, and you'll be glad.

Que sera, sera, whatever will be will be
The future’s not ours to see, que sera, sera.

Love God with eternal hope
And call on Christ you know

You shall have every good
And you shall have your good food.

Love God with your whole good heart
And from His love never depart

Every sin shall be forgiven
If you believe on Christ's spices.

Be salt in a world of quartz
Love God for all you're worth

Follow His good and comely prize
And you'll be forever alive.

Love God with all your hope
And in deeds and actions show

That you love your God
So fall upon that good rock.

So one last verse I will here say
Love God and Through Christ do pray.

Que sera, sera, whatever will be will be
The future’s not ours to see, que sera, sera.

Read through phonics
And contextual cues.
Learn phonemes, suffixes, prefixes
But then learn context clues as well.
We need both, that's what adapted my
Abilities.

Prelude of My Life: 
 
I

If I were to overcome the monster,
It is you, o Death, my Doppelganger.

If my life were a rags to riches tale
It would be I proved my LORD God Valid.

My life is a quest, and I seek Heaven,
More desiresome than a comely maid.

If my life were a voyage, it'd be to
Come to our current land, and see its rules.

If my life were a comedy, it'd be
That I am a bumbling love bug, too.

If my life were a tragedy, it'd be
That I will not be deceitful, so lose.

If my life were about Rebirth, it'd be
That, once wrong, I yet desire goodness.

My plot amour is love.
 
 
 
 
 








 II 

First, my call to adventure is falling in love with love.
Second, I receive wisdom of what love truly is.
Third, I meet Jorgia, the Maiden of my Dreams.
Fourth, I begin to find truth, and wisdom, and love.
Fifth, I meet my friend along the way, and he teaches me the ways of the world.
Sixth, he bombards me with Nietzsche, and Greene while I encounter many Atheists.
Seventh, I confess my life's sins, every epistle loosed from my soul.
Eighth, I learn I am not a great man, while encountered with a True Faith Preacher.
Ninth, I spend five months in jail, and two years on probation, and ten years in a shameful state.
Tenth, I find the proof of God's existence.
Eleventh, I do not know. Will I meet love, and accomplish the crux of my wisdom? Or will I perish in tragedy?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 










III 

The characters in my life, are as follows. 
The explorer, who seeks the adventurous war and cause.
The outlaw, who scorns me.
The magician, who enchants everyone around me to be my enemy.
The hero, who is Christ--not I.
The lover, where is she yet? Only in my fantasies? Or will she come?
The jester, who made my life light and free, but who teases me.
The everyman, who supped and dined with me.
The caregiver, who I would never have accomplished a thing without.
The ruler, who will neither praise nor condemn me.
The creator, who is I, the writer of this poem.
The innocent, who is brother to me.
The sage, who is my best friend.