The Okcitykid – A Peaceful Vet

You can dissagree, because I have not found anyone to agree with me yet, but I still believe what I believe.

The rapture already happened. I wished I had the time to study, or money to hire historians to research my theory, but I have neither.

When I was in the Navy, I was fortunate enough to take a tour of the Catacombs of Rome, and they are huge. You can’t see them all in one day and the Catholic Church has part of the catacombs blocked off. An historian escorted us around and there I learned the biggining of the Catholic church.

This is what made me think, there are symbols etched into the walls that they still are not sure of the meaning. That doesn’t make sense.

So this is what I concluded. While the first of the Roman ceasars who would be converted to Christianity and become the first pope was still persecuting the Christians, word came to him that the Christians were gone. Ceasar knowing how Jesus had promised to return and take his followers could not let anyone know that they were taken for fear of being overthrown himself by a fearful angry people should they realize this. So he claimed to be converted and became the first pope of a church who would destroy any beliefs contrary, and so he did. That’s what I believed happened.

What is going to happen next is that Jesus and the Christians will return, and the kingdom on earth will be as it is in heaven as we were taught to pray.

It’s Nothing Personal

If people don’t like you
They won’t like you
Can’t make them like you
No need to hurt eternal
Caus it’s nothing personal
Some like the cactus
Others the flower
Some want a butterfly
Others the life after life of the crow
What we know is
No one will like everyone
Some will like no one
Others will only like some one
No need for that hurt feel
No need to die
or wonder why
Reach as hard as you may
Can’t reach the sky
Building bridges to no where
Take you no place
Don’t matter no how
Just say, “Whatever”
Go on
Notice those who do care
If you can’t find anyone
There is one man who loves everyone
They call him the son
If there is no one else
Reach out to that one

By: Roger Harkness
12/21/2009

Guilt By Default

My face smeared across the basement
A picture defaced
All goodness erased
In my disguise
I wait for peace to arise

Stepped on
I take a step down
Against an attack
I took a step back

My precious stones
polished for no one
Awaiting the rise
of the one they call the son

Some say I am wrong
But God knows I’ve hurt no one
I’ve loved, cared and shared
Ask for nothing from no one

Guilty they are ashamed
and make me the blame
Until proven innocent
Jesus sees all the same

By:  Roger Harkness
12/20/2009

To My Enemies

To all my enemies
who find fault in all the little things
and ignore the big things
like love and caring
I am the great one
Not afraid to die
Not afraid to love

By:  Roger Harkness
10/20/09

Friendship

You need a friend
I understand
I need a friend
Understand
I have about
A million things that need to come out
You have emotions you want to feel
Daily, the world tries to kill
That’s what happens when a bird learns to fly
Its got to get loose
or face the noose of a rope
You can’t cope with being alone
You can’t stick around
I know the tone
Someday the song will mix with the music
The little lamb will find its mother
For now
We have to help each other

By:  Roger Harkness

Mother Wakes At Noon

Chains reaching up from the ground
No one
Nobody to be found
None

Butterflies sing that song
You know the one
That one no one hears
Nobody
None

Wind blows the trees
When I look up
They’re pointing down
At me
And there is no one
Nobody around
None
Just me
And the ground

But at noon
When the sun reaches its height
on the twenty first day
of the twelfth month
In the year – 2012
An earthquake
will brake me free

You looking at me
Waiting
For the day
The ground shakes
The day mother will awake
The ground opens up
swallow up the pain
brake the chains

You’ll see me
Free
to be with you

You will see me
And there
We will be
All accusing fingers will be braking
Hatred back biting bitterness shaking
and love
Taking its place
In a new time
In the year 2012

By: Roger Harkness
09/12/09

What’s Inside Of You

Those who live long wish to die soon
Those about to die wish to live long
Its never right
Why is everything always wrong
So who wrote the rules
I have a few things to say to that one
They say be happy
So be happy
and they find something you did wrong
Then they will say
It is because we love you
What’s up with this always finding something wrong song
Just go on
Pay no attention
Nothing to see here
Except fear
Afraid to say what is on your mind
Afraid they will laugh at you for
A long long time
The straight road is square
Boring
A crooked road is wasteful
And I have a bucket full of things to save
No place to store them
Do you have room for me
Will you be my friend
Oh I’m sorry
Did I ask you to sin
You can blame me for what you feel
And I’ll take my pill
But there is a darkness inside of you
The light may never fill

By:  Roger Harkness
09/11/09

The Hearts Are Tested

In this place
The hearts are being tested
Hearts made of stone sink and drown
The rest live forever
Learn to float
Son
The test of a strong man
Is a man who can still care
After being treated unfair
God is loving
Giving the careless an excuse
But don’t you
Die young too
Live on through
Be yourself
Don’t fight your life
It’s given to you to learn
Experience and feel
It’s a test
Everything before you
Is a lesson for you
A test of you
Pay attention
Take care
And do well

By:  Roger Harkness

The First American Lived Before Christ, In China

A poem I posted in November of last year I re-posted on my Facebook, because Confucius was a very smart man.  But there is something very strange that he does that I could never understand.

First of all, this was before television was invented, before the days that we were all brain washed, plus there was far more oxygen in the air and a whole lot less paranoia.   Even though they hadn’t gone to the moon or was driving SUVs, people were very smart about the important things, they had what science calls “common sense.”  Something that got lost I think when we invented SUVs, but I’m not certain about that.  Just trying to make you understand that intelegence was alive and well and Confucious was one of the wisest.

Confucious taught something that was very strange that I could not understand.  He would have men and women seperated, they were not allowed to even walk together.  Women had to walk on one side of the street and men on the other.  That seemed so ignorant and yet it came from such an intellagent man.

I’ve lived 50 years now and I see that nothing on this earth has hurt me more than women, yet, nothing on this earth have I loved more than women.  Now this is really strange.  It seems the more I love women the more I am hurt by them, yet it is love that they seek and it is love that I give.  This is a great mystery folks.  This falls right in there with rocket science, and I’m not a rocket scientist, so I’m just really confused.

Why is it that God made it so that men and women would want each other, yet be so different that they keep missunderstanding eachother and hurting one another.  It occured to me that inorder to survive, you’ve got to forgive, or you can’t live.  I’m telling you this is a fact.  You’re going to get sick and tired and probebly die of cancer if you don’t forgive those who hurt you.   So we are forced to learn to forgive or we won’t live.

Forgivness I believe is one of the greatest virtues there will every be.  Maybe Jesus didn’t exist, or like Islam believes, did not die on the cross.  No matter.  The story is full of moral.  The greatest story ever told, whether true or not.  After all the ugly things they had done to him, just before he dies, he says, “Father forgive them for they know not what they do.”  Simply amazing, and he teaches that we should be like him.  So maybe men and women were created so different so that we could learn to be more like the greatest story ever told.

If you can forgive those who have hurt you, you are a better person, and probably a happier person and a healtheir person than those who cannot forgive you.

Alfred’s Song

The page of truth we do not speak
We speak only of the pages edge
Who will cross the page
Realise its hight and depth
No one
It has never been done
The truth in the sky is hidden
by an artificial light
Sunshine relieves the pain
of the freezing rain
And at times seems insane
Falling taller than the stone
A frog jumps for no one
A frog jumps alone
And Alfred has written a song
No one will understand

By: Roger Harkness
7/2009