Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Ballad of a Wartime Hero

Ballad of a Wartime Hero

Lost in the wilderness
Trapped in a circle of death
Pray we don't lose many
Hope we still have time left
 
Crawling out with the trees
Calling out all I know
Death flies by in the breeze
Along with all mortal souls
 
The enemy is coming in
There's nothing we can do
Stand proud and stand tall
Only the fortunate few
 
Haze drawn up under breath
Can't look and see
Blinded by all the death
All this to be free
 
Trapped into another world
Where people turn unto themselves
Faith begins and ends here
Along with about everything else
 
Praying for my wife and kids
Hoping to see another day
For everyone I haven't met
Least comes the day when all this goes away
 
We came a long way
Only to meet survival
Killing for a living
Living for a revival
 
A sane man will die
An insane man will die as well
Nothing is safe here
When we are all trapped in hell
 
Over and over it goes
Another one down with everyone else
Forever with never it knows
Death spins round like nothing you've ever felt
 
As we creep
As it creeps
The days go by
Who we be
Who is he
As angels have to die
 
Opening up my heart of stone
Leaving nobody here alone
Everyone here leaves with me
For our chance to be free
 
We will fight
and damn it we will win
Stand up with me tonight
and tomorrow will rise again
 
Cause we are soldiers
and we are young
Forever and ever more
Looking forward to a new day in the sun
After we win this war.
 
 
                                                      Jay E. Campbell

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Poem - Nature's Mother

Nature's Mother

A waterfall
Raging - Crashing
A bird
Flying free
A cat
Gracefully beautiful
Nectar buzz
A honey bee

A sidewalk
Heavy of weight
A sanctuary
Nature naturally
A sanitarium
Sane of insane
Peace and love
A crazy dream

A window
Voyeur's eyes
A tomorrow
Nature's prayer
A mother
Loving and caring
Nature's mother
Bleeding everywhere

                                                                                 Jay E. Campbell


Thursday, October 21, 2010

SURRENDER

SURRENDER

 The days go by
minute by minute
Do you stop even for a second
and hand your life over
He is always there
with a helping hand
Always with a care
The FATHER always understands

Do you have questions
Why you live like you do
We are all broken
just going on and on
The foot is on the pedal
Not looking to slow down
We all meddle
Without ever looking around

Face the mirror that is ahead
Don't ever turn the other cheek
It will become clear
This life we all fear
Open your heart and
SURRENDER!!

Surrender your life to The ALMIGHTY ONE
 Lead the way for us all

We are all afraid
of what will become
Without opening our eyes
and seeing all the GLORY up on HIGH!
With open arms
to wrap us up in
HOLY FATHER
I'M ready to BEGIN!

To SURRENDER this life of mine
ALL IN! ready to walk the line
It is all clear now

I'm on my knees
Here is my LIFE!
It might be broken and torn
But I know you'll see it right

SURRENDERING!
From this day on
SURRENDERING!
Giving my life to an AWESOME GOD!
To lead me!
To teach me!
On my knees
SURRENDERING!!

To SURRENDER this life of yours
ALL IN! Ready to face the world
It is all clear NOW!

LEAD ME!
TEACH ME!
ON MY KNEES!
SURRENDERING!
I'M ON MY KNEES! 
SURRENDERING!!


                                                     Jay E. Campbell

Monday, October 18, 2010

Living in PAIN and Surrendering to God



Living in pain is something I've had to deal with most of all my life. For now almost a quarter century I've had to deal with my body turning on itself. 

With each passing year it gets harder to do little things.

I've often wondered what I'd be like without pain. I've had people tell me that with dealing with what I go through on a daily basis that it has made me an even better person. But how?

Sometimes it feels I haven't done nothing. Though I know I have. I have the greatest gift God can grant someone and that being  child. 

What though can I offer besides love and comfort. Sometimes I'll go over a day and a half without seeing her due to staying in the bedroom and sleeping when I can. 

Sleep. I get here and there. Some days I'm up all night. It's not uncommon for me to get a couple hours of sleep in only two days. Sleep is one of the most important things to get with this disease. With each waking hour the pain gets worse and worse. It also fatigues you. So this precious thing that God has granted I can't do all the things I would like to.

One of the things I love is cooking. So I cook dinner almost every night. And that is something that has been getting tougher and tougher. Taking so much out of me. 

Going to the store seems like a big chore to me. Car rides anymore hurt so bad. Even going just right up the street kills my legs. 

Now I could question God. I have in the past. That is no more.

This is MY life. This is MY struggle. I TRUST in him this life I have. This Life he has given me. 

The story of Joseph is something powerful. He could have asked the Lord, why me. But he trucked on. Knowing the Lord will do him right if he was good in his heart and trusted fully in the lord.

The story of Joseph for those that do not know.

At the age of 17 his brothers plotted to  kill him. Instead of doing killing him, they stripped him of his clothing and sold him to slavery. He was appointed as head helper to Potiphar. He was the main servant and trusted aid of Potiphar's household. Till Potiphar's wife tried to bed Joseph. When Joseph refused she cried wolf and had him sent to prison. In prison he met some of Pharaohs men who was in prison as well.  He could interpet their dreams and after they was released Pharaoh had a dream. So his wise men suggested this man Joseph. Joseph knew that there was a famine coming on and told the Pharaoh to prepare for it. So the Pharaoh appointed Joseph as Viceroy of Egypt. Egypt prospered under the care of Joseph.

There is more to the story but that is the gist of it. Joseph never questioned why he just lived to the best of his abilities. He trusted to God. He gave his life over to him FULLY.

That is where I am at now. I was baptized on September 5th. Almost two months ago. Though I still haven't fully intrusted God with everything in my life.

We all have struggles. We all go through life's ups and downs. Some question. Some go through life without ever finding The Lord. What if we all gave our life fully over to The Lord. Oh what a wonderful world that would be. 

In small group this week we was suppose to write a prayer of surrender. Maybe this is/was my prayer. 
I want to surrender my whole being to you Lord. I am scared like others. Please show me the way. Put it in my heart. Let me know. Let me ears hear you MY LORD. Let us all find comfort in your arms.


Tuesday, October 12, 2010

POEM - Birth of this World

The Birth of this World

Peaceful sunshine over the mountains.
Through forest of trees.
Lovers dream.
Birds sing.
Freedom seems....
not so far away.

Ancient secrets lay in tombs.
Spiders weave deceptive webs.
A mother's womb.
Delicate - breaking.
Crying to the birth
of freedom and death.

What we see
we haven't seen yet.  


                                                   Jay E. Campbell

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

POEM - MY PRISON

My PRISON

Pain is my prison
and I can't shut my eyes.
Another of life's lessons.
Not in color just in black and white.

Prison is my pain.
The days just go on and on.
Dreaming only to be woke again.
And the dream is gone.

To walk without pain.
To stand without a hurt.
To play with my daughter
only to get burnt.
Tears in eyes.
Head hanging low.
Another goes by.

 Pain is what I know.
It's who I am.
I am so much more.
But that I don't understand.


All I know is what is wrong.
For all I know, pain is my only song.

                                                             Jay E. Campbell

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

POEM - UNGRATEFUL




UNGRATEFUL

Loving life till the shit storm makes its way.
Broken promises of a new life wander away.
In love with the night life. It's such a disease.
Sometimes enough is enough. Time to break free.

A slave to the needle that sticks in your arm.
No care about anyone. No care in your heart.
The fever that chills right to the bone.
Look around and open your eyes and see you're not alone.
Broken is the day the fog of tomorrow.
Wasting away your life, wallowing in the sorrow.
A slave I say to whom you follow.
Your maker you'll meet I'm afraid to soon is tomorrow.

So as I say to anyone that will hear.
Life is precious. Life is beautiful.
Open you heart and shed a tear
for the spoiled and ungrateful.

On the bed that is death.
Looking for one request.
It is all that I have left.
But the ear is deaf cannot hear.
the warning sound blaring aloud.
The death march six feet down.

                                                                  Jay E. Campbell