Category: Poetry

Hitchcock Movies

On By roberthansen1317In Christian life, music, poems, Poetry2 Comments

Hitchcock Movies
I wanna be a Marvel superhero

But I always feel like I’m less than zero

Did I just say that? Let me push rewind

Man I’ve been messed up a long time

I want the whole world to know my name

Maybe I’m just playing the wrong game

I can’t believe these choices I make

Man, I think I’m losing my way, I’ve lost my way

It’s like I’m tearing my world apart

Ripping out my heart, do I have a heart?

Can’t you see me? Can’t you see me? Can’t you see….

It seems like I have Hitchcock movies playing in my head

I have killer birds and psycho killers

I don’t know what I’m gonna do, my soul is dead

I only need one thing but I have all these fillers

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I push you away, tell you to leave

Then ask, why won’t you reach out to me?

Why are all these demons in my head?

Man, I’d be better off dead, am I already dead?

I want to rip out my brain, am I going insane?

If I’m being honest I know I’m the only one to blame

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Oh my God what have I done?

Oh my God what have I become?

Can’t you see me? Can’t you see me? Can’t you see….

It seems like I have Hitchcock movies playing in my head

I have killer birds and psycho killers

I don’t know what I’m gonna do, my soul is dead

I only need one thing but I have all these fillers

I’m on my knees

Begging you please

Take my life, take my life, take my life

Cut these demons out, I’ll give you the knife

Can’t you see I’ve hit the bottom

I’m no longer fighting Him, fighting Him

Rip off these chains

Take my shame

You alone have taken my sin, You alone give me reason to live

You alone forgive all, You alone forgive all, You alone forgive

You can see me, You can see me, I know you see….

It seems like I have Hitchcock movies playing in my head

I have killer birds and psycho killers

I don’t know what I’m gonna do, my soul is dead

I only need one thing but I have all these fillers

I only need one thing

Fully Known by JJ Heller – 

Guard Your Heart by 1 Girl Nation –  

Outta My Mind by Anthem Lights – 

Therapy Session by NF – 

Madness In Me by Skillet – 

Running With Giants by Thousand Foot Krutch – 

Bruises and Scars

On By roberthansen1317In Christian life, Domestic Abuse, PoetryLeave a comment

October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month

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The bruises are gone but the scars remain

She will never look at you the same

You were supposed to be her protector

You were never meant to neglect her

What were you thinking ?

Do you blame it on your drinking?

That’s no excuse , that doesn’t make you a man

Tell me where do you stand?

You think those words won’t leave a mark

Man those go straight to her heart

They leave a scar only she and God can see

Why don’t you just let her go free

Let her learn to spread her wings

Let her learn how much beauty she brings

Would you want your daughter treated like that?

Always flinching, always watching her back

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Man, why can’t you understand?

She was made from God’s own hand

If you keep treating her like that

I know where you will spend eternity at

Daughter, I know you want to scream and shout

On your knees, your prayers, He hears, that I never doubt

Don’t despair

Know someone cares

Daughter, I pray no matter what you go through tonight

You’ll remember the scars Jesus bears so you know there is a light

When the bruises are gone and the scars remain

Daughter I want you to know that He knows your name

He knows your name, He knows your name, He knows your name

October is officially domestic violence month but we don’t hear about it. All we hear in October is breast cancer, a worthy cause to fight also and one that needs to be fought daily as well. We don’t see any football teams wearing purple. It simply isn’t talked about.  Domestic violence is something we need to look at every day, because every day someone you know is the victim of it.  One in three women, one in four men are victims. One of of every fifteen  children are exposed to domestic violence and 90% of these children witness domestic violence a year. Domestic violence is the third leading cause of homelessness in the United States.  Domestic violence costs more than $37 billion a year in law enforcement involvement, legal work, medical and mental health treatment, and lost productivity at companies.

These are reported.  Most domestic violence incidents are NEVER reported.  Speak up, speak out, and make a difference for victims of domestic violence. The time is now to change these facts.

Silenced my Mersi Stone – 

Face Down by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus – 

Alyssa Lies by Jason Michael Carroll –  

The Door by JJ Essen – 

Leaving You Behind by Emii – 

Lies and Bruises by Ryan Daniel – 

Luka by Suzanne Vega – 

No More by Kuzie James – 

Voices Carry by Til Tuesday – 

Broken Girl by Matthew West – 

Beautiful by MercyMe – 

God’s Daughter by Son of Adam – 

I Believe You Domestic Abuse and Faith Community –

He Knows My Name by The McRaes – 

He Knows My Name by Francesca Battistelli – 

Finding My Way

On By roberthansen1317In Christian life, God's plan, God's time, poems, Poetry2 Comments

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I am only a stream

So small, so it seems

But God has big plans for me

Even when the rains slow

And my water has no flow

God knows where I will go

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One day I will find my way to the river

God promises me and I know he will deliver

For my plans are small, but his are much bigger

Out of my banks sometimes I stray

As I grow and learn to make my way

But I will leave that river one day

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Finding my way among all the debris

And flow into the great big sea

God’s voice still calling me

Could be future far or future near

At times I am full of fear

My water not so clear

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The rain is only a drizzle and I slow to a dribble

Between the past and future, stuck in the middle

As long as I follow His ways I can still make a ripple

Because I know God has big plans for me

I am learning but still so small, or so it seems

The sea awaits, but for now I am only a stream

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Rescue Story by Zach Williams –

Choices by JJ Weeks –

Unstoppable God by Sanctus Real –

God’s Not Done With You by Tauren Wells –

You’ll Find Your Way by Andrew Peterson –

 

 

Gave You My Heart

On By roberthansen1317In Christian life, poems, PoetryLeave a comment

 

I have posted this a couple times before.

I came home from work Friday night and Kim told me Deanna, one of her best friends and mentor, told her about a vision her daughter had. Her daughter just finished her freshman year of college and truly lives for Jesus.  Deanna said maybe Rob can turn her vision into a poem or a song. I took Kylie up to get her shower ready and sat down and this is what came out.

It is truly an inspiring vision and I hope my words do it justice.

Gave You My Heart

I gave you my heart and you walked away

You’re my dad, you were supposed to stay

I couldn’t keep it all together today

I grabbed what was left of my heart and walked to the beach

Walked far enough until your memory was out of reach

I screamed at you dad until I was too hoarse to speak

Then I saw a piece of sea glass so bright

It had such a mysterious light

It was like a piece of day in the darkest night

I bent down and dug with my free hand

There had to be more pieces under the sand

That’s when I felt the presence of another man

It was like a dream as my other hand held my heart

The one that you, dad, had ripped apart

Then I had a thought, this isn’t the end but a brand new start

I felt this man telling me to turn in his direction

But I couldn’t so I grabbed my sea glass collection

And I tried to hold a piece just right to see his reflection

I couldn’t turn around, I knew what he wanted me to do

I couldn’t give him my heart dad, I had given it to you

And I was scared he would walk away with it too

Then his hand touched my shoulder

My courage grew just a little bit bolder

My tears started to flow as I began to molder

I turned and as he reached for me I saw the scars on his hand

He looked at me and I knew he wasn’t just a man

That’s when I dropped my sea glass in the sand

I let him hold me for what seemed like an hour

I could feel his gentleness, as well as his power

I felt his love pour down on me like a summer shower

I whispered, “If I give you me heart will you walk away?”

He said “I’m your father. I’ve never left, I will always stay.”

I knew he was telling the truth so I gave my heart to him that day

(image credit: Kevin Carden Photography)

Busted Heart ( Hold On To Me) by For King and Country – 

Let Down Your Guard by JJ Heller – 

Every Beat Of My Broken Heart by Hawk Nelson – 

Take  A Broken Heart by V Rose – 

I Let My Heart Open by Charles Billinsgley –  

 

Here’s My Heart by Lauren Daigle – 

Friend Of A Wounded Heart by Point of Grace-  

Spend One Night In Heaven

On By roberthansen1317In Christian life, miss my dad, poems, Poetry2 Comments

Dear God…

Hey God, I was wondering, kind of thinking

There’s a lot of people I’ve been missing

So I was wondering, kind of thinking, kind of praying

If I could have a sleepover, not that I’d be staying

I know I haven’t done anything for you to honor such a request

With all the wrong I’ve done, you have to be wondering what’s next

But, it’s just that I haven’t been myself

So know that this request is truly heartfelt

Maybe the thought will entertain you

Maybe you will see it the way I do

I know it is unrealistic, even highly unlikely

But I feel like I’m missing several parts of me

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So maybe if you will honor this one request

Maybe I’ll find the good side of me  I haven’t met

If I could spend one night in heaven

I would cherish every second given

I’d visit my grandparents and my dad

Thankful for every minute I would have

And then I would go visit all the ones

Who helped me be the man I’ve become

Maybe one more time I could love on my pets

And say some long overdue thanks to our vets

If I could have a sleepover, maybe I could say one last goodbye

If I could have a sleepover, maybe all the tears will dry

If I could say just one last farewell

If I love you, one more time I could tell

Then maybe my smile wouldn’t be pretend

Then maybe I could start living again

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So, what do you say God, can I have just one more night?

One more night to try to make all my regrets right

So, what do you say God, can I come to the promised land?

One more night to hold their hand

One more night to hear their voices

One more night to right some bad choices

One more night to listen to their stories

I promise I’ll listen and not be in a hurry

I won’t cause you any problems or disrupt what you do

God, I really, just one more time, want to tell them I love you

So, God, I will leave it all in your hands

And if you say no I will try to understand

But, God, wouldn’t it be such a blessin’

If I could spend one night in Heaven

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What I Wouldn’t Give by We The Kings –

Drowning by Chris Young-

Five More Minutes by Scotty McCreery –

Even Though I’m Leaving by Luke Combs –

Other Side by Colton Dixon-

Covered In Chaos by Billy Lockington –

She Calls Me Pops

On By roberthansen1317In Christian life, daughters, Fathers-Daughters, poems, PoetryLeave a comment

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I wrote this one awhile ago,  thought I would repost it in case the last one was too dark for you.

She calls me Pops

And I call her Dots

I say I love you lots

She just smiles and walks away

One of those games she likes to play

But I know she loves me, even if she doesn’t say

We were close through the early years

Over football we bonded through the cheers

When we lost, we even shared a few tears

Two peas in a pod, we were thick as thieves

At night I would be on my knees

Praying to God don’t let her change, please

But now she says this is what teenagers do, we rebel

I say, ” But you are not a teenager, you are only twelve.”

Then she does an uugggh or some kind of tribal yell

But I know this time is only temporary

Because I’ve been through it before, her sisters and me

So I let it go and wait for the time when she will see

That good old pops was smarter than she thinks

And not everything I do really stinks

Because it will be over before she blinks

Then one day on her wedding day

I will be the one who gives my dots away

We’ll be on the dance floor when the music starts to play

She’ll look at me and say “hello pops”

And I’ll smile at her and say “hello dots”

Maybe, just maybe,  she will say I love you lots

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Short Are The Years by Jason Crabb-  

Slow Down by Nichole Nordeman-  

Fast by Luke Bryan –  

My Last Breath by Black Stone Cherry-  

Female by Keith Urban –  

Woman, Amen by Dierks Bentley –  

Gracie by Ben Folds-  

Love Not Hate: Love On Trial

On By roberthansen1317In Christian life, God, God does not change, love, poems, Poetry11 Comments

So I posted this at 1030 this morning, and then I posted it to Facebook.  Now it is no longer on WordPress and it can not be found on Facebook.  I think the forces are out for people not to read this one.

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As with humans, the birds keep repeating history instead of learning from it. Catch up on their history with the links below.

Love, Not Hate: Part 1

Love, Not Hate: Part Two

Love, Not Hate: Christmas Eve

Love, Not Hate: A New Chapter

Love, Not Hate: A New World

Love, Not Hate: The Division

Love, Not Hate: The Reconciliation

Love, Not Hate: Tragedy At Mandalay Bay

Love, Not Hate: Continue To Love

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Some of the birds were in pain

Some of the birds cried in the rain

Another shooting, another tragedy

An opioid epidemic to escape reality

Nothing in their world was making sense

Every bird suspicious and on defense

One question asked by the birds of prey and the birds of love

Where is the eagle? Why has he abandoned us?

All of you were born with a heart to love

The cardinal, blue jay, vulture, warbler, the dove

But love has gone away over the last few years

While anxiety has increased, and with that fears

What can we do? The birds ask as depression looms large

Darkness has overcome the land as it seems no one is in charge

Then out of nowhere the eagle lands

Only to be taken into the trial to take his stand

“Where have you been?” the birds proclaim

“On vacation or don’t care,” his reputation they try to defame

They all throw words of hate at him, both birds large and small

The birds all say you said would love and stay and defend us all

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Then the eagle looks at the birds scattered around, clears his throat and boldly speaks

“Your schools, your courts, your homes and some of your churches, you asked me to leave

I say love all and teach acceptance

But you preach intolerance

While the poor become poorer and the rich become more prosperous

Have I ever said not to help the least of us?

I ask you to lend a hand, to help each other out

But you scream hate and racist remarks you shout

I ask you to pick a brother up when he is down

But you use your beaks and claws to stomp him in the ground

I ask you to protect each other with your lives

But you kill each other with words as sharp as knives

I ask you not to store possessions but to give to those in need

But instead of sharing most of you would rather bleed

I give each of you a light inside yourselves to change all of our kind

But each of you denies that light, instead, acting as if you are blind

You ask where have I been? I say I have never left

I will even go so far as to say you have never been more blessed

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But what have you done with all these blessings

That’s a good question, many of you will be left guessing

But some of you will recognize the truth

I have given it all to the elders to teach all the youth

Parkland, Las Vegas, El Paso, Dayton. When will it stop?

I tell you when you love and all this hate you drop

You place me here on trial

But you, my friends, are in denial

I was there when the bullets took your loved ones away

I was there when you cried those tears of pain

I was there when the questions came

I was there when it was I who you blamed

I was there even though you have asked me to leave

I was there in your moments of joy and your moments of grief

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I was there in the deaths of the battlefields

I was there, protecting you with my shield

I was there when it didn’t rain in your barren lands

I was there when food was bountiful in your hands

I was there in every misfortune and every blessing

I was there when your tongues cursed me and when they were professing

I was there in those moments you felt uninspired

Yes, I was there when those shots were fired

Now I have answered your question on where was I

And I have said that hate is the answer to the question why

But I leave you with this when you wonder if I am here at all

Where is the love? Where are you all birds big and small?

Where is the compassion, empathy, and kindness? Listen to what I say

Fight for love, do not let the land be taken over by the birds of prey!”

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Why God by Austin French-

Where Is God by Michael Farren –

Questions by Tori Kelley-

Parkland by Duff McKagan-

Common by Maren Morris-

What If by India Arie –

Change by Mavis Staples-

1000 Promises by Building 429 –

 

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I Wish She Would’ve Kept Reading

On By roberthansen1317In Christian life, divorce, music, poems, PoetryLeave a comment

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There was her book on the night stand

The only thing she left of her and me

With nothing but a sigh and a broken heart

I opened to where she stopped, page two seventy three

Who could leave with a story unfinished?

It was just two days ago she said it must be fate

She was so excited about the characters

It was her life, she said she could relate

I opened it up and started to read

It was right there where she stopped, in black and white

Gina left Tommy for some mystery guy

She knew in her heart that she was right

But, God, oh, God how I wish she would’ve kept reading

It was just a few pages over, just a few pages more

That Gina ran into her  mystery guys arms

She said she left Tommy for good, she swore and swore

But then the guy asked, what have you done?

I’m married, I can’t leave my wife

Then Gina looked at him in disbelief

It was right then and there she thought she would die

God, oh God, how I wish she would’ve kept reading

Just a few more sentences, just a few more chapters

If she would’ve stayed just a little longer

All this sadness could’ve been laughter

I read more and more, page after page

I turned the pages until I got to chapter twenty five

When Gina knocked on Tommy’s door

When she begged Tommy to give her another try

I thought for a few words that their relationship

Had a chance, that it might actually survive

But  my eyes welled up when I read the last words

When Tommy closed the door and said goodbye

I wasn’t surprised when I heard a car pull in the driveway

I opened the door and she asked, will you ever forgive me?

The only thing I could do was give her the book

And say I wish you would’ve read past page two seventy three

God, oh God, how I wish you would’ve kept reading

I shut the door and walked away

God, oh God, I wish she would’ve kept reading

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Better Homes And Gardens by Taking Back Sunday-

Beautiful Lies by Jana Kramer-

You And Me by Memphis May Fire-

Forever by Drew Jacobs-

Bitter by Citizen Soldier-

Back To Square One by Marty Mullins-

Who I Am To Stand In Your Way by Chester See-

Ashes Pt 2 by The Struts-

 

Your Hand To Hold

On By roberthansen1317In alz.org, Alzheimer's Disease, Christian life, poems, Poetry4 Comments

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Forgive me, I know I haven’t been myself

Sometimes I feel like I’m somebody else

I’m trying to do all I can

It’s nice just to hold your hand

I know we have had some good years

But the memories slowly disappear

When I forget where I am

It’s nice just to hold your hand

I know many times I ask you to repeat

I appreciate how you humor me

Now I don’t know God’s plan

But I sure am thankful He gave me your hand

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Thank you for remembering the foods I like

And for making my darkness so bright

Thank you for remembering who I am

I know I love holding your hand

One day my brain will forget to tell my heart to beat

I’ll be gone and you’ll no longer be with me

I’ll wait patiently in Heaven so grand

Until again I can hold your hand

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Remember For Me by Gordon Mote-

Throw Me A Party by Rita Wilson-

While He Still Knows Who I Am by Kenny Chesney –

Remember Me by Chris Mann-

Blank Stares by Jay Allen –

 

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Playing For The Crickets

On By roberthansen1317In Christian life, poems, PoetryLeave a comment

 

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Out here playing for the crickets

Cause no one will buy any tickets

I’ve got a chorus of bullfrogs playing bass

Hundred lightning bugs lighting up the place

My dog’s tail beats an old metal trash can as if playing drums

He’s a little off beat but he sure knows how to stick out his tongue

A stray cat chimes in with a melody

An old dog barks because we disturb his sleep

An alligator joins in from the swamp

I like how he stomps, I pray he doesn’t chomp

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A thousand mosquitoes buzz overhead

I better play one they like or they might sting me dead

I play one about that old muddy creek

And they fly away content, leaving us in peace

I play another about a summer love that I let slip away

A raccoon decides to join the crowd before the night turns to day

I close the night with a few of my greatest hits

Then my butt tells me it’s tired of the sits

So I stand and thank my band and take a bow

My show is over and I look at the crowd

I thank the raccoon and the crickets

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