#Poetry #Poem
SEPTIC TANK
by Bill Kochman
11-11-2014
Your mouth is just like a septic tank,
Each word you spoke, it really stank.
Nothing good, just a bunch of trash,
Oh why must you always be so rash?
You say an f-bomb every other word,
The dirtiest mouth I’ve ever heard.
I don’t mind if you make your point,
But your tongue is so out of joint.
Let me be clear, now listen dude,
I don’t like folks who are so rude.
Clean your mouth, have some class,
Or your conversations I will pass.
#Poetry #Poem
SELFISHNESS
by Bill Kochman
01-04-2017
We humans are so selfish,
Our big rule is “me first”,
Personal desires and ego,
Are an unquenchable thirst.
What is best for ourselves,
Always ahead of the line,
If other people get hurt,
Oh well, that is just fine.
But this way is contrary,
To Heaven’s Law of Love,
We should help each other,
And not just push and shove.
#Poetry #Poem
SELF-RIGHTEOUS!
by Bill Kochman
09-23-2014
The world is full of so many sinners,
Someone should talk to those folks,
They’re all such losers, not winners.
I’m so glad I’m not like those blokes.
Oh what a self-righteous perspective,
To think you’re better than the rest,
Perhaps you need God’s corrective,
Would you even pass His moral test?
Please note that all are born in sin,
There’s none righteous upon the Earth,
But through Christ’s Blood we can win,
For through Him we receive our worth.
#Poetry #Poem
SEEK FIRST THE KINGDOM
by Bill Kochman
12-06-2016
Well I heard you complained,
That your table was so bare,
You even accused the Lord,
Said that He didn’t even care.
But I have a quick question,
So now let’s be really fair,
Did you get down on knees,
Reach out to Him in prayer?
Our God will indeed provide,
On this I can surely swear,
If we seek first the Kingdom,
And share His Word everywhere.
#Poetry #Poem
SEEING BUT NO SIGHT
by Bill Kochman
12-08-2016
Everyone of course has two eyes,
But not all people can truly see,
Physical blindness is one thing,
But I’m talking about spirituality.
There’s a deep kind of blindness,
Maybe worse than having no sight,
It is when we ignore God’s Word,
And refuse to walk in His Light.
Jesus exposed this same sickness,
The Prophets of old did as well,
If you truly wish to be delivered
Listen, so God won’t have to yell.
#Poetry #Poem
SEASON OF LIARS
by Bill Kochman
04-05-2019
The season of liars is almost here,
Better take cover for the next year.
Piles of speeches some full of fear,
So be careful what goes in your ear.
Away from issues the pols will veer,
To nonessentials they will all steer.
Folks will be happy, some will cheer,
Others will disagree, and only jeer.
Yes, campaign season is growing near,
When they say what you want to hear.
But let’s be honest, and let’s be clear,
Tho we suffer they won’t shed a tear.
They want your vote to move up a tier,
Once they’re in they give you a sneer.
#Poetry #Poem
SCORN THE PORN
by Bill Kochman
12-05-2016
You thought it would be easy,
You could do it on the sneak,
Wait till no one’s looking,
Then just take a little peek.
But all those lovely ladies,
They won’t leave you alone,
So you’ve got hot girlie pics,
Hidden on your mobile phone.
Your lust got the best of you,
Now just look at your big mess,
And if your wife finds you out,
There will be a lot of stress.
#Poetry #Poem
SCHOOL DILEMMA
by Bill Kochman
11-30-2016
They say we come from monkeys,
And my ancestor beat his chest,
So if I dare to mark otherwise,
I will no doubt fail this test.
Earth is billions of years old,
So-called smart ones do believe,
If I attempt to contradict them,
A very bad grade I will receive.
I really find it so aggravating,
They instruct against my belief,
Pressuring me to think like them,
Oh God, I need some quick relief.
#Poetry #Poem
SCATTER THE SEED
by Bill Kochman
07-03-2020
It is only the straight Word of God,
That can truly change people’s lives,
For some folks it brings redemption,
While for others it is sharp knives.
Throughout the whole New Testament,
Yes, they constantly quoted the Word,
But today we hear a different story,
Wild ideas which I find quite absurd.
Internet rumors indeed are so plenty,
If unproven theories are your goal,
But they won’t draw anyone to Christ,
No, they won’t ever win a single soul.
It is time to forsake all that nonsense,
Just give people what they really need,
Forget the rumors, reach in your Bible,
And scatter the Lord’s precious seed.
#Poetry #Poem
SAVED FROM WHAT?
by Bill Kochman
01-10-2017
“Saved from what?” some people ask,
When we tell them Jesus is the Way,
They don’t believe they are sinners,
Or that someday they’ll have to pay.
While we may find it so frustrating,
There is really not much we can do,
Other than pray for such lost people,
That God’s Spirit will break through.
A man who knows not he is a sinner,
Has been blinded by his ego and pride,
Yet though he may think he is alright,
From God eyes his sins cannot hide.
#Poetry #Poem
SAVE THE BABIES!
by Bill Kochman
12-13-2016
Some people shout “Save the whales!”,
While others warn to save the trees,
Here is a challenge for all of them,
Won’t you save unborn babies please?
There are so many causes in the world,
It can really make one’s head to spin,
But I think the noblest cause of all,
Is to let that new human life begin.
In His love, God gives a special gift,
But many selfishly just toss it aside,
You think you’re getting away with it,
But your murderous sin you can’t hide.
#Poetry #Poem
SAUL TO PAUL
by Bill Kochman
01-14-2019
He was a man bound by the Law,
His holiness he thought was fine,
But persecuting the Lord’s kids,
That’s when he crossed the line.
So then God chose to intervene,
On the road to Damascus town,
A very bright light and a voice,
Saul of Tarsus then fell down.
Three days blind with no food,
He knew it was time to repent,
So a Christian, Ananias by name,
To broken Saul was then sent.
But Ananias feared for his life,
He knew what evil Saul had done,
But God told him “Go thy way,
For dear Saul is my chosen one.”
Thus he obeyed what God had said,
Finding a street called Straight,
Scales then fell from Saul’s eyes,
Thank God that it wasn’t too late!
Such a hot firebrand for the Lord,
Paul soon upset all those Jews,
They were happy with their faith,
So they rejected his Good News.
Not only that but they had a plan,
To take the life of brother Paul,
But he learned of their treachery,
In a basket he went over the wall.
In Jerusalem it was much the same,
At first Disciples feared the man,
But Barnabas to the Apostles went,
And said with Paul God has a plan.
Now after preaching in Jerusalem,
We’re told that it happened again,
This time Grecians wanted him dead,
So brethren sent him to Tarsus then.
Now the rest of Paul’s long story,
You can read in Epistles and Acts,
It really is such a great read,
There’s so many interesting facts.
#Poetry #Poem
SATURDAY NIGHT
by Bill Kochman
11-10-2014
It’s Saturday night, your TV shows are on,
So bring out the pretzels, pizza and beer,
Never mind that you worked hard all week,
And never once even gave God your ear.
Your Bible’s lost somewhere in the closet,
But DVDs are neatly stacked on your shelf,
Time to watch hours of sex and violence,
You should really be ashamed of yourself.
You call yourself a devoted Christian,
Yet ignore Jesus every day of your life,
God’s Word says that we’re married to Him,
Yet you don’t act like His spiritual wife.
#Poetry #Poem
SATAN’S PERSECUTION SONG
by Bill Kochman
12-15-2016
Whenever persecution comes along,
Satan sings his condemnation song.
“Oh, you’ve done something wrong”,
And thus he will rant all day long.
“God has really got it out for you,
Now look! You are really in a stew.”
It just means you are getting through,
Folks just do not like what is true.
So they persecute & drive you away,
And don’t want to hear what you say.
But God keeps a record in His Book,
They will wish the Gospel they took.
#Poetry #Poem
SATAN’S CLAWS
by Bill Kochman
12-11-2018
Fee, fee, fi, fi, fo, fo, fum,
Look out children, ’cause here he come.
He’s got a bag of toys, tied with a cord,
Guard your faith, don’t forget the Lord.
He’ll entice you with things, nice to see,
While others in the world, live in misery.
He puts so much glitter, before your eyes,
Everything about him, is a pack of lies.
Sure, you may be happy, at Christmas time,
But mom and dad, won’t be left with a dime.
Stores will be glad, they sold many things,
But to our God above, only sadness it brings.
Forget about Jesus, that’s ole Santa’s game,
Push away God’s Son, so he gets the fame.
Santa won’t judge if you’re naughty or nice,
That is only God’s job, so take my advice,
Steer clear of him, watch out for his claws,
And if you’re tempted, don’t give any pause.
Stay true to God’s Word, your faith strong,
Even if the world, says that you are wrong.
#Poetry #Poem
SATAN’S BREATH
by Bill Kochman
04-09-2014
Beware of Satan’s evil, foul breath,
For his vile words only bring death.
Trickery, deception, lies and more,
That old fiend is rotten to the core.
Do not believe a word he has to say,
Fail in this and you will surely pay.
Rebuke that demon, don’t give him ear,
Lest he fill you with doubts and fear.
Turn from darkness, embrace the light,
Trust in Jesus and escape the night.
Believe in God’s Word, for it is true,
It anchors your soul to see you thru.
#Poetry #Poem
SAMSON
by Bill Kochman
11-28-2017
A very long time ago in Israel,
There was a dude named Samson,
The girls were so gaga over him,
‘Cause he was strong & handsome.
Samson wed a woman of Timnath,
But she was one deceptive lass,
Thus, he later killed 1,000 men,
Just with the jawbone of an ass.
After judging Israel for 20 years,
Poor Samson’s fate finally came,
A beauty in the Valley of Sorek,
Delilah was that cute gal’s name.
So in love was he with that girl,
He told the secret of his strength,
Oh dear, what a terrible mistake,
They cut his long locks at length.
Weakened now & without the Lord,
The Philistines took out his eyes,
But as he ground in the prison house,
The Lord heard poor Samson’s cries.
Little by little his hair grew back,
And he became stronger day by day,
So that when Dagon’s feast arrived,
Thousands of Philistines he did slay.
#Poetry #Poem
SAGGY OLD PEOPLE
by Bill Kochman
11-26-2017
Oh you dear, dear, poor women,
How you must dread getting old,
Your fine breasts begin to sag,
Showing flesh you’re not so bold.
Then there are so many wrinkles,
They appear all over the place,
You apply piles & piles of makeup,
To try to hide them on your face.
And regarding all of you old men,
Your baldness puts eagles to shame,
That growing belly below your belt,
It is impossible for you to tame.
Yes, we are slowly falling apart,
We each begin to sag and creak,
It really makes one stop & wonder,
What will happen to us next week.
But such is the way of the flesh,
It only lasts for so many years,
Someday we’ll move on to New Life,
Without pain, suffering or tears.
#Poetry #Poem
SAFE HARBOR
by Bill Kochman
12-14-2016
In this life we all have battles,
Yet our Father protects us well,
For we are all bound for Heaven,
And most certainly not for Hell.
God’s protection does not mean,
Free of problems our life will be,
Yet despite all of Satan’s darts,
We will enter God’s Harbor safely.
So we should thank the Lord above,
For our situation could be worse,
Don’t forget to praise your King,
Or things may quickly turn adverse.
#Poetry #Poem
SADNESS
by Bill Kochman
05-03-2014
Sadness can be such a terribly lonely thing,
Robbing us of joy so we don’t want to sing.
Both energy and spirit are brought down low,
Satan takes advantage with a knock-down blow.
Sadness is a prison with bars raised up high,
We question and wonder and ask ourselves why.
Has God abandoned us, does He no longer care,
Are our sins so great, for us alone to bear?
Nay child, your prison is of your own making,
Jesus opens the door, frees you from aching.
He heals broken hearts, He opens eyes to see,
He restores your joy, and gives you victory.
