#Poetry #Poem
HE’S BEEN GOOD TO ME
by Bill Kochman
12-12-2016
I really cannot complain,
About my personal state,
If it were up to Satan,
I’d suffer a worse fate.
So many things I have,
To be very thankful for,
Even though I’m not rich,
And in fact am really poor.
But God has given to me,
Everything I possibly need,
So I give Him all my praise,
He’s been good to me indeed.
#Poetry #Poem
HAPPY LEGO MEN
by Bill Kochman
09-14-2014
We are the happy Lego men,
We invite you to join our club,
Yes, we don’t control our lives,
But that’s really the only rub.
Everything is decided for us,
And that’s really not so bad,
Our masters know what we need,
And that really makes us glad.
Life as a Lego is so very easy,
We just do what we are told,
For freedom is just a fantasy,
So why don’t you join our fold?
#Poetry #Poem
HAPPY IN JESUS
by Bill Kochman
04-28-2014
Happy in Jesus, there is no better way,
To live out your life, every single day.
No world filled with sorrow, or dismay,
Give me joy of Spirit, dear Lord I pray.
Forget getting drunk, on booze and wine,
Popping pills, won’t make you feel fine.
Having a smoke, will cut your life line,
Other vices too, lead to a box of pine.
Only God’s Spirit can cure all your ills,
Satan’s offers are all just cheap deals.
Here is the secret, to get big thrills,
Be happy in Jesus, and see how it feels.
#Poetry #Poem
HALF A BRICK SHORT
by Bill Kochman
12-12-2016
I could easily sit here all day,
Writing one poem after another,
Not sure where the gift came from,
But don’t think it was my mother.
The words just pop into my head,
That darn spigot cannot be shut,
Even though some things I write,
Make me appear like a total nut.
But that’s really okay by me,
Because I am having so much fun,
I’ll be laughing my way to Heaven,
When this tired, old life is done.
#Poetry #Poem
HACKER
by Bill Kochman
09-17-2020
Oh he was a real devious hacker,
Yes, just a bona fide code cracker.
Wherever he went meant trouble,
So security you had better double.
He will do his very best to get in,
And then the confusion will begin.
Your databases will take a big hit,
Some users will then just all quit.
A bad situation so out of control,
As his incursion takes its full toll.
That jerk things it is all so funny,
Someone’s paying him good money.
Maybe a competitor with a grudge,
So he’ is out your system to fudge.
And once your site is in disarray,
He’ll then just quietly slip away.
#Poetry #Poem
GUN VIOLENCE
by Bill Kochman
02-16-2018
There are just so many guns,
They seem to be everywhere,
Kids are dead in our schools,
Politicians don’t seem to care.
When will all this madness stop?
It happened once then yet again,
Men in government all just talk,
But real action when oh when?
So sold out to all the lobbies,
Dirty money their pockets line,
Just kick them out of office,
If they really have no spine.
Something’s wrong in the nation,
A death culture has taken seed,
No respect for life or morals,
I see it in the news that I read.
Oh God wake up this nation,
Against you they have rebelled,
They break all your holy Laws,
Reject the Word they once upheld.
So now they reap the whirlwind,
But they’re just too blind to see,
America you need to repent,
Get down on your bended knee.
#Poetry #Poem
GRUMBLER
by Bill Kochman
06-09-2018
You say you don’t need a man,
Well I feel quite the same,
I’ve had enough of you women,
You all drive me quite insane.
Then there are our children,
Did they really come from us?
They’re like some alien race,
At times we just want to cuss.
And what about that darn dog,
He always poops on our lawn,
He barks thru half the night,
Oh how I wish that he was gone.
Now as if that is not enough,
Our neighbor just has no clue,
He rakes leaves into our yard,
I really don’t know what to do.
But it wouldn’t be quite so bad,
Except for my boss down at work,
The guy is just a total tyrant,
And one mean, annoying jerk.
Well, I could easily go on,
But you see my life’s not fair,
There are so many things wrong,
I’m ready to pull out my hair.
Such is the life of a grumbler,
They’re programmed to complain,
Even when the sun is shining,
They wish that it would rain.
It’s very hard to please them,
A fault they will always find,
Never seeing God’s blessings,
It is sad they are so blind.
#Poetry #Poem
GROWING OLD
by Bill Kochman
12-20-2016
People at times reach an age,
Where they’re ready to let go,
They just get tired of living,
As their aches and pains grow.
Growing old is quite beautiful,
At least some folks like to say,
But for others it’s not so easy,
Trying to live even one more day.
So a thought enters their mind,
Should I just throw in the towel?
But God replies with firm voice,
“No, don’t you dare do it now.”
#Poetry #Poem
GROOVIN’ ON GOD’S WORD
by Bill Kochman
08-04-2014
I may seem strong, but I’m really weak,
I may seem loud, but I’m actually meek.
I may seem smart, but I don’t know a lot,
When it comes to girls, I’m not so hot.
Just a regular joe, is what I really am,
I’m not your dream date, forget it ma’am.
But what I’ve got, I will share with you,
Just tell me now if you really want me to.
It is in God’s Word that I truly delight,
I groove on the Bible all through the nite.
I feed His sheep with pics, poems and more,
When the Sun comes up, I drop on the floor.
#Poetry #Poem
GRANDCHILDREN
by Bill Kochman
11-26-2015
You think that your life is over,
You’ve raised a family of your own,
Your children are now all married,
And at last you find yourself alone.
Peace and quiet are your companions,
You wonder what lies in years ahead,
Will disease or dementia strike you?
Will you wish that you were dead?
But then a wonderful event happens,
It totally catches you by surprise,
The love you feel is overwhelming,
As you gaze into grandchild’s eyes.
#Poetry #Poem
GRACE VS. WORKS
by Bill Kochman
05-12-2014
So you are stuck on works,
You hope they save you someday,
You think they give you perks,
But it doesn’t work that way.
Our Salvation is by Grace,
There is nothing we can do,
Because Jesus took our place,
His Father accepts us too.
Thus our works cannot save us,
Else Jesus just died in vain,
But yet His Father forgave us,
Which makes the truth so plain.
#Poetry #Poem
GRACE RACE II
by Bill Kochman
10-21-2017
I once knew a man who ran the race,
But he fell flat right on his face.
In the flesh he had tried so hard,
But he couldn’t make the final yard.
With good works he sought 1st place,
But he ran out of steam in disgrace.
For it’s only by faith and God’s Grace,
That the course we’ll be able to ace.
Attempting to win in our own strength,
Only leads to disappointment at length.
So trust in God and His great power,
He’ll see you through to the final hour.
#Poetry #Poem
GRACE RACE
by Bill Kochman
09-28-2017
In the flesh he ran the race,
Thus he fell on his face.
In his goodness he did trust,
‘Twas in vain and only dust.
Without Spirit doomed to fail,
His meager works led to Hell.
Looking up wondering why,
The Lamb of God had to die.
He just did not understand,
We are saved by God’s Hand.
His Grace alone is the key,
To live a life in Eternity.
#Poetry #Poem
GOTHIC SUPER PUNK
by Bill Kochman
11-10-2014
You put pins and chains in your face,
Horns and holes all over the place,
Skin sewed up with a piece of lace,
Rings in odd places, what a disgrace.
Your skin’s so pale just like a ghoul,
Eyes painted dark, you call it cool,
But can’t you see you’re just a tool,
And Satan’s playing you for a fool?
If you’re truly God’s child of light,
Don’t act like you belong to the nite,
Forsake your way that causes fright,
Resist that demon with all your might.
#Poetry #Poem
GOOD NEWS
by Bill Kochman
11-30-2016
I picked up the morning paper,
Just to see what it had to say,
Every story was very negative,
Not a single nice thing today.
Well, as I kept on reading it,
Much more depressed I became,
I bet that most other people,
Were also feeling just the same.
God’s Word is so very different,
It inspires joy & gives us hope,
So as we live in this sad world,
We will be better able to cope.
#Poetry #Poem
GOOD LEADER
by Bill Kochman
11-30-2016
We need a leader with the right credential,
A person who is above promoting party line,
Treating everyone fairly is very essential,
And to special interests he must not align.
Concerning the welfare of the whole nation,
He must do what is balanced and what is best,
With people he must have a strong relation,
And pass with flying colors integrity test.
Honesty and good judgment will be apparent,
As he leads the country in the days ahead,
By doing such he won’t be a leader errant,
In history books good things will be said.
#Poetry #Poem
GONE FISHING?
by Bill Kochman
08-28-2014
What if I said I was done,
And I won’t preach anymore,
Would that make you happy?
Would you even laugh galore?
Well erase that foolish thought,
From your ungodly wicked mind,
As much as you would like it,
I’m just not the quitting kind.
It’s just not my own decision,
God wound up my preaching key,
And because He loves you so much,
He will not just let you be.
#Poetry #Poem
GOD’S WORD IS KING
by Bill Kochman
12-07-2017
I am not any kind of diplomat,
Political correctness is not my thing,
So when I speak, I can be quite blunt,
Because God’s Word is king.
I don’t mean to offend anyone,
And I am not really trying to sting,
But if you’re near, better take cover,
Because God’s Word is king.
I know that I say a lot of stuff,
That often has a rather familiar ring,
It’s because I get it from the Bible,
And well, God’s Word is king.
#Poetry #Poem
GOD’S WILL
by Bill Kochman
11-10-2014
Just like a giant snowball,
Rolling down a steep hill,
Time just marches forward,
And God fulfills His Will.
Nothing we do can stop it,
His plan is etched in stone,
If we resist His Word,
We’ll find we stand alone.
Tis better to flow with it,
Held up by His divine hand,
If we choose to surrender,
We’ll walk in Eternal Land.
#Poetry #Poem
GOD’S ROPE
by Bill Kochman
08-01-2014
When the Devil’s got you down,
And you feel like you can’t cope,
When everything’s going wrong,
And there seems to be no hope,
When that snake accuses you,
And calls you a first class dope,
When God answers with a “Yes”,
And Satan replies with “Nope”,
Don’t just sit around crying,
Or pity yourself and mope,
Bounce right back into the fight,
And hang him with God’s rope.
