#Poetry #Poem
FREE TO BE ME
by Bill Kochman
07-26-2014
I am free to be me,
I am not very P.C.,
I believe what I want,
And I say what I see.
No mold can hold me,
I just be what I be,
The Lord is my potter,
Be thou thus said He.
No one else shapes me,
To Him I bend knee,
For He is my King,
For all eternity.
#Poetry #Poem
FREE THROUGH JESUS
by Bill Kochman
12-06-2016
So being free through Jesus,
What does it actually mean?
Several things, I would say,
As will easily now be seen.
Free from harsh Mosaic Law,
For Jesus now saves us alone,
Free from the penalty of sin,
For our sins Jesus did atone.
Free from the sting of death,
Our sins have a hold no more,
Jesus conquered on the Cross,
And opened Eternal Life’s door.
#Poetry #Poem
FREE THINKIN’ SINNER MAN
by Bill Kochman
09-14-2014
I’m a free thinkin’ sinner man,
I love doin’ things my own way,
Forget what holy folks preach,
I don’t care what they all say.
I just live for the good times,
Smokin’ drinkin’ rock ‘n’ roll,
So just forget all that nonsense,
You keep preachin’ ’bout my soul.
Wait! Now what is goin’ on here?
It’s really gettin’ oh so very hot,
Come on, you know I was jokin’,
Please take me out of this spot.
#Poetry #Poem
FORWARD MARCH!
by Bill Kochman
12-26-2018
Yet another year has passed by,
We did our best for God we hope,
We had victories and trials too,
But by God’s Grace we did cope.
His Word was shared far and wide,
For those folks who have an ear,
His sheep were fed milk and meat,
May they lamb in the coming year.
Now it’s time to put past behind,
And look forward to what’s ahead,
Trusting in God to light our way,
Surely we have nothing to dread.
He will provide our every need,
Just as He did in this year past,
So march forward full of faith,
And do whatever God may ask.
#Poetry #Poem
FOREVER LOVE
by Bill Kochman
12-04-2016
I will never forget the day,
I suddenly lost a body part,
I thought my life was over,
My whole world blew apart.
How could anyone love me?
My beauty was deeply marred,
Just as bad as the outside,
My very heart was so scarred.
But I also remember the day,
When Jesus spoke into my ear,
My child, I love you forever,
And I will always be so near.
#Poetry #Poem
FOOT IN THE DOOR
by Bill Kochman
12-05-2016
You rented a porno movie,
To watch on your hi-def TV,
Brushed aside silly guilt,
To watch it more easily.
Just a little bit of lust,
It can’t really be too bad,
You’re not really addicted,
You’ll only watch for a tad.
That’s how Satan operates,
He gets his foot in the door,
And then before you know it,
Soon you’re watching more.
#Poetry #Poem
FOOLS FOR CHRIST
by Bill Kochman
12-06-2016
For just about two millennia now,
Scoffers have laughed to our face,
For to believe in our unseen God,
Is to them just a big disgrace.
Add to that, new life after death,
And they roll all over the floor,
But one day, when it is too late,
They’ll know there is really more.
It will then become so very clear,
That Christians weren’t the fools,
The nonbelievers were so deceived,
And they played the Devil’s tools.
#Poetry #Poem
FOOLISH PRIDE
by Bill Kochman
04-07-2014
In his foolish pride, man thinks he is so great,
But compared to God, he is really second rate.
Puffed up in our ego, we posture and we boast,
Satan tried that too, and now he is just toast.
A false image of ourselves, we like to present,
If someone steals our limelight, them we resent.
Such silly behavior, befits not a child of God,
Better to be humble, although they think us odd.
Dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return,
In the Book of Job, God even calls man a worm.
Beware of your heart, it will lead you astray,
There’s a Lake of Fire, for some on Judgment Day.
#Poetry #Poem
FISH STORY
by Bill Kochman
08-29-2014
I saw a poignant movie,
It filled me with sad regret,
It was the story of a fish,
Caught in a trapper’s net.
Although in vain it struggled,
It so wanted to be free,
The minutes slowly passed by,
But it failed to reach the sea.
Then in great shock I realized,
That the poor fish indeed was I,
The Devil was the vile trapper,
Who had caught me with his lie.
#Poetry #Poem
FIRST DEGREE MURDER
by Bill Kochman
06-08-2019
I did not see it coming,
That monster had a knife,
He had but one mission,
To take away my life.
I could not understand it,
What had I done so wrong?
My mother did not want me,
Though she was so far along.
I thought that you loved me,
And that you really cared,
Can’t you see I am dying?
Mom, I am so very scared.
Then I felt so much pain,
As my limbs ripped apart,
Mother please don’t do it,
Why don’t you have a heart?
Blackness now surrounds me,
My life is slipping away,
But mom, I still love you,
Will I see you again someday?
#Poetry #Poem
FIREWALKERS
by Bill Kochman
05-05-2014
Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego,
Were servants of the Most High God,
They observed Jewish kosher laws,
Which their captors found quite odd.
But so fair and wise were those boys,
That they had favor before the king,
And though all went well for a spell,
There arose a very serious thing.
They dare not bow to the false gods,
Which stirred up the king’s great ire,
Thus even though he liked those lads,
He yelled “Throw them into the fire!”
Full of wrath the king then barked,
“Make it much hotter than before,
Now bind those boys and throw them in,
Quick! Push shut that furnace door!”
Even though the men seemed so doomed,
God had quite another plan.
For when the king looked in the blaze,
There stood one like the Son of Man!
So because of their obedience,
Nothing befell those three young men,
No singed hair nor smell of smoke,
They just came right back out again.
#Poetry #Poem
FIRE OR INSPIRE?
by Bill Kochman
05-23-2018
Jesus is coming before the Trib.,
So some Christians like to claim,
But if they’re wrong, He’s no-show,
Are they willing to take the blame?
Yet others say He’ll come Mid-Trib.,
Of this they all seem so very sure,
But if there is no Guy in the sky,
They’ll have to be shown the door.
Then there is yet one other group,
Folks call them the Post-Tribbers,
But if there is no trumpet call,
I guess they will all be fibbers.
Now before you get all riled up,
My point here is not to debate,
Arguing doctrine is not my thing,
In fact, it is something I hate.
The truth that you need to see,
Is that doctrines can divide us,
But we are of the same family,
If Christ’s Spirit is truly inside us.
So go slow and guard your tongue,
Before you raise a voice and fire,
Instead of cutting someone down,
Maybe you should try to inspire.
#Poetry #Poem
FIGHT!
by Bill Kochman
12-14-2018
We say we believe in Jesus,
We asked Him into our heart,
Yet we often go astray,
And wander so far apart.
Ungodly things entice us,
As the world draws us away,
Doing things we should not,
It is a battle every day.
We seem to lose our fire,
And into a rut we fall,
Our motivation is lacking,
We no longer obey His call.
Our flesh versus the Spirit,
Our mind fights sin within,
Old man versus the new man,
God’s Grace helps us to win.
It is a never-ending war,
But to win it you must fight,
There is no vacation for you,
So battle with all your might.
#Poetry #Poem
FIGHT WE MUST
by Bill Kochman
04-07-2014
Tho man or demon wage war against us,
Tho hell endeavors to engulf us,
Fight we must!
Tho both kin and friends do desert us,
Tho city fathers persecute us,
Fight we must!
Tho unbelievers rage and blame us,
Tho liars try their best to frame us,
Fight we must!
Tho death conspires to defeat us,
Tho doubts too often greet us,
Fight we must!
#Poetry #Poem
FIGHT FEAR
by Bill Kochman
11-24-2016
Fear just makes it impossible,
To do the things we need to do,
It keeps us from getting started,
So we will never see it through.
Paralyzed by all of the things,
That we imagine could go wrong,
We don’t get out of the corner,
Our words never become a song.
But God says to resist that spirit,
Don’t let it get inside your head,
Spend more time reading His Word,
Let it fill you with faith instead.
#Poetry #Poem
FEET PLANTED FIRMLY
by Bill Kochman
01-11-2017
If you accept the challenge,
On the path of Life Eternal,
You must be prepared to fight,
All manner of forces infernal.
A war is waged in the Spirit,
When we choose the Lord’s way,
Many temptations distract us,
God’s Spirit helps us to stay.
Keep your feet planted firmly,
Do not look to left or right,
Remain on God’s path always,
Until Heaven is in your sight.
#Poetry #Poem
FEET CARE
by Bill Kochman
11-26-2017
When God gave us humans two feet,
A warning label He did not include,
He didn’t tell us that if not washed,
A foul stench they’d eventually exude.
Thus there have been so many victims,
When people take off shoes and socks,
Countless folks have already perished,
And have wound up in a six-foot box.
So as you can obviously now understand,
It’s important to take care of our toes,
We need to scrub those dainties often,
Lest something terrible therein grows.
#Poetry #Poem
FEED MY SHEEP
by Bill Kochman
11-30-2016
If you love me, the Lord once said,
You must diligently feed my sheep,
For God’s Word isn’t to be withheld,
It’s by no means ours alone to keep.
We must liberally spread God’s seed,
So it may grow in the hearts of men,
And when the time of harvest comes,
Angels shall reap much fruit then,
But if we fail God’s sheep to feed,
The Lord will be most disappointed,
He will look us sternly in the face,
And say “My child, you were anointed.”
#Poetry #Poem
FEDERAL RESERVE BOARD
by Bill Kochman
01-14-2017
The Federal Reserve Board,
Oh what a government-sounding name,
But they are not a federal agency,
And can really make no such claim.
They are powerful private bankers,
Yielding very sharp economic knives,
Their unchallenged fiscal policies,
Cut deep right into our very lives.
From minimum wage to grocery prices,
Interest on loans and so much more,
They determine how money affects you,
And leave you rich or else very poor.
#Poetry #Poem
FATHER’S WILL
by Bill Kochman
08-13-2014
Father’s Will shall prevail,
No matter what we do or say,
If we whine, cry, complain,
He will still have His way.
We say we know much better,
But if we dare to go astray,
He will simply chastise us,
Yes, we will have to pay.
Learn the lesson well here,
It’s better for us to obey,
He’ll lead us thru darkness,
To a much brighter day.
