Poems, Prayers
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There is no one left to mourn us
I would like to live in a world of hopeI would like to live in a world of loveI would like to live in a world of truth But hope has been replaced by unreal dreamsBut love has been replaced by hatredBut truth is now called a lie The world has fully shown who it Continue reading
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My Beloved Jesus Christ!
Beloved Jesusyou sit smilingat the right hand of Your FatherAlmighty God. In Your eyes there is joyin Your heart there is lovenow I live full of faithwaiting for You. Continue reading
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Song of Truth
I see shadows — they keep circling,on my back I feel a sinister stare.At times I lose my vigilance,prayer falls silent and I turn away. I long for a moment of joy,a brief moment of laughter, not tears.To breathe with a full chest,to taste the flavor of life. Continue reading
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Say: Merry Christmas – song
White Christmas, full of snow and frost —That’s what we long for every year.Beautiful trees and plenty of perfect gifts. But is this what we truly want?Is this the peak of all our dreams? So say: “Merry Christmas, I love you” —And that is enough,Love will mend what has gone wrong. — We remember our Continue reading
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From Darkness Unto You
Before I saw You,before the light broke through,I was lost in the shadows,blind to the darkness inside me. Led like a blind man straight into hell,pulled by desires that tore me apart.I tried to give my family everything—everything I never had myself. Continue reading
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Your Home
Where is my home?I no longer know.And perhaps I should. If I do not know,then I do not know where my life lies. Was it love that was missing?Or perhaps joy? Did You, Lord, desire this?No — the choice belongs to us. Continue reading
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Yesterday’s Day
Once I was young — very young. I believed that people were better, that the world wasn’t so bad. In my dreams I saw my life — full of adventures, full of love, full of the fight for freedom. I wanted so much to change something, I wanted so much to be different. Continue reading
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The Price of Memory
Too many tears,too much evilwas inside me. Memory returnswith dreadful pain. Consciousnessis the rejection of oneself. In the recesses of the soullurks the shadow of a wolf —always present,ready to return,ready to sow death and destruction. I am afraid to close my eyes,lest I see my former self. Continue reading
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No Tears Shall Fall
No tears flow down my face.One cannot cry for what is gone.The sufferings of the soul are far worse.The heart is broken, the mind asleep,so I cannot weep for my own mistakes. Tell me, please — where are the peoplewho once loved me so much?They never existed — we live by illusions.Empty words cover the Continue reading
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Have mercy, Lady!
Take me by the hand, I beg You,and lead me through the wastelands of life. Show me mercy by pointing the way,that I may not go astray,that I may see the dawning light. The roads of men are crooked,only You can make them straight. Continue reading
About Me
Let us build the Church in souls on the rock of our faith. God is Spirit and we should worship Him in spirit and truth. Now in the times of apostasy of the Catholic Church administration, when very often we do not have access to real priests, this is very important. It will allow us not only to survive, but also to strengthen our faith. The truth, even if it is hard for us, always comes from God. Let’s not live in a lie. The father of lies is Satan. Let us remember this. The truth is the determinant by which I am guided when I write for several years on the Polish website I founded http://www.niewolnikmaryi.com and it will be the same here – in the English version.
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