Poems to Jesus Christ: The Lost Poems Collection Volume One

By Kassi Ydris

walk amongst the wild-berries my children
to reach the natal plums

teach the young to be wise
in God's garden there are many flowers with thorns
even thorns
give new life
in the sun.

America, America
a wise man once told me,
"Don't waste your life being sad ...
there is more happiness in love than hate
there is more joy in cheerfulness than bitterness
look up at the sky my sons, my daughters, my children,
you are not the lonely ones."

America, America.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Feb 29, 2012
• ISBN: 9781469149226

Kassi Ydris

Mr. Kassi Ydris, is a former English Teacher who did Missionary work in South Korea for 7 years and Japan for 5 Years without a church. He did his work teaching mostly poor kids in Asia how to read and write so that they could get a scholarship to enter a good college or university. After coming back to America, he spent 7 years taking care of his mom who had Dementia and other health Problems. After his mother passed in August of 2016 he lost everything and is now living by himself. The series Emerge: Poems from my Soul he was writing it before his mom passed away. Originally, it was going to be one big giant book of poemsalmost 400 but he decided to break it into three books. Emerge: Poems from my Soul Book One Emerge: My Incandescent Heart Book Two Emerge: The Sun, The Moon, The Stars Book Three This is the first book which is his vision of the world In which the lights of all the good souls of the world shine against the darkness to make it a better world for all of us. He is now 48 years old and working on Book Two. He dreams of One day becoming wealthy and using his wealth to cure the lepers in India and help the Orphans around the world and buying a house for himself so that he has more privacy doing his writing. He knows that money is not good or evil and it is the love of money that is the problem in the world and not money itself which can be used to help the needy and the poor and make the world a better place for all of us since you cannot take the money with you when you die.

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America, America

(inspired by and dedicated to Vice President Joe Biden

and Speaker of the House John Boehner with much respect

and admiration always)

America, America

my heart sings to you

now that I am no longer lonely.

a wise man once told me

Don’t waste your life being sad.

America, America

wild-berries and natal plums

sky blue seas

my heart belongs to you

there are different kinds of sadness

some deep, some darker, some lighter

wake up and find your strength

don’t become a nation of complainers and blamers

with my tears I have cleansed your darkness

there’s a feeling that it’s all for nothing

in a world of hate

but it is the light that fires up the soul

that unites us against

the bitterness

of evil.

a wise man once told me,

I have faith in you

someday you will fall and break

but you must get up

learning to heal

teaching yourself to mend

not a patched up version of yourself

of the old

or a better version of what once was

but a new vision

of tomorrow

lighting up the hearts with brightness and hope

of the young, of the new generation

America, America

I have faith in you.

walk amongst the wild-berries my children

to reach the natal plums

teach the young to be wise

in God’s garden there are many flowers with thorns

even thorns

give new life

in the sun.

America, America

a wise man once told me,

"Don’t waste your life being sad…

there is more happiness in love than hate

there is more joy in cheerfulness than bitterness

look up at the sky my sons, my daughters, my children,

you are not the lonely ones."

America, America.

©2010 Copyright by Kassi Ydris

Wednesday, December 29th.

Costa Mesa, CA—USA.

I am

(Dedicated to all the people of the world with love)

I am every one and no one

I am your pain and your joy

your laughter, your sorrow

The light in your eyes

when you smile

I am the love in your heart

That can heal

The beauty of a baby’s cry

The love in the voice

Of a child

I am every one and no one

I am a circle completed

I am

Here.

©2010 copyright by Kassi Ydris

May 26th. Costa Mesa, CA—USA.

Out of Slavery—Into Freedom

(Dedicated to all gay/lesbian/bisexual and

transgendered people of the world with love)

I bless you with

my soul

And

With my heart

I want to help you

for

you have suffered much

my children

together we can push the rock

over the hill and over the mountains

transforming weakness into

strength,

beauty,

endurance,

fortitude

and

Love.

if God were here

he would say,

‘I will not let the world kill my gay children

anymore’

And you who hurt them

Stop using my name for evil deeds.

All of you who have killed the innocent lives

Of gay and transgendered people

Your day of judgment

Is

Here.

Free all gay men and women and transgendered people

Free them of hate

It is time for the new slaves

To see Liberty

and See

the

Sun.

© 2010 Copyright by Kassi Ydris

Tuesday, May 25th.

Seoul has no soul

(Dedicated to all Korean people in the world).

When I needed someone you pushed me away

from your heart,

I walked the streets of Nandemoon to the cathedral

The people in the Korean catholic church rejected me—

I was homeless—

I slept in Liberation Park in the cold

on Christmas Day.

My body and my mind

were frozen.

I went to the bars to ask for help

in Itaewon—

but the Korean guy that I loved rejected me

for a handsome muscular guy

he was kissing in front of me

I wonder why ne never kissed me

my heart was broken—

I really loved him.

I loved Korea, I still love you

My beautiful Korea—

One day I hope

you understand…

stop selling your women and men and children

to prostitution

and your souls for sex, drugs and money.

Teach yourselves and your children

to be humble—

Korea belongs to all

not only the elite

the rich can’t take their money to heaven

it is the poor, and the humble and weak

who will make it to paradise first.

when I needed someone you pushed me away

from your heart.

(c)2010 Copyright by Kassi Ydris.

Written on Memorial Day, May 31st.

Costa Mesa, CA—USA.

The Tears of God

(Dedicated to all the people of Texas with Love Always)

Mockingbird, Mockingbird,

Sing me a song,

on bluebonnets the leaves and the petals

sing to me

who has never forgotten

the hearts and souls of Texas, my Texas

don’t be so lonely

I have always had a place for you in my heart,

the souls lost find their way back to the light of God,

and Jesus Christ’s love

makes a new path to his ascendant spirit in