Category: personal

  • Belly Smacking Forever

    I smack my belly at night It is such a delight I smack it during the day As I yell hip-hip-hooray Smacking my belly is the way to go I smack it fast and I smack it slow Smacking my belly will never go out of style I’ll smack it the extra mile Smacking my…

  • Altered States Don’t Define Me

    I am quite insaneI have a corrupted brainMy neurotransmittersAre out of syncIt affectsThe way I thinkSome days I’m inA dark malaiseYet, in despairLike hymn writerWilliam CowperChrist – I do praiseSome days I’m onA manic highI need sanityTo come nighAt times I haveTerrifying psychosisYet my mindRemains precociousSometimes I’m delusionalThat is quite unusualI may meow like a…

  • Freedom in Christ

    In the dawnOf the new millenniumI lost my sanityChaos reignedIn my mindDisconnected thoughtsVoices in my headMy eyes deceived meHallucinations aboundedI slowlyBecame very depressedAlmost lostThe will to liveBut at my lowestWith a fracturedMindI found ChristWaiting for meChoosing meTo saveTo adoptHe is nowAnd forever shall beMy GodMy LordAnd my SaviorGlory to God By Zachary Uram(c) 2023

  • Untitled poem by my sister Vi

    When I visited,my Grammaalwayssmiledat meandI always yelled,“Hi Gramma!”My Dadwould besitting onthe flowered couch,bothered bythe hot weather,the Pirateswere on,the overhead fanwhirredbutit wasso hotit reallydidn’t helpmuchandafter I sat therefor a while,my dear Grammawould yell (because the TV was so loud),“Hey Vi – go to the cellarand get a pop!”my Dadprotested,and Grammaalways said,“Aww, Joey,let Viget a pop! It’s…

  • My Dear Sister Vi

    You help my backWhen it goes out of whack You are so kind and sweetYou can’t be beat You cook me delicious foodIt always puts me in a good mood You do my laundry without complaintTruly, you are a saint My dear PosieYou make my life so rosy My days are blueWithout you You shop…

  • Towards a Godly Theocracy: Enlightenment Secular Ideals, or God’s Word to Govern Us

    Background In this article, I discuss what an ideal theocracy would look like, and why I think a modified theonomy within the context of a constitutional theocracy is the best model for Christian governance. To that end, I posit that the Golden Age in America was during the 17th and early 18th centuries when the…

  • Christmas in Yellowstone

    I arrive at YellowstoneOn a cold and sunny morningIt’s Christmas EveHere I will celebrate Christ’s birth I spot a majestic eagleSoaring aboveIf only I could see with its eyesTo experience such freedom and exhilaration The eagle circles aboveIt’s on the huntSuddenly the great bird swoops downAnd catches a plump rabbit in its talons I walk…

  • A Spring Journey

    The rain falls gently downCovering hills of green and brownThe air smells fresh and newLike early morning dew A songbird chirps a sweet melodyIt seems to recognize meI love being connected to natureThere is nothing greater Observing God’s glorious creationFills me with elationAll this was made for manFollowing God’s master plan We must be good…

  • My Broken Mind

    I am crazy and barking madI’m quite insaneThis is my sad refrain At the turn of the millennium‘Twas a score and threeSince I lost my sanity Now my days are troubledFilled with pain and woeWe truly reap what we sow My thoughts are speeding pastIt’s a superluminal raceI can’t keep up the pace Delusions and…

  • Thoughts on a Sunny Day

    Woe is me From happiness I doth flee Time races past I’m a ship without a mast The days are dark and filled with pain Will I ever be sane Days turn into years Who can erase my fears I cling to hope and pray Of a future happy day For now I’ll bide my…