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Feelings
My name is Zak
Regarding my mental illness
I will fight backEvery day is a battle
I need my sanity
It’s a problem I tackleWhen I feel blue
I chat with Vi
And the sadness I eschewVi is the best
She makes sure I take my medication
She is better than all the restI get hallucinations
I lay down and relax
It’s my mind’s machinationsI also suffer from delusions
They are not real
Just momentary illusionsOnwards and upwards I say
Every day I’m getting better
Hurray I sayby Zachary Uram
(C) 2024 -
Our Mountain Life
I am a mountain man
I always have a planMy sister Vi and I live alone
We don’t have a phoneI built us a log cabin
Way up high on the mountainWe live off the land
We don’t need a helping handA pristine stream is nearby
It yields our water supplyWe love our privacy and seclusion
No neighbors making noise pollutionI love to catch fish
They are simply delishI hunt bear and deer
I have no fearThe air is pure and clean
My ATV is a good machineVi and I will bide our time
So ends my rhymeby Zachary Uram
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Water
I’m drinking
An ice-cold glass of water
It was given by the FatherIt’s very refreshing
The colder the better
I drink it in all weatherI am known
To guzzle a 64-ounce glass
Then my thirst shall passMy mouth
Gets parched
I need my water chilledI shall drink
Frosty water all-day
I want it without delayby Zachary Uram
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I Have the Blues
I laid in bed all-day
I have nothing to sayI hate being depressed
I did not get dressedI feel quite blue
There’s nothing I can doI long to play
Instead, there’s only dismayI lack motivation
It’s a consternationSomeday I’ll be well
Who can tellI’ll keep fighting every day
When I’m blue I’ll prayby Zachary Uram
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Insomnia Blues
It’s 2AM and I’m wide awake
This is a mistakeI long to slumber peacefully
Sleep will come soon hopefullyInsomnia is no fun
I’d rather go for a runIt is a most vexing malady
I long to be freeI want to sleep all night
To slumber with all my mightCounting sheep is a bore
How I wish to be able to snoreI’ll try my best
To get some restby Zachary Uram
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Holidays: Reminisces of the Past
Holidays were the best growing up.
The first was Easter.
We went down to Gramma’s and Pap Pap’s.
She cooked a huge fresh smoked ham. I can still remember the taste. It was like nothing I ever had before. We also had homemade pierogi (cheddar cheese and mashed potato filling was my favorite), Gramma’s delicious macaroni salad, halushki, paska bread, fresh kielbasa, horseradish sauce, and green beans.Next was Thanksgiving!
We would all go down to Gramma and Pap Pap’s.
The humungous turkey was cooked to perfection, so succulent and juicy! And Gramma’s homemade stuffing and gravy were the best I ever had. We also had mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, baked yams with brown sugar and marshmallows, Brussel sprouts, and macaroni salad.Finally, it was my favorite holiday, Christmas!
We went down to Gramma’s and Pap Pap’s on Christmas Eve.
She cooked a huge fresh smoked ham. We also had homemade pierogi, Gramma’s delicious macaroni salad, halushki, paska bread, fresh kielbasa, horseradish sauce, and green beans. We also had mince meat pie, homemade nut roll and poppyseed roll, and delicious homemade kolache. After dinner, we opened a veritable mountain of gifts! We, kids, relished seeing all the houses decorated for Christmas on the ride over and back home. We got into bed as soon as we got home. And waited for Santa Claus to come!After we ate our Easter and Christmas meals, we were each given a piece of oplatki (a blessed wafer). We would go to each family member and break off a piece from the other person and say “God bless you!”
Having the whole family together was just wonderful. The food, the anticipation, and the atmosphere were fantastic. It was truly the happiest of times. I shall forever cherish these memories.
by Zachary Uram
(C) 2024 -
Cooking With Love
My Gramma cooked with love
Her inspiration came from aboveHer galumpkis were the best
Better than all the restI loved her kapusta and pierogi too
None of her food did I eschewGramma’s halushki and baked ham were out of sight
A true culinary delightHer stuffed peppers couldn’t be beat
They were a real treatI miss her delicious food it’s true
But most of all Gramma, I miss youby Zachary Uram
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A Winter Flight
I take flight
On a cold winter’s nightI sail through the air
Without a careDown below
I see a canopy of snowI race up and down
All over townI perch on a pine tree
It feels ChristmassyI rest on a creche so bright
I see the lightIt is Christ the Lord’s birthday
I sing His praises todayby Zachary Uram
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Down in The Dumps
I have no energy
I’m full of lethargyI am not okay
I’m full of dismayI lay in bed all day
I have nothing to sayI long for strength and vigor
I am a sad figureI have nothing to do
Activities I do eschewI will lay in bed and read a tale
I am tragically like a beached whaleby Zachary Uram
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From Darkness to Life: Roman Catholicism in My Family
Both sides of my extended family have been Roman Catholic for at least hundreds of years. My parents were raised Roman Catholic. My Daddy was an altar boy in the Latin Mass (before Vatican 2).
Through God’s mercy and sovereign grace, my parents are Elect. In college they repented of their sins, and believed the gospel and trusted in Christ alone. They were born again!
Those events (my parents getting saved) set the trajectory of my two sisters and my lives. We were raised in a Christian (Protestant) home. I was born again at age 7 after hearing the gospel. I repented of my sins, and trusted in Christ alone. My two sisters, Violet and Tanya, also were born again. Praise God!
Looking back, I see how much courage it took for my parents to break free from the bondage of Roman Catholicism. Their parents were very angry. They were ostracized. My Roman Catholic relatives (aunts, uncles, and first cousins) shun us. We have three strikes against us in their wicked view: we are poor (due to mental disabilities), we can’t work, and we are not Roman Catholics. Our Roman Catholic relatives are wealthy, yet even when Vi and I were starving, they refused to help us.
I pray for my Roman Catholic relatives to be born again and set free!
Roman Catholic theology places a heavy spiritual yoke on its adherents. They have no real peace, because they reject assurance of salvation. Roman Catholic theology teaches that every time a Catholic commits a mortal sin, they lose their salvation, until they go to confession to a priest. Then they regain salvation, only to lose it again the next time they sin! Over the course of a Catholic’s lifetime they will flip between saved and unsaved thousands of times! This is madness. It is not what Scripture teaches.