back to school

Back To School
6-2-14


Behind my sarcasm
Desperate memories lie
And so we inquire today of the who, what, where and why
Professing to be wise
I become a fool
In dreams of by my own voluntary will
Going back to high school
Turning the page again
To behold my garments
Spun by threads of cotton and wool
Trying to recapture such desperate memories
Of trying to be cool
O, hello my distant brother
And join me to a duel
Given over to uncleanness
And the lust in my heart
I wanted her like no one else would
And I cried on my pillow.....














Boast (I Yet)
6-2-14


Untrustworthy and undiscerning
I am me and I am still learning
Known to hide behind brown and mild eyes
Yet mine would be of hazel
And I am far from being wise
Unloving and unforgiving
Remembering last night's dreams
Of taking a dump and attracting flies
It needs to be about something
According to the truth
That make real the lies
As those violent, boasting and proud
Where my music in my headphones is never too loud
I don't know where to go from here
But to remove the veil and shroud
Untrustworthy and undiscerning
Yeah, I am me
And I'm still learning....














Do (Practice)
6-2-14


The word practice
So is synonymous to the word do
Given the benefit of other translations
That give insight into the real you
Where all Scripture is profitable
To hear yet something new
Therefore thou art inexcusable
Come the morning light
And on the grass such dew
As you practice the same things
And make it real through and through
To a fresh new raw acoustic sound
By ink in these sacred writings
Of my black and blue
O, how will we escape this judgment
In this darkest day of mute reminders
Of these poppy fields
Where wanderers find their way....












The Disaster, The Miracle
6-2-14


In immortality and by incorruption
By the shaking of the earthquake
And such a volcanic eruption
By natural disasters and heavenly miracles
In knowing no such corruption
Heaping up for yourself wrath
In the day of righteous judgment
There is no partiality with God in all of this
Where we are content with well being
And cease the chase for bliss
As the doers so are justified
And not only the hearers
By the shadow of such a screen
On my east window
As yet to judge so are these secrets...












Led
6-2-14


As an instructor of the foolish
As a teacher of babes
As sheepish and mulish
Indeed you are called a Jew
As a distant brother in my hall
I wish you well
And no one has the right to put such a people down
Led by the Spirit to return to my journal
Kept in the year of seven
Purging away again the dross
According to the fermentation of old leaven
Where the doctrine is the glue
As the name of God is still blasphemed
In what lieth in me and you
Finally as one to understand
The feelings of the few.....












Eighty Proof
6-2-14


Yet to prove the weight of the world by its innocence
Yet to prove its innocence
In that we have all gone wrong
Yet to prove all fallacies
By the writing of this song
Yet to prove that indeed I am
By my childhood tokes
On such a lukewarm water bong
O, what advantage doth have the Jew
But that he hath tagged along
As by the futility of these words
I attain again my throne and throng
O, what advantage hath the Jew
But to prove one's innocence in such guilt
And to trace another stain
Of wine and coffee yet spilt....












....Their Condemnation Is Just....
6-2-14


O, go ahead now and take your fill
By that toke and swill
By one's denial as his coping skill
By another expensive but cheap thrill
By God's way and by his will
By a poet's going through the mill
For if the truth of God has increased through my lie
To his glory so it will be the telling of the truth
In my story telling like it is
Of where I come from
O, why am I still judged as a sinner
By the beating of my own drum
O, go ahead and take your fill
As we are slanderously reported
As some that yet affirm
O, go ahead and swallow that worm....