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I'll Be There To Testify
9-13-14
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To instruct our Ashpenaz
To get on with all of that jazz
To regard our heroes
To interpret our dreams
To partake in morning coffee
Where nothing is as what it seems
There's a place in my heart for you
Come the orient rising of our sun
And its radient beams
Carried into the land of our modern day Shinar
I believe that you know that our faith is secure
To instruct our Ashpenaz
To but besiege our Jerusalem
And to claim the land to us
Given....






















Latest Entry
9-13-14


Remembering a time of uncertainty
Where I would obliterate my old diaries
Just to say that I choose to leave the past behind
With music in my head
And brethren on my mind
Requesting of the chief of eunuchs
By stars and planets aligned
Till the day that my veins run dry
I am to God as one of a kind
In the third year of our Jehoiakin
It all begins again
It is a truth well worth repeated
And as fodder for my pen.....












I'm Still Waiting
9-13-14


Planning on another order
Of my gold rush barbeque wings
Living beyond my means
As the herald angel sings
Knowing God as my provider
In the joy that it brings
O, young men in whom there is no blemish
Quick to understand it
In all clarity
The greatest of our attributes
Is our charity
Sing while open hearts are willing
In all verity
In our times of luster
Waiting for the flood
We don't agree with your concept
You'd rather be washed in blood
O, how can it be
When one does not understand it...














Delicacy
9-13-14


To have the ability
To in the king's court serve
To receive much more than what we deserve
In the Babylonian court
Like a wanderer we swerve
I will rock on and write what is on my heart
On the tip of such a humble pen
To the miracle of life
Where I do it all again
O, Nebo protect the landmark
For rhymes threescore and ten
Going back into my captivity
Thankful even in the lion's den
I am what I am
But not according to when...
















Letting Yes Be Yes
9-13-14


I write today with a pen
That has lost its cap
Looking back on my excursions
In resorting to my Adams County roadmap
Such was my passion
According to all lot and hap
To purpose in my heart to but go
To let my yes be yes
And my no to be as no
To consider Azariah and his friends
For weal and woe
Requesting of the chief of eunuchs
That he would not defile himself
By the evidence of our confusion
To propagate our peace
Into this favor and goodwill
The more we fear
The more we lie
Come the light on my east window sill...