It's Free
9-27-14
As I hesitate from kissing this book
Hello
As I vacillate between here and there
And then and now
My weal will serve as my woe
O, I'll recover
O, I will live
To be soon again
Accustomed to the plow
As so on the way back
In there she was with all that
Paradise could but allow
O, three more hours till I see her
I still but traverse this wilderness
And make no vow
I bring it all back to me
It's cold in here
But it's hot out there
But this is something to but see
By another new beginning
In knowing that it's free
Yes, it's free...
Resolution: Enjoy
9-27-14
My new years resolution
Is to but just enjoy
As so this year
I must say
I've been a very good and bad boy
Deserving of coal
To be placed under my tree
To but recreate all that I destroy
O, don't ask why
Ask instead what can I learn from this
To christen pens to but employ
By another sweet new beginning
My resolution is to but just enjoy
Come static and desire
Come real enthusiasm and fire...
Mean
9-27-14
Scripture memorization
Will be my next mission
To give God praise
Even in such a feeble condition
Happy to be even in such precarious position
Soon coming up on the year of Fifteen
I'm tired and naked
But still I make the scene
I still imagine the worst case scenario
But I press onward
As leaves cease to be green
Where I will choose my sanctuary
To go and find out
What all of this can come to mean....
Picnic
9-27-14
The picnic was my next endeavor
I did not believe this time
As now is something up against the rest of forever
I came, I saw, I conquered
And it was good
Come name, come craw
Do all that I might sawn asunder
And but severed
I'll be the glass and stony sea
I'll be free, yeah
I'll be just me
Refuse again this proposition
With a song in my head
Singing nothing's for free
O, the trees of the woods
Shall rejoice before the Lord
May us see the whole picture
That it is good
Go to the picnic...
On First Chronicles 16:33 (Look This Up)
9-27-14
The trees of the woods shall rejoice
To memorize this passage
Will be my conscious choice
To be One to say
Oh, hey, today's going to be a good day
So saith the still small voice
O, keep your eye on the other guy
And see just how he doth handle it
As you can too
By the christening of another pen
Glib, fluent and true blue
I didn't mean to push her off my seat
According to the me
That is in the real you
Come in and shut the door
And open wide
God bless these books
And O, damn your pride...
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