mantra

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Mantra
9-14-14


I repeat my mantra
O, happy day
The day he washed my sins away
Stated in the present tense
Much more than come what may
Yet to discover yet my purpose
In all that I have to say
Looking for a reason
To wake up here and now
I hope that everyone will find their way
Sticking with the plan of Yes
Along with the book of Daniel
As the king gives commandment
To gather all magicians and astrologers
I repeat, O, happy day
O, happy day...






















Consent
9-14-14


Devoting one more moment to my mission
Spending every ounce of energy
To this precarious position
So we consent with them in this matter
Under no such condition
As sweet dreams console our future tense hopes
In this in its petition
So come they to stand before the king in their song
O, when you keep a wall around your heart
To protect it from pain
You also yet diminish your capacity to feel pleasure
I devote yet one more moment
To what lies in store
O, where is my treasure...
























Enjoy (Resolution)
9-14-14


O, just enjoy it
O, get more involved
Are my first two resolutions
For the year of fifteen
Praying for wisdom and sweet understanding
In hopes to make the scene
My decision is to befriend even the worm
To reduce the complex fraction to its lowest term
O, King, live forever
Tell your servants the dream
In every endeavor
O, just enjoy it
If I keep this much
Then so be it, I do well
On different paths up the same mountain
Just enjoy...












On Daniel 2:10 (Look This Up)
9-14-14


Chaldeans yet gather
But to be alone, yeah I would rather
By my Irish Spring soap lather
To give the king command to destroy the wise men of Babylon
To but declare in that when we arrive
We'll be long gone
There is not a man on Earth
That will tell it like it is
Hoping that God is pleased with my enthusiasm
In froth, foam and fizz
Come another forgotten dream
Of Nebuchadnezzar's vision of this image
In coffee without need for cream
Seeing things in different lights
Chaldeans yet gather....












Arioch
9-14-14


Yet to answer our Arioch
Yet to roll away the stone and rock
Rocking on in spite of such a block
For only those that doubt
Upon the door we will knock
O, why is this decree from the king so urgent
By the golden key that can pick every lock
Knowing a feeling of coldness in my extremities
Due to an excess of such nicotine
To yet research my Ashram
For the cause of the way it sounds in ears inclined
With eagerness yet to answer our Arioch
O, so many words
We are yet, so as poets, taste
And not make haste...












Through Aram
9-14-14


Yet in the ruins so is the purpose
To but build again what's been torn down
As one to but earn his wings and crown
O, go live out the heavy load upon your backs
And not as men of renown
I scribble this malarkey
For the cause of hopes of leaving town
Yet in the ruins where we make known this interpretation
Of all rendition
Travelling north into our Hamath
To see what lies in store
For those that seek...




















My Seas Of Excess
9-14-14


South towards Damascus
West into Zidon and Tyre
Setting sail upon the Mediteranian for our free trade
And to but discover our vast empire
Not to get lost in a sea of excess verbiage
I am as one to preach to the choir
The last thing I want to do is fritter this away
In today my rigid attire
Following the Tigris into my personal Persian Gulf
You are the salt of the earth yet extracted
The word is love and the time is now
No matter how much we are distracted....










Groan
9-14-14


At eleven past eleven
I wish for the love and the peace
That transcends all understanding
Breaking it down
To bring this airplane in for another safe landing
To Haran on through our Assyria
And rough edges sanding
Of He that changes the times and seasons
Of He that removes kings
And raises them up again
For those reasons at eleven past eleven
I wish to pass into my Nineveh
For the cause of love alone
And to but roll away the stone
Make a wish and expect a miracle
As the Spirit doth but groan....