rewind

Rewind (Part Two)
9-15-14




Of my bruised heel
Yes, trouble is real
In spite of what I might feel
Come the chain of these references
Desire and ambition is our next meal
I seek closure in such a conclusion
I seek beauty today in such illusion
With enmity towards my God
Of loving the world and the things therein
I rewind my Genesis cassette
So that again I can but begin
O, I will greatly multiply you sorrow
In hopes to go back west come tomorrow....




























Enmity
9-15-14


O, love your enemies
O, I wonder does this mean
For us to but condone the adversary
To but compromise the truth
So that others might see it more clearly
O, because you have done this
You are cursed more than all of the cattle
And when you pray for a victory
You will get another battle
O, on your belly shall you go
To be as one to say I don't know
As a strength
For weal and for woe
O, love your enemies
To yet eat dust
All the days of your natural life
Given the command
To just get up and go...












Come The Mist
9-15-14


Come the fire that doth devour thee
We find warmth and comfort
Come the sprinkling of cold water down my hatch
I find peace to but pray and not cease
Making thyself many as the locusts
Come the multitudes of thy merchants
I will greatly multiply
Today the joy you come to know
Come the prism in such a reflection
It's alright to but behold
Taking a step in the right direction
I was afraid because I was naked
Come the mist that doth envelop dry ground
Upon which we now stand...












On Genesis 3:8 (Look This Up)
9-15-14


Come ones divine interrogation
We hear the sound of God walking
To and fro in the garden
Come the cool of the day
To see my coffee cup as full again
Where I will find again God's way
The serpent deceived me and so I ate
To know O, so much more we can say
To hope against hope
That no one shows up at my door
Come ones divine interrogation
O, disturb us
So that we won't be satisfied with ourselves
O, in toil you shall eat of it...












Woo
9-15-14


To yet condition the life of fallen man
To but open another sardine can
To see this friction all as part of the plan
To know resistance that makes us stronger
Where time again began
For the eyes of both of them are opened
According to the eagle and her wing span
I can hear their marching feet
To but be seen through
To reach out to you
Where you will eat the herb of the field
To but frolic, court and woo
To yet condition the life of fallen man
To yourself, O be true...