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Prawn
4-18-15


It's going to be a beautiful day
But I don't need to be out in it
I am content with sunshine through my east window
For all crayfish decapod crustaceans
I killed too many of them when I knew no better
As a child with my obsession
Of finding my own food
I'm fortunate to be alive
After all that I have tasted
Prawning my fortune that comes in the form of these words
Behold the noise of the bruit is come
Great commotion out of the North Country
All things will pass
For his mercy endureth forever....








Hear Ye
4-18-15


Hear ye the words of this covenant
This agreement, this promise and this testament
And so that we would suffer
I know that God never meant
Where cities of Judah are abundant
With the blessings that outweigh the burden
O, Lord judge me not in thine indignation
Lest thou bring me to nothing
A poem for the alien
For the foreigner and for the wild
I still nurse on her milk
Like a child to drink the waters of Sihor
O, why take the road to Assyria
My bible can serve as my cheat sheet
Of this open book test
The way of man is not in himself
Where I agree to go along for the ride
Back out to my west...










Brassbound
4-18-15


God will give right Spirit upon all flesh
The Sabbath ought to be a day for your lamb and ox to rest
Yet to moderate my volume with no ill will intended
Glad for the children that get a day off of school
So many are struggling to be in and to be cool
It's an overwhelming responsibility
The choice of mine is to stay with it
It is not the man that walk to direct his steps
I would be missing out if I did retreat
Into my man cave again
Of rulers and of shepherds
There is no reason to be suspicious
The Sabbath ought to be a day of rest...


















Straight Ticket
4-18-15


Rigid and inflexible
I stay teachable and pliable
Going brass collar
In my free choice that is something to defend
But not by life and limb
God bless those who serve our country
But not by reason of death
Yet brazen and impudent
The neighbors will just have to live with my music
As I live with theirs
Give me another alibi
And I will let it fly
And I mean no lie
Going straight ticket
In the year of sixteen
Conversations say That we're in for difficult times
Unwavering faithful but I miss the mark and I miss the point
Be comforted in this and be not afraid
I take a sad song and make it better....


























Recollection
4-18-15


I recall the love of your betrothal
And my first taste of such a spiritual gift of Being
It was beautiful for awhile
But I wanted more
For rulers and shepherds
For elders and for deacons
For lighthouses and for beacons
I had pity for mine holy name
Not to make myself equal
But to but proclaim
Many have profaned it wither they went
I can't live up to everyone else's expectations
And I have the right to turn the air up high
For the second time this season
In and around the lake
I do not this for my own sake...