Saturday, May 9, 2015

acceptance

Acceptance
4-11-10


What I've been through ought to be ancient history
And in looking back what I am to face ought not be the mystery
And voices say I can't and I ask, O why not
As I come to acceptance of how my teeth will rot
But O, so what is the best thing to say when you're a nut
Proud in such a mentality
Drives me to drink more in my fatality
Yet it seems that in such I exaggerate
Thinking one month ahead
To say that I can't wait
Sleep on it so says the white rabbit
That I still chase....








Lift Me Up
4-11-10


I know that God always comes through
Even in the times and seasons when I fail to
He is mighty but I am weak
The sky is bright even when the atmosphere is bleak
But things can be a whole lot worse
Not the best of encouragement
As I face this curse
As, I want more, so is the nature for us to say
As we soon see a need to lie down and pray
And here is a lesson to learn in all of this
That in past tense parties
Not much did we miss....








Yet To Slay
4-11-10


The heathen helped forward such affliction
As the saints still refuse to renounce their addiction
And I'm caught in a corner with nothing left to say
As I have gargoyles and dragons yet to slay
But O why can't we all get along
And O, why can't we all tell right from wrong
Ignorant of the obvious
We try to write ourselves a new song
It's not as bad as we think
When our spirits in swamps we will sink
And emotionally might be melodramatic
Where all I get is feedback and static...




















Four And Five
4-11-10


Consider the four horns that scattered Judah
See to the four elements
And the fifth that make up Buddha
As hopelessly I yet proceed
I get what I want but I lack what I need
Hoping to let God and let go
Hoping to get my ticket to go back to the show
As I have more than enough music to get by
Where I see my low to serve as my high
As my shirt will brush against my chest
and in such sensation I will yet invest
And we count on sanity to face our every night....








When You Can No Longer Read
4-11-10


When you can no longer read or take notes
We are drowning in the sea to count on life boats
As we have our emotions bottled up inside
Where the sea is as deep as it is wide
And it takes all I've got to regulate
As it takes even more for me to relate
I am a man seemed to be forgotten
As grape skins get a tan
As in time they are rotten
And if I can sit back
I can partake of my ribs of half rack...










Glory In The Melancholy
4-12-10


Cannot give enough reverence and fear
For the one that brought us all the way here
It's been a long time since my elder cat has shown her face
But all will come to be according to God's grace
As such a melody is folly
As we find glory in the melancholy
So it seems like one big contradiction
Where security and consolation will be my addiction
It's a good thing that they don't know what's in my bloodstream
When still there are fires and floods and swarms of bees
In my early morning dream....







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