Thursday, May 21, 2015

chaplain

Chaplain
4-4-15


By my chaplain and ecclesiastic
I know not where to go
In a place to unwind
My spiritual adviser I am yet to meet
May not it be in vain
For the fuzz of the peach
And the grapefruit and her rind
Killed half the day
And I believe that the hardest part
Can be counted off my mind
By the chapel of my royal court
He said that I would make a good monk
Not one hundred percent a shut in
Living with my funk
I go to battle again in my kitchen when I return
And give a wad of paper towels a slam dunk
And my soul shall be joyful in the Lord
It shall rejoice in his salvation.....
















Invitation
4-4-15


Letting Haman come to our feast
O, what is thy petition
As one to give the key to the door
The beast in rumination and repetition
Quiet living on the side of town east
Packing my bag with ammunition of the third day
Esther puts on royal apparel
Nothing new under the sun
By the tolling of my freedom bell
What is your request
So you may be at your best
Tonight I get my rest
As one to borrow and not lend
And to buy and not sell
Be of good courage
And he shall strengthen your heart
All ye that hope
With my Soul all is well...
















Integration
4-4-15


Praying to pass muster
Going to battle with my vacuum
And with my ceiling duster
There is magic at my fingers
In my rehashing of my study in Esther
She is preferred of the king with sheen and luster
To still be openhearted
A question of your honesty
To integrate with my cluster
Twenty days till my deadline
Maybe only fifteen
But what is the difference
It is what it is
I'll meet you in the inner court
Where there will be one Law
In which Esther hath exceedingly grieved
I will bless the Lord at all times
His praise shall be continually in my mouth
I know I will come through
Even when things go south
O, magnify the Lord with me
And let us exalt his name together...


















Initiation
4-4-15


Esther is exceedingly grieved
To send raiment to clothe Mordecai
To put away all sackcloth
So the servant has no need to lie in every province
To thy God I will cry
Two lanes wide is our span of broad vision of relief
I breathe a sigh
Weeping, wailing and fasting
Hoping to give glory to what is everlasting
In this small room there are a million things to inspire a rhyme
Changing my demeanor before my Abimelech
Who drove me away and I don't mind
In so I spend the day
I sought the Lord and he heard me
And delivered me from my fears...










Law Of Appropriation
4-4-15


I hold out my golden scepter
As if I were there
That we might live to lend and not borrow
To take so that we might give
The law of appropriation
It works for you and I
If we know how it works
You can't write if you can't relate
As I am the one today to yet create
Only begging God for something to make sense
Out of here, Now and today
O, seize the moment
Cry out and intercede
There is nothing left unsaid
Wherin we can pray
Come my conflict inside
And my relinquishing of pride
In the northwest corner I will confide
And all of my bones shall say
Who is like unto thee
But of he that is me
Pardon this exaggerated comparison
I choose to claim it
Because I am free....



















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