Sunday, May 24, 2015

elements

Under The Elements
1-4-14


Still in bondage under the elements
Where the fullness of the time had come
Sometimes wishing to be blind, deaf and dumb
Under guardians and stewards
Until ones appointed time doth arrive
Pouring out my heart upon this page
Being the main reason why I survive
Serving as my cause for being alive
As we receive again adoption of sons
If we are faithful and stick to our guns
Still in bondage to the elements
Even so we being yet children
In a need to be refined....








Striking The Rock
1-4-14


Striking the rock once, twice and thrice
Laying down my life as a sacrifice
Continuing still in virtue and vice
To which I still pay my steep price
Catching the bull by his horns at four
Being one to justify even the drunkard and the whore
Striking the rock, expecting a miracle
In another battle won in my dirty little war
Turning a=gain to the weak and beggarly elements
To find out what it's all for
Striking the rock two times again
To extract the ink from this humble pen...










Session Conclusion
1-4-14


Observing days, months, seasons and years
Staying with the faith
By which one does overcome his fears
As soon the sun goes down
By which the music sugarcoats my ears
Being received as would an angel
By expressing these deeper emotions by laughter and tears
And I will feast tonight on abundant provisions
In spite of all scruples and of sects our divisions
As now is the time to set all of this aside
Turning my attention over to the provisions
And to swallow my pride...










On Ezekiel 29:12
1-5-14


Making my land of Egypt desolate
Coming out of such
By the faith in my feet
On another Saturday night
Living on this unnamed street
And O, how this place is a mess
But it's my mess
With no plan save my faith to repent and confess
Making my land of Judah fruitful
In the midst of countries abundant
In the oil that lights up my camp
By this mid winter morning
Soon to be slippery and damp
Making the here and Now meaningful
By her cities among cities laid waste
I am blessed this morning
With this bittersweet taste....










Still On Fire
1-5-14


If I would find the nerve to return to my former Baptist congregation
They would probably draft me into the choir
Being thirteen years now in the faith and still on fire
Bruce said this in his smash hit
Lighting up another cigarette
In that I won't quit scattering my Egyptian among these nations
To disperse them through these countries
At the end of forty years
They are gathered up from where they are scattered once again
As this will be the tenor today of this eager pen....










Ode Of Captivity
1-5-14


Into the land of Pathros
Into the land of their habitation and birthplace
Under this new law of God's good grace
Where there shall be there a base kingdom that still yet abide
Clad in cotton and lace
Effeminate for the cause of keeping company
Going astray early on this Lord's day
Living for the moment
Wherein without ceasing I pray
As such will be the basest of kingdoms
Along this narrow way
Into the land of Pathros
In my lucid dream of going there...









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