Friday, May 1, 2015

prestige

Prestige
2-25-15


Into Tarsus, into Carchemish
We made a new wish
And toss back the undersized fish
Into Nineveh, into Achmetha
Eleven day's journey takes forty years
And here I am
Into Shushan
They say hey, you are the man
On prestige paper the photograph is developed
And I have joy in knowing where I come from
As the parched ground shall become a pool
Where the arrogant and self-sufficient is the fool
Where my Aiwa drones
With no worries of telephones
In a glass house casting not stones
Switching back over to the Sony
Seeking to repair it
I am one to put it on and wear it
Back into Tarsus
Approaching the Euphrates again
All is well with my soul and my pen...








Aiwa Fixed
2-25-15


My Aiwa is fixed like a cup of coffee
And books in tomorrow's bag of tricks
Swimming under the Tahitian moon
Now waxing until she is full
They shall obtain joy and gladness
When still I am in love with folly and madness
The ransomed will return
Where preferred is sadness
There shall be grass with weeds and rushes
As still I look to her with adolescent crushes
My Aiwa currently is back in its ministry
Of playing music for you
I've got beautiful people to believe in
Apart from Maralyn Manson
Beyond what I can see with eyes inclined
Life is sweet when I choose it to be so...

















440 To My Name
2-25-15


Thus saith the great king
O, lift your voice to sing
I looked sad on my trip with these beautiful people
He did lift me up by a willing hand
To help me to understand
In the thick of it all
Feet content with desert sand
Twenty-two packs to my name
Four hundred forty to be exact
Still lending money out of usury
If I have used this meaning wisely
In the highway of the fuller's field
This morning I prayed for buckler and shield
I speak of having plans and power for war
But I am a man of peace tonight
Biting my pink lady apple down to her core
How then will you compel one captain
In being one wanting more and more
God has much in store
For eyes to see weary and sore....








Sand Shark Caress
2-25-15


I forgot what I was going to say
But that I have found a new bible friend today
Ready to go back one more time
Then return home to write this rhyme
In November of '99
I took my trip to self discovery
And over the years I have learned how to smile
Blessed with cattle and milch kine
Another story to be written in my victory file
O, what confidence is this in which you trust
As sin erodes our lives and buckets rust
Since then I have grown much more
Than in what I can taste and touch
I caress my sand shark and walk on
Look, you are trusting in the staff of a broken reed...








We Understand It
2-25-15


Beautiful people in pictures to believe in
As one again to rejoice and grieve in
Hold on, my yellow butterfly
Spread your wings and shew forth all beauty
And to love so is my Christian duty
O, go up against this land
And take it for thine self
As spoil and prey
And tell me that everything is going to be okay
By the seaports of Zidon and Tyre
Satan wants us to live in fear
And to dwell deep in the mire
But for truth tonight I'm on fire
It can't get any deeper
Man, I've got your back
So says we in our Aramaic
To eat and drink
Our own water that becomes pleasant to the taste
Beautiful people they are to me....








Needs And Essentials
2-25-15


Need Double A batteries
Need cat litter
Need yogart and wheat crackers
I go back out on Monday evening
If it makes you happy
Then by all means pursue it
I don't keep up on Isis
Nor weapons of mass destruction
No one can wipe out this good word
Like a plane I flew it
Do not speak to us in Hebrew
As one to yet subdue it
Need faith, need love, need hope, need joy
For in the Lord Jesus I am still a boy
God's deliverance is promised
Be not afraid of the words you have heard
May salvation be more to you than just a toy...







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