Thursday, May 14, 2015

reasons

Reasons
4-29-15


God has reasons why I remain a stranger
So I won't get attached like a string of emotional danger
It's just me, Lord, darling
This kill to enjoy it and not just endure it
To be purified as one is pure
The biggest problem is yourself
Satan wants you to be the center of your universe
Don't allow it to prevent you
For what you are meant to
And never mind those you have leant to
To lend and not to borrow
To believe in tomorrow
One day I'll walk on streets of gold
And I'll see you there with no more sorrow
God has reasons why...


















New Blue
4-29-15


New blue pen
I put her to work and christen her flow
I'm at it again to linger and lurk
As one to build a bridge
Until I no longer know holy war in the sky
Of flesh against Spirit yet contrary
One by which to grow
Playing old school miscellaneous cassettes
To enjoy myself here and now with no regrets
To let this feeling walk out the door due to coffee and cigarettes
New blue pen
Some go dry on me
I'm at it again
Some laugh and cry on me
Call him Jezreel
For yet a little while
I will avenge his blood
Upon those that rise up against him
In that there's a place inside
That wants to hold out
The word of the Lord unto Hosea
The son of Beeri
And it comes to pass
For my new blue pen...


















Come This Tool
4-29-15


Come this tool
It only takes two verses to stir it up
Inside staying cool
I fill again full my coffee cup
A collection just to look upon
I'll meet you further on up the road
With a song to write
O, keep me out of the heat
That soon comes into being
She conceives again and bore a daughter
Call her name Lo-Ruhamah
And I will have mercy on those that look me up
Not one to rope in followers
I'm just one to share
It only takes one word to stir it up
Now when she is weaned
Things begin to unfold
Where it never gets old
And he shall live
And the gold of Sheba will be given him
Come this tool...




















Weaned From Milk
4-29-15


Prayer also is made for him continually
As many still judge Mary
Like she were an idol
Understanding not ones intercessors
I will pray for them all to be given understanding
Of what it mean to lean on someone your own size
Not to save them by bow or by sword
Nor by battle, nor my horsemen
Or even the selling of cattle
The fuse is burning
And the snake doth yet but rattle
I build this shrine to her until she passes on
I must accept that which will be eventually
His name shall continue as long as the Sun
Not to save them by tank or gun
Prayer also is made for him...






















Ammi
4-29-15


Yet the number of the children of Israel
Will be as the sand of the sea
And the stars of heaven
Gathered together only to be scattered seven days
Seven candles
Time to break out the sandals
And say a prayer even for our scandals
Waiting for the shout from the crowd, turn it up
Your neighbor is your alibi
For you as well to make it loud
Say unto your brethren, Ammi
For you will be my people
O, God you have taught me from my youth
That it's not about the steeple...








Ankh
4-29-15


Give them work details
With fore and aft masts and their sails
Where cheetahs race against snails
And some say they're too good for such a competition
Fat cats with no front claws
They won't catch rats
Ankh around my neck of a Celtic fashion
I like to wear my faith for it is my passion
Also called the Ansate
Nothing to judge, nothing to hate
Used in Egypt as a symbol of life
In spite of all misunderstanding and such strife
Lovers give me bread and water and wool
And if you think you are too good you play the fool
Snails and cheetahs
Strombolis and pitas...







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