synergism

Synergism
2-15-15


Synergism by my coffee and my tranquilizer
I must say that they work good together
Antagonism with my thoughts of my tomorrows
And time on my hands
It is just as it is
The sun is up and bright
And I can see now to write
I have a lot to be thankful for
Remembering my princess on Princess
I quit the McDonald's scene
Because they took away the ashtrays
But I'm glad to have moved on
Synergism, let's work together
Need to keep the mocha to its moderation
And do just what I do here
In this synergism








Am I?
2-15-15


With people it is impossible
But with God all can be saved by God's grace
I have great possessions when it comes to music
Seemingly a false security I confess
Gambling in my ways of this reverential trust
O, am I the real deal
Or am I just these words
My agenda is to go as long as I can
Before I meet the end of my time
Turning back the pages
To read it all again
This much do I lack not
O, am I?










Crossing Over
2-15-15


Plowing into the song of the redeemed
Such is good poetry
Beyond what I have dreamed
We cross over where nothing is as what it seemed
Inspired today by what is secular and sacred
A man with good intentions to use it to but glorify
My agenda is to go as long as I can without drifting away
I am not the chosen one
But I am the apple of his eye
Coming down again I pray for the safety of the neighborhood
From the strong east wind
So that we can cross over....








Getting Through Another Cold One
2-15-15


All I need do is get through today
This thankfulness is pushing me higher
Wherein I find my way
Dwelling in my shrine again
I am on fire
Forty chapters of the hard stuff
It seems like I've been here many times before
In a safe place where Jesus is enough
I seek out more and more
Yet in my covetousness
I am blessed in that I have this desire
To seek it out
All I need do is get through
And just to enjoy the coffee....








It's Going To Be Another Good One In Jesus
2-15-15


Waiting till eight to turn on my Rush archives
The day is bitter cold
But the bible scholar and poet survives
Smoking like the devil because I have them
Upon vice the flesh so thrives
I float and take another note upon my chives
Today is a day to just stay in
Where it's safe and warm
Sometimes they omit the other part of the passage
To pervert its meaning
It's going to be another good one in Jesus...








My Call
2-15-15


Praise God, it's my choice
By a weakened voice I talk like someone else
Filling the tank of my Rolls Royce drunk on truth
This time it's more than for fun, it's for real
Watching the second sermon of Charles Stanley
It's probably a repeat
I hope to meet him someday in heaven
Where we all will have a perfect understanding of one another
Keep plowing through, my brother
And dig in your box of chocolates from Mother
Praise God, it's my call....