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My Latest Theme
6-2-15


Understanding prophesy and its meaning
We are here for all grazing and gleaning
By divisions necessary
We divide before we can multiply
Our King, our great mystery
will provide us a place
Yet to gather for the Gentiles
And as well for the restoration of the Jews pre-exilic
Isaiah post-exilic, Haggai
Nothing else matters  today
Save that which we might choose
The page is turned
The theme is Israel's Messiah
So close not matter how far
I plow on and rejoice
Hear, O heaven
And give ear, O earth
And never underestimate rebirth...








My Art
6-2-15


Turned away backward today
From the world to boycott the morning news
And cough it up
For prophesies concerning Judah
Where Christ can coexist with such a Buddha
Why should thee be stricken again
This will be my work
This right here
And no more hate, misunderstanding and fear
Comprehensive in range
For those with ears, O let him hear
Written under the sky, a clear view of his grace
For the Lord has spoken
In a higher place I wait
Until it's time to depart
This will be my work
And this will be my art....










Morning Meditation
6-2-15


From the sole of the foot to the head
There is no soundness in it
Trust I seek and I find as One
To trample My courts
And know gemstones of all fashions and sorts
Every day for us something new
But not as our last resorts
Your country is desolate
If this is what you believe it to be
According to our Isaiah
The salvation of Jehovah
Be offended if you will
I never opened myself this way...










I Wait
6-2-15


Still in love with madness
They call it Maya
The root of joyful sadness
And folly of the melancholy
And kissing under our holly
It wouldn't be much more from the heart
Another lyrical jackpot
Another fresh start
To fill our bumpers
To their fill of choice wine
All for our Plebians
I hunt therefore I am
Our common people of ancient Rome
Company we keep and another sweet tome
All senses clean
Entering Kearny opposite of Newark
We will travel light today and prosper
O, God I wait...










Alloy
6-2-15


Off to a better day
I feel the change
Off to a sweeter way
It's nothing strange
Delighting not in the blood of bulls
Those self sufficient and arrogant are the fools
Your country is desolate
By saddled up mules
I rejoice by my own conscious choice
To pull up two more stools
It feeds, it grows
Two hours till our meeting
I hope for another welcoming greeting
To follow the God that had success
I am weary of bearing new moons and Sabbaths
Never did you hear the dispiriting lies
Still to dwell beneath our terebinths
Thoroughly as with the eye so is redemption
To take away the sins of your alloy...








Crank And Thank
6-2-15


I keep cranking them out
Even in the making of my sour cruet
As well in my thanking of all that is devout
For judges under the future kingdom
As the ancient method when you kneel
O, give it a chance and rest to heal
Broken is the promise
Jerusalem is founded in peace
In that we pray and not cease
Metallica starts out my day
It goes well together with the text at hand
And I think to be as one to understand
Therefore I am
The mountain, the kingdom
Authority and rule
The fountain of my old school
I keep cranking them out...