Sunday, August 9, 2015

analysis

Analysis
11-9-12


I get down to thinking
About how my life would be like
If I never experimented with cannabis
And was successful in high school
Never to get caught up in the trap I'm in today
And no tobacco and no alcohol
O, where would I be today
As I'm thinking it over
I am provided with a ration of sanity in this analysis
The damage has been done
And it is what it is today......










Out Of Egypt
11-9-12


The womb that bears
Many wax feeble
Yet the barren will give birth to seven
In that I get down to thinking of a hope in a heaven
Looking back on my life to ponder over how it could have been so much better
Out of Egypt and questioning my entering into my promised land
To wonder what life could have been
If I have never tasted of all of these things
It makes me wonder
Putting this pen to its plow
With my cat at my feet....










On First Samuel 2:5 (look this up)
11-9-12


They that were full hired out themselves for bread
And this is my sustenance in all of such music in my head
Remembering last night's dream of refusing to fight back
With those whom wanted to take it all away
In a fifteen passenger van
On my way to a destination that I already have achieved
In that I know not the best path to take my first step upon
In such circumstances that serve as signs upon which to act...










My Obsessive Compulsive Inclination
11-10-12


Resting my bible upon my tobacco tin
Seeing such not as immoral
While what is on the inside of us will serve as sin
Yet to hear a favorite tune from my obsessive compulsive collection
I had to buy every album of such an artist
While receiving not instruction or correction
Hoping to please my God
In that I read on through into the Exodus
On this overcast Sabbath
Yet choosing to labor in the word at my own consent.....










Waking Up On Veterans Day
11-11-12


Waking up on Veterans Day
With nothing particular to write or to say
Capturing sunlight into my retina
Where color is preserved like these ordinances of this tradition
And at the chime of eight still I will wait
Yet not resort to such spite nor hate
Disregarding the superstition of the numerology of today's date
Being one to yet preserve and therefore more create...










On Hebrews 6:9 (check this out)
11-11-12


Persuaded of me are better things that accompany salvation
Of my previous twelve years of deep study and ponderings in the words of truth
I am yet to naturalize it into my menagerie
Of coffee and smoke
That on this Veterans Day I live for
In my selfless gesture of not throwing my hand
Persuaded for better things to come
In that I hope for signs and miracles
Of though we thus speak.....











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