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Scroll
8-7-15


This is the scroll for froth and fizz
Again I'm on the roll
And it happened when Jehudi read three or four columns
That the king cut it with the scribe's knife
And many become friends today for life
Casting it into the fire
To relinquish all of such strife
Staying safe and cool
Still abiding by the golden rule
I tell them have a wonderful day
And they tell me to take care
That is, the scroll
As Jeremiah is falsely accused and imprisoned
Come back baby
I hurt your feelings and I apologize
I pray for wisdom before I begin speaking
Down at the bench
I speak after the manner of men
And again take up this pen
But God be thanked
That ye are servants....








Joining Brother John
8-7-15


Joining brother John to another smoke
Talking music and vinyl
I pray for wisdom to say the right thing
Such is a name I can mention
Thus saith the Lord
You have burned this scroll
Saying why have you written in it
For the arrangement of Jeremiah's prophesy
I today contend quoting verses that stand out
Wanting to shout of what it's all about
At the chime of three
I tell him to have a great day
And he says take care
As I shake the dust from my feet
The seeds are planted
And it was a trip worthwhile
For our Jechoniah
And it happened
When the army of the Chaldeans left the siege of Jerusalem
For fear of Pharaoh's army
I turn it over to Dylan
On this forever Friday afternoon...








Prebendary
8-7-15


If you see me go by
Pull up a prayer
As time would fly when she pulls up a chair
Insomnia rages
But eventually I doze off
Into my peace for the five steps in Jeremiah's prison
Experiences are recorded
Here is the fundamental reason
For all that is written today
Without the nobility of the ancient race
I feel as if today I'm in a better place
It has been a worthwhile journey
Our reason for prophetic warnings
He is carried in chain from the city
Where pollution can be quite pretty
I will ask you something
Hide nothing from me...










Smatter
8-7-15


For when you were servants and slaves to sin
You thought to be free
As you considered yourself to both lose and win
To smatter and speak the language without fluency
People don't care what you know
Till they know how you care
Superficial and piecemeal knowledge
Of small and scattered amount or number
Soon I will know peace and slumber
Tomorrow's another day
And I know not how or when to put the books down
What fruit had ye then
In the things whereof now you are ashamed
On the twenty-fourth day of April
We had to say goodbye
Your close friend have set upon you and prevailed
Your feet have sunk in the mire
And they have turned away again....