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Brick
11-23-15

The walls of life are silenced
And there's no turning back
Next book: entitled Brick
It's something I yet lack
Sitting at the receipt of custom
With burning flack
Our woman with issue of bread twelve years
And so our love will conquer these fears
Pray that God will send laborers into the harvest
They that are whole have not need of a physician
Forty years thou sustained them in the wilderness
They lacked nothing...




As Folks Travel East
11-23-15

You subdued before few
The inhabitants of the land
Library books renamed all for them
So that scholars can come to understand
Giving Canaanites into their hand with their kings
And the people
A churchgoer sings
But not about the height of the steeple
To turn them to yourself
God doesn't want us tripping with guilt
For he is not concerned with the wine I have split
Nevertheless we are disobedient
Casting the law behind our backs
Another simplified ingredient for photographs
Pinned up by thumbtacks
And snapshots of where I come from
As they work great provocation....





Soft Spot (My Morning)
11-23-15

Mornings are my soft spot in such a vice
The enemy knows
The harvest is plenteous
Yet the laborers are few
O, see that no man know it
As all things are made new
City of Samaritans enter ye not
But go to the lost sheep
Another fear has passed over like a breeze
Taking possession of the land of Sihonah
Shod smart tonight
Freely ye have received
So freely give
I send you forth as sheep
In the midst of wolves
Another fix imperative
Morning is my soft spot
And God knows just as well....