Friday, December 4, 2015

build

Build
1-18-08

And all that come out of captivity still need to build
As eventually mortar will crumble
And milk and wine is spilled
And those whom told us lies
Were condemned to serve
Yet in grace we are given more than what we deserve
So they said they were from a country far away
So they became hewers of wood and drawers of water today
And the spies were hidden by a harlot in God's election
As it matters not of the speed of travel
Yet only need we mind our direction
And so you think I was drunk when I wrote this rhyme
Knowing there is a tincture of sweetness in the lemon and lime....




Death Of My Ipod
1-18-08

And I've got a feline friend
Crazy enough to eat Kibbles and Bits
And I am not discouraged in this wintery season
And God knows my ipod is on the fritz
And I suppose that God, in this has a reason
So I get my licks the old fashioned way
And resort to my implements of antiquity
As I must say I've learned a lot today
As still we play with fire and experiment with iniquity
So I count my blessings and never mind what I lack
Getting back in the Word written in scarlet, white and black....





God Can
1-18-08

And we are adulterers of the earth and her kiss
Still driven by ambition, covetousness and avarice
Yet when we get it all in order
We can have a peace that passes all understanding
As in battle we increase our coast and border
As I bring my spaceship in for a safe landing
And man has a vision to touch down on Mars
Yet we don't know if such a place is suitable for man
So we wonder as we gaze into the stars
As the first step to success is to believe that God can....




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