Ironclad (On The Platte)
2-28-16
Remember nothing you've been told
Means anything to me
Yet Tanzanian is our cash crop
Come and see
On the Platte at the chime of five
Where the lion rock is weeping
Looking for James Fort to but acknowledge and exhort
Transcontinental in Ragtown in our ragtop
We wreck it today only for a crash tests
By sharp arrows of the warrior
And coals of the broom tree
It's more than fun and games to me
In our restless age in golden temples on the Platte....
Don't Miss It!
2-28-16
Wherefore by their fruits shall we know them
In plunderings and loots
We will show them
All for ones frontiersman
If I reach one today it will be worth it all
Along my international border to birth it all
Our region just beyond of a legion
Not touched by the magic wand
And them will I profess all that today I confess
Doing many wonderful works in just this
It's a sermon I won't want to miss
No, not for the world....
Today I Request Prayer
2-28-16
Lord, I hope for your salvation
Giving thanks for my food and its salivation
The list is made and tomorrow to the market
All in full is paid
Songs of Ascents sung by those
From all parts of Palestine
It's old and in decay yet brand new
Come the month of May
And the rain descended as the floods came
A faith not to be prevented in Word and in name
Apathy rolls off my back like drops of bath water
And behold there comes a leper
O, I will, be thou clean
Crazy regardless
I make the scene
Let my cry come before you
Today I request their prayers....
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