"We Stake Our Claim"
2-17-16
Creating gaps in thought for well being
Writing raps I've been taught
For twenty-twenty seeing
Another entry from August of twenty eleven
In a special place where six becomes seven
Plowing into Daniel again to emphasize our third year
Gold is the reason for the peace at hand
Stop here and rest for awhile
I think now for Jehoiakim
Into the hands of our king of Judah
Carried into the land of Shinar
To the house of his god
Yes, into the treasure house
I sing it for you
Yet at Lebanon
Known for its forests of cedars
Come praise for deliverance...
He Wrestles
2-17-16
Worship the Lord and the holiness of his beauty
And may chastity be our human duty
Holy and innermost
Stromboli for the holy ghost
For a night in the evening
In joy and singing
For our part of vessels in the Art
He wrestles
Time to get up but O, for what I must inquire
Into the treasure house feeling sad for my childhood
Dead mouse in my backpack
I took the punishment
So what!
Save your people
And bless your inheritance
This is enough....
Unto Ashpenaz
2-17-16
Hour and a half of extra sleep was good enough
The memory is only as long as the pen
But don't cut yourself too short
In such complaisency cunning in knowledge and understanding
Trying to forget about what went on yesterday
Princess Cruciel, come back
Now subtle in understanding and such as had artists' voices
Say that I won't last and she is gone
Time will tell and I will go
Come testimony to the answered prayer
When I lift up my hands to your holy sanctuary
Holy and innermost
Let me never be ashamed
Amen and amen
To nourish them three years
Speaking unto Ashpenaz.....
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