To Be Just
5-3-16
Calling!
South assemble all
I'm not missing out on much
I get enough of it in my front yard
My kind of action is country relaxing
And as be I, north assemble some
Brother John calls me up at seven
And I decide to talk about my walk
Drunk up by the sod
I go my way and you go yours
Albeit she wanders
As the outcast
As Heart thinks
Arise, Peter slay and eat
What God has cleansed
That call not common or unclean
Prosperous to be just
We're only the strong....
Dangerous Pastime
5-3-16
Past or future to make Plymouth Rock sublime
Another dangerous pastime
Off we go but I don't need to leave the premises
I pray that they will understand
And regard my freewill to but linger
All things are full of labor
I will tell them that I'm cleaning
Tis as easy to be heroes
With past's blood rusted key
We are all entitled to each others' words
Waiting on him continually
Sending them to Joppa
I turn the page and there is my hope
Unconvinced by axe and gibbet
In all virtue
Past, present and future
In the church at Antioch
We can with forgiveness pick every lock
And see it up close crystal clear..
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