triturate

Triturate
4-13-16

Today I abound
At bay all is sound
Going the Way for the lost and found
To triturate and reduce it into fine particles
To lose the hate and cherish all of such divine articles
To comminute and to yet reboot
Leper for self diagnostics
I stand my ground and I have tomorrow
All day to do my thing
And I have a million and one reasons to sing
Monolithic with rigidity and invulnerability
Without Christ your cross will crush you to powder.....




Well Fed (To Practice Peace)
4-13-16

Come the resurrection
And such events of such a day
When another sinner repents
I say not this to anyone's shame
Mary Magdaline goes to the tomb early
As so my hair will be naturally curly
Genteel and well-bred
Elegant and eloquent and well fed
For monolith and obelisk
Soon I put on another compact disc
Formed on a single block of stone
Yet to mix and mingle but not all alone
Where her adversaries are chief
And I can talk to a friend about it
For facecloth and handkerchief
I risk my tail
And drive in another nail
My dream thou broke it not...





My Block Of Stone
4-13-16

Her enemies prosper
As I smart for it
Getting off to another good start for it
Her beauty is departed into territory uncharted
And soon I meet you there
In my new shirt clad and glad
Like harts that find no pasture
Gone without strength before the pursuer
O, behold your mother and O, love your brother
Come the events that follow
O, so hard to swallow
I'm free at last
Do not cling to me
In ways broad and vast
For I have not yet ascended
Meet me there soon
And we will think about it
As if going to the Washington Monument monolithic....