Pronouncement
6-5-14
O, what doth the divine pronouncement say
To him according to the remnant
That want to give the higher branches a trim
Yet to prune stems of hope
Yet to shine bright in the night skies
No longer gloomy nor grim
According to the circadian rhythm
Of songs of cicadas
The cup is filled again to the brim
According to distinct substances
By this essence genuine and real
Where the truth depends
Not on the way one might feel
All that pass by clap their hands
And hiss and wag their head
In knowing that we are all of one bread....
It's Not What You Lack
6-5-14
What else do you lack to make it right
As one to plow his way straight into the night
It's not about what you lack
But what you already have
So why do you still seek for it
Like ones hunger for another big mac
O, you are already full
Yeah, you are already rich
Your job is the what and not the how
Leading the blind into the ditch
So we can rise up again and recover from this twitch
What else do you lack to make it right
O, walk by faith and not by sight....
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