forefathers

Forefathers
3-5-17

We sometimes call it bull excrement
When we fail to understand    
As all the kindreds of the earth be blessed
There, I said enough
As strength fails us at length
Our fathers have not spoken of our seed alone
Up at four writing again for my where
In all kindreds of the earth
He'd be blessed
She's not my sister and it's my ball to love
To knowledge of our forefathers
From behind my west wall
It's the Lord's day
And that's all I really need to know.....





Around The Throne
3-5-17

Hoping to get to the good stuff
Caring in a saying that Jesus is enough
Where our fathers are not taken by faith
As our true token
Thy to give your pillow a chance
And dream big
As happily I realize a tree without her fig
As we are the covenant people
Hungry and thirsty for the truth
In thy seer shall all kindreds of earth be blessed
So it's Maiden in the morning
For this gallant knight
Where vignettes are drawn to entomb us
For a call to renewal....