Thursday, April 20, 2017

filth

Filth Of Pocket Change
3-19-17

Restore their vineyards
To see us range and smile
Filth of money in hand
By night seasons
Needed for the caterpillar to transform
Calling our priest for people according to the promise
O, filthy pocket change
In the forty-fourth year
Of trying to learn how to live
Don't try too hard
Let us leave off this usury
On the corner of Market and Memory Lane
Stuck here again
I heard and inclined unto their cry
Where all I need is love
In ink stains on old jeans
By freedom of choice
Our agency as strangers...




On Jeremiah 23:5
3-19-17

Wishing hour
Much like witching hour
And lightbulb switching power
The days come I raise unto David a righteous branch
As divers washings to get the filth of the money off my hands
And Jesus understands
As the King will reign and prosper
Much to be said of the why
As self explanatory in the why as self explanatory
Is the where and who
Flickering up to heaven by my outcast oblivion
And ignorance no longer an option
I gather the remnant to execute judgment and justice
In the earth as the government on His shoulders....




Crashworthy
3-19-17

Gathering the remnant of my flock
As one to strike thrice the rock
I can't help it to visit them of their doings
And it's a glory and shame
That I am what I am
In joy and sorrow
Share you love with me
Woe to we that scatter
Yet to gather the seeds to scatter again
For city lights and forgetting my stay at the Holiday Inn
On seventeenth for crashworthiness green and crass
Making the scene untying the ass
We need each other to lean on....




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