O, Plumes
3-17-17
Some come like the thief
Such fall with the leaf
For hunger in the wilderness
Nevertheless you sought to take away his life
O, have mercy
Suffer again and behold in the agency
Of freedom of choice
In the book of Alma
Chasing the souvenir
Neither good or bad, it just is
Let the heavens hear it
Behold the gates of mercy
In arbitrary space
These words are not my own
Come healing of the reason and balm
In the heart where redemption comes
From the holy Messiah
To exceedingly fear a reverence
And the hatred of evil come healing....
Seeking The Chrome
3-17-17
On the dark and invested sea
Taken by the wave off of someone's shoulder
We are more than getting older
God will fight for us
As the pen itself doth write for us
No matter where I go
Wrought work in the other hand
Its duty is to console
Holding up habergeons
And enough to blow anyone's mind
O, dank tarn of Auber
Trusting it to its cleansing
As we to sound the trumpet
And God to have mercy on the strumpet
Not you but of those whom walk in such ways
For wind in the trees....
My Let It Rhyme
3-19-17
Let us leave off this usury
But I am not one to speak
Talking in the tongues of the glorified and the meek
If the night is long here's my lullaby
According to the promise
Take not a vow neither upon the altar
Nor on mule, oxen or cow
Eating bread of the governor
We find it when we return
Come water that flows underneath the bridge
Throw another coin and let it shine
Behold, He offers Himself a sacrifice
Getting back in fourth gear
Around a sharp corner
Where I am just what I am
Why try to be when you're free
Make a wish!
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