Saturday, August 19, 2017

implosion

Implosion
7-3-17

O, do I wear a façade
Just for the Son of God
For He can see right through me
On planet earth this cause is not accidental
Come my intuitive view of sweeter horizons
Slow down this morning
And just enjoy the coffee
Black, hot and sweet
For life-forms benign
I no longer malign
Make your way straight before my face
And help me to greet her with a warm welcome
Renting robes to a hungry wind
And for noblemen of wealth
Here's one to your health
Bursting inward our ingressive
Release of suction
Stop to read the sign...




On Galatians 4:30
7-3-17

Obdurate and unmoved
The fact the He doesn't exist cannot be proved
Stubbornly resistant and impotent
You fear what you don't understand
Why will ye die as I live
I have not pleasure in their death
Mulish and unyielding
Come broadside
Nothing hurt but my pride
In hopes to be free from prejudice
Liberal and tolerant
And some crazy music
Come Epiphany
O, what can I do with this
A hole in the window pane
What saith Scripture
Cast out the bondwoman
To not be heir with the free....





On Romans 2:28
7-3-17

Not a Jew outward in the flesh
Writing in blue with ink fluent and fresh
Like the monkey in the corner
Tomorrow promise me that I will make it through
By the law of Spirit and Life
The son abideth forever
Overwhelmed by the Pacific
Talk to me as it seems that I cannot speak with no reply
For servants brought forth out of the hand of Egypt
It seems to me time for me to make my move
All for scribes of Pennsylvania
Casting pens upon the earth and oppressive head
Stay cool, brother
Meeting on smoke breaks
I'm still lying to myself....






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