Pekah

Greet Pekah (O, King)
10-13-17

Sometimes change is good
Where dentists need lots of patience
And interred hope
You're not offended In the fate of those whom follow suit
They come all for peace
Another opportunity to witness what I have seen
As to scoff at kings
By all means begin your day with barley
Leading us to God
And the wicked to destruction
Us and them
Great song
Needing no wings to fly
In a heart of stone
God, have this change to be auspicious and authentic
As to gather them in their drag
I repent in jammed door sometime soon
"I see", she says
Only a fair vision of probability
Showing each other the ropes
As so the victor manages and copes
Before the throne, yeah, serve somebody
Greet Pekah in the whodunit.....





Blessed Are Those That Read And Keep It
10-13-17

Tails like smoking firebrands
God have this change to be one of hope
Manufactured by experience
Still bathing in Irish Spring deodorant soap
Meet Shearjashub in the waves and in the rocks of the mountains
Needing not a hiding place in the conduit of the upper pool
Going to war against our own but not left to die all alone
Where we will hunger for all knowledge
Blessed are those that read and keep what is therein
Fully persuaded to be in a better place
Plowing through the Revelation again
In that it doth succor the pen by the smoke of my no incense
Getting a little cold in the air
Be quiet and fear not
Praying for a better deal
Neither be fainthearted
Praise God for all that is to be done
As Syria is confederate with Ephraim
We are what we are in the faith toward each other....





On Revelation 8:3
10-13-17

Looks like your goat wants popcorn
Lost in a subway
Call it mumbo-jumbo
Neither be fainthearted
As its comfort reappears
Take heed, be quiet, fear not
The head of Samaria is Remaliah's son
Must needs pass on through
I will not ask nor tempt the Lord
In this much I am untruthful
He, the usurper does live on
Glad for the coming of dawn
Speaking again to Ahaz
To hear of all of that jazz
As a virgin shall conceive
To bear her son Immanuel
Give us time to begin our shift
As the land is forsaken in desolate valleys
Fire mingled with blood
As love begins with new love
As to just as well consume bread dipped in Mother's milk
A good remedy for insomnia
I once knew with prayers of the saints
Upon the golden altar....