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Remove (And It Is Removed)
12-1-17

Taking up disguises
Waking up surprises
To have faith in Me for the fall of rain
Another dream of Sane Sun and Mecurial Mars
Go out to catch a glimpse of the stars
As a voice tells me to focus on my books of hulled grain
And grits never calling it quits
All for Flanders and philosopher
How dare I call myself
Fitzgerald from off the shelf
O, mock no more after our words
But praise Him that makes it all possible
For enriched classics on the whole
Bless your soul of form
With Mother and a wonderful platter
Whose life is but to the angel view
Same old song made new.....




Still Sitting On Gold
12-1-17

Got Jesus
So read on in the New York Times
Book review fortune awaits
And my brother whispers that I'm still sitting on gold
For the children of men is charity
Not very long ago
Of Boer horsemen
In the State Medes Skies
Old made new
As to put my hand to the belt
Knowing infinite niches in this
So did half the continent
Look into the blue
Loving over Haldane
Organizing return fire
Finding himself comforted
With heavier matters of three armory trucks
Having a more excellent hope as to receive the inheritance
By the standard of righteousness
Sail away back to the here and now
As to return to Estcourt
But not as ones last resort
O, good report
As parole promises the proud...