Friday, February 9, 2018

gauze

Gauze
7-16-09

Some will lurk privily for the innocent without cause
Some seek to reconcile and follow after more peaceful laws
Every government has its advantages as well as flaws
America was but an experiment
Like a bandage for a wound and its gauze
Going home to Mother not knowing the mystery of this trip ahead
As I seek redemption to know God has a job for me
As long as I'm not dead
And I learn how to serve just where I am...




I Can Face Tomorrow
7-16-09

Quoting Scripture as a personal response
To my God who gave me my pen
Claiming verses as my own for courage
While facing my lion's den
Going home to Mother to get my head shaved again
To express both joy and sorrow
Because of grace, yea I can face tomorrow
Trying to write a piece with odd number of rhymes
Saying that anything goes just like old times
And here is my response
As a praise for today's prosperity....





Running On Empty
7-16-09

No longer experience emotions in their extremes
The only rage I know sometimes is my zeal
Yet sometimes I curse out God in my dreams
Seeming as I have done this transgression for real
I run on empty but not in vain
I haven't eaten for days
I see much self denial as gain
Looking ahead to feasts between hotel stays
And in the lobby I study my bible not ashamed
For zeal will be as a lion not tamed...





Guru Pete
7-16-09

A guru of my past said that I would never need
To join an organization or a gang
As today I read the verse refrain thy foot from their path
For their feet run to evil and make haste to shed blood
A pig is to be slaughtered yet still
He lives out his last days to roll in the nud
There needs to be a better way for me to express what I mean
Such a guide says it is futile to cry of a tear jerking scene
He is a face and a name I cannot forget....





Men Loved Darkness Rather Than Light
7-16-09

Night owl suffer judgment
Come the morning hour of nine
Yet they sleep till three
Indolent, slothful, inactive and benign
Some say it is wise to early rise
This adage I malign
Three hours till sundown
Praise God, I love the dark
Seeing the anointing of the midnight oil
A fire that rises from a single spark
Those that retire at dawn fall into sleep sweeter
Than tomorrow morning's cup of joy....






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