Say Not, Noah Must Die
3-3-18
She says I ought to be proud
But I owe it all to my God
Beyond that high clerk of long walks of Athens
Pick up here and chase after wisdom
As to be given a situation to manufacture it
We have a great deal in common
And I think that I will become no more sluggish
Nor even numb assuring such is the case for a brisk wind
To investigate my face back in human bondage and of captivity
Is tributary to tenuous trials by similarities in crescendos
Call my name and here I come
Never give up hope against hope
For gold and silver and precious things
The choir sings
Having compassion on all whom walk by this way
Blessed are the peacemakers that they might find it
And no more bind it
Awakening the Mormon within.....
Dog Ears
3-3-18
Dog ears unintentional
Try to improve the chicken scratch
Laying blame
Take this as "wait" so do I
As tides have turned
And I have not the time to get around to it
Fleeing myself further into the wilderness in prog metal poetic
All day today or until I lose my mind again
Having continual peace in the kingdom
In the heart where it really counts
God have mercy upon the entire neighborhood
In a premesis of principal
Daring to cross His threshold
Plowing into chapter twenty
Where that came from there is plenty
Let us mix, Max as time slips away into tomorrow
For all joy and sorrow and words I borrow.....
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