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Praying For Over There
2-23-18

Om unoccupied afternoons
Save the strenuous transitions
I'm thinking Alas, don't think too much
For greener grass and a need to get in touch
Getting right out of this God forsaken town with parallel sides
My curious eye creeps and tonight the lion sleeps
And the moon rises over the night sky
And I can see her in the west
Going joying all for the last cup
I am okaying in inevitable dreams
Hold the line and speak it when you see it necessary
As the hireling looks for the reward of his work
As to assemble and go serving
Deserving.....





Dirk Appal
2-26-18

Signing my petition in that my skin is clothed with worms and clods
For what it's worth I win as if to better my odds
For unto the dawning of the day
Easier for us to lose our way
All for dirk appal on Scimitar
O, remember that my life is wind
And God knows that grievously I sinned
Thereby I might accuse you with itchy feet
I'm afraid I lose you
When shall I rise and the night be true
Where a tower should be erected
All for the power to be corrected
Amongst clods of dust
Love and not just lust.....





Sea Or Whale?
2-26-18

Days swifter than a weaver's shuttle
I saith unto you as I serve you that I don't deserve you
One step up and one furlong behind myself
That I go easy to say I will when it's just words
I just cleaned that part through last night
And now I'm looking for instant gratification
O, the work that I am as clouds are as to vanish
As one seems to be doomed and we banish
O, am I a sea or a whale
Spending my days in your service
As God's love doth not fail....





Strangled
2-26-18

Sometimes it's one hour at a time
Sad to say even in this dark rhyme
Absolute rubbish so says our professor
Even as much as the dust of the earth
So it would be as id I haven't missed a thing
and in one being led back to home base
I must say to be worth it all
What scares me is losing you
Dying for a little bit of closure
As to yield up this mortal frame
O, hold me close and speak the Word in the name
So that my soul chooseth strangling....






Blaming It On Time
2-26-18

So be it far from here
I need to move on with my life
O, fall a star for me with Sky as my wife
Take it easy on yourself this morning
And you will make it through the day
As so blue is the distant month of May
I hanker to celebrate my forty-five
As to suppose as Secret lieth in the middle of a cello and fiddle
And thou set a watch over me
As to bungle and botch the cloven foot
All to see in a dark place where I can no longer blame it on time.....