mortal

Of My Mortal Ministry
3-7-18

Still getting free in doing what I do
As the bitter taste still lingers
And I get the feeling back into numb fingers
Trapped behind a wall of flames
Starstruck and stoned by the battle within
But it doesn't hurt too much this time around
O, Vow of liberty be mine
As a sister in the faith as to his preordained mission
In another lifetime the road is full of mud
Twenty steps down to the bench
To be cast in their voices as I rove about
And sometimes wander too far off from the main thing
Answered upon my own head as I inherit the land
You can say I'm just using it
As one day it will use me
But not to confound or confuse me
For the atonement
The most heroic act of all time....





Nehor Still Teaches
3-7-18

As to teach false doctrines
No longer now that we are made stronger
In buckets of freezing rain
Good thing it melted as it hit the ground
For pails of moonbeams and crazy dreams meek like an oak
Tall and humble as one rover again to stumble
Such is a lie I tell myself to keep going
One day at a time
Finding my copy of Frankenstein
No such crime
We have an inkling of it at pine grove furnace
At the age of nine
O, so courageous
Tutoring for the next several years
As to but be a hedge immediate area
Will enough to find several more reasons
To keep on keeping on
Where Nehor still teaches something strange....





Unexpected Visit
3-7-18

Figuring the driver was in a hurry
Looking out for my own front bumper and frame
It's all in Spirit and Word and name and pushed back fender
O, pretender call me a soul sent back into Zarahelma
On my second way through establishing peace in the land
Interesting visit from a Caucasian rapper
Enough to drive me back to the crapper
But at least we hook up and make peace for hereafter
And the feast of changing my way of thinking
Putting my good foot forward
I won't let it rock my world
But to instead inspire myself
And God's cleansing fire answered upon my own head
Don't listen to those that say you're better off dead
Wearing that brass ring and observing the golden rule
And far kings on high
And not today O why...





Priestcraft
3-7-18

Nehor teaches strange things
And I take up the Kreutzer Sonata again
In my vintage Russian Library of hard truth
As revised by Kamen
If the case be of man it will come to nought
Do unto others like you have them to do unto you
Still delighting in shedding of blood but figuratively
All men cannot receive these sayings
And I'm all firer up for tomorrow
As I come through again later this afternoon
Avoiding not such acquaintence
All smoked up and percolated
On the train from the very start
As a lawyer learned
Set aside the book due to the pages falling out
Yes, that man appears again
As to establish this priestcraft
And we support ourselves with God in us
Don't miss the bus.....