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Torrent
5-4-18

In torrents of words abusive
Called by those who do not belong
You call this devotion?
So the devil tries to rain on the picnic
Desirous for another king to reign in his stead
On the end of ones rent coat
Given my first trial of a new day
Where I take all the blame as to enter into my covenants
Even as we have rent our garments for armor girded about the loins
I've got my books and my poetry to reinforce another bright dawn
Choking on the ashes of a remedy
That God may bless us
And to the Father the Son might confess us
As repenting of ones conduct and enter at the strait gate
In our song I feel as one.....






I'm Doing It Again
5-4-18

Fourteen generations to go and then twenty-eight more
As to relate the foundation just like in older and latter times
Sporting iron ore to sharpen it upon the rock
The gates of hell will not prevail against us
For Egyptian rain in our world and Gad's monsoon
In theirs so us the evidence of things not seen of which purpose
Is known in me how to be your king yet marvel not of our own soul's reconstruction
Found afresh down by the quiet sea no tide of hatred in Cowdrey unto Whitmer
O, heathen, O Gentile say it again
With a smile as called to our purpose
Thinking the matter over and I'm doing it again and God knows
Loving me like an earthquake
By Spirit in many instances.....






My First Moth
5-4-18

The worth of souls is great in the eyes of the Lord
As to desecrate cut down to size in all that I could afford for our joy
In the soul that repents for our living testament where righteousness pays
Marvel not that I call you to my own purpose as our world in ripening
Sleeping with one eye open between ordeals
Hoping not to miss any of my meals
In spite of the way it feels unto mine own purpose head over heels
As to hide my misconduct outlaw and island in the kingdom of my father
For in that name we are called in the last day searching out another Quorum
And for Priesthood I pray
As upon the north wind we ride like the seasons' first moth
O, with me is He wroth?





Read This Riddle
5-4-18

How then do we read this riddle
A little dead in the middle as Moroni rides the title of our liberty
In my own pair of sandals I take these first steps of faith
Desirous to make the scene in spite of blue funk
O, man of cunning device past to roaring falls
We are priests by all identity exceedingly precarious
I keep on keeping on till it's time to go  with all that I know
Given the gift of contemplation at the chime of seven
How then do you read this riddle
Translated by stealth as I read them even as they are rent
As it all comes down to dust for the cause of Christians
And freedom of the fresh so flavored of light thick and dark
In the ordinary load
Now this is the covenant....