Wednesday, December 19, 2018

elite

Our Elite
10-3-18

Let Him deny Himself and take up His cross
Time to see it straight and tell them who's boss
Taking up Follett soon in a need for another cigarette
O, is it need or greed in being a half breed in the heart of Champagne District
And wine resounded call us Lesina O, who Doyon in that I am but one to join the family
To potatoes and ham as to surrender and dislocate and learn how to love
And forget how to hate translating Egyptian essays and decoding my own Aramaic
All for the pillar be right all for Jackdaws and a page filler in that we've got the right
As true letters fly in blue and black
As one to be born in Saint Cecile not disqualified as the way we feel
In deserts sweet, our elite....





Ekklesia Revisited
10-3-18

In a hole in deed earth deep decide
Going along for the ride
As one to forget about my pride
O, restore the light of thine face giving oneself to this, the longest day
As one to give it all away in ones dangerous pastime
Call it a monkey on ones back O Zion's Mount behold
It still stands
See the wind blow through as soul soon in need
And green for another in four engined Lancasters
And filling fortresses in that it's all Scripture to me
For the light of thy face all in Phelps adapted from Spirit
Many are slain for Larry on drums
Tossing to our dogs our crumbs
Ye, nations now look up and six years later
We are accomplices in our war offices
As I open all of our salted as in this heart of mine....







Compelled To Multitask
10-3-18

As to post a note for the host
I stay in the boat
May your dreams be realized so let it be
O, turn your eyes away as a newfound friend suggests
That I look within as I introduce myself  with my business card
All with the rank of major and lights in the distance
As to give unto thee a prophecy on Borderland
We run that we should trust in it
Howl, O gate and cry, O city
Call it checkmate or a chessboard pretty
As to trust in it in dust and smokescreen for the lust in it
As the Spirit warreth against the flesh
As so I get it while it's sweet
Let our black in the flesh take to deeper lessons
For fields to till and thresh....







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