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Mister Majesty Revisited
2-8-19

Thank you for covering for me
As to speak out and let my needs be known
In Mister Majesty the callback was to no avail
Let the peace of Christ rest in your hearts all for the view of my Brazillian Island
Can't back out now
Who can have compassion upon the ignorant
Instructed to start over to chapter one at sundry times and in divers manners
Napkin on my waist being in to brightness of His glory
Our scepter of righteousness
It was a poem almost left undone
All for my next shopping run
For origins you have I sent again....





Deja La Variabilline
2-8-19

Deja la variabiline
All for poetic champions and composers of candid creation
In Demas the dolphin and Aristarchus our main alligator
Charge up your lovelight all for the greater good tapping on mahogany wood
I'm about to die for her in finding my Armada
That I put to work in the courage and lust
As to have experienced trust in dust
Every twitch involentary
Today I clean up a little to be etched in granite
Let it shine on me as the grip the shotgun
As to salute Epaphrus brother in faith
As they are still a part of me
All for the origin of where I come from.......






Finding My Armada
2-8-19

Public passionate plein air plausible
Please pass the pepper shaker shamefully as one should
O, so many beautiful people to believe in today
Let it seek light and find it
As to care but never mind it
All for the sorrows from my eyes and joy in ears
And delicious tongue telltale tyranny pleasing Pasquinade
As the sun makes the scene but for a moment
O, was I meant to have a family as it turns out that such is all around me
Peace, Pooh Bear and tranquility to Tigger of Hellion troublesome
And my work cut out like jigsaw puzzles as we were only meant to be friends....






For Ben-Martu (Hellion Of Haste)
2-8-19

Five till ten
Alive is my pen illustrious on Great Sage Confucious since antiquity
And one more step into the land and machines do most of the manual labor
Still taking down names and kicking rump for doctrines and covenants all in the at of war
Joy will triumph over fear
Isn't it clear all for Ben-Martu in Jerusalem
The Dead are always a good idea to clean house
Howling in the pastures as wolves among sheep
Coexisting cautiously fearing for my spirits
No more gloating blindly at the throne for wanderings of waste
Sunday is a yes go
God permitting....