approval

Approved Again
6-20-19

All to make up for lost time
In the halfworld one thing leads to another in Sister Eustacia
Looking over my shoulder wiser and older among Merlin and Vivian
And Alhan knee can we come to see
Hoping that I need not tiptoe out of the room
As to be approved of our ways in ones head flowing repeatedly
Remembering the trigger finger and crooked headpiece still yet cavorting
Fold at one twenty and restore my sleeping sack again through Pithon
Where we find treasures where we can have both spirituality and pleasure....






Innocent Untruths (Real And True)
6-20-19

Answering innocently untruths made real and true
And that seventies sound of horn and cymbals up from slavery into emancipation
All meekly spoken for my true token as cessation will be my own choice
Call it suffering in a parchment not to supper over the loss
Seeing fives and tens and tweties politician or preacher in Booker T. for three-fifty
Struggling upward with more self control beside Pi Hehinoth
We can have both O, limn of toe rod to prove that there is God
And there is Christ O, how poignant......






Soul Sister (Miriam)
6-20-19

Mormon friend move on and I wish them well
Up from slavery into emancipation still subject to the vile of vices
Still willing to pay those prices and we did so as flesh says, "Got to have it"
And Spirit says, "Cease and desist"
Gaining honor in all temperance
God doth surely visit us
Up from slavery rising to emancipation
No longer in captivity south to our Red Sea of new hearts and living minds
All have suffered on Freedman quelled
As this resin is not satisfaction
O, welcome home Sunday as I draw my sword
Faithful in praises for Midian our rebellion.....






On Exodus 15:25
6-20-19

stretch out your right hand and pray to come to understand
Mind on tomorrow optimistic as trembling takes hold of us internal
Beauty in being busy preferring to be dizzy
Dashing the enemy in pieces knowing well being among chosen capital
And trouble yet vanishing on the spot as cast into the waters
We are shown our tree of good fruit as a hundred before me snug songs of praise
And the blue collar worker gets his raise
Just as long as I stay in Houston
Who is like unto You, O Lord
Taking up timbrel with our sword
Till we pass over in the mountain of inheritance.....