go easy

"Go Easy On Yourself", Saith George
2-15-19

Fresh from the Word or whatever the word might be to you
In multiple pursuits and true love nevertheless now behold my brothers
O, will I investigate again or stick with what I already have in Jesus
On the right hand of the throne
Soon on board my starship of satellite radio
All for the numbers of Nebo
And another seal for this transition
No power over my own seed letting it fly
According to the need
I was going to smoke one
But have forgotten false intention like a neon light
Our blade in a new and living way
Led soon to a land of promise
Where she winds back the clock
Didn't know George did balloons....






Take Your Fill
2-15-19

Soon I board my spaceship and consider another development
With streets named after planets and stars
O, show your scars led to a land of promise
In the best time for its manufacture
Count it all joy in the thing I would rather not mention
Where did you hide your halo
I dare not inquire
Without faith it is impossible
I please Him and Bono says don't follow me
Be your own hero
Hold away despair
My Jesus I need mention more and more
Finding my peace back in society
As one to contribute much
Let the peace of God rest in your hearts.....






"Believe In Us"
2-15-19

God gave me the power to enjoy my time away
Where Laban refuses but I still accept
Peace out brother but not to the point of being inept
As reserved on a rolling river as seven more years have come to pass
Moreso like a chicken in a pen among the sheep and sometimes we need come up
With lines of our own but who's we and sometimes God's Word comes from other sources
Trying to be part of the conversation
Fake it and make it
No sense in struggling to make things work
In a place where the word stricken looked like the word whiskey
On another Romans' road to realization....





On First Nephi 2:20
2-17-19

Made a teacher and a ruler
Like a preacher our old schooler
As to rebel against thee from the presence
I couldn't see it even with a sore curse
Yea, a land of choice inasmuch to hear the voice
If so be we conform as if to murmur
Saying it is a hard thing
Good to be back as I have required it unto myself
For cracked bells and H.P. Lovecraft engraven upon plates of brass
As to return
As to encourage and exhort
Nothing that she doesn't see
Back to the tent of the distant brothers
As a scourge unto thy seed
As to desire its use
O, behold I had a dream
To what purpose the multitude follows suit.....






Like A 747
2-17-19

I know this week I am cheap never to keep the commandments
Led to a land of the breaking of the promise a hard choice
Above what I have left behind by Macabre mist traps of humanity in its swirling brotherly love
Trying to leave it all behind among the mist and the coming of the storm
Of New England history lashed with snowstorm soon to be on the town
Before dark with hem fluttered deep as a sullen quarry-water pulling towards the azure
Like an express train as to break truthfully enough to call it a covenant
And only the boathouse escapes as I build a year round home....