Danite

 Danite Duty 

8-30-20

Nothing to keep up for illuminated forwards 

Pressed for pleasure pleading in piety 

Like endless flock of seagulls that moved over mans' 

I at once grieving sensations in their gathering

For gray dreams of oils and gold jar soil

And rewards of the roll of the drum 

On the promise of a new day 

O, the joys of the new norm 

Get it while it's still warm 

As I be writing up a storm 

Under the reign of Asanol 

In the way for the king in the first attic 

As armies were 

Go figure....

Back In The Word

8-30-20

As the zeal of Zaboth 

These are the numbers 

All for richer cucumbers and tomorrow an industrial shopping trip 

My arms an I known in Naphtali 

For lost dogs found and Zebulun of zest 

As we could keep warm with Jesus to thank 

Looking the whole wild world over

By the last days of August 

Be here now for our Gadites 

With all manners of instruments of peace 

At ones commitment back to turning Ahalia 

Where my main thing is my act of compassion 

So saith my main man jesting with Jorabar 

Still taking down names and kicking rumpus....