Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
A Cure So Easy
A Cure So Easy
I’m in need, in need of hope
I cannot cling to the first thing I see
Because a cure so easy, is not for me
Through a meticulous search, I head in the right direction
In tow, not a foe, but the right protection
What I neglect to put first is what I need the most
Please save me from myself I need a Heavenly Host.
I’m in need, in need of hope
I cannot cling to the first thing I see
Because a cure so easy, is not for me
Swaying like a boat tossed in the midst of a storm
Filled with my own deception, I’m swallowed by youth
Through time and enough grace, I’m sent back on my stroll
With enough armor and weapons to protect my soul.
I’m in need, in need of hope
I cannot cling to the first thing I see
Because a cure so easy, is not for me
I cannot cry or shed a tear, this harvest is mine
I know that the healing will come in time
Longsuffering a stretch, to persevere through pain
These tribulations build character, just call His name!
Jesus, I need you to be my hope
Jesus, I have the faith that’s desired of most
Jesus, I thank you because you died for me
Your grace, your grace Lord is enough for me
Jesus, I need you so the joy can last
Jesus, I thank you for forgiving my past
Jesus, walk with me and guide my way
Jesus, I praise your name today!
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Visions
“Visions”
Here’s the balance to the equation
I’m the seeker of truth
I’ve held office in every station
Since I’ve held my nerve…
I’ve reached the curve of contradictions, false truths
and conniptions
And tried to sort through the mayhem
But I’m seeking the lost.
The cost of a medic, the sutures and antiseptic,
Couldn’t mend the life scar inflicted by Christ
Those who lose their life will win it, and a message to
the cynics,
My unfinished memoirs can open my past.
On the brink of insanity, the Lifestreams draining
Those captured in the maelstrom are feigning their sleep.
The awake to the wails of sirens, alarms and bells
And drift through the confusion; the illusion of peace.
It’s all vain glory, and I’ve observed it all.
From construction to destruction, the rise and the fall.
Maps in Space
“Maps in Space”
The summer’s
heat…Soaking Wet
My mind recoils
to something dead
As I wade
through the mine fields
I connect the
dots in space
Impressions seep…deep in thought
Astral travels,
the mind gets lost
Pagan rituals
soothe the mainstream
As the queen
remodels the door
Different views…I can’t see
Trapped in 3rd
person, so hard to breathe
Blackness crawls
through the valleys deep
And the angels
continue to war
Forest screams…sheltered beast
Jesus hand, the
winds are ceased
Lightning calls,
the hidden paths restored
As the king
remodels the door
Kingdom come…thy will be done
Satan scoffs…the shepherds run
Trumpets sound,
sounds of armor clash
I connect the
dots in space
The leopards
speak…cheetah’s dance
The image blurs
the shamans’ trance
The castle
echoes, sunlight sets the tone
I digress in
life alone….
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