Friday, December 23, 2005

Turn

Warn blanket strains to keep

together

Heat weaves like escaping hope

Into the evening chill

Whispers kissing my soul

Like a child

There you will find stuff of the kingdom

Endless talking about how it might be

Emerging egos guiding light

I am needing truth

and being led by a dim light

Or so I thought

Incarnation is all the buzz

God, I am sick of it

Hell in a handbasket

A blow to the head and death all around

Who sees the light?

Endless talking about how it might be

Emerging egos posturing like the rest

of those whom they claim to have missed

them

Paradox their drink of choice

Another drunken tatooed sailor

floating on the sea of self

God you came to us

You came to me

So simple

So raw

So dim

I miss you

Daily

Yet I don't

The very wind whispers

kisses my face

to the core of my soul

Yet still confused on direction

Leaf strewn roads

Less traveled

path eched

By souls led

By dim light and timely kisses

From a loved one

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Welcome

Welcome Pentagon folks.

Gosh, I don't know what to say.

No matter, you'll find out soon enough

Just whose interests you choose to protect

Things aren't what they seem

You'll never see everything

Seldom seen is the infinite

hiding before you

What are you afraid of

Death?

Weeping of loss is sacred.

Control profane

We've all been there

Just who do you think you're messin' with?

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Tookie

You love to rub my face in it

Redemption

Revenge

Sadness cutting deep

May hope for us rise up

From the ashes of this smoldering train wreck

Tookie's death saving us

From ourselves

I hate the bitterness I have carried

When a redeemed man dies

Exposing me with the light

of grace

mercy

Love

I want to be a better man

To fight for such a cause

No to die for such a cause

I long for the day

of our soul-filled

loved filled

embrace

God have mercy

Lord have mercy

And the Lord prayed that we would be one

Like his father and he

I didn't think it would be fullfilled

in the depths of sorrow

borne from injustice

but so be it

Monday, December 05, 2005

Gone

Not sure what happened

Maybe reality set in