Money, Money
Money, money everywhere
Yet not enough to think with
My soul might surely drown
In that deafening sound
Of the clink, clink, clink
Of those hard, cold coins
As they roll, tumble & sink
To the bottom of my cup
From which I’m trying to sup
I raise this now full cup
To try and drink
Cup’s edge at the brink
Of my own thirsty lips
Almost overwhelmed
As all I can smell
Is the odiferous stink
Of coin’s metallic toxins
This deadly metal’s liqueur
I feel now most sure
Will kill me
My thirst t’will not abate
Nor will it finally slake
The pounding, roaring lust
For more, more, more
For money’s tempting allure
Is there not some final cure?
I lust
Yet dare not trust
The swirling deadly liquid
So I will not swallow
The poisons which
Lie golden in the hollow
Of My cup
Yet with all of this said
I toss & turn on my bed
In the dark of midnight’s light
Searching for an answer
Money is not the cancer
Itself only an answer
To life’s most real of needs
It is that deadly lust
That will cause the deepest rust
To my center’s being
Oh, the hurtful sting
Of my soul’s new knowledge
So, I will try fleeing
Flinging off the desires
The deadly coins do sire
In every human heart
Turn to my inner being
Wait for Heaven’s lights
To cause a new way of seeing
Of myself, yourself, this life
And throw off money’s
Most paralyzing strifes
First True Renaissance
(Re-creation)
After a dark period
It is told in books
There was a Renaissance,
Reformation,
a Recreation,
Of culture, societies
Even of Religion
But I will argue
It had already occurred
At an earlier date
before those books’ words
Told of it. On a cross
in a small back country,
Judea
An explosion
Unseen but felt
After one
insignificant carpenter
Was crucified
Because he testified
To a new way of life
Born in blood,
sweat & tears
Why? satan has no peer
For evil destruction
His desperation
Was showing
A new world,
Kingdom,
New way of living
Was ushered in
For all who would choose
Their life to lose
Inside of His
Built upon a
Foundation of the old
Refined, purified
Like the rarest of golds
For the sake of man
He took our hand
And led us to
His cross
Meant for all
Not just a few
A new earth order
If you choose
Of faith, belief
So on that Day
And in that way
His new earth kingdom
Started.
Change has
Happened
Time for it
To spread
To all places
For the good
Of all faces
Death defeated
satan exposed
for the liar he is
time for the world
to know
it can change,
grow,
because
Christ says so!
Do not have to wait
For a distant heaven
New kingdom life
Is now for the taking
Now is the time
for the slaking
Of our undiminished
Need for God
For every man,
Woman, child
To take us out of our wild
Unruly state he found in us
Return to us His paradise for all
Please I beg of you,
do not refuse
His holy, righteous call!
Revolutionary’s SoundsWhirling, twirling
Swept up into the air
Revolutionary sounds
Were everywhere,
all around
Ignored they were
But they were heaven’s cure
For what was wrong
Within the songs
Of man
For all our evil,
Corruption unbound,
Still they refused to see
What God had pleased
To send them
So only a few listened
To the man on the cross
Ignoring from his lips
The purest, shining gloss
Of a revolution’s sounds
Bringing words of
Great worth
Love, joy, peace
To His earth
Heaven’s purest, pearls
Our souls He did seek
And so Christ did die
On the very rocky ground
He had created
Our God,
Alone and bound
But still left behind
For those who choose
The fiery, purest joy of
His Revolutionary’s Sounds!!
Not Even in A Blender
Blades whir,
Solids dissolve
Large chunks puree
Into a goo
Blenders good
For many things
In our kitchens
They do bring
From many foods
Convergence into one
Unfortunately, in life
Things are not always so
Some things cannot,
Should not mix
For the welfare of our souls
The dark and the light
Will never mix
Nothing that a blender
was ever meant to fix
Never meant to be
As oil is to water
Separate from the
Beginning
God’s light will
Not ever allow
satan’s dark to stop
His shining!
So do not fear
Shed not too many tears
There is the one that
Took our place
Opened Heaven’s
Pearly gates
Christ paved the way
Saved all our days
From the whirling,
swirling blades,
that chaos of the darkness.
SoulSails 