Wednesday, April 18, 2007
the feeling
No longer restrained, chemicle explosion taking place in my brain,
For some purpose there's a desire to let go, take a jump off the cliff, just let go of control,
Some strange feeling that we need to grab ahold, make emotions infinite, as life gets cold
Stop the track, settle back, think about what you've heard, did it really strike you wisely,
Were they satisfying words?
We beckon forth emotion, fill us with your sensations, drunk in passionate urges, saturated in sinful situations,
Lost in the music, those moments that slave us so, learn your lesson about this snare, just let it go,
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Glance of Death
Bull-like lust charging out of my breast,
Took a second look, passions enflaming my chest
Sin overtook me in a moment I confess,
Another came upon me, to that I attest,
Temptation laced my eyes with a delightfully wicked prize
I took the bait and laid our lives on a bed of knives,
Flustered at evil beside, smiling Lord of the Flies,
Sinfully I surmised the problem now growing in size
When I should have left I stayed, called back the man I hated
Tried to fix the situation, but this man wouldn’t be baited,
Elated I became, when I devised a snare with his name,
Sent him back to die with his death in hand, along he carried my shame.
Finally, when evil had had its fun – though I always knew better
In came the man of God, caught me in my fetter,
Stooped in deceit, evil, and guilt, I thought I was a goner,
But truth be told He told me that my sin would be forgiven
Having a contrite heart and broken spirit