Friday, July 4, 2008

why?

Why do you have to be so loud?

Can't you just hold some of your venom back?

Can't you close your mouth and not brandish your fangs?

Do you have to explode even more?

Do you have to cut into me even more?

I did nothing wrong...and yet why must I suffer the more?

I can suffer bitterness with the best of them

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Lead

Stress consumes the seeker,
For to profit he must go beyond his teacher,
Sow the seeds of discernment in order to be wisdom's reaper,
Even then the task is not finished if he longs to be truth's keeper.
On guard against becoming another sleeper,
Those who aren't alert and contain no measurement or meter,
One must be Truth's servant if he ever hopes to be a leader.

Mutually-Assured Destruction

here

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

death

Two quick steps, shuffle shuffle of the feet,
I must seem a little anxious, well, some say hell, but I've got death to meet.
Either way, I'm not here to stay,
It's about time to pay the price to lay bled-grey,

O if you could see my soul like an x-ray,
If you could examine me the next da---

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

more to less

this week I might be "over-posting"....it'll depend

I'm going to be away (as I mentioned earlier this summer) for awhile, and so during that time I won't be posting - at least I don't think I will.

Monday, June 30, 2008

Dream-Weaver

I have a dream, a dream so big,
That you could only hold this dream with the faith of a kid,
I have a dream, that is just too much
To bunch into a ball and pack away for a lunch.
I have a dream, that no single man could keep,
A dream that is born of God to wake all men from their sleep.
I have a dream, that I didn't create,
Seared onto my heart, carved as if by a stake.
I have a dream, to be transformed,
That by the Holy Spirit's power I have been reborn.
I had a dream, but now I can see,
That my dream was the cacoon for reality.

Sunday, June 29, 2008

Dream Slayer

Pen quill ready with a pot of ink on standby,
Thought I had a good idea but I believe that one just ran by,
Humiliating me, just out of reach, what a grand guy,
Career was on a roll, but it seems it was just a land slide,

If a dream can't be achieved what makes it a dream remain?
Is it not a nightmare against which you struggle in vain?
And even sicker is that kicker that you're the one to blame.
Why don't you quit and relax with a goal that your skills can attain?