Torch Light

Torch Light    11/18/2014

Right in front of your eyes

The biggest lie ever told

Because nothing is broken

If it never existed at all. 

Anything goes

And everything’s negotiable

Yes even right and wrong

If you are dumb

And will not see.

Timing is everything

And the wolf knows it well

Carefully stalking his prey

Behind spun wool.

It’s always been true

That you had better watch out

Because there is always someone

Licking his lips.

It’s all about to come together

The careful unraveling of time

As pointers move

One tick at a time. 

But even the best laid plans

Cannot control God

And there is always a way

For he who will pray.  

The match lights the fuse

And the fireworks explode

But it’s only a show

To get us to jump. 

The right hand moves

But it’s the left we miss

Carefully positioning the knife

Straight into our back. 

Money and possessions

Can be taken at will

And so can our freedom

If we be mute

And compliant. 

But God will provide

And bless the good

No matter what is done

Or what is taken. 

We shall be protected

And we shall yet prosper

Even while the wicked rot

With all their money

And all their help.     

Older

Older  11/17/2014

I thought I knew it all

But I didn’t know a thing

But that was before

And this is now. 

It is a long walk

And every street looks the same

Cold, gray and wet

Tense, threatening and empty. 

It is easy to imagine

But much harder to handle

When you are all alone

And empty handed. 

I should have known better

That I was ripe for the fall

Because that is what happens

When you ask to know. 

But what was meant to kill

Has given me life

As I rise up, to try

Again and again.

I lost my mother

And I lost my father

I lost my house

And I lost my car

I lost my love

And I became as stranger

To the child

I had raised

As one of my own. 

My son was shot

And nearly killed

But there was nothing I could do

A thousand miles away. 

All the things I counted on

Were swept away

Pulled out under my feet

And throwing me head over heels.

Turned over like a scorpion

And thrown through the air

Until I could barely breathe

And thought I would die. 

But in surviving

We all should learn something

That there is more

Than what we see

And what we have

Is nothing at all. 

We will never keep a thing

Except who we are

And how we have lived

But that is forever

So we must do it right. 

Kick the pin

And let it all fall down

Because in the end

The good will live

No matter what is taken

And what is left. 

Dilution

The Formula

Overspent, overloaded

And heavily indebted

All to a future

That no one can pay.

We are a prostrate patient

With tubes going in

And tubes coming out

Weakened by burdens

We never asked to assume.

But the poison comes anyway

Injected directly into our veins

Designed to overwhelm

And suppress.

The final dilution is here

And it should come

As no surprise

Because this also was foreseen

Many centuries before.

We forget,

And we do not listen

As we whistle past the graveyard

On our way to the end. 

Unwilling to confront

And afraid of fools

Who have long bullied

With lies

And persecution. 

But even our life support

Shall be rationed

And denied

All because of hatred

And imaginary privilege.

Welcome to the end

So come, sit down and watch

As it all comes unraveled

And kills on cue. 

Go ahead and lie

And go ahead and argue

But this ship was built to sink

And that is what they wanted. 

Diluted and disenfranchised

We are betrayed by our own

As the needle sinks in

And the plunger goes down.

Dead by a thousand cuts

Added up over time

As we are waited out

Until we are weak

And few. 

All for nothing

But a promise

That’s already been broken

A thousand times before. 

If they will do it to one

They will do it to many

As we swallow it all

And become what we fear. 

The horror unfolds

But who can see the reasons

As obvious as the sun

Burning in the sky. 

We each have a part

And we each have a soul

As I pray for protection

And provision.

There is nothing I have

That cannot be lost

But if we can survive

Then, that is all that matters. 

Evil is changeless

And smiles only,

To buy time

Regrouping every night

To murder, rape and steal. 

Wait not

To lay on a table

But rather act now

No matter what is lost. 

God restores

And God heals

Giving us back

More than enough. 

He will multiply the good

Even against, impossible odds

And the greatest victory

Shall go to the faithful

Who have given their all 

Without hesitation.  

 

Dragon Slayer

Dragon Slayer    11/12/2014

The smallest of flaws

Can lead to the greatest discovery

But only with creativity

And ingenuity.

And God himself

Has used a few

To crush the many

For those he loves

And saves.  

Today the few,

Are empty handed

As they try and hold the line

Against a numberless onslaught.

Betrayed, handcuffed,

And weighted with burdens

The innocent are targeted

All because of hatred

And jealousy. 

We are not misunderstood

And we are not guilty

But only hated,

Because we are good

And blessed.

Blindfolded, and manipulated

By smoke, mirrors, and explosions

So that we can only see the tip

Poking out of the water. 

But the destroyer lurks

Beneath the surface

Drawing us near

To suffocate and strangle

While we are unaware

And asleep. 

Stalking like a serpent

And waiting in the bush

Unable to survive

Without stealing

Or killing. 

But even death

Will destroy itself

Engulfed in its own hatred

And burning forever. 

Even now

It lashes out in all directions

Seeking to punish all it hates

In a burning spasm of rage.

The darkness will turn to light

But not until its time

As the beasts consume themselves

All the way to the end. 

He who seeks to destroy

Will be destroyed

And he who loves and protects

Will inherit all. 

What seems inevitable

Is nothing but an allusion

As the good shall survive

As the greatest armies perish. 

The dragon still dies

And chokes on its tail

No matter what is said

And what is done.

Remember this

When the walls fall

Remaining faithful

In day and night.

For he who stands now

And perseveres then

Will live

Even if, he dies.

Hand over Hand 11/10/2014

Hand over Hand 11/10/2014

There are things

We still cannot grasp

Such as the mystery  

Of Birth, life, and death. 

What secrets others keep

Remain as riddles

That we have to decipher

After the fact. 

In the deepest black

Much is known

But we remain in the dark

And manipulated by fear.

Others play games

With life and death

Moving us, across a chessboard

Without a thought or care.

But they squander the gift

And are destined to lose

Defeated by an unseen hand

Swift and silent.

Point by point

The cruel rule the day

Methodically attacking

All who they hate.

Pounding the nails

And digging the ditch

In hopes of persecution

And genocide.

But it is they who will perish

And leave nothing behind

The same thing that always was

Before and after.

The cat in the box

Lives and dies

But so also do we

In another place and time.   

I reach out my hands

And pull myself back

Following the silver chord backwards

Hand over hand. 

The crown belongs to the worthy

And life is for the living

A gift for the good

Regardless of loss.