Key and Castle

Key and Castle            11/7/2018

Turn the tables over

And let us see

What they have done

All of it corrupt

And all of it a lie. 

Dumb, vile and hateful

The streets are full of violence

But no one knows their names

Buried and forgotten. 

Closer and closer

The Lord is at the door

As the world groans

Under the weight
of murder and sin. 

Ugly from the inside out

And full of venomous hatred

The good accused

And evil rewarded. 

The masses are herded

And the writing is on the wall

As the effort of millennia

Teeters on the brink.  

Let them all be exposed

And let the truth come out

Every last secret

All the way back. 

Sooner than you think

Three minutes over 

Thirteen and a half

The clock strikes down 

Silent and sure.  

Exposed midstride

Those who plan terror

Liars all 

Foolish and dead.

Crying out 

And begging for mercy

Just like he said

The beginning,

From the end.  

 

. 

Soon

Soon                   11/1/2018

This world

Will break your heart

Ripping you open

With a smile.  

I have seen it

And I have read it

The future past

Dumb and dead. 

Recycled again

And again

The age old lies

That evil is good  

And good is evil. 

The murderer excused

And the innocent a terror

Nothing but vomited spew

From the very first accuser.  

Palatable is the hatred

I can feel on my neck

Ever present

And often deadly. 

Let them all unravel

And let them all

Be exposed

Every single lie

And every single

Corruption.  

Ground down

Dust and ashes

Scattered into the river

Salt and stone. 

Remembered no more

Heaped upon a pyre

Twice removed

And roasted in fire. 

Victory

Victory                        10/25/2018 

I slept with her sweater

Until her scent was gone

And listened to voice mail

Just to hear her speak.   

It was hard letting go

And it was hard to go on

A ghost within myself

Barely breathing

And almost dead. 

Life goes on, for some

But, for others it stops cold

Forgotten in the past

Like they never lived at all. 

We think it can’t happen

And we pretend

That we’re safe

But somebody somewhere

Is cut in half.

Sudden and unexpected

Like a fatal stab

In the heart

And in the back. 

And there you are

Crumpled to the floor

Wallowed in blood 

Mute and dumb. 

Living long enough

To see them laugh

And mock

The twisted faces of evil

Empty and dead. 

I loved her

With all my heart

A bridge long since crossed

And unable to go back. 

I leaned on her

Far more than I should have

With everything I was

Or hoped to be. 

Left in the lurch

On a Saturday morning

Alone with my thoughts

Of dark desperation. 

It hurt

And it hurts me still

Like so many unanswered questions

Only God

Can tell. 

I don’t know how

I survived at all

But God picked me up

And plucked me out. 

A stranger in a strange land

An invisible man

Unheard

And unremembered.

Wandering the streets

Of a haunted city

Calling out her name

Echoing across

Concrete canyons. 

These are the wounds

That only God can heal

In the fullness of time

Miraculous and complete. 

Full circle

The future past

At just the right moment

That only God

Can know. 

Every wound healed

And ever loss redeemed

Full, overflowing

And Lavishly golden.

He is ahead

And he is behind

Above and below

Fighting for me

And you. 

Restored at last

To what we always were

Fully loved

And fully alive.

Darkness defeated

And remembered no more

Full victory

The past, the present

And forever.