Soon

Soon                            11/14/2019

Some things

Cannot be explained

Obscured by the veil

Of human vision.  

Mere shadows

And distant mirages

Playing with our emotions

And penetrating

Our heart. 

We all seek the comfort

Of ease

And happiness

The light load

Of pretending

That some do so well. 

And many succumb

To the sweetest of lies

Lured by promises

And ill gotten money. 

Some men

Lie easily

Far more than anyone

Will ever know. 

Always searching

And always looking

For unattended treasure

And unwary prey. 

The good

Are often tired

And the innocent

Often distracted.

Sleeping in day dreams

And driving in neutral

Going through the motions

Work, sleep, and food. 

Burdened by worry

The debt slaves suffer

Unable to see

What God has to offer. 

Tempted by escape

Many leave their baggage

Letting others
Pick up the pieces

Scattered on the floor. 

Each piece

Salted with memories

A shattered glass mosaic

Sharp and jagged. 

I tried to pick

Them up

Until my hands

Were bloody

The wounds of yesterday

Fresh and throbbing. 

Too small to grasp

Their tear at my feet

Walking through

The hours

Day after day. 

But now

I have claimed you

And now I said it all

Proclaiming my love

For anyone

And everyone. 

It was you Lord

Who saved me

Both then

And also now. 

They know it is

With you

That I have placed my life

Without reservation

Heart, mind, and soul. 

Shut up their mouths

And put an end to their mocking

Exposing every lie

And every deception. 

Let everyone see

What their hands

Have been doing

In the dark

And under the table. 

I wait for you

And your perfect timing

The complete and utter victory

And to you

All the glory. 

clockwork

Clockwork                           11/14/2019

Clockwork red

While the world

Goes live

Always when needed

And always on time.

Cue the pictures

And conjure up

Some tears  

Because we need

Something to distract

From the here and now. 

Fake or real

Death and dying

Another day

And another solution . 

Many look

Away

And many

Shake their heads.

Pretending

Not to see

And pretending

Not to know. 

Bigger and bigger

They double down

On lies

As if mere assertions

Make anyone

Good or evil. 

How many search

And how many know

The evidence

And statistics

That have never changed at all. 

Inciting murder

And fanning the flames

Good called evil

And evil called good. 

Secret deals

And secret money

Gigantic piles of pay offs

Buried

From the news. 

Two types

Of people

And two sets

Of rules. 

One set

For them

And another

For us.  

Any who dare try

And any who dare

Speak

Silenced by threat

And endless accusations. 

Patterns emerge

Timed predictably

And undeniable

With answers in hand

Just in time. 

Who could not know

Unless hopelessly blind

Too far gone

For anyone to save. 

Hands over ears

And hands over eyes

The scream at the sun

For anything but the truth. 

Our numbers

Dwindle

And all of it

On purpose, 

Looking though

The looking glass

One need not ask

What everyone

Should see. 

Blame, persecution

And legal genocide

Just over the horizon

Plain as day. 

We are the remnant

And we are the few

The whole world hinged

On what we say

And what we do. 

The Wait

The Wait                    10/31/2019

Echoes from the past

I can hear in my brain

Seared into memory

The decisive moments

Carved in my heart. 

It is a tragedy

That some people

Have no shame

And that some men

Have no soul. 

Time has healed

Even my deepest wounds

But even time

Cannot blunt

Committed evil. 

It still waits

Pacing in the shadows

Tirelessly plotting

Against the good

And the innocent. 

Under out feet

The blood cries out

Shed in secret

And buried in lies. 

Cut off in mid stride

The unsuspecting

Sacrificial lambs

Unfortunate obstacles

That were removed. 

Unhindered by conscience

And unfettered by faith

The lie with ease

Hands under the table

Where no one can see. 

Counting their money

Fresh from the laundry

And crisp from the printer

Sucked from the debt slaves

Every day and every hour.

Drunk on blood

They lust after power

Planning in secret

For their day

And their hour.

They think

We will forget

And they think

We will tire. 

Resigned to their

Implacable hatred

They think we will shrink

Unable to fight

For a every single inch. 

But what can

They do

To a people unafraid

At last awakened

By five decades and more.

God is stronger

Than Satan

And truth

Shall destroy

The lie. 

Past the point

Of no return

The evil and the blind

Lashing out

To kill all they can. 

Condemned forever

Their time is nigh

But just for a little longer

They lie

And they flail.