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Thursday, August 6, 2009

The Storm


One day a young lady was driving along with her father. They came upon a storm. The young lady asked her father what should she do, he said "keep driving". Cars began to pull over to the side, the storm was getting worse. What should I do the young lady asked, "keep driving" her father replied. On up a few feet she noticed eighteen wheelers were pulling over also. She told her dad, I must pull over, I can barely see ahead. It is terrible out here, everyone is pulling over. Her father told her not to give up just keep driving. Now the storm was terrible but she never stopped driving and soon she could see a little clearer. After a couple of miles she was on dry land and the sun was out. Her father said now pull over and get out. She said "but why now?" He said "get out and look back, at all the people who gave up and are still in the storm". You never gave up and now your storm is over.

Postcard From The Edge!

She’s sending the world a postcard from the edge
Dressed in all black a carbon copy of the Feds
An angelic S.W.A.T. team couldn’t talk her down from this ledge
Married to darkness screw you “I thee wed’
Lithium can’t suppress the ghoulish voices in her head
Train tracks all over her arms she shoots up in her leg
The hollow place in her soul is a tangled nest
The enemy of her soul is driving a wedge
Anti-depressants are all she’s fed
Piercing the darkness her defenses have been shed
Living sure feels like hell, but she’s certain she’s not dead
Affairs are in order courtesy of her lawyer Ted
Selling her worldly possessions on a list named “Craig”
Bereavement placed on a shoestring budget thanks to Mr. Ed
Curtains remained closed its sunshine she dreads
Weeks will pass before she can get out of bed
This is what happens when she is off her meds
One final journal entry she hopes it’s read
But encamped all around her, a spiritual hedge
Divorcing her demonic tormentors will give her rest
Satan and his cohorts have failed this test
With a child of the Almighty God do not mess
She speaks life into a dead situation enough said!
Death comes for us all on that you can bet
Estranged from darkness now darkness is her ex
God wants her to live, maybe God knows best
She was spiraling out of control but up she gets
Strapping on her armor like a well designed vest
The marvelous light the new friend she’s met
That postcard from the edge hasn’t been delivered yet

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Finally It Rained!


Finally it rained
Or was it really God crying?
The world is taking a giant leap backwards
The innocent and the mature are continually dying

Finally it rained
Or was it really God crying?
Gunfire is ringing out even in the suburbs
In the ghetto politicians are still shying

Finally it rained
Or was it really God crying?
Puppeteers are adversely misrepresenting their constituents
Power can be bought the House & Senate are both buying

Finally it rained
Or was it really God crying?
Journalists take to reporting mere speculation
Compensated “media whores “the “sources” that are lying

Finally it rained
Or was it really God crying?
Evil is running rampant everywhere
Attention to solely good causes no one is vying

Finally it rained
Or was it really God crying?
Minstrels are prostituting themselves on television
Try flipping through the all the cable channels without sighing

Finally it rained
Or was it really God crying?
Skeletons once buried are resurfacing from the past
Dirt sells and the private eyes are prying

Finally it rained
Or was it really God crying?
Nooses around our necks are tightening
Frustration in the atmosphere helps with the tying

Finally it rained
Or was it really God crying?
Are you really doing your part?
Whose tears are you wiping?

Finally it rained
Or was it really God crying?
Just because you keep falling
Doesn’t permit you from trying

Finally it rained
Or was it really God crying
Stop limiting yourself just to the sky
Beyond the temporal is where I’m eyeing

Finally it rained
Or was it really God crying?
The devil is roaming to and fro about the earth
A melting pot of unrepentant souls he is pricing

Finally it rained
Or was it really God crying?
Perhaps a better tomorrow is dawning
God’s tears are finally drying