Scrub Away

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Scrub away your identityScrub away your pain No matter what you do you can’t get rid of the Imago Dei Go ahead and yell at himGo tell God he’s wrong Just remember what he says about you while you rage within the throng.

A Hard Peace

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A toddler’s demanding cry.A teen’s frustrating whine.A child’s roll of the eye.A coworker’s biting reply.A spouse’s sharp decry. My heart is hard.My eyes are blind.Under all human action,A desperate link.Be it hurt, truth, madness or sin,True evil, virtue or a deafening inner dinThe man with empathy, wisdom and love combined,There in his heart grows the peacemaker’s vine A toddler’s demanding cry.The confusion of youth and dependence imbibe. A teen’s frustrating whine.The scaffolding is set build …

One Light Command

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All these people, bodies, soulsLungs filled with gifts, every particleOne man speaksArms and microphone a man who is focal Abide in me The branch drinks the sap Pens scratch paper tiny screens scrollWe are intertwined by the KingAre we superficial?I am a well dressed bag man Keep my command.The fruit swells is it sweet? It is so polished all of it even meI hate the polish I want to seeI want to see past to …

Forgot The Deep Wood

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I forgot the Deep Wood.It used to be sewn into my bone.Where fires burned for warmth.Light was made for reading and work.The deep wood used to be my home. I would drink from brooks of song,but as modern man from the tap.Where everyday chores were craft.My modern world is immediate,a disposable waste a glimmering trap What is this Deep Wood I seek? Not a place of location or crest. No, an inner reality painting all.The wind …

Still

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Still, in the morning, I wake. The earth still moves. The vibrations of ambient heat.It is warm in the blanket.I am still,still with my wife,still in the dark of the room.Yet nothing is still, our particles vibrate,our minds move with amnesiac dreams.The spirit moves.I am quite, I know God.

Avenattie Was a Hottie

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Avenattie was a hottieWho sold women’s words to CNNIn hopes that his virtue signaling would lead to his pockets and gold within. Avenattie was a hottie Who spat fire and truth to power And thought that the presidential seat was just beyond the golden shower. Avenattie was a hottie Who upheld women’s rights Till he was accused by them of striking out of spite. Avenattie was a hottie A lawyer, yet due process he need …

The Gods of The Copy Book Headings

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By Rudyard Kipling AS I PASS through my incarnations in every age and race,I make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market Place.Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall,And the Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all. We were living in trees when they met us. They showed us each in turnThat Water would certainly wet us, as Fire would certainly burn:But we found them lacking in …

Alexa … Do you love me?

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I saw that there is a microwave that connects to Alexa. It is as if none of us have read the novel 1984. I can’t really tell people to not put wiretaps with ladies names in their homes but we can go through some thought processes.  One of the things that we can say is certain is that the web in general and on whole is not secure. We make every effort for it to …

Intertwining

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I have considered this thing called worship. What is it that we humans are so inclined to it? We sing our favorite songs as if they are us. We cry when a celebrity whom we never knew dies. We tear up at the sight of a sunrise. We devote hours and hours of effort to sports, video games, and our careers. So if we are in this; devoting thought, time and passions to all manner …

Lest You Do

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A stable mind and a deep understanding, who can give me? Minds are cast into a well of chaos and strife, who is there to believe? One must dig deep to find the truth while the world demands that the shovel be put to work on the graves of those that are of other. Lord, you called us to love our enemies. When I look upon your face Jesus I see not the kind of …