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 …

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 …

I Am So Tired and Have Forgotten The Way

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When these of toiled distraction rob our sleep. And the world seems torn peek to deep And father and son are rallied against Yet in frailty have simply tried to resist I am so tired and have forgotten the way I am so tired and have forgotten the way So here I sit or maybe there I let time flow and I craft with care An odd here and an end there The mind, it …

Ignore The Divine

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With an intricacy of light and a web of quantum strands.This reality stands and seemingly embraces a plan.Though man can conceive of chaos indeed. His own bedtime story involves a mind that perceives. Nothing is beyond an imagination not yet contained.Sept for the mixing and rearranging of what is already made.To reach in and call forth some beautiful strain. And though there be doubt proclaim and refrain. There is but darkness in the soul of …

The Wall of Fog Does Churn and Reach

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If the wall of fog does churn and reach If it breaks revealing the sun If creepy entropy robs my marrow If I find myself in peaceful rest If everything I own was suddenly dust If everything I own was suddenly gold If I captured a sunrise in a poem If I alienated everyone I know If it was suddenly illegal to be me If I am celebrated on high Though I be blessed Though …

Creator of Leaves – A Poem

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Once in a restaurant after eating morning rays illuminating distant trees I lamented my being, not in the forest amongst the leaves How desire burned in me a deep sigh I have heaved from my responsibility, I longed for a moments reprieve And not to nap or be entertained To get lost in the embrace of nature and to consider the creator of this creature For in me and surely in you a wild abandon does …