Our battles, all to often, choose their own time and place.In the Preparation to battle darkness, the word is our greatest defense. Prayerfully absorbing Gods word growing spiritually aware of our surroundings. Readying yourself and others for each battle because it will come like a cancer in child birth. When your joy reaches its peak, […]Read more "Pray"
With irritating regularity pungent prose spills from your lips. Clips and quips of irrational articulations spun between fantasy and fear. Sentences constructed around destructive principles of irrelevant thoughts. Yet, still we are responsible for your actions which we condone with a vote. You, yes you, the representative surrogates of each party lost in powers depravity. […]Read more "Elected son"
Granting liberties pass, to each generation from the last. To home return, as lingering memories in your heart burn. For Fallen souls, unforgettable roles, trembling, tearfully some fold. Here you stand, as a stone for those left in foreign lands. We thank you, again, for you and each who for us took a stand. Rest […]Read more "Memorial liberty"
Did it hurt, the initial flames from your plan? Did it hurt, the nails driven through your skin? Did it hurt, the steel balls drive into your skull? Did it hurt, the flesh melting from your face? Did it hurt, that last caustic breath you took? Did it hurt, when you slammed into that child? […]Read more "#manchester"
Just one more step. Here between these rocks I’ll rest. Stiffening my resolve, this pain and all. To ascend the summit, before strife returns and I plummet. Just one more step. Praying for the lord me to bless. So near the ends beginning, far, so far from the beginnings end. Loss, we all share, these […]Read more "Just one"
We won’t say that here.Not something about which we cheer. Inflammatory progression of indigestible oration. Uncontrolled variance on liberal discord. We won’t say that here. Repugnant conservative world views. Acceptingly self appointed, self abused. Unrelenting verbose, constitutional prose you, use. We won’t say that here. Regardless the context, it’s pursuit redressed. Unwavering democratization an unnecessary […]Read more "We won’t"
I wanted to know you better. Listening as choices revealed your life. Hearing failures and their plights. How hope filled empty nights. Yes, witness your face’s collections. Eyes wide in search, mouth with responses perched. See the furrows of time unfold, as we each grow old. I wanted to know you better. What justified anger […]Read more "Known you better"