The scene of departure, tears stained suits, and wind flapping dresses,
Looking down at the ground,
Coming back, right?
Woman hand in man’s, nose against shoulder,
See you tomorrow, hopefully,
Break your heart, hurt you, death of your love,
When will I see you again?
Little boy begging of mom,
Don’t leave us mommy,
His pleas fall upon deaf ears,
When will this world ever get straight?
When will people start listening?
Break my heart for the lost,
Break it.
Friday, April 30, 2010
Beautiful Love
The pain, the stain, the devil’s whipping cane,
I can’t take the crack, the snap, hit and beat,
Tramping, stamping all over my heart,
Open and bare, everyone poking, everyone staring,
Snotty nose, and festering wounds,
My limbs, only purpose is to be pruned,
Black and blue, throw me down again,
No friends, no one at all,
That’s why he did it, that who he did it for,
You are the man, who Jesus died for,
He came to wipe all things away, off your frame,
You can’t take the pain, the why Jesus stood in the way,
He threw himself down, to save your life,
He was there, to block the arrows, with cross stretched limbs leaking life,
Drip out on the ground, spatter and flow, red pain, made all your dead stain go away,
You love, you love, you love me,
Never stop, always love,
Love that claims,
Blood that saves,
I can’t stop from saying you love me,
I am filled, over the top,
You love is amazing, I can’t stop loving you,
You saved me from the eternal pain, with your beautiful beautiful crimson stain,
I love, love, love you Jesus,
You love me,
This is what you did for me.
I can’t take the crack, the snap, hit and beat,
Tramping, stamping all over my heart,
Open and bare, everyone poking, everyone staring,
Snotty nose, and festering wounds,
My limbs, only purpose is to be pruned,
Black and blue, throw me down again,
No friends, no one at all,
That’s why he did it, that who he did it for,
You are the man, who Jesus died for,
He came to wipe all things away, off your frame,
You can’t take the pain, the why Jesus stood in the way,
He threw himself down, to save your life,
He was there, to block the arrows, with cross stretched limbs leaking life,
Drip out on the ground, spatter and flow, red pain, made all your dead stain go away,
You love, you love, you love me,
Never stop, always love,
Love that claims,
Blood that saves,
I can’t stop from saying you love me,
I am filled, over the top,
You love is amazing, I can’t stop loving you,
You saved me from the eternal pain, with your beautiful beautiful crimson stain,
I love, love, love you Jesus,
You love me,
This is what you did for me.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Things Once in a Box
Will and try, play in town,
Attempt and control, lay in the swaying grass,
Happen and think, stay in my mind,
Run and sweat, finish hand in hand,
Sway and rock, alike and not,
Where are my friends, where did they fly?
All hiding elusive, shaky shadows seek,
Come home and dwell with me,
Well,
Only half of you.
Attempt and control, lay in the swaying grass,
Happen and think, stay in my mind,
Run and sweat, finish hand in hand,
Sway and rock, alike and not,
Where are my friends, where did they fly?
All hiding elusive, shaky shadows seek,
Come home and dwell with me,
Well,
Only half of you.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Invisble Him
Invisible man, dance in my face,
Kick out feet, slap happy hands,
Swinging for attention, singing for praise,
Invisible man, talking to my face,
Spittle flight, anger, spite,
Flashing teeth, tongue between lips,
His language, incomprehensible,
His eyes, scowling down, a frown,
No one sees, no one knows,
Not even him.
Kick out feet, slap happy hands,
Swinging for attention, singing for praise,
Invisible man, talking to my face,
Spittle flight, anger, spite,
Flashing teeth, tongue between lips,
His language, incomprehensible,
His eyes, scowling down, a frown,
No one sees, no one knows,
Not even him.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Tipping
Tell you love,
Tell me cares,
Tell you sweet,
Tell me laughs,
Show your white teeth, when you smile,
Did we make a mistake? Sudden unintended pain,
Your small hand,
Slips from mine,
No candy coat, to soften the blow,
Your tears dampen my shirt,
As we try, to make it right,
We begin the slow spiral down.
Tell me cares,
Tell you sweet,
Tell me laughs,
Show your white teeth, when you smile,
Did we make a mistake? Sudden unintended pain,
Your small hand,
Slips from mine,
No candy coat, to soften the blow,
Your tears dampen my shirt,
As we try, to make it right,
We begin the slow spiral down.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Gate
Dirty hands fill my vision, snuffing out my light,
Deep in my head, there is a feeling of suffocation,
I can’t breathe, choking me out,
Break my skin, and batter my bones,
Knock on my head, like someone knocking on a door,
Banging till an answer, pounding inside and out,
Sleepless nights without air,
I wait for it to fade, fade away,
My duty calls me, he keeps me down,
He has been given charge over me,
He will feel the fear, ice fear, heat fear,
He will run, or I’ll destroy him.
Deep in my head, there is a feeling of suffocation,
I can’t breathe, choking me out,
Break my skin, and batter my bones,
Knock on my head, like someone knocking on a door,
Banging till an answer, pounding inside and out,
Sleepless nights without air,
I wait for it to fade, fade away,
My duty calls me, he keeps me down,
He has been given charge over me,
He will feel the fear, ice fear, heat fear,
He will run, or I’ll destroy him.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Praise
I’m coming back to you,
Leaving behind the old days,
So you can bring to me the new,
Running into your light, that keeps me alive,
Alive in you,
Your hand covers me from the storms of life,
Lead me, where you want me,
Change me now, change me now,
Fill me with your power, I want to love you,
Consume my heart, with your hand,
Carry me home, carry me home,
Use me, send me,
Move my lips to speak your words,
Words that change,
Words of power,
We will serve you to the end our days,
I will die for you Jesus,
Because you died for me.
Leaving behind the old days,
So you can bring to me the new,
Running into your light, that keeps me alive,
Alive in you,
Your hand covers me from the storms of life,
Lead me, where you want me,
Change me now, change me now,
Fill me with your power, I want to love you,
Consume my heart, with your hand,
Carry me home, carry me home,
Use me, send me,
Move my lips to speak your words,
Words that change,
Words of power,
We will serve you to the end our days,
I will die for you Jesus,
Because you died for me.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Selfless
Broken man came stumbling through,
Devil’s breaking, smashing, taking a cracking, at you,
He is doubled over, because the weight of his sins is heavy,
No smiles, no laughter, every pain, every stain,
Bent up face, hurt life living,
I’m never going to make it, says that man,
I will die, and be forgotten,
No hope, no grace,
Why?
Why do I live with all these pains?
A sudden light that brings him back,
His vision is cleared, empty fresh air,
His eyes wander over, things newly cleaned,
Stumbling over a scene,
Scene of blood, scene of unseen selfless love,
Ripped skin on a trembling body,
Jesus gasps for breath, and struggles to survive,
Crimson droplets fall, staining the dirt,
Shaking limbs, stretched back, pinned,
Slow death, hate death, pain death,
You, you put him there,
You look into his eyes,
And he says,
I did this for you,
What will you do for me?
Devil’s breaking, smashing, taking a cracking, at you,
He is doubled over, because the weight of his sins is heavy,
No smiles, no laughter, every pain, every stain,
Bent up face, hurt life living,
I’m never going to make it, says that man,
I will die, and be forgotten,
No hope, no grace,
Why?
Why do I live with all these pains?
A sudden light that brings him back,
His vision is cleared, empty fresh air,
His eyes wander over, things newly cleaned,
Stumbling over a scene,
Scene of blood, scene of unseen selfless love,
Ripped skin on a trembling body,
Jesus gasps for breath, and struggles to survive,
Crimson droplets fall, staining the dirt,
Shaking limbs, stretched back, pinned,
Slow death, hate death, pain death,
You, you put him there,
You look into his eyes,
And he says,
I did this for you,
What will you do for me?
Friday, April 16, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Happenings
Things happen to me, bad things,
My life is constantly beating me over the head,
I dance into trouble, falling down again, so they think,
It's not my fault, I didn't commit that crime,
Yes you did, says the never listening voice,
The sound of you words drive me to the edge,
I know your wrong, and so do you,
Why? Why does my misery lengthen,
Reprieve would be nice,
Nice to feel,
I only have one hope.
My life is constantly beating me over the head,
I dance into trouble, falling down again, so they think,
It's not my fault, I didn't commit that crime,
Yes you did, says the never listening voice,
The sound of you words drive me to the edge,
I know your wrong, and so do you,
Why? Why does my misery lengthen,
Reprieve would be nice,
Nice to feel,
I only have one hope.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Awe
White wisps float magically above our heads,
As winds play with the sky,
And cotton balls swirl around in an endless blue expanse.
As winds play with the sky,
And cotton balls swirl around in an endless blue expanse.
What if?
What if man wasn’t deceived? Broken down to begging knees,
What if man lived their lives, with the true purpose at hand?
What if man had a hope? Death wouldn’t look so good to them,
What if man didn’t wear lust’s chains? They pull him down deeper, deeper, no breaking out,
What if you studied the word if God? You could hear your savior’s voice,
What if man knew about the cost, the cost which was paid?
The blood that was spilt, that spattered the floor,
The torn legs, the rent flesh, bleeding brow, dripping into his eyes,
He took the blows, he took the pain, now you are saved with crimson stain,
What if you spoke the truth to every person you ever met?
Untapped potential slowly slipping through our fingers like sand in the wind,
What could man do, if they died to themselves every day?
What if man knew they were loved,
By Jesus?
What if man lived their lives, with the true purpose at hand?
What if man had a hope? Death wouldn’t look so good to them,
What if man didn’t wear lust’s chains? They pull him down deeper, deeper, no breaking out,
What if you studied the word if God? You could hear your savior’s voice,
What if man knew about the cost, the cost which was paid?
The blood that was spilt, that spattered the floor,
The torn legs, the rent flesh, bleeding brow, dripping into his eyes,
He took the blows, he took the pain, now you are saved with crimson stain,
What if you spoke the truth to every person you ever met?
Untapped potential slowly slipping through our fingers like sand in the wind,
What could man do, if they died to themselves every day?
What if man knew they were loved,
By Jesus?
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Realization
Teacher stands up front casting her gaze
Towards the shiny one piece desks that litter the class room,
Where all of us little sheep sit,
Waiting for wise instruction with intent eyes,
Which the teacher looks into,
And sees innocence.
Towards the shiny one piece desks that litter the class room,
Where all of us little sheep sit,
Waiting for wise instruction with intent eyes,
Which the teacher looks into,
And sees innocence.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Walk Away
Cast down face, staring at me,
Truth be told, that is his hope,
I crack, stumble, words don't come,
Smile speed walk, while clown mask being worn,
Good bye young man, I won't see you again,
He died the next day.
Truth be told, that is his hope,
I crack, stumble, words don't come,
Smile speed walk, while clown mask being worn,
Good bye young man, I won't see you again,
He died the next day.
Friday, April 2, 2010
Lay Me Down
Lay down to rest my body tells me,
Fatigued and in pain from the constant weather beats,
Is my heart and my mind,
Desire to be with the one,
Is not as strong as the desire to lay my head upon your palm, then sleep,
My muscles are sore, staring through empty eyes at my barely standing pose,
In the mirror, I see my broken body,
Forlorn and ready to quit,
One tear seeps through, it dripped on my shirt,
I will win, someday,
Just not today.
Fatigued and in pain from the constant weather beats,
Is my heart and my mind,
Desire to be with the one,
Is not as strong as the desire to lay my head upon your palm, then sleep,
My muscles are sore, staring through empty eyes at my barely standing pose,
In the mirror, I see my broken body,
Forlorn and ready to quit,
One tear seeps through, it dripped on my shirt,
I will win, someday,
Just not today.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Coming Dawn
Sir Sun turns his back, as Mr. Dark strides up to take his turn,
Light retreats back over the horizon from whence it came, carrying the promise of the dawn away,
Night tucks in old grey men with old grey skin,
Welcomed with open arms is a deserved temporal sleep from the eternal sky stretch, these old men beg for rest,
Beginning of first fresh breath, as Dark puts to bed Sun’s little sprouts,
Little men lights brighten up little men worlds, speaking out in the dark,
But never to be heard,
As sounds of beauty leave hand crafted throats, Mr. Moon borrows partial Sir Sun beauty,
Dark is filling my vision, covering all I know,
Is that terror I feel?
Gloom is coming to my doorstep, fingers outstretched, grabbing, snatching,
Suffocating everything in its empty press grasp,
Light all the candles, and beat out the night,
Flames spring from the hearth into the air, comforting heat meets my skin,
This house hold will have flickering flames that show us life, save us,
And,
They will remind us of the dawn, and the promises his fore coming light.
Light retreats back over the horizon from whence it came, carrying the promise of the dawn away,
Night tucks in old grey men with old grey skin,
Welcomed with open arms is a deserved temporal sleep from the eternal sky stretch, these old men beg for rest,
Beginning of first fresh breath, as Dark puts to bed Sun’s little sprouts,
Little men lights brighten up little men worlds, speaking out in the dark,
But never to be heard,
As sounds of beauty leave hand crafted throats, Mr. Moon borrows partial Sir Sun beauty,
Dark is filling my vision, covering all I know,
Is that terror I feel?
Gloom is coming to my doorstep, fingers outstretched, grabbing, snatching,
Suffocating everything in its empty press grasp,
Light all the candles, and beat out the night,
Flames spring from the hearth into the air, comforting heat meets my skin,
This house hold will have flickering flames that show us life, save us,
And,
They will remind us of the dawn, and the promises his fore coming light.
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