Tag: insight

The Machinations Of War

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I tried to scream but they stifled the cry
Now I must watch the people die
And it’s game over in the extreme
As people wake up from the dream 
And wonder what it is they have been doing
The empty hands they are pursing 
In the hope that it will bring them gold 
But they forget to look inside their soul 
To find what’s there to share
The loaves and the fish and people care
About each other
A bomb drops and another mother 
Hears her child’s stifled scream 
For the last time as the seam 
Is burst on the dress we sew 
And there may be people in the know 
But they can’t see what we are 
I look over at him in my car
As we drive to the sunset in my sky
But I watched the fading from view lie
In wait for every summer sun
You wake up and you are the one
Who will be the endeavoured in the replete
The woman may have washed Jesus’ feet
With her hair
But were you there 
When he let her be
And for free
Forgave what held her down
Like the men about the town
Who used her for what she could 
Only sell in that type of wood 
And the trees holds whispers still 
Feel the weight of heavy will 
Signal summer in the breeze
The weight is heavy but my knees 
Can finally lift their stone
And if I must I will leave home

Leaving Louisiana

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Leaving Louisiana 
I watch the Mississippi River 
As we glide over it in a plane
I don’t know when I’ll be back that way again
And the heat in July must be hard to bear
They’re on their own and my God I care
About all they’ve come to be
Does the water run into the sea
Or does it just keep on going
I guess I have no real way of knowing

The Fourth Quadrant

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The Fourth Quadrant
Oh, beautiful design
How do I express
All that is mine
As it came in a moment
So circumspect 
Amid all of the anger
That I reject
To be like a flower
Its petals unfurled
You say you know something
But it’s just the world
That lays heavy on
The frame of you
You’re waking up
And I am too
To a degree of beauty
Heretofore unseen
Oh, all of life
Is but a dream
Held in the
Consciously aware
Do you join your hands
Together in prayer? 
And if you do
Do you know what’s there
I answer coz
I meet your stare
Like leaves in the ocean
Blown there from trees
It’s deeper than thought
Or what you believe
It’s music to ears
That listen for joy
It’s all of my heart
Not a power ploy



The Mysterious Woman Within My Soul

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There's a mysterious woman in my soul 
And she doesn't care how the waves may roll
She comes in nice and easy
Like a summer sea, warm and breezy
And though I try to hide her away
She comes up bubbling with what she wants to say
To decry the auspices of power
Yet not to be weak nor tremble and cower
She shines like the light that comes from the sun
But is soft as the silver moon when it is young
And all the stories you can tell yourself
Are just suppressing the abundant wealth
That grows in fertile ground in the psyche
We tremble with trouble but I dunno, might we
Ever fail to ask the question
Are we living on mere suggestion
To avoid the point we make
I offer it up for God's sake
So that He might make repair
To all that's in need of some care
And I do not forget the fallow fields
Or the way the grass grows as it yields
To a wind of superior heights
Wash me away in the firelight

Born and Raised

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imageWhen words are just not enough to explain the hurt you feel
And you try to cope, as the saying goes, but you just cannot deal
When spider legs entwine and trap you in their cages
You spew it out on paper, on magnificent pages
Cause expression is the key to understand your mind
And when you have stopped the noise you can leave it all behind
Cause forever’s in a moment that never will defer
There will finally come a time
when you realise what it all was for
And the revolution will be complete as all the lies dawn Truth
It would be an understatement to say I had a tumultuous youth
But all the beauty and the conflagration is a white fire blaze
I guess that you could say I took all these years to raise

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