I wanted to tell someone….

but I didn’t think they would hear me

so I let it spoil in my throat like sour milk.

I wanted to cry on someones shoulder

but they kept shrugging … so I fell off.

Pain can only be licked sufficiently;

by the one whom endures the wound.

Yet people say they can cure me

as they drop crumbs from up on a roof.

Despair is real

and You are not here…

if You are then make it known

I know You have set my pardon

but the wind… seems my chastened home.







White Lies & Black Kettles


I might care…

But,  I WANT it straight !

I hate the game….


Candy is not sweet …?

but I am not a fool…

even the white ones are impure

and “feelings” … are not the given rule !

Technicalities ? or self intention ?

Sacrifice ? or a loving deed ?

Is it to salvage clout ? or conscience ?

Is it the truth ?  I beg ! I plead  !

If not ..Dont keep it to yourself..

Use respect with kindly truth.

because honesty births dignity

Even if … they’ll all hate you.

Discernment sees behind a joust

and may cause to swallow hard

but hope is that you are true to you.

Then we both can know where we start.

Yes;  maybe we wont be the same…

But there is nothing more I HATE…

Than Black Kettles whitened by bluffs

and kind answers that only play games!





Poker Face


Satan owns this world

and evil rules each day.

and no matter how you cut it

when you look around…

you pray.

Because logic cannot scream more

Its all up and in your face

that we walk upon a taken land…

and can only call upon His grace

The suffering goes on and on

and good cards they lose when played

But God has raised up His own standard

and we must look to the one who saves.

If heart and home seek perpetual peace

Do not be a fool or Idealist

because His brides true home

is NOT this LOT

and only eternity will deal it.

99 years are worth a penny

and Satan fights little against the lost

be careful what you give for ante

because this world is not worth the cost.



Maybe I needed to learn how to fight

Or maybe I needed to learn how to trust.

Maybe it had nothing to do with me

or maybe it did.

Maybe it was an assignment for another

and maybe they needed it most.

Maybe I thought I had nothing to offer

and I couldn’t see past my own nose.

Maybe I needed to be patient

or maybe I needed to charge.

but maybe You had many plans

and maybe I had none.

Maybe I dont know what I’m doing

But maybe You do.





Thomas ?

img_mouseover3I don’t know what You’re doing

but You know everywhere I’ve been

I cannot hear sharply what you are saying

But you know every word I’ve said

You’re word it is sufficient

Infallible to any test

But I cant see you here in front of me

and You don”t speak like all the rest







Infallable to any test