Archive for March, 2007

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Thursday, March 29th, 2007

Night clouds cover the shine of the moon,
a quietness of soul ensues,’
a silent thought of the ones closest to the heart,
I might as well be be a dead man to you,
a face amidst the fog of the sea,
just a memory far away from recollection,
But yeah… I’m doing well…
for the devils I’ve fought
            are now laid to waste to the ground.
an amnesty check in a blood of an Innocent,
Do you’d think I’d really could deserve such a grace?


And do you think of me, friend?… as you walked
across these fields of solitude,
the numerous limped footprints before you…
did you see my face among the walking wounded?
Did you’d ever think It was all damned to hell?
These bloodied tears of rage you’d shed,
a frustration of the clean among the corpses,
to be alone in the salvation of your grace?
Yes… I too would have been eaten by this…
Another excuse to turn back,
Another reason for me to give it all up,
But open you eyes now…what do you see?
On vast eagles wing you shall ascend,
Tis the grace of our Father that leads us not to testings.

Another day of Kingdom Strut

Monday, March 5th, 2007

                          1.

Amidst the cracks I have seen the light,
A soft light that kills the damnation…
                  my afflictions all nailed forth by the death of an innocent man,
What have I got to prove now?
My rags of the finest degree in fashion… pure rotten entrails cast forth to  the drain
A blessed man am I in the Father… my only crown is His light,
Strength flowing in full in the glory of His love.

                       2.

Pure luminescence of lunar serenity,
eyes awake to the elements…still is the soul dancing to the Flame,
I think of you, sweet friend  from a distance,
You probably could tell now what I think of you,
Still I dareth not speak,
But still the love of the Father binds us firm,
a peace amidst the violence of emotions,
Sweetest peace is the sunlight that radiates both our days.

                       3.

Wrong info, dude! That’s what got me running in a fritz,
My emo can of worms are recoiling for a strike,
anytime now, the fuse shall do it’s run,
But hold on! Look! Here am I in His peace!
He holds me on…for he knows I am weak,
Even if the ropes shall break…still, man…He still loves me so!
My Father, My God…In His name alone…HA!… I am redeemed!