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Monday, June 30, 2014

Masters

The masters fight
some to rule, some to right
So slaves rise up
to take their place
standing by the judgement cup.
Fools by nature, the fall of man,
They pressed too hard, bit the hand,
to wrong the ones who righted them.
Angered by this turn of tables,
the masters rise to retake their place,
and the slaves return from whence they were,
for their betrayal and vengeful table turns.
No inherent good,
from top to bottom, you have to choose,
wolves will rise, wolves will fall,
but lambs survive, protected through and through.

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Morris Mandel

"The darkest hour has only sixty minutes."

Sunday, June 22, 2014

When All is Said and Done

When all is said and done
When faint hearts flee from under the sun
When all fates their courses run
All that shakes shall tumble down
All that can be felled shall fall to the ground
All that breathes air so sweet shall drown
if naught to save can be found

Then what's true will show it's strength
Whose hope founded firmly shall not falter
While hope falsly grounded will flounder
For hope tried and true
Will be a shining refuge,
a sign of promise and of faith
to all who in it remain
But hope of falsity comes to naught
for only truth withstands in trial
and those who stood on sand flee in terror
So to ruin crumbles the hope they past sought

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Benjamin Franklin

"Dost thou love Life? Then do not squander Time; for that's the stuff Life is made of."

Monday, June 16, 2014

Double Feature: Ahab's Jezebel/The Lone Man

Ahab's Jezebel
Like a spoiled child he wept
In his wicked grief he had not slept
So mother of all vile and theft
This wicked temptress went
While her child whined and moaned
His mother, Ahab's Jezebel,
would have his desire home.

Blood was spilled that night
At the Beauty's shameless word
Her prize was now in sight
but of its price no one ever heard
for Jezebel acted dead of night
When only owls are in flight

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The Lone Man
They cried upon their stone
They called upon their wood,
but stone-faced and ready wood to burn
they were
Then up stepped the lone man,
up he stepped to his stones,
but he did not cry,
not to wood or human craftman's work,
his voice to heaven lifted,
to the true Lord he called,
and fire fell, fire answered,
for the Lord God is True