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The Terror

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Do you feel the Terror

the deep darkness swirling

fingers of death pinching your soul

dragging you away from the light

howling for your flesh and will

Do you hear the Snare

the call of the wasted life

twisted into proud emptiness

grasping at your bright spirit

with claws and clubs of fear

tripping and ripping at your heart

Do you see the Pit

full of screams full of terror

echoes of hate and endless pain

slimed on the sides with cruelty

overflowing it reaches for you

void of light

void of hope

void of love

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based loosely on Isaiah 24-17

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Driving

brandon in front of a ferris wheel at Gorge 2016

Driving forward, nothing can stop him

With the will of a weed, he will steer

Through the chaos that fills every moment

Squealing tires and melting hearts, with little to no fear

Determined to make a life long remembered

His grip tight and spirit second to none

Taking his life and the world by storm

Transcending the scar of a forsaken son

No doubts trouble his insightful vision

Plowing through problems with ease and grace

His strength growing with each passing year

Determined to conquer and win each race

Shining his light into the darkest of realms

His fire for life a rare maternal element

Blinding en masse as his journey unfolds

His passion leads him to complete fulfillment

He will make each of his dreams happen

He’s a supernova just waiting to explode

Coupled with traits such as will and desire

Nothing can stop him or veer him off road

We’re All Just Mashed Potatoes and Gravy… ……..MIXED TOGETHER PEOPLE!!

 

there is no black and white

no yellow, brown or pink

there’s only love and hope

no matter what you’ve been taught to think

this lie about color that fills us full

of evil judgment and stupid hate

is just that, an incredibly evil lie

the enemy doth proliferate

trying to drive us further apart

leading us to defile, maim and kill

and worse, back it with the Lord’s name

can all change with just your will

your will to understand we’re all human

your will to promise to love all instead

your will to be accepting and not judge

your will to be stronger than society said

your will to create rather than destroy

your will to stand firm rather than be led

your will to truly follow in Jesus’ steps

ensuring your soul will never be dead

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Wake up sheeple, we’re all just Mashed Potatoes and Gravy… all mixed up together!

THE ONLY THING THAT DETERMINES SKIN COLOR IS THE SUN!

If your family lives near the equator, you will have darker skin, to reflect the sun’s damaging rays and protect you from too much Vitamin D absorption.

The need for the right amount of Vitamin D is copied into our DNA and passed down to our children to keep them healthy.

THIS IS THE ONLY REASON WE HAVE DIFFERENT SHADES OF HUMANS!!!

SO WAKE UP ALL YOU IDIOT BIGOTS AND RACISTS!!!  WE ARE ALL THE SAME!!!!!!!

The Glory of HUMBLE

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To be as humble as a simply curled vine

oftentimes creates the most lovely wine

a soft green bud without a gaudy mirror

blocking the view as God draws nearer

blooms in Glory with the touch of His light

never once needing to be special or bright

 

but in a world where self esteem rules

is awarded and taught in all the schools

becoming all too prideful and self centered

leaves your soul crushed and sadly splintered

for God Alone wants to be all you need

shining on you growing from a tiny tiny seed

 

giving you strength to stand up on your own

willing the world to bend for you from His throne

filling you with the desire and fire to finish

whatever prayer or goal or ending you wish

FOR THE MEEK WILL ENHERIT THE ENTIRE EARTH

and all you need to know is:

HE’S proud of YOU and HAS BEEN SINCE YOUR BIRTH

Winter Strength

beauty in winter

fingers trailing

flowers on a railing

tangled ropes

into strangled hopes

washing away the bone

      of a faceless stone

pounding tears

casting mirrors

confessing rage

carving a new page

in a river of deepest chill

      do you have the will

      do you

Sentience

sunset

writing in the sky

flows by

at the pace

of a gentle glide

spreading seeds

to the meek

and wise

in tiny tufts

of wisdom

on the wind

the core of a spore

cherishing hope

upon an ocean

filled with a notion

of His Majesty

exhaling sentience

flowing into existence

with a waft of will

on a wave of love

Potholes

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driving through streets

of potholed people

you only dodge

driving around

telling story after story

jaded into a green essence

melting over them

like an evil dripping syrup

or a heavy haze of justice

you are not divine enough

to execute

yet able to walk by

the stones left by

the beaten

while you look upwards

to GOD… in avoidance

for you have a job

because your parents earned it

a character absent as an alien

a mettle of concern

only consumed with you

teaching forgiveness

from a hilly multitude of greed

strangling your own heart

with an almost organic

hypocrisy

of thou shalt not JUDGE

this….

this may ultimately be

God’s reason for denial

Posing

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Posing

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rain

dripping down the pane

feels cold somehow

rehearsed pain

blurring the tree bows

beards stretched to straggly

a streak of bleak

posing in front of pale

gray the star today

a silent drip slicker

leaving shadows nothing to say

a trillion pause to bicker

only speaking as a spatter

numbed listlessly

duped into matter

Life Is Too Short

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tiny little lives touched by light

a multitude fresh as spring dew

surviving snowfall and frosty mornings

seeming undaunted and bright

their perkiness and fullness unmatched

as each morning they fearlessly stand strong

teaching us that life is too short

to waste hiding in a dark corner

sheltered and alone on a long winters day

Fearless!

I have this sword…

some days I swing like a girl

once in a while I slash like a superhero

and other times

I simply stick it in the ground.

This same sword can protect me

if I decide firmly to use it.

This sword can cut down my enemies

no matter how strong they may be.

It is so strong it makes me fearless.

And this sword… was made by the best.

This sword is my ‘will’

some days I go back and forth

once in a while I cut to the chase

and other times

I simply stick it straight in the dirt

standing my ground.

This sword was given to me

ten thousand years ago

when God gave me ‘choice.’

He handed me this sword

and said…

“Choose Wisely.”

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“Think not that I am come to send peace on earth: I came not to send peace, but a sword.”
Matthew 10:34