Friday, December 20, 2013

fight

fight

December 20, 2013 at 11:03am
fight
fight
the early christians drew no swords they did not suit up in armor plated trucks they did not fight
they wore clothing made of robes
they washed  outside in roman inaquaeducks
they did not storm trooper rome
they lived in caves with skins on hides on backs
they stayed away from soldiers in the night
they kept the secret of the universe is love
they held a man more dear then life
they washed each others feet and hands
they gave food to all the clan
they met inside locked doors for fear
and they preached to people hurting them
they fooled them all they ran away
they kept the faith
they tried to do what did Jesus say
fight
fight fight the early christians drew no swords they did not suit up in armor plated trucks they did not fight they wore clothing made of robes they washed outside in roman inaquaeducks they did not storm trooper rome they lived in caves with skins on hides on backs they stayed away from soldiers in the night they kept the secret of the universe is love they held a man more dear then life they washed each others feet and hands they gave food to all the clan they met inside locked doors for fear and they preached to people hurting them they fooled them all they ran away they kept the faith they tried to do what did Jesus say fight


fight
fight
the early christians drew no swords they did not suit up in armor plated trucks they did not fight
they wore clothing made of robes
they washed  outside in roman inaquaeducks
they did not storm trooper rome
they lived in caves with skins on hides on backs
they stayed away from soldiers in the night
they kept the secret of the universe is love
they held a man more dear then life
they washed each others feet and hands
they gave food to all the clan
they met inside locked doors for fear
and they preached to people hurting them
they fooled them all they ran away
they kept the faith
they tried to do what did Jesus say
fight

Saturday, November 9, 2013

HOmelessed

HOmelessed
HOmelessed
dispossessed of evil intentions but thought of as dead most people ignore or even hate us we are the living left alive after the war
actually any old person that is homeless
you can be an immortal Jesus
or just a veteran of a war
or not even a civilian
laying in the dirt
poor
whoever is homeless hear me now
your home is in the heavens not made with human hands no one can take it from you like a blanket
all they can do is push you forward
and you were meant to die someday
Jesus loves you
and eye love you
and so do not feel so all alone
in time
the Lord heals all the wounds
even when we get wounded twice
Charles Robert Frost
 — in Tallahassee.

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Dead People

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Dead People
Dead People
the tombstone should be read no one except for Gods own Son every mothers son the tuna fins the mermaid twins the Chorus of the Choirs Lofty Brows and Worried Crouds Jesus was no exception HE took Death to be Religion Battalions full of Soldiers fade away Entire cities die of plauges rat infested waterfronts decay of port town the numbered lifeless boats Survivors of the Pentacost Marching bands and Schools of Blind and Deaf Children those that age and come of age those that sleep and those that merely drown small towns where young poets walk around still not yet driven to be bound in haste for hordes of Sheols of interested glances Pirates die swashbuckling Ship to Ship and shore leaves Senates and Despots Political Presidents Corporation Residents banal images of ghosts decay the screen bringing tears to windows only Devils and Angels never die they live forever either heaven or the fire CAN you really tell the differances between devils and angels or CAN they trade places the same person in two aspects the created life has the same purposes to live and to never ever die
Dead People
a CharlaX POetry POem
Dead People
Dead People
the tombstone should be read no one except for Gods own Son every mothers son the tuna fins the mermaid twins the Chorus of the Choirs Lofty Brows and Worried Crouds Jesus was no exception HE took Death to be Religion Battalions full of Soldiers fade away Entire cities die of plauges rat infested waterfronts decay of port town the numbered lifeless boats Survivors of the Pentacost Marching bands and Schools of Blind and Deaf Children those that age and come of age those that sleep and those that merely drown small towns where young poets walk around still not yet driven to be bound in haste for hordes of Sheols of interested glances Pirates die swashbuckling Ship to Ship and shore leaves Senates and Despots Political Presidents Corporation Residents banal images of ghosts decay the screen bringing tears to windows only Devils and Angels never die they live forever either heaven or the fire CAN you really tell the differances between devils and angels or CAN they trade places the same person in two aspects the created life has the same purposes to live and to never ever die
Dead People
a CharlaX POetry POem

Thursday, May 9, 2013

JesusWitness


JesusWitness


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JesusWitness



the poet raises his arms and blesses the crowd he leaves his hole in the wall and repaires the hole in the fence the gang has found his hiding place
he marches past the breach satisfied at least the normal passer on the sidewalk will not notice it is open at both ends he keeps his place for bed and walks in dread of thieves they take every bag and thing away iff easy they find access to his place he blesses the crowd with his flowing robes hangging from his arms and he bestows his kiss upon the frown of all his facebook friends the crowd goes wild
do not be deceived for many shall come in my namme before the end of time
The Lord will decend from Heaven in the CLOUDS the same way they saw him leave the Earth riding on a White Horse and leading the Armies of God forth the battle with the terribel men will be the Armageddon written of in the Book of Revelations
no man can no the time or even pretend the throne of god belongs only to his SON the CHRIST
the JesusWitness
 — in New Orleans.