The truth is, I find your thoughts abusive.
They darken the light I brought back with me.
When I was flakey, Only One saved me.
In my fleeting moments… Only One still cheered for me sincerely.
Only One came back for me to lift me from the den of thieves.
I tried on the skins they offered me,
they didn’t fit me thankfully…
At this rate, with the dragon lifting its beastly head
only to see it’s own chaotic devices reflected.
A twisted ground-hog fleeing from its own shadow.
How it hates to look itself in the face that way.
To live like this won’t allow for anything to rise to its best by proxy to it.
The danger zone has lifted the veil to completion.
A twisted perversion of perfect truth.
“Overpromise and under deliver,
slow-boil the armies trust until the big bust.
Create a dependence on the reprobate systems we’ve put into place.
Capitalize on the trip back-peddling straight into our trap…
Let their curiosity lead them deep to meaningless things.”
This is how the world gives things to its underlings.
Always a crossroads…
The snake-oil they’re spreading…
Is full of once living dead things.
Putting it lightly,
they’ve taken precious things from me…
To place it more invitingly,
I’m here to take it back violently.
I’ll take my weapon kindly
curing what you can’t seem to
fearing what you seem to have forgotten
has taken up my flag against you…
Now I’m back to declare war silently.
I’ll get back on my feet, it was only one defeat
I’ll take the back seat while YOU win the fight in me
I’ll settle ake back what was stolen times ten, I think.
I’ll bask in the picture and drink in the victory
While a universe-sized love sinks its teeth into me.
Taking me to safety cause
YOU’VE TAKEN ONE TOO MANY!
… get behind me before I crush you.
My heel will heal..
but your scaly head is a different story.
These chains you put around my waist while I was sleeping?
I give them back in four separate lengths.
I tore them to pieces with you in mind…
The retribution, divine intervention.
Now watch while these wounds are renewed.
Fall to pieces while I’m made brand new.
Come unglued while I rise above you.
I knew something new was happening
the moment the hiss of angry vipers excited me.
The growling underbelly becoming an instrument
in this joyous symphony…
The enemy screaming everything insulting
turned to music between my ears.
I know, I’m hearing what you heard.
Now I’m running for THE Word…
Down to the last drop.
I drink these thoughts in.
Nothing the howling hounds can do to pursue me.
and the moment I turn the sword to face them
The cowards took off running…
This enemy is sneaky, it’s lurking, it’s a tooth gnashing knuckle dragger
Compared to the spirit igniting in me…
Such an enemy can’t bring me out of what’s already been done
my job is to seek until I see, and to bring a pen along with me.
The master of my craft went out before me
all I have to do is follow through
… and always keep a pen handy.
What a gentleman, to pave the bloody way.
Then mark it down for me to follow sagely.
What a King, to hold the beating at bay so elegantly,
Can I imagine for a moment?
May I be convicted, please?
Eternity bowing and holding the door,
for any blind fool to walk through.
and we go kicking and screaming into endless blessings
Just waiting for us to articulate our desire to make them true.
Ask and you shall receive, don’t beg and complain about it…
Sometimes you have to climb toward the fruit reaching down toward you… Or ask faithfully for the tree to bend, if you dare to.
What company won’t ask for an accounting of their offerings?
Are you asking for something you wouldn’t comply too?
But it took a blind fool with a specific taste.
One created from a special blend of spices.
Just the right amount of salt.
Enough sweet to offset the bitter.
Savory on any plate, season to tastefulness
Through various ways…
service with a smile at any rate.
All the while playing with an internal palate of characters
Bound and determined to find a purpose for each.
Purpose is the essence of life and existence.
Where it isn’t matter can’t be for instance.
And so as a manner of speaking
what doesn’t contain substance that matters
it will naturally cease to be…
Fill me with infinite possibilities.
All of them feeding the goodness in me.
Give me the joy and strength to face them gracefully.
Give me the purpose of bringing best interests into being.
Let this be my allegiance to YOU.
Whoever owns the rights to AGAPE
I carry my flag for YOU.