“These four walls”

Dark times have come today, family and friends have gone away
All that’s left are these four walls a window a toilet and some something that smells
For crime or injustice to be sure either way none can be sure you alone know the truth
Someday you will be let out someday justice will be done but today someday seems so far away
When you count the hours a day seems long a week even longer you just have to be strong
Few to talk to few that understand fewer still that want to lend a hand
Prisons like that you see nothing but time and the sun to make each days retreat
But through it all there is a constant something the jailer warden guards cant take away
God above you looks down from above why are you here who can say
While time passes slow to be sure it dose pass away
Living a life in these four walls wanting so much to go beyond their halls.
To see the green fields and play with friends but for here and for now this journey ends
Stuck behind these four walls able to hear freedoms siren calls but unable to answer unable to heed
In either word or deed, sit back and wait for him to lead
With time the sentence in the prison will be served
And freedom will once again be yours take comfort in that as the time crawls by
That once again you will see the sky it may be days it may be years but God doesn’t have any peers
These four walls painful as they are will pass away leaving a scar
Lessons learned that perhaps could not have been learned another way
But then who can say but God and these four walls

The Woman I Once Knew
It seems but long ago there was someone so true but of course it was you, inseparable we were with a love so true nothing came between me and you. Time passed and we grew stronger growing together and ever longer seemed the wait for you my love. Though it was long ago now I still look back and remember with such sweet sorrow the woman I once knew. Time went by and the days flew away where they went none can say my truest friend my closest companion but now has gone away. Away away I was called away for a time though small afflicted your resolve. Returning what do I find the woman so fair and fine a statue of stone. The skin once so fair now hardened beyond repair the heart that once beat only for me is now likened to the inside of a tree. The hair once so fine now is covered with vine, the eyes that were so bright now are hollow and dark. Alas alas my love how did this come to be surly some villain tormented thee show me this knave I shall run him through. Silence spreads like a stormy gloom. The dark eyes do not weep the wooden heart dose not beat the stony skin refuses to become lissome again. Dead dead dead it seems is the woman I once knew replaced by a heartless statue of you. My God my God say it isn’t true restore my love to me anew. I sit at the feet of the statue of you weeping weeping ever weeping for dead is the woman I once knew so strong and so true all that is left is the memory of you. As I sit and I weep I wonder how this could be for you promised to wait for me. I sit and I wait praying ever more for my God to restore that woman I once knew. I take my sword consider the release and determine deaths embrace but ever so faintly God speaks “that is not the way, wait” and so driving the tip unto the ground I sit and I wait for something profound. I wonder if in ages ahead some traveler might stop by here and wonder about the statues in the courtyard. They so fine and so true forever our images shall bear, for even made of stone I cannot leave you and if a statue I too become then perhaps I will find the woman I once knew.

Sight Unseen
Somehow I know their there hiding behind the stair
Causing pain and fear and all those ugly things draw near

How then can I fight I simply don’t have the might

Then in a flash I call to him and he is there

To be fair he was always there

Just out of sight like a calming voice on a stormy night

He is the light the fear and the pain they are not the same

For he takes the bite and the sting out of both of these sight unseen

And even thou I cant see him as he comes and goes

I know he is more powerful than those who bring the pain and fear

Still even now he draws me near

It plays out like an epic of old, the tale untold

Good vs. Evil, Light vs. Dark all played out right in your heart

The contrast is stark one side hates the other loves

Called to be wise and strong and as gentle as a dove I smile

And know all the while promises made are promises kept

Buy the man who walks in step and holds my hand

Through the long dark nights so full of fright

And still I remain through the joy and the pain

Because he is always the same a secure place a rock on which to stand

And he can even heal our land

But even so the others don’t want us to know how much he loves us so

For even then the battle would be lost for none could count the cost

Love wins in the end against hate and all it can send

So as the battle rages and all the priests and the mages

Seek solace in their pages

He remains the same as he has down thorough the ages

So as evil strikes a blow and Good comes back with the flow

Do not doubt but just love him so for even though

They hurt you so don’t give up

Just have peace and know

He is there

Sight Unseen

The Journey
Striving ever longer the road seems ever longer
Yet his mercies are anew every morn

Many say and scorn what right have you to walk on

Is not every life a choice to live or die the most basic indeed

Even for those of us who have been freed

Life’s no bed of roses but truth composes rhymes and riddles

Trying real hard I fiddle looking for a way out a remedy without a doubt

Her pain is great and prayers go up from to her I lift her up

In his mercy in his grace I know he’s restoring her and she’s doing a about face

I wait and pray through the pain and the longing my ears attentive for her voice which should be calling

Waiting for that whence it comes I know not when soon perhaps even before the years end

Even now ever stronger the love I feel grows even now

The lord is faithful he is just and his promises never tarnish and never rust

So I wait for that day when he brings to me what he’s promised

Waiting is hard but few things are worthy of her I just want to portray Christ’s love

Going along singing my song waiting on Christ keeping the faith

Helping as many as I can along the way praying he will light my way

Seeking to be true as few can do seeking to be a light in this

Darkest of nights the world presses in with its screaming accusations and tempting sin

Struggling on I refuse it all trying hard not to stall of fall

I wont dishonor her by giving in and living in sin

Though those around me fall right and left I hang on to my God with all I have left

I cant give up I cant give in I wont go back

This is something I have to do I love you my dear you cant change that no matter how hard you try

I will keep my word I will keep my promise I will wait for the day

When I can say I love you my wife my love and I praise God for you and all this love

When I put a ring on your hand and you do as you said and accept in front of God and man

I love you angel to be sure I will wait and pray and hope for in that is the price I pay

To love a woman who’s gone today off on her own in pain trying to find her way

Hitting my kees I pray please please please heal her heart and the pain the runs deep

Interceding again and again I petition him help her heal her

I hear the tears I see her cry even if its only in my minds eye and somewhere else but I know it to be true

My heart weeps for the pain she’s going through I ache to comfort you

Girding my self again I get on my face begin

And so I pray it again…

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In Remeberance

Lest we ever forget

Three hours one Tuesday

9/17/2001

For long years and dark nights we fought the parlous fight
Always in retreat seeking shelter from the fight

Again and again pushed back as morals took the slack

Disasters and others seemed near all the things seemed to appear

But still none did revere

Politicals and hucksters alike stuck their fingers in the air and called it hype

The remnant was strong praying and seeking

But the masses still teaming refusing to seek that which is above

Shaken to the core not even in the days of yore

Not since our flags flew as the Nazis we slew have these numbers we knew

In the year’s pass and since the men have howled and bent

Rules and reg’s trying to push God out of the US

Success they knew pressing ever higher ever longer to knew lows they did step

No prayer in schools such was their creed

Separation of church and state that was there thought indeed

Though we fought valiantly and gave our best the men succeeded and took no rest

Pushing farther and harder to them Ten Commandments are obscene

Gloating and striving they pushed us back giving no slack

Terrors device something unseen

The devils attempt to brake us apart at the seem

Long dark hour’s time crawls by as the world stood still

And terror had its day

For all that the bible is true

The psalms rescue you

The wicked’s schemes come to an end

As God put them in their place

And a nation as one turned in

Three hours one Tuesday

And now where shall they go

Prayer is not stopped as all unite singing songs

And fighting the Good fight

30 long years we fought and lost ever seeking to reverse the cost

But God is faithful God is good

The devil stuck a blow meant to sunder and bestow

Fear and loathing and terror to be sure

Turning a nation sees smoke and fire and loss

And seeks counsel for the loss

Praying and seeking God turning to the one they lost

Churches swell as answers they do seek

Humbled by loss and still counting the cost

Turning to truth and seeking its use

Prayer comes forth from all in mourning and loss as

Old Glory fly’s again with new stripes painted in blood

And the pools of tears are so deep none do tread

The piles of bones in the white plies ever higher

What the devil meant for evil God turned to good

In three hours one Tuesday

Death fire loss such is the cost

Of a nation that turned to what it once said

What need of you have I

The spark is ignited and spreads like flame

Over the hills and planes

In God we trust

God bless America

In three hours one Tuesday this all changed

From mere mottoes and saying to

Heart felt words from those seeking comfort

And all in all for all the death, pain and sorrow

The price was high and dear to be sure

Good and evil war around us to ignore it is to call it down on us

Evil wins sometimes to be sure

But God is good faithful and just

In three hours one Tuesday

A nation hit its kees and found its soul

And most certainly God is in control

As a nation turned in

Three hours one Tuesday

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