A Ride In Dylan's Voice
Woke up this morning
on the wrong side of the tracks.
Left out leaving for all the right reasons
and all the wrong facts.
Caught a ride with a traveling preacher
in a beat up van.
Said he was on his way to heaven,
but he had to stop first in the promise land.
Said he left town before he got caught
robbing Peter to pay Paul.
I told him I just left Peter in a bar room
called The Dead Rooster on the phone trying
to call the law.
Passed a church with a sign outside
said they was "World Shakers".
He said, "There ain't nothing in there
but vipers, fakers and takers."
And the only thing shaking
is a doggie bag in Judas' hand.
A plate full of leftovers
from a supper he couldn't stand.
While the other hand is in the pockets
of the widows and the working man.
Looks like redemption done went up.
Use to be thirty pieces of silver,
now it's ten percent and above.
I guess that's what it costs now
for a Leer jet and true love.
They've replaced prophets for profits
that they hold so dear.
With motivational speakers and cons
to tickle their ears.
While the fools in the pews watch their sons
and their daughters and their so called better halves.
Dance naked to take the head off the voice
crying in the wilderness in front of golden calves.
They say they read the book
least they should fall.
But what they're really doing is looking
for other gates to heaven
and loopholes in the law.
Then he changed the subject started talking
about a dude named Daniel in some lion's den.
Said he got lucky cause
the King called him his friend.
He went into the future
and seen some writing on the wall.
It was in a confessional
on some filthy bathroom stall.
Then he said something I'll never
remember or understand.
About Daniel and John the Beloved
the revelating man.
He said, "Great Babylon is going to fall,
just take a look around.
Anything that can be shaking will be shaking,
you better get to higher ground."
Sodom and Gomorrah ain't got
nothing on this place.
The end is around the corner,
that's the facts you gotta face.
Don't look to D.C. or to Hollywood
they got caught with their pants down.
They been preaching for years to the masses
now you don't hear a sound.
Got people screaming in the streets
with pink hats on their heads.
Letting their seed pass through the fires
of Molech, it's for freedom they said.
Watch the zombies shuffling down Zombie Street
with technology in their hand.
They won't know what to do,
cause they didn't read the plan.
Things are going to get bad
before they get good.
People will be standing in line
trying to buy bread with a bag of gold if they could.
The churches have been telling us
when the horn blows they'll be watching from the stands.
But they might be in the thick
when the tribulation hits the fan.
Then he lit a cigarette
and looked at me.
And said, "Son I'm just telling you the truth
so you'll be set free."
I started feeling funny
and told him you can let me off here.
I ain't been to Sunday school
in a whole lotta years.
He handed me a Bible and said,
"You ain't gonna find any peace above the ground.
Wake up and close your eyes
for the Kingdom is at hand and all around."
Told me to take the word
and hide it in my heart.
Cause there is a beast in this world
and wants to tear you apart.
Said take that bread
that's in your hand,
eat it and later
you'll understand.
So when I got back home,
I did just what that hippie preacher said.
That book didn't taste real good,
but I sure felt fed.
"The times they are-a-changin'."
- Bob Dylan
"A time will come when instead of Shepherds feeding the sheep,
the church will have clowns entertaining the goats." - Charles Spurgeon
10/6/18
Copyright © Wren Rushing | Year Posted 2018
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