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Some Other Thinking Not Mine

some other thinking not mine
some other thinking not mine
sure they mean well they tell
they hoist the boom and bring it down on you
explaining to you just what you have to do
as iff the gospel is given unto men in paychecks
the  20 dollar bill is lord and master now to them
wear the gun invisible on your belt hide the bullits  from the gun stock they make welts upon your sacrilege form the lines pay the penalty of time
bark your orders from the grave no one listens to your grace whiskey laced sermon now you see them now you do not see them shine on harvest moon of time is coming time is nigh near the starting near the ending of the time
judge me quickly judge me not guilty not thet eye did never sin but the sin must be forgiven men  who  who died and gave us the keys find the lord of all religion please do not call me the hooty owl again Roman Legions beck and call master of them all  is money rolled money counted money paid and money kept from the destruction of the mention of the men who have no money all the poor poor men please who who not the hooty owl again doh ray me la teeh doh teeh doh hooty owl hooty owl teeh doh money not mine thinking some other

Scott

For the past week things were a blot
severe pains and did not know what
the extent of the outcome that you had
but was caught in time in which i`m so glad

Meningitus to a young man of your age
could of been fatal and sent a ripple of rage
and upsetment throughout family and mates
am telling you now,Scott we all would of had hate

Iff the hospital team didn`t catch it in time
and i would`nt be sat here writing this rhyme
a quick recovery and you can stand tall 
look forward to your baby and playing football


Dedicated to Scott Myers.

Post Card

am going away today
 i will fulfill
what i had to say
when i get home
you won't be alone
i will
write or tyde
you aletter
iff that make you feel
better
that how real love starts
i will
send you a
POST CARD

Eastereggone

EasterEggOne 
EasterEggOne 
 
TheFalconeEGGPoemI 
  
For EWE Easter Sunday 
IN a series of three egg poems it stormed. It rained ICE into the desert there is still ICE 
there on the hill side in mye distance the stuff pelted my covers all night forcing me into a 
fighting crouch to stay alive eye resembled nothing lest except a baby falcone inside her egg 
before She hatches eye waited for the daylight coming trying to accept the fate of all 
homeless people when then the sun arose all around me long enought to let me dry mye 
things before putting toys away when the falcone come she sat her distance preening drying 
feathers twisting head just giving me theye theye theye she turns her head this way and that 
sort of drinking eye with heart and sight so nice it was to see mye falcone scrye. It cleaned 
mye heart of hate and once again renewed eye faced this Easter Sunday day. Iff this were 
not enought an added ancedoted ed.note.ed see charlaxfabels the falcon cry fable number 
one then continue on to egg poem too and thence to number three or egg poem thrice.

Howe 2 Finde Gawd

I be frum brooklin
And I bee edumacatid reel goode
En iff uz wanna bee sefistikated lic mee
end Gawd weil bee wit uz
en ween u finde Hiem
asc Him 2 drope buy me's.

The Fourth Fable

The Fourth Fable 
The Fourth Fable 
 
A Jesus Cowboy Song 
 
Eye am a strong man iff strength is not physical alone, 
but charachter and hope, love become my armour 
 my arm as gates once opened close now new ones open at a glance in poverty 
of riches poor people there in Heaven sing to Jesus as they wave branches from 
the richness of the trees beside the waters running in the trenches freely given 
overflowing when a little lamb just wants a drink of water another drink the water 
bubbles up so no one has to lift her she can reach the water carefully she drinks 
and then she sings…' 
'my holster is empty my life is complete my love is in Heaven 
eye have plenty to eat and to drink ' 
life is not meant to be a shoot em up rodeo 
life is not meant to be a shoot um up movie 
my life is in Heaven my holster is empty 
eye have LOVE'

Learning Sabbath

Learning Sabbath 
Learning Sabbath 
 
 
Some people have much silver and they count it in the box some people have 
there dollars cut in half and have too much some people have no money but 
have a better half some people have a life even if its just inside them or there 
wife even iff she is so far away on Sabbath Day. 
Eye walked and gathered food and let the food place fallow lie on sabbath day. 
Eye walked and begged no money on the sabbath day eye walked and carried 
food away on almost every sabbath day but if eye want to tell the truth and never 
lie then eye must say there had to be at least a sabbath day eye kept sometime 
no judgement come to me as eye am not professing law to keep but lawgiver 
come on sabbath day so sweet at end of life to come eye have the only one the 
last one eye must keep and not be late it's Heaven found above no fable of a pie 
in sky no fable but the truth no fable of a someday world but one of solid youth the 
strength of elder the hope on GOD the wonder of a life changed into a life of 
wonder and of old turned into young Saturday will come.

Blackandebonman

BlackandEbonMan 
BlackandEbonMan 
 
This Poem is taken from my Jesus Central Course Jesus 101. 
 
If you were Mark, writing a short report to demonstrate to a Roman audience that 
Jesus (a Jewish man) was "the Son of God", what would you include in that 
report? This is Charlax speaking as iff eye am MARK talking to the gentle reader 
true: 

"We watched as JESUS was crucified he walked with that TREE on his back and 
fell dropping it unable to go on in apparent defeat he fell to one knee he was so 
strong he was never completely down we thought it was disgrace but there 
seems to be a reason now the SYMON one of CYRENE a black ebon man was 
found standing in the crowd a broad nose and back the cross was lifted up and 
placed upon the ***** back to make the forgiveness of us all complete and color 
no barrier to GOD 

This is for my black friend at the University Blue and Read for yew.

Miserable Day

Miserable Day 

There were many bad days but there was one that stuck out in my mind and 
memory way too long to be ignored let's call it the mattress or a sword day. Upon 
arrival at the center eye was given a bed and allowed to proceed down the hall to 
the left. There was a room with a bed and a pillow no sheets or pillow cases 
please it reminded me way too much of a jail. The times of this place were not 
placed not in evidence. The temperature was no longer controlled it was as hot 
as a let me name no names or addresses or places it was the most miserable 
day ever. They told me eye was mental not coming down for food was there 
trays? Who says? No one told me that day to proceed to the place of the cafeteria 
trays where they finally let me go and eye left without eating at all for they wanted 
me to pay for a meal given to me for free the price was a dollar they seemed so 
very mean to me when they told me iff you want to eat in this place you WILL PAY. 
Eye went so hungry that day. The time was soon up and it's all filed away as the 
most miserable day yet in a lifetime of pain eye regret. 
 
           
 
 
 Miserable Day

Does My Own Faith

Does My Own Faith
Does my own faith extend to others can GRACE apply to them? Just go and ask 
the ROMAN Centurion that asked a BOON for his own son. His son lay dying of a 
sickness brought on no DOUBT by leaded wine, and the *****stood there in 
perfect health just asking GOD for his own son. “eye am a roman soldier with 
men under my authority eye say to one come and to another go and it is DONE.” 
The LORD JESUS marveled at this understanding so rare in the gentile race. GO 
home embrace thy son it is given to me and now it is done. The boy was taken 
up from his sick bed at that very hour the MAN who believed RECEIVED his 
GRACE from GOD’s own POWER. Eye was plagued by doubters, who fashioned 
me to lose my faith; today they are all liars, for prayers are always heard iff the 
throne of GRACE is active then prepare to get them back prepare for health at 
last. Does my own faith extend to others there yes in all my prayers my hope is 
given back.

Gryposaurus Monumentensis

Gryposaurus monumentensis 
Gryposaurus monumentensis 
 
 
The herd came to the edge of the new forest the leader turned and almost 
humishly smiled at his flock like a deacon on a SUNDAY picnic day in June. 
The forest is very inviting he seemed to say we lost very few monumentensis 
today along the way it seemed as iff the largest predator alive was stalking us but 
the open spaces kept him away they thrive in hidden jungle spaces and eat as 
many as they can in any one given day and the Gryposaurus 
began to sway from side to side and to eat there way inside the forest line by line 
by line and at least there must have been almost close to four hundred of them. 
And that is how the Arizona Desert was born. 
By the thundering chomps of the Gryposaurus monumentensis

Can Eye Christian?

Can eye Christian?
Can a man live and grow and eat and sleep can he even love? eye am reminded 
of a MOSES growing up in the desert after Egypt he was skilled the BIBLE says in 
all the arts of LOVE? He got a wife one day at well and sent the other people 
packing with his STICK. Eye am sure they loved and lived. In the old same 
fashion of the world.
In the tent and out in the desert some making love a man and woman after all is 
said and done. Can a man have love even a man a gentile dog not overly 
concerned with fate just living and hoping for the future of iff and ever someday.
To have my violette flower to live and love again.
They ate meat and a Passover meal and loved and kissed as many people do. 
Please let it happen for the mee and especially the ewe.
The only thing that made MOSES a Christian was his name.
King David was the same. This would be my prayer to you today?
Can eye Christian?

Typewriter

TYPEWRITER 
TYPEWRITER 
 
 
Have you seen an old old movie starring people in the newspaper businesses? 
They had a old timey typewriter with the margin set and the return was manually 
inclined to be reset with a nod and a frown and for all the world it seemed as iff 
they was pushing it one way and pulling it the other at the same time 
They typed and they retyped and they stopped and looked at the mistakes and 
they edited the work and they inked the whiteout on the paper and they cussed 
and took a coffee break and then they wrote a letter of intent to leave this 
company no I'm sorry eye have been nice so far but now this JOB is monkeying 
my back and eye must depart for FLORIDA or ZA. FOR all the world it is no 
different on a computer except for the edit on the paper itself and just ewe try to 
get a WORD document to spell words the way ewe say ewe want them to be 
spelled 
There there do not ponder the universe or quit your job just EDIT and misspell 
the words correctly to be found a cosmic winner of the prize and utilize the means 
of trash disposal to make the end come true and then ewe are a typewriter threw 
and threw.

Free Love

FREE love 
FREE love 

IFF eye had to pay her bye the hour if she charged my for her love eye would rob 
the institutions eye would have to pay enough iff she paid me money to be her 
lover she could not ever give enough I would take the vault door open and give 
her millions of the stuff 
Love is different deep inside it makes a man feel like a thriver a sometimes lover 
is what most of them came and settled for she is mye heart mye violet flower she 
is worth far more than gold and silver is mye lining we aer rich in all emotions 
and just happy to bee ewe and mee the one of all the kisses on his hands and 
the way she says mon ange to this the mee makes me happy as a school boy 
with his first kiss she is so much better than all this she is mye first real rally love 
she is mye bliss and all the prices that eye miss when she says LOVE eye get 
so helpless eye just thrive. It is so hard to even attempt to make describe of this 
free love. 

Charles Hice

If You Could Imagine

IF YOU COULD IMAGINE how this makes me feel 
And to know that this is now so real 
IF YOU COULD IMAGINE the voice of a king 
IF YOU COULD IMAGINE just the right thing
IF YOU COULD IMAGINE being treated like the queen you are 
IfF YOU COULD IMAGINE your dream not being so far
IF YOU COULD IMAGINE just one person, who would it be 
Well I know one thing as for me 
The only person who comes to mind 
Because this person to me is one of a kind
When he speaks I hear the voice of a king
When I am with him it really seems like the right thing 
The way he treats me is like a queen would be 
And when with him my dream is not far to see
So as you all can clearly see 
this is the right person for me 
No matter what people say
It will always be this way
Now and until the very last day
Love always Michael Dayrl Anthony 2

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