Kings Poems

Kings Who Beg

Even a stray dog chooses dignity over slavery,
but you — so-called African leaders —
have chosen puppetry.
The Western world laughs at your blindness,
a blindness born of greed and cowardice.

If they call you in Russia, you go.
If they call you in China, you go.
If they call you in America, you go.
Always summoned, never summoning.
Even as you feed

King of Kings

Remind me, Lord – that You have heard, whatever comes, whatever this life brings, I know the King who writes His light over the spirit… gently revealing, a love that never leaves, a hope that always brings assurance of the King of Kings.


Let His blessings flow,
A river to sooth my soul
Lifting my heart, ‘tis all

No Kings Day Everyday

No Kings Day      
Everyday


The fear I felt last November
Has 
   Swollen
Like a Hindenberg blimp directly 
Overhead
Seconds from exploding
Time and space back to 1775.  
How
Now sent troops’ marching feet
Bear a din, underscoring beat,
Compelling 
   Alarm
Urgently
To ask, to answer the question:
How might we align
  our democracy

Palace visit

A pretty big gate it was... 
Overseeing the strict soldiers at the entrance.
Firmly, they stood with heavy weapons.
Stepped inside the picturesque place,
Gentle girls welcomed with grace.

A beautiful big lawn,
Guarded by patient pawns,
Ample aesthetic rooms around,
Occupied by pretty people abound.

Classical songs were playing on one side,
Dancers accompanied them the other side.
People indulged in their adorable arts,
Celebrating

kings and their ilk

kings

hierarchies

are the stuff of

stories

of history

of the stage

featuring the 

impossible 

splitting of

simply nothing

No Kings

See, folks, here's the thing:
in a republic, there is no king,
and in a democracy such as yours or ours,
no one is allowed to have absolute powers.
One of your president's tragic flaws
is that he believes he's above the law;
and while he has scaled the political heights,
it doesn't mean he can trample human rights.
The presidency is not

No Kings

As citizens not subjects ~ we heartily gather with heads held high

No Kings Day

                            No King’s! Day of defiance
                      

NO KINGS

We our blessed with many freedoms in America…
We may not always agree on what freedoms each of us select…
and where we often get into trouble is when our opposing views of freedom intersect.

We are free to choose our leaders…
even those who when trying to be a king…cause us suffering and shame…
and when this happens, because

New Identity

When God's fire burns so bright,
It changes us into glorious light.
His children now, His Name we bear,
A love so deep, who can compare.

By His stripes, we are healed,
By His Blood, our destiny is sealed.
Sons and daughters, strong we stand,
Held within His everlasting Hand.

Saved by grace, adorned in robes so white,
Clothed in His Righteousness, shining bright.
With

Killing for Kings

They were armed with spears forged by their sun god
Mighty and mean, terrifying mountain-like marauders
The commander told them the battle would be fierce
Their enemies arrived with their own copper spears

Their breastplates and helmets were equal to the task
The battle raged for three days; the field smelled like blood
Evenly matched, the warriors continued on their quest
Smashing

she

she

she walked along the silken shore
crocheting thoughts and even more
morning could not unravel her
men’s lustful eyes freely traveled her

she cleaned the windows of my soul

laying together between satin sheets
she took my life and rhymed for me
those lines which had always dangled free
and in her hands i could be
an emperor of my destiny

hers was a life

Inspirations for Kings

As blue cornflowers decorate each field giving hope in July.
Kings learn many new opportunities; probing questions;
real self-therapy; unblemished veracity with Xyris yearly zest.

Mama we are your Abba Fathers Kings-Sons-Queens-Daughters for Mother Chlorine Rodgers--

Mama we are your Abba Fathers Kings-Sons-Queens-Daughters

Mother we are your children
We should have understood
And who to say we didn’t or should
As adults what we were
When we were children
Mother’s embrace to Elohim Abba Father
His Kingdom Kings/Sons, His Queens/Daughters
We now embrace, mother’s embracement now in such
   ---A beautiful place
For all eternity, Hallelujah thanks be to

Jesus Christ is King

Stories breath light on my spirit,
	Silence the melancholy, reveal the gentle
		Listen to the voice of a grace that clings to me,
From the One who sings shelter through His everlasting love.

Images sing beautiful to my soul,
	Releasing the music – stars out of control,
		Promising joy, peace and so much more,
From the One who lasts forever, a melody

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