Consider this,
Consider this my truth,
The basis of my knowledge,
Fanciful and factual renditions of my reality
The words of obligation to myself
If I knew better...
I think I heard you whispering,
I thought I heard you testify,
No I'm certain that you definitely lied
Yes I'm uncertain that you definitely lied
So many words can convey feeling
How many chapters can list Truths?
In none of these but only ever in silent vowels
Do Consider,
Consider my failures
My truth was liberation, my confession
This was why I failed to seek it out
This is why I am confined in my notion of truth
I think I heard some footsteps
I think I heard you run
No I'm certain that you definitely lied
Lying to myself,
My devotion of a truth I sought
"Baffling Ole sawol
immortal principle in man
my pneuma spirit connects,
and communicates with God
My soul betrayal is myself
My choice process mostly wrong
This is my sin, calling
Mine mind betrayal trust not myself
Lies to you, my soul, my breath
My soul betrayal is myself
Nephesh O' soul betrayer of my life
Nephesh soul betrayer of my mind
Nephesh soul betrayer of mine eyes
Lying to my living, breathing conscious body
My soul betrayal is myself
Denying myself, lying heart, lying self
So mine soul betrayal alive my heart is dead
Betrayal of my soul, mind and heart
Depart, deceitful tongue, deceitful heart
Betrayed by my soul and breath
the last of it?
My soul betrayal is myself"
4/18/22 2022©
For Soul Betrayal Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker
(Sawol/Sawel=means Soul)
(Nephesh-Hebrew for Soul)
The Working Man
sought get old with my high school beard chased through each pillar a delight to deliver
our nations youth in sorrowful truth got them knocking best north the working man
nor a mere shoulder to cry out sweat the lulabye from a slight reply help you get by
each new day let them come your way yelling to each feature in the crazy tongue
The working man with whom you can depend exist in a solace sultry dish hard to mix
a lamp to lght a silver tree bright wisdom intellectualized order to promote its soda
lying heart prevail better chack your mail sold out feature to each trial on the double
Scarlit order will build closer you have to increase its function lock it up go to work night
seems to me I better work in my life that's why they call me the working man is what I am
The working man you better understand...,
lay a hold of the weekly price let loose as to realize as a bee in its hive the working man
I’m Not Worthy
(A Sinner Prayer)
I’m not worthy of your blood,
I’m not worthy of your love.
I’m not worthy of your hand,
I’m not worthy of your plan.
I’m not worthy of your forgiveness,
I’m not worthy of your thoughtfulness.
I’m not worthy of your grace,
I’m not worthy of your place.
I’m simply not worthy!
O’ Dear Lord, from up above,
Why do you continue to give me love?
When I have failed you every time,
When I’ve refused to make you mine.
When I’ve let temptation come in,
When I’ve walked the road of sin.
Yet you still knock upon my heart,
Offering a brand new start.
I’m simply not worthy!
How do I learn from my mistakes?
How many trials does it take?
When will I finally take a stand?
And grasp tightly your open hand.
How can you still find the time?
To deal with a lying heart like mine.
When I’m not worthy of your love,
I don’t deserve your home above.
I’m simply not worthy!
Please forgive me.
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