Love the love
that loves you most,
love the shadow that
provides you shelter...
But always love life
that offers you all,
sans demur... !
I hear animals tell me
under squirrel’s intrigue
That I’m servant to you all,
servant of animal kingdom
Who employed me here?
I fought and got power
with secret support by God
now I fight for myself
I’m here to promote a thing
kingship of the wilderness
for my cubs and grand-cubs
and great, great-grand-cubs
to them this kingdom belongs
It is a taboo for a lion
to hand over precious power
to squirrels and its family
Lion the king passes over
kingship to family of lions
not family of squirrels
Ask me not against, never!
We shall re-focus attention
from antelopes to your family
and you know the results
No Objection
From his mind he needed protection
And no one had an objection
Picture of Carson we saw
That really grabbed my craw
Was with Jesus' at His resurrection.
Jim Horn
I remember Ben having a big picture
of Jesus in his home hallway.
I am many things:
a friend, a mom, a lover.
But not an object.
My Lord…I object
Not that I don’t love You
But I object of my life…Pathetic
My Lord…I object
Not that I’m not afraid of You
But I object of my love…I’ve been cheated
My Lord…I object
Not that I’m here against you
But I object of my way…Intricate
I object of being me
I object of being cheated
I object of being lost
My Lord…Please help and find me
Come hither my love
Who art thou to deny me
Your beauty does tempt me
Ur almond eyes enrapture me
With that honey gaze
Sweet meat cannot b sweeter
I stand at the foot of your bed
My robe a puddle of love at my feet
Naked
For your almond eyes to stare
Will u refuse me?
When I offer to you so freely
Come hither my love,
And pleasure me
And as the dew drips from dawn’s arrival
And those eyelids flutter open
Have no doubt:
It will never b a matter of my objection
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