Opening Prayer
Verse 1
Allah the Revealer, you have seen me at times when I was down. You have seen me at times when I was well and doing more to help others. Even when I did not believe in myself, you were there helping me along. Now I can tell part of my story to those whom may need it. I only ask that you communicate my words into the heart of those that are going through their valley of the shadow of death. Do not give up on them as they are in need of help.
Verse 2.
Throughout the life of this young dragon there has been many trials and tribulations. A lifetime of education and love for the arts. The dragon has known many of these gifts. Today the main gift is the appreciation of speaking with people that need help. They have come to see him as a counselor with the light of God and patience of a saint. So many people have called him brother, friend, and by his many names and nick names. Still they do not know that his actions have been guided by the pain he has felt in the past. Here is the story of the scholar and the gentleman.
Categories:
revelator, appreciation,
Form: Prose
He is screaming from his soapbox again.
His voice carries heavily through the air,
like a cloud of sulfur, soot, and disrepute.
He is old and he is fuming,
and he must do what old folks
do best, other than croak.
He must yell at the lost souls
of the newest generation
of degenerates and sinners
who will all surely burn in hell,
who will die writhing in agony,
and none of whom give even half a ****.
He may not even know the source of his
vitriol, but goddamn it, its there,
and he is going to spew it everywhere.
These are not opinions. There will be no discussion.
Our own soapboxes will remain unused.
Our politics all silent and subdued.
We do not want to make a scene.
Categories:
revelator, america, christian, crazy, religion,
Form: Verse