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Good Morning

                                                    What is time?
                                           another spin around the dial
                                             Tick tock goes the clock
                                     Second to minute:A voice screaming
                                                        ''Hey Doc''

                                                   Time to wake
                                              Time to make a new
                                   Feat to floor,seldom make it,except a few
                               These random mornings my watch I do not wear
                                 I wake,smile and laugh''without the utmost care''
                               
                                      Slip up my double knot and dare the world...

                                 On cloud twelve,now feat can't touch the ground 
                                                        Nor would I let
                                           Smiling a smirk sweetly smiling
                                                        Not one regret...
                                                                          
                     To harness this morning would be Heaven in a bottle that I must leave behind
                      If it is''as of now''  it has to be  aged -potential to be a unique and  special wine...
                                                                      
                                                                                   I raise my glass to the next tasting.....
 
                                    

Copyright © Jai Bankson | Year Posted 2016



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''The Light House''

       To some a light house was simply that,a house with a light
    Though to the brave souls sailing the oceans it was a reminder
                        of many things upon the night
 The light would remind them that someone was always watching and waiting  
                        for the return of every soul.    
  A beacon of truth,trust,love and every memory of which it has no control
                    
        The keeper of the light,most will never get the privilege to meet
      So much they have done for people that they will never get to greet
        The keeper was a man of solitude because he was married to the sea
      His mistress,the ocean,so what tangible love could ever be.
   
                      Such a symbol for so many things
                 To the Keeper of what the tide shall bring
  
     Even the House shares a relationship between the fog and sea
                      Like a marriage problems will be
                 
                    If you misread the light problems will ensue 
                         Stay the the course,tighten the sails
                                Do what ever you must do

                       Just remember when you see the light
                         She has you safely headed home
                       That light should always remind us
                         Of that place where we all belong

                                                             ''Find your Light''                                
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The Road

                               Where we go the road is very rough
                               To survive we must be very tough
                               Do not expect the barriers to ease
                               The upward climb is not designed to please
   
                               There are trials and troubles along the way
                               Exasperating situations every day
                               But we can not turn our back and run
                               Nor sit down and say our work is done

                               The temptation to stop is very strong
                               At times the road seems just too long
                               We travel it seems at snails pace
                               And we never seem to get any place
                          
                               Somewhere I'm sure the road will end
                               We will travel around the final bend
                               There we will rest the tired and weary bones
                               Thankful that we did not walk alone

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''Mercy''

                               My subject is mercy
                               I haven't much time
                               And so I have chosen                  
                               To speak in rhyme
                               To bring forth a message
                               so dear to me
                               And that within it
                               The truth you will see

                               When I think of mercy
                               In all of its scope
                               I realize fully that
                               This is my hope
                               For nothing I have 
                               Can take care of me
                               For mercy I plead
                               For all time to be

                               I did not deserve it
                               I still do not
                               But He gave me a record
                               That has not one spot
                               Oh it isn't mine
                               I'm sure you'll agree
                               But it is His record
                               That he gave to me

                               Now I've never been
                               What I needed to be
                               But still God's mercy
                               Flows out to me
                               And when I am gone 
                               From this earthly place
                               I'll depend on his mercy
                               I'll rest in His grace

                               Yes I would seek mercy
                               From my fellow man
                               And I would show mercy
                               Wherever I can
                               But no mercy shown
                               By you or by me
                               Can hold a dim light
                               To Calvary's tree

                                               Inspired by the obvious and one of our
                                               very talented Soup Poets-Thank you sir
 


                             

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Why did you come to the Church today

                      Why did you come to the Church House today?  
                             Well I came to sing,worship and pray 
                     Why did you come,why make such a choice?
                       I came here to listen,for my father's voice.
    
                  Why did you come to the Church House today?
                          What are you doing in this place I pray?
                            I came to learn about God and his son
                             I came to find out how Heaven is won

                      Well,what brought you here to sit on a pew?
                          What is the purpose,what will you do?
                           I came for fellowship,Christian love
                             I came to pray to our God above.

                     Why did you come here?What was the mood?
                        Well I was real hungry for spiritual food
                        My soul gets so hungry,I just cannot wait
               To set down with God's people and say,please pass the plate

                          Why did I come here today to this place?
                            Tis here I receive of His marvelous grace
                               I am his child and here I can hide
                           The world is not here with its fearsome tide

                           Here in this place my needs are all met
                            Spiritual needs that I can't just forget
                               Close to my Savior I will be today
                              Aren't you glad you came this way..




                         





                 




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'' A Glimpse''

   I saw this picture and it reminded me of many great and endless thoughts, dreams, wishes, but mainly my old life and how much more fun it could be now that I am older.
   If life used to be that beautiful and spontaneous why the hell did I let it ever end. Not just the girl- not even the girl. That passion for life, for the smallest thing t hat I take for granted now. On the picture it says love or lust.  
   Why not loving lust-lusting for love. Waking up in the morning laughing for no reason and having an adventure every day. I feel like I went to sleep eight years ago and I am just now slowly waking up.
   Better late than never.. to be honest this picture helped my self-induced coma. I simply felt that if I let myself feel for the person in the picture the way I did and things turned out the way they did. Well it kind of made me an ass....It also made me appreciate things that I never would have. I'll  be the first to admit that it is been way overdue. When I see this photo now I just smile and it reminds me that I am capable of whatever I want. I miss that feeling and I can' t believe I let it take this long. Any way, I am ready for a new life; I am not sure what is in front of me, but I am ready to find out.Ten years later she came back and we were engaged to marry but karma didn't agree
                Though when i  wake, I
                                always  smile you see.                                                                                                     

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''The Sound of Words''

              So:
       Here I am
      What can i say
    Starring at a blank page and a pen full of ink..
    My mind racing-even still I cant think.
      A letter makes a word
      A word makes a sentence
      A sentence makes a paragraph
      A paragraph makes a page
      A page makes a chapter
      A chapter makes a book
  That's all:Just words:
      If words have no action,then what do they mean?
      They are just words.Hollow.Empty,Frail...
            I endorse action so i dare not speak,
      whom did God say would inherit the earth...

Copyright © Jai Bankson | Year Posted 2014

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''What is a Son''

                              What is a son to a father
                           But youth and strength as no other
                        That props the sagging failing man
                               With vital energetic hand
                 
                          That makes him glad within the heart
                              To know that these are a part
                         Flesh and bone that came from me
                            And love excelled by none but he
                           Who made us all to live and love

                            A GIFT DIVINE from GOD above
                       
                                                                     Doc

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''A Glimpse''

   I saw this picture and it reminded me of many great and endless thoughts, dreams, wishes, but mainly my old life and how much more fun it could be now that I am older.
   If life used to be that beautiful and spontaneous why the hell did I let it ever end. Not just the girl- not even the girl. That passion for life, for the smallest thing t hat I take for granted now. On the picture it says love or lust.  
   Why not loving lust-lusting for love. Waking up in the morning laughing for no reason and having an adventure every day. I feel like I went to sleep eight years ago and I am just now slowly waking up.
   Better late than never.. to be honest this picture helped my self-induced coma. I simply felt that if I let myself feel for the person in the picture the way I did and things turned out the way they did. Well it kind of made me an ass....It also made me appreciate things that I never would have. I'll  be the first to admit that it is been way overdue. When I see this photo now I just smile and it reminds me that I am capable of whatever I want. I miss that feeling and I can' t believe I let it take this long. Any way, I am ready for a new life; I am not sure what is in front of me, but I am ready to find out.Ten years later she came back and we were engaged but karma didn't agree.Though when I wake I always smile you see.

Copyright © Jai Bankson | Year Posted 2014

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''To Much Truth''

      What are you thinking don't you know others read this,whatever it's supposed to be
      Truth or fiction if this gets back to the papers you think they want care because you  call it   poetry
         Did you even stop to think, Always like you taught me father did you consider not to drink
      Your constituents can smell you before you can even think to shake their hand
         Who do you think you are fooling,Oh this must be  part of the campaign manager's plan
               So kiss their kids and you really believe they don't know about the wifes
                            The audacity  of you to judge us and this scripted out lifes 
           These are real people real lives real truth,how much more do you think I can take 
                How do you put on your boots,badge,gun look in the mirror knowing your a fake
       I have to be perfect on every hour of every minute of every second of every day in my life     With your  so called perfectly imperfect pretentious perpetuating plastic actress you call wife
       The perfect school The hand sewn shoes,for the love of anything would you really rather this than  lose?Your already loosing yourself your kids ,their respect.From boy to Man I will put you in
 check,It's not fair to the others,your so power hungry you don't even see,it's not fair to us,you or me If I was pretending that much I would drink too,Oh wait,we do,It's eighty degrees and a long   sleeve I wear,how have you not noticed,do you even care?You want to be the man,I'll give it to you-you damn well could be but not knowing what goes on under your own roof,That power blinded,you really can't see.I'm right here,we're right here,where the hell are you
                                    Father please!what more must I do!
              Boy how dare you speak to me in that tone and raise your voice.
                               Do you really think I enjoy this,I have no choice
   All I want is the best for your brother and you.For God sakes you of all people know what we
                                            Must do
                            You know the image that they must think
                   I apologize''I'm sorry Sir''I'll grab my jacket and tie 
                            You just grab another drink
                                                        (Polls close at ten)   
''Inspired by the official who''Asked'' me to take down a poem about him''A writer writes ''sir''      
    

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