they stared no one cared,
she slipped in beside him,
no one dared to question,
their conscience thin,
too many should have’s,
undoes the soul within.
A bum or an ass, the corruption of language, the double meaning, it was about the context, the timing changed the meaning, over a cloud, upon a cloud, under a cloud, the meaning of sky, who could understand it, only those supposed to understand it, amen.
Betrayed with a kiss, saved by a kiss, it was all very strange. Was there someone watching, how we rush to judge, prepared to react, how fickle the mind, how weak the heart, it ran hand in hand. It was easy to assault the senses, particularly if wound up emotionally.
There were those who read minds, understood our ways, could plan our reactions, fallen angels some of them, others too. Solomon ignored routine for good reason. It wasn’t accidental. Twin worlds, two halves to every life, male and female, which one dominates, decided everything. Finding balance, never easy, especially when pushed.
Not to be forgotten, love was never forgotten, never, acts of love, never forgotten, everyone was capable, it’s compassion, hopefully it still existed, he wondered though, the days passed, he was learning, those who aided him, needed more help, he hoped they’d be looked after, it was important to him, he was sending a reminder, don’t forget him, the little one with the sparkling eyes, left an impression, it was a fatherly thing, someone with a shining heart, not many around, being Sunday it was a reminder, the adventures they shared, brought out the sun every single time, every single time, the world needed that love to shine, the religious minded, too much into control, fact of the matter, curtailed that joy so easily, diminished the spirit regularly, something he saw too often. If we forget love, what is there to remember, misery, amen? Guilt was a profession in itself, encouraged widely. Solomon was putting in writing, more needed to be done, stuff he needed, was slowly been seen too, too slow, so much damage done, so much that could have been avoided too, where were the believers, faith is a lonely place, that few ever reach he supposed, amen.
Men were supposed to assist, help, and partake in women’s lives, not as agents of control as so many assume, but as agents in the creation and nurture of love in the lives of their families
When the seeds of a generation no longer produce, the farmer understands exactly what to do, nothing nostalgic nothing sentimental, if it isn’t working you have to do something new, otherwise failure is guaranteed
Acting as if they are Gods, times need changing dear Father, many in difficulty, across the world in conflict zones, hearts are crying out, the pleadings of your son, the Holy Spirit visited, TRUST IN GOD MOST HIGH, Free the love, the efforts to control an affront to love, it’s time dear Father, why wait a day longer.
If they sold out their sisters and brothers, why let their pain go on, they have suffered much, abused so long, demon needs to be undone, and his legion of followers with him, open the abyss and push them in, in the Name of Jesus I make my prayer, love is getting strong, with your divine assistance we can change everything, amen.
They might have tried to hide from me, they can’t hide from you, let the love escape, it’s time for decisive action, lets make the change, let no one doubt, the great change has come, amen. Solomon was putting words on the hopes of many, many who had given up, despondent, he had the ear that mattered, knew it could be done, and a summer to look forward to, amen.
The persuasive thoughts of the mind readers were of no affect despite their efforts, it was time to end their control, if they were going to remain stubborn, the fate of the Egyptians awaited them, the crossroads had been reached, decision time, amen.
Solomon raised his eyebrows, didn’t they understand what they were doing, it wasn’t worth saying, but the public interest was rarely ever served, and it was in the public interest, that they saw the image from the heavens, that described a scene from ancient scripture, as surely as surely is, the reality of God Most High, is in the interest of believers and others. Solomon had to say it, it was the one truth that everyone needed constant reminders of, amen.
full of doubts, another reason to be cynical, easier to do nothing, when you disagree with someone, it’s self fulfilling, makes it safer, the comfy hole your in, you have a reason for being there. So easy to rattle the cage of hatred, so life changing when you rattle the heart inside. So much is shrouded, in the hate we acquire along the way, lose the shroud, and watch the world transform,