Thursday, December 17, 2015

A Preacher with no School

Certain things set the world a fire
We all have skin in the game

Things fall in place others put
There is not much justice in this world

People do not hold meetings to be questioned
I do not know why they have them

You can talk too much?
That is my experience

There is not one story told
That had one side

But the same week they expelled a rule breaker
We quoted Paul extolling every dictate a Christian spirit

Those in charge enforce the rules they like
Children only want the rules they like enforced

People change history
History like a great ship hard to turn

Floating gardens of Lake texacoco
Hanging gardens of Babylon

Somethings were better
We lose answers as we find more

There is an event horizon to us
But we will be ok

Is the circular logic of creation
And why we have debate

Not fair
In the end complete

Down crooked paths made straight
All the blood washed off the street

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