Sunday, March 1, 2015



Out to Launch ;)


From Ps.22:22

Unh! Unh!
Oona plays a tune for the room
with a bloom in the boom; no doom
and gloom from the tomb.
Sweep non de plume
with your broom.

Zoom. Zoom.

The earth speaks truth filled with fruit.
Truth sings youth for the sleuth
like sweet vermouth at the voting booth.

Elemental forces endorse detection
to see perception in perspective
to deter mass deception. 

The world is the course
for discourse about the force
for the source; we, the people,
and me, the person.

The ruckus
for the goal of justice
runs the bus to the trust
that is right for us.

Fight the blight
to beat the strife
that corrupts our life.

Do not abhor
care for the poor.
Love will soar from shore to shore.
You will adore more safety for your door.

Sweep non de plume
with your broom
from the room.

Zoom. Zoom.

The families of the nations
will have patience
for your stations
and situations.

The earth will welcome friends
to the length of awesome ends.

22 Praise the Lord, you that fear him; *
stand in awe of him, O offspring of Israel;
all you of Jacob's line, give glory.
23 For he does not despise nor abhor the poor in their poverty;
neither does he hide his face from them; *
but when they cry to him he hears them.

24 My praise is of him in the great assembly; *
I will perform my vows in the presence of those who
worship him.

25 The poor shall eat and be satisfied,
and those who seek the Lord shall praise him: *
"May your heart live for ever!"

26 All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to
the Lord, *
and all the families of the nations shall bow before him.

27 For kingship belongs to the Lord; *
he rules over the nations.

28 To him alone all who sleep in the earth bow down
in worship; *
all who go down to the dust fall before him.

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