8-4-15 Gone

¹ To the chief Musician upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David.

Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth;

for the faithful fail from among the children of men.

2 They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: 

with flattering lips and with a double heart do they speak.

Psalm 12:1-2 KJV

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The days of righteous men are all but gone,

For evil spreads the earth just like a plague.

It’s not that saints are hiding and withdrawn,

There’s just so few they seem both hushed and vague.

The faithful few are buried by the mob:

The carnel, unregenerate and vile,

Who smile at you in passing at your job,

Then stab you in the back with that same smile.

These are the days the wicked strut about;

They’re killing unborn babies just to sell.

They stand upon a rainbow box and shout,

And roam the streets like racist mobs from hell.

O Help us, Lord! The faithful fall away!

There’s very little hope for us today!

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sonnet #426

4-1-15 Fooled

There’s nothing worse than dealing with a fool,

Especially a fool consumed by lust or greed;

It’s easier to pull a stubborn mule

Than soon convince a fool to then concede.

A fool that’s in his folly please beware,

For he will pull you in then more and more;

It’s better to come cross a mother bear

Who’s had her babies stolen just before.

And then there is the fool with half a wit

That tries to separate you from your wealth.

If you refuse to give he’ll throw a fit

And stress you out so much you lose your health.

If you wear God’s full armor you’ll be tooled;

You’ll be prepared in Christ and won’t be fooled.

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Let a bear robbed of her whelps meet a man,

rather than a fool in his folly.

Proverbs 17:12 KJV