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Showing posts with label IDOLS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label IDOLS. Show all posts

Monday, August 14, 2017

ALL TOO MANY OF US


Just give me someone I can demonize, another one to idolize, I'm set. I know I'm right, I'm cool, I'm cute and wise, I'm sure as anyone could ever get! What I believe is fact, beyond all doubt; I'm right, and all my enemies are wrong. Reality, I don't know Much about, 'cause my attention span ain't very long! So, please, indulge and entertain me now, I'm very tired of thinking things so much. And You don't Make much Sense, bud, anyhow; I'm much too busy stayin' outta touch!”


Copyright 2016 Stephen Cromwell Gifford

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

LET'S PRACTICE


 “Let's practice being faithful folks, today. Let's trust the Lord, and trust in truths he taught. Let's not let idols lead our hearts astray, but let his truths remove all lies we've bought! The Lord o' Love desires ta make ya free, so why not honor helpful truths he said? Thou shalt not kill, nor even angry be, but Love the Lord and everyone, instead!”


Copyright 2016 Stephen Cromwell Gifford

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

WAITING ON A MIRACLE

Waiting on a Miracle

Let me keep on Dreaming; I'll dream you a World that's New! Faithfulness ain't foolishness, it helps ta See us Through! We've got a world at War in spots, yet Peace grows every Day; let's let it Grow up Big and Tall, 'n let love have its Way! You can try ta Stop it, but you'll only hurt your Self; Love don't beLong ta be Buried, or kept Only-On-the-shelf!
Doubting leads to doomsday – do you Want to go?
Fear's for fools, but Life's for lovers; Let's let love-life Flow!
What are you 'Fraid of? ‘s your Shadow stalking you?
Seems like Something's stumped you – and Still you claim no clue!
Seek and ye shall find, knock on every Shut-tight door, until you find the promise... that you've been waiting For! Every single idol turns Out with Fragile Feet o’ Clay; Love and truth and beauty, toGether. better Light the Way.
When you're falling Free, you gotta Pull your Parachute Cord: You’re gonna make it, Friend, once you Cop to the Living Lord!


Copyright 2013 by Marie Louise Nickerson    


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