Friday, May 29, 2015

Thought -- The Old Flesh Within This New Creature

Maybe I can extend claws six inches long
From under my fingernails
Maybe I do have teeth like knives
Sharpened on hot iron files
I thought I did not
But turns out I do...
Behind my smile and helping hand
Lurks a beast who can cruelly bite
And every morning I must thrust a silver stake into his heart again
And every evening I must kneel and beg for absolution
But one day--one day when I fly away
I'll leave his carcass far behind.

Saturday, May 9, 2015

Poem: A Testimony

Selfish like a vampire I sucked blood from the world
Until it lay around me like a corpse--
Trees lost their color, sky went grey
People wandered past me like meat in skin
And even the wildest activities felt lifeless then.

Until my Jesus came and stretched his brown arms out
And His blood pumped like sap into the trees
And far into the sky, and all through me
Bright blue and vivid green filled everything--
People wander past me, all loved somehow
And even the smallest acts have so much meaning now.