I aroused
this morning
with a heartened
desire to orbit pitfalls
and all woke gatherings
where the imperfect criminate
the imperfect for being imperfect….
.
Bursting with
rare wonderment,
concerning all wisdom
still undiscovered, and all
mystery’s still obfuscated in
numberless concealments….
I delighted this morning
in frothy hot coffee
briming with
a singular awareness
that IF I remained prayerful,
orderly, disciplined, and honorable,
and IF I refused to disrespect, dishonor,
lie to, humiliate, or hornswoggle anyone....
.
IF I served Chai tea made
with porcelain filtered water,
IF I avoided using delusory tactics
and clove to altruistic principles,
IF I worshipped the AUTHOR
and FINISHER
of my faith
in humility of spirit,
IF I understood (without
hedging) that in all religions
there were heretics and endless
gross failures perpetrated by
a NEVER-ENDING flood
of egocentric parasites
deceiving for profit,
a world inundated
with depraved
politicians
clerics,
preachers, and
money grubbing TV
evangelists waving Bibles
hollowed out from drug use
and all man-made blasphemies-
a world of pixie dust pagans
twirling in lunar shadows,
hiding behind aliases,
wielding paper swords, as
they embrocate the desiccated
epidermis of all woke horny-toads,
(and all of them)
seeking love,
seeking Truth,
seeking wellness,
seeking peacefulness
seeking financial independence,
but still lusting for power platforms to lord
it over the unwary with erroneous messages that
feed on violence and iniquity and all dark incantations….
.
Perhaps then (maybe)
I’ll be given a
chance to speak bravely
the One Truth worth sharing in a
world gourmandized on violence, fear, and all
the woke insanities of dark horned deceivers
bleating along with the dissonant notes
of a mad Piper’s penny flute…..
.
And in my distress YOU spoke to me and said: “You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day, nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday.” (Psalm 91:5-6)
I will restore health to you.
I will heal you of your wounds.
I will raise a standard against your enemies,
and that standard will be your love for one another.
Walk on the path were your heart leads you,
a path abundant in Mercy and Truth,
Learn My way-
Walk in My light-
Unite your heart to Me,
Press in harder, and fear My Name…
.
And I responded with tears: Father God… illuminate what’s dark in me, strengthen what’s weak in me, mend what’s broken in me, bind what’s bruised in me, heal what’s sick in me, and lastly, please revive whatever love has died in me because of the world system, arrogant assholes, and my broken family.
.
richard lloyd cederberg
3/2022
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