Boom

Things will be different now

I could repent

But no

I’ll not take my eyes off of you

Until the cars out of sight

And my posture

And my arms

And my stare

And my being

Will tell you

That I’m glad

That I did

What I did

And said

Exactly

What I wanted to say

And meant every word

And that is why

You taste blood

Cause I drew blood

Cause I went

For blood

Boom

Things will be different now

Feel safe

Never

Because you are immature

You are the one who is not smart

High functioning badger

Both kids on the brink

So it makes sense to you

To crush the life

Out of each

But not only that

You demand reinforcements

Promise me one

Promise me two

Sorry, we will not

Instead, will try to rebuild

What you destruct

So you keep hiding behind

Finger-pointing lies

You are a coward

You are insecure

You are the synonym

Of weakness

Pathetic after all these years

You were never reborn

Tonight I heard the crazy again

And with that

I cut the cord

Your true colors

Are arrogance

And rage

Ultimately I hope

They break free of you

Finally it occurred to me

That I don’t have to withstand you

At least not in this position

I have options

I am not trapped

Lazy is lazy

Irritable is irritable

And if the whole room is uncomfortable

I need to call a spade a spade

Because I am the lid

The one who captains the environment

So love you still I will

But not as a lead leader

Because you just barked

Your last bark

I need people who love people

A grump is not so grand

No, you have been seen again

And this, I don’t have to withstand

You are uneasy

A thick film

Sits over your lens

So

Seing me clearly

Isn’t likely

So

That face you made

With the frozen tear

Said loud and clear

That you live

On both sides

Of the knowing

Knowing who you want

Knowing who you don’t want

Without the strength

To imagine

Living with either

I knew a man who didn’t like to sing

But boy could he praise

For He had to, you know?

He had to.

Because for him, refusing to praise

Would be like choosing to forget…

His life before Jesus’ reign

When pride was a bully

And lust a dull glee

When anger was a vulture

And people were so annoying

When helping was just business

And care was obliged

When fleshy flesh roared

And insecurity thrived

But, He is So so so thankful now

Because he is oh so different now

He has deep deep peace now

He regards others well now

This man is a man set on praise

Set on heaping glory on the high name

And this man is so stubborn

So stubborn to adore.

He will and you can’t stop Him

He will praise because he has to.

He is resolute, steady in His praise

For in truth he was once

One who loved himself some him

But currently begs to live life within

The fullness of His Jesus

And the richness of His Lord

And in hail and storm

Or famine or hell

He will stand and has stood tall and alive

In adoration.

I knew a man who didn’t like to sing

But boy can he praise

Run that renegade

Run him til he drops dead

I’d pay good money

To watch him collapse and fall

And gasp and convulse

Until every little bit of life left him

Cause he’s a murderer

An accomplish in strangulation

A breeder of numbness

A collection of the unremarkable

Cause what can be said

About primal impulses really

Run that renegade

His drive is so dull

It dies trying so hard

That the hip joint pangs

And rings for days

So he won’t last long

Cause he’s a murderer

And we’ll be glad when he’s gone

But for now he’s out there

Out on a jaunt

A renegade jaunt

Down to his last few miles and kills

Run that renegade

He puts a space between us

As I try to hear your inhale

But know I never will

Cause it’s too close

For resurrection’s comfort

Cause he’s a murderer

Who has to be stopped

Because really

Enough is enough

I want to live

It’s time

Run that renegade

Cause people eat feet

And boys say they’re fine

And I’ve never know fine

And I’ve only known hands

That collar other’s things

Cause he’s a murderer

Just read his tombstone

Yes he’s a murderer

I don’t care about him at all

Again

I’ll be happy when he’s gone

I take a knife to the sails every single day

I throw so many anchors overboard

It’s clear I’m trying to sabotage things

At least it’s clear to me

I deserve a storm

I deserve a shipwreck

I deserve to be stranded

Time ticks so slowly through my incivility

Surely all voices of reason sentence me

Yet you’re sending me smooth sailing

You’re a glutton for securing my ease

And I don’t understand it

I welcome but don’t deserve it

I receive but am flabbergasted

I undress it and find grace

And it’s clear you’re solely responsible

I bring nothing to the table

Nothing except perhaps that

I really do love you in the deepest part

And I’m convinced you love me

Even if

The only reason

You are broken

Is because

You yourself

Picked up

The hammer

And went about

Smashing

To bits

Or took

Your own hand

And slammed it

In the door

Or stripped naked

To lie on hot coals,

You are still broken

Even if

You are wounded

Because you

Went against

Your own

Know better

By dating

The mean one

You are wounded

Even if you are low

Because you

Stooped down

You are still low

Causing it

Doesn’t mean

It isn’t so

Be broken

Be wounded

Be low

If this

Is where

You are

But be

A learner

That

Is where

You are

How many stop signs

Did you fly by, Boo

Before you drove off

That cliff?

Did you think about that

As you made

Your slow-motion fall

To the canyon floor?

Did you have

Even a moment

Of regret

As you sank?

Did you have time

To wear fear

Or hug dread

Before the flames?

Baby, God’s been good to you

You can’t deny it

So many gracious chances

And clear obvious escapes

I wonder where

Your thirst lies

Now that you

Lie facedown?

Are you still

Trying to

Get just one

More taste?

Don’t call it simple syrup

If it’s so complicated

That bases can’t be loaded

Without a twist of fate

Don’t segregate your promise

From all your other statements

That never tasted honest

And dripped with so much hate

Say something true

Say something true

Say something true

Say something good and true

You’re louder than you’re living

Reality’s all-knowing

About your life of faking

That everyone can tell

Is just a big cry for help

Yet doesn’t even excuse

Your fast intentional tongue

From drooling all over you

Say something true

Say something true

Say something true

Say something good and true

You are a liar

of the highest order

You make fortune tellers

look like gods

You are a twisted

spoiled ruby child

Allowed to judge

jury your own trial

Say something true

Say something true

Say something true

Say something good and true

I beg