Michael Bray

Author of A Time To Kill

Lamentations

Come, Let Us Reason Together

Is. 1:18f. “Come, let us reason together,” says the Lord“I got something for you to hear!Though your sins be as scarletI’m gonna make ’em white as snowTellin’ you, it’s a real good dealBetter than a hot free meal!But you gotta be good all day,Consent to do what I say.You gonna get the best food in […]

The Blood of the Babies on Your Hands

1 Sam. 1:15f. You got the blood of babies on your hands Spreading all over the lands. So when you lift them up in prayer, I must say, “How do you dare?” Those hands are lookin’ real red And all those babies are dead. Have you made yourself clean? With those murderers been mean? “Cease […]

Playing the Tax Game

That which is due Caesar And what he thinks is due himself Are not necessarily the same. Got to play, you know, the tax game. Figure this; figure that like a rat Deduct this, deduct that Trying to outdo the tax man, Necessary that you have a good plan: Keep those records, but don’t lose […]

Dey Pukin’ Chicken Wings

Dey pukin’ chicken wings an’ chili And dey feelin’ kinda sickie. Don’ want t’ eat no breakfast; In dey bellie got a tempest. Just want t’ get some re-est Don’t want to be a pe-est Hopin’ to get ble-essed So dey can do dey be-est Need dat good health back So as t’ git on […]

Some Good Nazis

Certainly there were.  Similarly, we might say today that we know some good people who support “abortion rights,” even though we regard such a deed as the murderous, blasphemous, holocaustic slaughter of innocents.  We confess that we know folks on that “other side” who are otherwise fine people.  So, again, there were some good Nazis […]

Quite a Girl

She is, yes, quite a girl, A respectable husbander, But finding no one worthy She keeps about her duty Chasing those wicked fellows, Working with the FBI. Truth be told, she gave it a try, But sometimes the how and why Don’t line up with a special guy. Life goes on and no stranger Than […]

Song of Songs (4:4 redux)

How beautiful you are my darlin’! Got me peckin’ around like a starlin’ Lookin’ for somethin’ to eat; You’d make a fine little piece of meat! Your lips are like scarlet thread, But that veil is gettin’ to my head. Want to see what all’s behind, Feel around for what I can find. Oh baby, […]

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