Michael Bray

Author of A Time To Kill

Lamentations

Those Violent Pro-aborts . . .

Those violent pro-aborts do worse to babies inthe womb. Believe that! They are wicked, Godless, demoniacs. What to do? Still tolerating child-slaughter in the land eventhough Roe is formally dumped? What’s up sissy Christians? What did the heroesof the Civil War do about slavery? Hint: Abolition!

The Slum Lord

They are easily found around.Property is purchased and let to sitTo accrue value by associationWith the productive neighbors.They enjoy the increase in valueBrought by the homes of othersKept up by their labor and care,While the “lords” lounge and neglectTo maintain their houses, exploitingThe labors of those who keep upTheir homes with responsible diligence.Yes, derelicts and […]

No Talking to the Dead

Yeah, it was wise of the Lord to forbid folks from talking to the dead. Think of the many failures of communication among the living! Think of the many people we overlook and fail to greet and encourage. The Lord has wisely forbidden us from conversing with the dead And charged us to speak with […]

Thanksgiving for the Light!

Oh, the imagination of man When left to roam quite pagan! Think for moment of “suovetaurilia,” That peculiar practice of the Romans, Sacrificing a pig, a sheep and an ox! Yeah, the Greeks did the same thing And called it by the name of Trittya. Indeed, they knew they were in trouble: That universal awareness […]

Yes, Brothers and Sisters . . .

(A reflection prompted by a popular Christian song) “There’s gonna be a brighter day”  – Correct! “There are gonna be some brighter days” – Correct! “There’s gonna be some brighter days”  – WRONG!  (And that’s the popular song!  Teaching bad grammar to millions of naïve children . . . and parents!) Grammar police at your […]

No Excuses, Baby!

No, Baby, I’m not givin’ you excuses! I’m truly sufferin’ from presbycusis! That memory fails me time an’ again; Can’t remember my chores and then I get on to doin’ somethin’ else And before you know it I forgot Again what I was supposed to do! Now, don’t tell me you’re through! I’ll be good.  […]

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