Author of A Time To Kill
You gotta lie like Rahab sometimes If you want to please the Lord. There’s a time to tell the truth And a time to lie like a sleuth. That Jericho king wanted her to sing, But Rahab had better things to do. Had the Lord to obey and people to save. In some stalks of […]
Ours is the God Who rides heaven And reaches with those everlasting arms Driving out that enemy before us For a land of grain and wine. “Blessed are you, O Israel!” Nobody ever had it so good: Bread dropped to you out of the sky With God, Himself, your shield, And no need of a […]
The vast majority of Trump supporters Are those who affirm right over wrong. And surely it is not the majority of citizenryWhich always gets it right! The anti-abort GOP has to fight, No matter their numbers, And they need not submit to perverted Democrats just because the advocates Of evil are greater in power. Justice […]
You cheer for the bombers Like you cheer for the Orioles Or maybe you like those Skins (Football is your game). Yeah, “Go bombers!” you gotta say. ‘Cause at the end of the day (Said, When it’s all over) The heads of those babies mean more Than those Skins crossing the goal line. O, “Skins” […]
“Skins” Is Out? You cheer for those bombers! Like you cheer for the Orioles Or maybe you like those Red Skins, Football is your game. Yeah, “Go bombers!” you gotta say, ‘Cause at the end of the day (Said, when it’s all over) The heads of those babies mean more Than those Skins crossing the […]
I was born in a town Named after St. James. Dad was a navy man of Jersey fame. Moved around the country, Crossed it two times And we didn’t whine About being uprooted From places and friends. We learned how to bend And those letters to send. ‘Twas actually lots of fun Burning those “clinics” […]
Gone the Fellow House Dwellers Did they fly away? Suddenly we realize Gone they are all day! Kids up and left. Found new cribs to live In with husbands, indeed! Oh, they did grow up, Gone and on their own. Got their own telephone Even a whole new address Where they make their own mess […]
Pure praise comes from the lips Of the one who knows he was chosen. Left to himself he would serve himself Found his own philosophy of life, Chose his own way, his own wife, Go about living his days By his own whims and ways But having been called from above By God who displayed […]
And what do I do? Read and write poetry, Of course, and why not? It keeps the mind hot Stirring thoughts of the world And our lives unfurled As we look at the Book And consider Him who took Himself out of that heaven And came down here even To hang with gross sinners With […]
What to do when You’re through with school Go on a picnic? Bomb a clinic? What to do with your life? Oh there is strife With all the sin Slackers suckin’ on gin, But you have a rule A trustworthy tool, That word from above It’s all about love And the Truth sent down A […]