Michael Bray

Author of A Time To Kill

The Sordid Judges of the Righteous

19 February, 2020 Consider the benighted prosecutors and judges who execute judgment against  clinic bombers, and slayers of baby murderers (a.k.a. abortionists and, as the prevaricative expression goes, those good doctors who were just “doing their job”!)  Sick puppies, indeed.  But how will they fare on that Day.  That day of Judgment will not be […]


January 2020 after the death of Matthew We live, we dieHe lived, He died.He rose again.He spoke the truth,Said we will Like Him rise.And who is wiseTo shun those liesThat tell us we are butDust in the wind? Remembering a nephew departed, we proclaim: He lives.

February Februation!

17 February, 2020 Oh February!  What a Dark Past You Have! The Februarius Mensis, the cleansing month, so-called because of the festival Februa (see februum: “religious purification” and Februa, the Roman feast of purification held on 15 February) reminds us of the pagan past from which Western (and especially Christian) civilization emerged.   (Thanks be to […]

A Letter

0830, 8 Feb., 2020 A letter is so much better A phone call is spoken and The words are heard and gone But the letter is so much better! You cut the envelope Unfold the paper You see, you touch it Again and again As oft as you like No end You see, you touch […]

A Parent’s Grief Imagined

10 Feb., 2020 The guests have gone Ceremonies and kinds words Are remembered Good people have done their duty And I mine. We all go back to our days Our ways are productive And we all have things to do But mine are in sorrow What do I spend them for? The chore of children […]

“Booty Gig.” Hmm. What has the Nation Come To?

6 Feb., 2020 After 47 years of baby-butchery (re: Roe of course), soon followed by the decriminalization of sodomy across the fruited plain, we cannot be surprised at the candidacy of a sodomite for President.   Yes, one Pete Buttigieg. No.  It doesn’t take a lot of hocus pocus to get such a deviant in that […]

In the Aftermath

The aftermath Long and dreary, The people are gone To their places of rest. And to rest I too would go And be with him If I could Were it right to do. O to be with you, son! But you have won. We are still here And you are there Where we will be Forever […]

A Nephew’s Passing

30 Jan., 2020 We are all on the same path Yet we all fall from it And so meet death At some time and some placeWe don’t know when or where But death is, indeed, there He met him unexpectedly In the middle of the night That enemy came for him And he thought he […]

Reflections on Hedonism

30 January, 2020 How deceitful pleasure can be!  When we put our own comfort and joys and situations ahead of right and truth and suffering.  All the discomfort and pain which might have served to correct and strengthen our souls is avoided and shunned in preference for pleasure and comfort. Lactantius, a church father of […]

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