Michael Bray

Author of A Time To Kill

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, […]

Those Nasty Products of the Fall

Heart issues comin’ down From the maternal side And brain issues from the paternal Here and there comin’ diurnal: Those nasty products of the Fall. Oh, Adam done wrong to us all! Got a grievance to bring to the Lord (You know He’s got to be bored! That whinin’ and cryin’ every day From humans […]

Perverts Do What Perverts Do

“Don’t like abortion?  Don’t have one!” So goes the flippant quip offered by Some asinine pro-aborts in reply To the call for folks to stop murdering Those little ones in the womb. Quite a stupid little quip, indeed. Like: “Opposed to slavery? Then don’t buy any slaves!” “Opposed to rape?  Then, Just don’t rape anybody!” […]

Unwanted Toys

Thanks be to God for the lack Of reproduction among those hacks Who renounce that life of the unborn And prefer that he be torn From a woman on her back Suffering under terrible lies: That a baby’s worth is a matter of size! Let them contracept themselves away! The fewer of them in the […]

Song of Songs (3:7f.)

That traveling couch of Solomon Had sixty men round about. They could each wield that sword; Yeah, they were experts in war! (8) With that blade on his side, No man had to hide, For fear of terrors of the nightHad a real Sedan chair From the timber of Lebanon. (9) The posts were made […]

Got to Go

(To the tune of: “He Made a Way Where There Ain’t No Way!” or “Let my Jesus Change Your Life”) Verse 1 Do you like those little babies? Is a life worth more than “maybe”? Let me tell you ’bout those babies! Got to save those little children; Put ’em in a little play pin. […]

The Resurrection of the Body to Come

As the flesh wanes and we lose our strength, we may think upon the words of Tertullian.  Our flesh, indeed, will rise.  It will be reconstructed, indeed resurrected from the ground or sea or dust on the moon (post 20th century!)  He writes in book book V, chapter 10 of his treatise “Against Marcion” he […]

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