Michael Bray

Author of A Time To Kill

Poetry

Ikeman, Eggman

Ikeman, Eggman matters not, He’s the seventh we begot. Has his good points and his bad; I don’t mind ’em, I’m his Dad. Keeps that wrestling on the table; That’s our thing, like a label. We like to roll and wrestle others; Helps that fellowship of brothers. He’s teachin’ school and bein’ cool, Got no […]

He Came in a Fury

I’ve seen decorations ugly Overdone with ornaments ’tis true. Might as well go the whole route And wave the red, white, and blue. How we got to remember Come that time in December When quiet must mix with joy He came, God from on high To counter that lie In the garden long ago That […]

The Stubborn Choice

Pro-freedom, pro-justice, pro-choice! O give those ladies a voice And those fellows too Who want to be through With that person in the womb. O let us rejoice That we have the freedom To choose whether to lose That burdensome child! Got to be free and wild To do what we want And no one […]

The Hecuros

Yeah, I’m the hecuros* You can call me the boss The very one, the father-in-law Who can’t close his maw. Got to counsel and talk Tell y’all how to walk. Ain’t nothin’ to it You just got to do it! Keep your mind on your mate Make him happy – or her. No trouble, no […]

The Rising of Jesus

Was the rising of Jesus fact or fable? Who was that baby in that stable? Just a boy from a farm Who could do no harm Or God from above Full of mercy and love? Why was he coming and where to go? Without the prophets who could know? We had that trust problem called […]

NARAList

My NARAList neighbor Does labor to maintain His pro-abort tenets Opposite the regular reminder By his proximity with Brays That there are simply ways That are right and those wrong So as one moves through the throng Of humanity with fractured sanity The failure to discriminate Between what is right to hate And what is […]

Denver

‘Twas a submontane cityWhere I met my PrettyDenver was a place to goMy sister recommendedThere she had attendedA college near her beauThat Academy in the SpringsAnd so I went unpreparedBut with the desire to knowThe Book and to get a lookCloser at what the Lord saidTo the world he had madeWhich had fallen quite awayFrom […]

Tom Condit

We have been out of touchWith a man who did muchFor us some time agoWhen we were in the throesOf oppression by Planned Parenthood,Those beasts who haunt neighborhoodsWith their provisions of abortionFilling fools with hope in the notionThat there is freedom to be foundPutting the “problem” in the ground.He came on the scene when our […]

A Poem a Day

A poem a dayKeeps the devil awayFrom mind, heart and soul.Words of good cheerDrive out the fearOf darkness, sin and wrong.As we offer up songsOf praise to His gloryWe remember the storyThat brings us hope in lifeDelivering us from strifeThat besets our daysDistorting plans and waysTo serve others well And to deliver from hell. It […]

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