Poetry
October 15, 2020, michaelbray Apostasy Cowardice or Buffoonery, Character - or not, Lamentations, Poetry,
A fagdom we’ve become My, we’re on the run! Don’t care about His law Or fear His mighty maw How He could blow us off As easy as a cough Doesn’t need a one of us He’s glorious and holy Everyone knows His story Came down from above And showed all that love Died He […]
October 15, 2020, michaelbray Character - or not, Poetry, Salvation,
Yeah, He loves us Folks white as a sheet Others black as the night Not about the color All about the chasin’ And He ain’t losin’ Anyone whom he calls. Gird up those balls He’s breakin’ down walls Got people to reach Souls to teach Yeah, things to do. Gonna pull one over on you […]
October 15, 2020, michaelbray Actors in the Kingdom: selections, Character - or not, Poetry,
O the consternation Off one sitting in contemplation:The things left undoneWhile on the runChasing duties ’til the sunFalls down below the horizonAnd then, even beyondThose duties thwarted by cutiesComes the reminderThat all will be talliedWhen sinners are ralliedBefore the One who cameBearing all the shameOf the those He madeFallen into the shadeOf rebellion and prideAnd […]
October 15, 2020, michaelbray Actors in the Kingdom: selections, Character - or not, Lamentations, Poetry,
We worship moments in time Memories, places, pictures sublime. Yet it is we, who were created. The Maker is our worship owed Throughout our days in this abode. The lust for things of earth Spinning before us since birth Has no place of import, Driving us to abort, Weed to smoke and coke to snort. […]
October 14, 2020, michaelbray Actors in the Kingdom: selections, Poetry, Political Ministry of the Churches of God,
Huh! “Woke”? The “Hip!” of the 60s Up to date, morally tuned, “Enlightened” “Progressive” “On top of it” “Cool” A fresh expression To refer to the alleged prophetic, Wise, insightful person (Well, those who follow His Word Are “Woke”! No joke.) We are “woke” to His Word And by His Word we – The people […]
October 13, 2020, michaelbray Character - or not, Poetry, Prisoners and other Servants,
(Encouragement for those singles out there) Moved by a puckHe was urgentTo find the ladyHe knewCould bring himThe joy of a lifetimeOnce in the marital room.He searched high and lowRight, left and below.No terrain he wouldNot attempt.And as he went onThe thought did dawn:The woman he chasedWas not worthy!Noble enough was heBut no better was […]
October 12, 2020, michaelbray Actors in the Kingdom: selections, Character - or not, Poetry,
The “Woke” folk Like the hippies before them The Godless left Are all quite bereft Of that Standard. That Law from God Takes us from the sod From which all came To death’s great maw And raises us again Even saves us From sin and death. Oh the corruption And His interruption Of the course […]
October 12, 2020, michaelbray Character - or not, Family Matters, Poetry,
She was an ambitious girlAnd I, condescending,Took up her pleasAnd we did marry.On we went from my stageTo stage children aplentyAnd many were the blessingsThey brought us.But much holier is sheThan the pious “me.”Set apart was IFor His business – the Word.She took up the call to unionOf man and woman for life,That office of […]
October 9, 2020, michaelbray Abortionists and Terminations, Actors in the Kingdom: selections, Character - or not, Civil Disobedience, Family Matters, Fathers' Rights, Lamentations, Poetry,
The whole damned nation is guiltyDemocrats for advocatingRepublicans for toleratingFive decades of baby butchery.We are a sick peopleAll worthy of death.Repentance alone will save usAnd only by the graceOf the One who died for peopleOf every nation.His mercy is more precious than gold.No time for shyness, but to be boldAnd revolt against the slaughtersOf sons […]
October 9, 2020, michaelbray Actors in the Kingdom: selections, Character - or not, Defending the Defenders, Poetry,
Long ago, traveling about quasi hippy I happened upon Chios An isle of the Greeks. It was breezy and warm, The ocean was calm, Lots of fun on the run Just traveling around and listening To the wind and waves, Lots of water and caves Where the fish would wander. And how I loved the […]