I Think I Might Have WORMS?!

Emboldened and dared to care

Now in “nowhere” land

Words allowed to tumble in declension from fatigue

Land wherever they land

And not attempt to grasp

The unobtainable

Nor even extend a hand

“Godisnowhere” in me-(RhymaRhyma)

Separated for eternity

No need to stir a pot

No guests forthcoming to feed

Let it burn, let it rot

Let it mold turn fuzzy green black and old

This is no longer worth fighting for

None of it here and now

The fight in me has walked out

Of the “in” door

No good in me

And nothing good for

Perhaps once for a time

Not anymore…

Stand for no one or nothing

As it once was

So it is again

Alone with sin


Only to feel more lost

Than I’d ever been

So high a cost

The debt You paid

You can’t be perfect

You can’t be love

As long as I’m convinced

That I am clear evidence

Of a mistake You’ve made

And no…

This is not about You

I believe in You

Who You are

And the inkling You’ve gifted to me

Of what You do…

Feeble though that may be

This is about hot pursuit

Abandoning a damaged vehicle

For a foot chase through a dark wood

Over and over and over again

Hot breath on my neck

Will it ever end?

Respites are few and far between

How I long to fall

Into a pile of dead leaves

And leave no trace

Collapse in exhaustion where none shall hear

Too weary to persevere…

Succumb to silence

Bury deep

all of the noises inside of me

Lay to rest the stirrings

that only serve to confuse

like a lit fuse…

trailing off past a horizon’s threshold of sight

waiting breathless

for the flash of light

the burn to ignite

delayed in deliverance

but not denied…

what must come next.


    “To one who has faith, no explanation is necessary. To one without faith, no explanation is possible.” – Thomas Aquinas
God Bless


Broken Boulders

Bearing the humiliation and shame

Of every bully ever backed down from

Stood ground…

But did nothing

Faced down but never the aggressor

Saw fear…

In the eyes of oppressors

Not one to strike first

Two cheeks to offer

Before ever reading of any sermon on any Mount

Just seemed to know somehow

Three strikes and all bets were off

Just didn’t have much violence in me

Though it surrounded me

Closed in around me

Chased after me…

Felt no need to embrace it by any means

Words were the equalizer

Always seemed the right words

At the right times

were silent blessings given to me

and clenched fists

most times de-clenched unexpectedly

turn and walk away from a puzzled visage with a question mark hovering over it’s head

sometimes, even make a new friend

don’t think I was a coward

the thought of hurting someone simply terrified me

knew i couldn’t live with that

but all around me others did it so easily?

took sick pleasure in it

Especially within my own family

There were some hard cases

Scars, nose bleeds, guns pressed against temples, knife to throat in robberies

By God’s grace…spared

Many times over thought I was a dead man

Now it doesn’t faze me one bit

And somehow, it seems to show to observers

The keen ones…

That’s how I came to know

By the way they looked at me…it spoke to me…silently

Strange, how much everything changes

When the Lord takes away some fears

With distractions removed…

How much improved


And hearing

and still growing and learning

Funny thing…

all that time school was in session

and I never heard a bell ring?

One two three go!

They are gathering
the clusters of grapes, figs,olives, dates
from bowing branches
no money doesn’t…
but yes…fish do grow on trees!Son and Reign
from losses
pon’ crosses
Holy Saints and martyrs
count it all as gain

Those who have seen and heard The Living Word
have no need to boast in vanity
nor to question
each other’s sanity
regarding dreams and visions

Not to quantify
for comparison’s sake
nor seek approval of the world
No validation of same
No justification

before fear can take hold
there must first be doubts
and indecisions
Would you trust your life to the hands
of a trembling physician?

Doubt not
Only believe
Fight to defend your Faith in Christ
with the weapons
by Way of Truth and Life
and great sacrifice
that were Given to you freely
to be wielded for G-D’s Glory


To one who has faith, no explanation is necessary. To one without faith, no explanation is possible.”
– Thomas Aquinas
God Bless

Enter…”The Bad Guy”

(The only true vulgarity, is in not speaking Truth-O.E.W.)



Scan the room

Inhaling weaknesses to exploit

Fragrant aromas

To scavengers of dead flesh

“Enter the bad guy…”

Invited unseen by special request

Here to sift…

Put some wayward soul

To the test

The lines pre-drawn

“this far and no further…”

Is the Divine command

The irony overwhelming

End result…

Steel back into fire

For tempering

The Lord breaking…

What may never be shattered again

There’s a role to play

For each and every one of us

On Creation’s stage

If a villain is chasing us

It simply means he ain’t got us yet

Always I try…

To keep these words near and dear

Lest I should ever forget

The words of Jesus to the Rich Young Ruler…


Mark 10:18

“And Jesus said unto him, Why callest thou me good? there is none good but one, that is, God.”

No Religion, Thank You Please…Jesus Is The Cure, Religion The Disease

Raised in religion by the “religious”
religion fed me, nurtured me, sheltered me
religion also raped me in every sense of the word
religion is…a non-entity
religion was/is…in fact
Soul Less!
Barren, bereft, devoid
of relationship
 demonic entities disguised as faithful familial
infesting vessels of mirrored learned behaviors
imposed by trusted ones…
co-dependents, caretakers, oblivious, enablers
an ear literally twisted
religion controls by reinforcing…
guilt shame and fear
domination and dependence on man
religion is of the world
“the religious…”
taught me all i learned, of contradiction, hypocrisy, a haughty narcissistic smug smarmy sense of superiority and judgmentality, a blind misguidance self-prophecy fulfilling regenerating through generations and even now inspite of “the great awakening” continues to persevere
raised in religion…
drank the cup, ate the bread
found out ‘religion’ couldn’t raise the dead
Left religion…
wandered restlessly, sinfully, aimlessly for years
Jesus held me…
as i convulsed in bitter tears
when i took my own life
Jesus gave it back and said…
(mind you i still could not hear Him back then
but I sensed that I was not alone in the back of a careening ambulance that day…three times my heart had stopped beating I should have been D.O.A.)
“This is not your’s to take nor give, especially over some foolish mistakes,
now go in Peace and live!”A cell door swung open
but i couldn’t trust i’d been freed
so i paced the confines of that dirt square within myself
jealously guarding my unpaid debt of sins
returned to religion’s fold
where it all began to try it again
deceived into believing
this was part of God’s plan
could not see nor feel
the ball and chain still attached
still dragging…
so full of self
broken yet boastful and proud!
until i realized…
that even though i was now a dog without a leash
i still heeled obediently at my former jailor’s feet
religion was of no avail…
i saw chains in pews around many ankles
and wondered

“what in the hell am I doing here?”

(“Be prepared”)
(“be gentle with my sheep”)
(“if you believe…that it is bad…?”)
(“innocent poet”)
(“judases or…?”)

compeled to fall on my face before You
heard Your voice before i saw You

Five things said to me unforgettable
in alarming tenderness so disconcerting and sudden
a contrast too extreme to the usual mundane ambient sounds of life’s surroundings
Swept into a vision…
So afraid
So confused
You set my heart at ease
led me out
and through…
“Jesus saves”
It finally all made sense,
and a way of return to senses was made
a path unfurled before me
as if a return to a long lost beautiful dream
i died to religion once and forever
reborn in Christ,
and into the realm of a Truth irrefutable!
To one who has faith, no explanation is necessary. To one without faith, no explanation is possible.”
– Thomas AquinasGod Bless