Gaping Maw of Existence

How can any of us survive
When the son of God died
Crushed by the gaping maw
Of existence
How can I not commit
Suicide
When in possession of the truth
That even Christ was crushed
By the lies of man
By the jaws of existence
That crush us all
The proof that we exist
Is not enough
We have to resist
The compelling fears
That we will be chewed
Spewed out as splatters
And the end
Comes far too soon

Cleave the Ground With Power

The Spear of Destiny
That blade which pierced
Lord Jesus' side
Bears a legacy
For all time
Due to its place
In the mystery play
Of the stage of life
Is it powerful
Is it simply steel
Did it kill Jesus
Or did it outwardly spill
His holy blood
Whence he had died
Or holy wine
From the most sacred cask
Or did it even exist
And the divine play
A lie
I believe
Not in a lie
But the truth
That something unique happened
Regardless of the proof

The Message

Living water
Found in a desert
Bread of life
Locusts and wild honey
A meal for a Nazarean
Nothing but the desert earth
To live upon
And the Jordan river
To sait the thirst
One would come
Ready to call
One was ready
Set to deliver
Found in a desert
The baked ground
Of Eden’s waste land
Somehow fit
For a king of heaven
Let alone, king of men
One would enter
The water of the Jordan
And another would pour
The water upon him
And the spirit of God
Would descend
And God become
Man
Would be baptised
Ready now
For his message to send




Behold, I send My messenger before Your face, who will prepare Your way before You