2009-12-29 - itsnotme
2 thousand and ten
the year of the trend
what begins
what impends
all our sins
toward this end
we arrive at the place where we're free
the blinders stripped off and we see
those things that we do
so intrinsic to you
that will open the eyes
and make wise
set us free from the lies
with surprise
to find that the Word
when spoken
when heard
plants a seed
meets a need
and it grows
don't be scurred
power flows
undeterred
it will not return to be void
its fruit will be learned and enjoyed
independent of self
one love commonwealth
relied upon
no holding back
the guide we're on stays us on track
but the purest of streams
when polluted it seems
becomes the offender
the anti-agenda
lying signs and wonders
trying times and slumbers
prophets bearing hatchets
in the woods and thackets
ax to the root of the tree
much more than the eye can see
and the wind blows fast and free
hello again
this is not me
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