Coffee Cup Stains

Short Life

Old enough to care but
young enough to see the
missed chances I’ll never
have.

Old enough to feel what
will never be, but young
enough to accept what is.

Scared of life’s other side
yet secure in the reward
for a life well lived.

Oh Lord take my soul keep
it safe in your kingdom for
I am leaving behind family
who love me.

Who could have known a
short life would be mine,
but it is, now a long life
in paradise I have.

Mother, father don’t cry
for me, because God is
taking care of me just as
you did.


A Thought

Simple solutions
seem obscene,
fractured realities
the norm. Is it just
my twisted mind,
or is there more to
reality than meets
the eyes?




Babies Grow Up

Crying becomes screaming,
smiles become frowns,
turning over, pulling up,
crawling, walking, leaving
home, the evolution of babies.

Music, candles, wine and dance,
the evolution of sex.

Sex makes babies, babies grow
up, the end.



Whose Authority?

This morning you preached about authority,
saying we would give answer, then at the
close of the sermon you said the night’s
service would be short so that the seniors
could be honored.

So with the free will I was given I choose to
worship at a church that does not put seniors
above the worship of God.

I will give answer, so I ask, who is your
authority, who told you it was acceptable to
put the seniors above the worship of God?
Would you want God to cut his devotion to
you short?

I know you did worship God, just not as long
as usual so the graduating seniors of the church
could be honored. Well I hope when you stand
before God, he does not cut you short and say,
“depart I know you not.”

Now I have nothing against seniors, in fact I have
been one myself twice, but no senior ever died for
me and I have not been commanded to honor
anyone but God and Jesus his son on the first day
of the week.

The bible says there is a time and place for
everything, is church not the wrong place to honor
anyone but God and his son Jesus?