INFANTRY COLUMNS
We're foot--slog--slog--slog--sloggin' over Africa --
Foot--foot--foot--foot--sloggin' over Africa --
(Boots--boots--boots--boots--movin' up an' down again!)
There's no discharge in the war!
Seven--six--eleven--five--nine-an'-tw enty mile to-day --
Four--eleven--seventeen--thirty-two the day before --
(Boots--boots--boots--boots--movin' up an' down again!)
......
I am: yet what I am none cares or knows,
My friends forsake me like a memory lost;
I am the self-consumer of my woes,
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
Like shades in love and death's oblivion lost;
And yet I am! and live with shadows tost
Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
Into the living sea of waking dreams,
Where there is neither sense of life nor joys,
......
Away, melancholy,
Away with it, let it go.
Are not the trees green,
The earth as green?
Does not the wind blow,
Fire leap and the rivers flow?
Away melancholy.
The ant is busy
......
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colours,
He made their tiny wings.
......
Oh Lord, oh sun; save me with drought.
The enemy is larger than man, but hope is stronger than the winds.
We are pursuers by the Word, and perpetuated without it.
We are consumers by the Word, and vendors without it.
We are two or more by the Word, and isolated without it.
Oh God, oh giver; buy us before we sell.
You are the baker, and we are your patrons.
......
We desire compensation because the world lacks the Lord's love.
Humans are designed to love unconditionally,
But the world has put a condition on everything.
Purpose isn’t to be fulfilled; it’s to be pursued.
Too often, we ask God to take the wheel,
But little do we realize, that God already paved the roads for us to travel.
Tuesday 14 May 2024
......
The enemy delights on my temple, and when I feast on the world, he is the Host.
He cut off my nose in hopes that my anger would grow.
His hand clenches my liver and the other guides my tongue.
With every breath of his sweet air that I take, I deny the gift of life from my lungs.
And when I'm dead, will he be at the gates to represent me in the Lord's court in attempt to allegate?
With every step I take into the light, he fills my heels with lead.
But the Lord will make mine like Hinds' feet and rebuke the Devil's tread.
......
Oh Lord, oh sun; save me with drought.
The enemy is larger than man, but hope is stronger than the winds.
We are pursuers by the Word, and perpetuated without it.
We are consumers by the Word, and vendors without it.
We are two or more by the Word, and isolated without it.
Oh God, oh giver; buy us before we sell.
You are the baker, and we are your patrons.
......
True quiet is the absence of buzzing currents and daily converses.
True rest is the holiday of the hissing serpent and his deterrence.
Where there is mankind, there is busyness and ill-observance.
Where there is quiet and rest, may you hear His avers and discernments.
Sunday 17 December 2023
Time and time again; sin after sin after sin.
Time and time again; repent, repent, repent.
Nothing ever changes because you refuse to peer within.
I always expected more, but with you, I will never be content.
He planted a seed and watched it sprout.
But you have forsaken Him; just wait until there’s drought.
Pouring into all endlessly, my love too, never exhausts.
Because He is the giver of all, and the reason all are uncrossed.
......