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    LOOK UP, LOOK OUT, LOOK OVER

    hey sister mel can i slow myself down for a minute. let everyone know why and for whom i do this. 

     

    waking up to hear the echos of lost souls wailing

    in a crucible of fear

    disoriented in my drowsiness

    not knowing if i am cursed or blessed

    and then he appears

     

    he is battered and bloody with flesh peeling 

    off of his body

    his head adorned with a crown of thorns

    he reaches out and places a hand on my shoulder

    and i can feel where the stigmata formed

     

    he said quietly to me

    look up

    look out

    look over

    when the leaves fall at the end of october

    so will your fears

    look up

    look out

    look over

    fields of crimson and clover

    are waiting for you here

    if only you believe

     

    walking on a road to peridition

    though family calls i need to be alone

    for much too long i have searched for houses of the holy

    only to realize the heart is the spirits true and only home

     

    can i be the man who understands

    that being a man is truly a three part harmony

    the father 

    son and holy ghost

    can i do whatever it takes to have a place prepared at the table

    of the host of hosts

     

    i was full of angst but i heard a voice say unto me

    look up

    look out

    look over

    god is the composer

    of every verse you recite

    look up 

    look out 

    look over

    keep your composure

    still fight but fight for the right

    to be righteous

     

    all of my life i have been wondering and wandering

    through the valleys i have created

    demonstrated

    a peculiar fondness for the battle

    while ignoring the war raging within my soul

    for so long i was out of control

    until anger took a toll

    so great i could not even relate

    to the love shown by my daughter

    but now i have been cleansed by the holy waters

    of the flowing river

    i will deliver

    god knows i will deliver

     

    i wish sombody could repeat this right  here

    look up

    look out

    look over

    see the white cliffs of dover

    on that distant shore

    look up

    look out 

    look over

    i promise you wont suffer from exposure

    because god bless the child thats got his own

    and refuses to ask for more

    than the blessings of love

    peace and understanding

    • 6 October 2011
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