Friday, October 07, 2011

insanity




dream catcher dream catcher
catch me my dreams
before they disappear
in cynical silences
in backstabbing concrete walls
in delirious hatred
in the madness of our time

weave in me
conceive in me
a consciousness of limitless skies
a freedom that won’t let me
lie down, die down
without showing
God is ALIVE

Blue


i got not mail,
no mail i've got
so i'm singing the blues
i'm happy, so NOT

my mailbox is empty
my day is too
cos i got no mail
no mail from you

golgotha




so when all was said and done then
on that day emptier than any other
Your broken body hung there
Your bloody sacrifice seeping into the ground
in the shadow of that dreadful day
the Father’s heart had turned away
You had bourn all our sin and shame
the world had changed, never ever be the same

when all the jeers and insults with venom had been screamed
and spit and blood had mingled
just the crown of thorns remained
i could recognise myself there
staring at a man
i could even hear my voice there
laughing at the pain

so when all was said and done then
or that was what I thought
the cost of that great sacrifice
a sinner/ rapist/ murderer/ thief/ gossip/ slanderer
yes, my salvation bought

when all that i had ever done and yet
would do in years to come
was there on that cross of love
the world became strangely dim
and then it was just
me
and
Him