Tag: faith

Shoulders


Everyone has a cross to bare

But you didn’t make all shoulders the same did you?

Mine are broad for a child

And slim for a man

Do you know what I mean?

I just don’t want to be alone

The only thing to save me aches me

But I’ll be saved in the end

Without anymore nails too.

You did that for me,

You carried the world on your shoulders

Those expansive masts of strength

The sails in between

Filled with our sins

To sail through death

And come out the other side

Alive enough for all of us.

– Vagabond Prophet

Sleeping Bag


You Queen of strife

Me only faithful enough

To make Thomas look good.

Me with strong jaws

And weak teeth

And you with the nightmares.

The nightmares of people

That almost cared and then didn’t,

Of people who cared

And then stopped.

He’ll use even us

For something never expected,

We’ll slip right into it

Fitting perfectly

Like a sleeping bag for the soul.

– Vagabond Prophet

King David

Oh King David,

King of the land

Chosen one to spread the word.

How low you have fallen!

Even Kings are men,

And men are weak.

Hands moved to action

By deceit in our hearts,

And conviction wanes.

Did your spirit cry out

Against your flesh?

When you claimed her as yours

And murdered her lover?

Did any grain of wisdom

Resist the surge of want?

Or did it simply slope,

Beneath the weight of sin.

Your men were off at war

And you sat idle

Baring bitter fruit.

Your shoulders though broad

Could not bare the souls of men

Much less resist the evil one.

That came after you,

And somehow you’re called

A man after his own heart.

Curious, if

A murderer

Liar,

Adultering,

King,

Can somehow be justified,

Maybe there’s hope for me yet.

– Vagabond Prophet

Spitting off the cliffside
Watch it break its membrane
And widen its trajectory
From the green rock below
To everything, simply everything.

All I can think of now is how
Last time you did this
You spat whole planets into being.

Vagabond Prophet

Baffled

I haven’t words for this

Truth so plain

It confuses me

Bruises me.

You formed this clay

And decreed it clever

But I go to bed each night

Baffled by your might.

That you would decide

Without a second thought

From your throne in the sky

“for this one I will die.”

– Vagabond Prophet

Make Haste

It’s so damn early

Why am I up?

I’m the only one

On this bus.

Darkness for a while yet

What’s a man to do

To see night prevail

Long before light comes

To claim victory.

Cast out every shadow!

Reach out with burning hand

Strike these shadows.

You call me child of light

But all I’ve ever known is darkness.

Don’t wait long

Come eat up this fog,

Take what’s yours

This day and all to come.

– Vagabond Prophet

Treasure

I’ve got many questions

Do you see them

Floating upwards?

Does doubt die upon meeting you?

So you send it back

To me unanswered.

We’ll meet one day

And you’ll have

All the questions,

I’ll stutter out an answer.

You’ll peel back all my scales

In blinding agony

And reveal the treasure

You placed there long ago.

– Vagabond Prophet

Rejected

Wanna go get told

There’s no room for us

At a hotel?

Or eat out

Once all the foods gone?

We could beg for seats

On a bus with no space.

Let’s get every application

Rejected

Torn to shreds.

If we’re neglected

Down below

We’ll be accepted

Up above.

– Vagabond Prophet