The Cardboard Breadman

What Was It Like ?

What was it like; when it began;
when just a thought in a mind;
how can a thought become a man;
leaving other thoughts behind?

A Seed, to life; a wondrous transitiion;
how did it feel, just to be;
caught in the midst of juxtaposition;
God’

In The Shadow Of Me

I am a mere shadow of who I was;
a foretaste of who I shall be;
I’ve become diminished, because;
I’m living in the shadow of me.

I was created in the darkness of night;
in perfection; I was to become;
I was

Bygones Of Yesterday

I was taught to let bygones be bygones;
a message that seemed to make sense;
I saw such a plaque; created in bronze;
announcing such noble laments.

Why is it we allow all our bygones to last;
must they live on forever;
must circumstance bring up all

The Aperture Of Love

We’ve been given a window to reality;
the Master created our eyes above;
a gift enabling that we all might see;
the enormity of God’s love.

In the beginning; man and God, aligned;
life was formed in perfection;
the Master’s will, and life,

The Kingdom Of Lies

We live in a kingdom, dominated by lies;
where the truth rarely stands a chance;
a world where the fools, outnumber the wise;
while the majority is held in a trance.

Some liars are referred to as the “fact checkers”
perhaps the greatest liars of all;

The Precipice Of Failure

I stood on the precipice of failure;
looking out upon the abyss;
I cannot imagine death’s allure;
thinking of all that I’d miss.

In the midst of despair; I became excited;
had death become my friend;
for it was clear I was being invited;

Death Takes A Prisoner

Nearly every day, death takes a prisoner;
often times, it’s ten million, or so;
often it’s one who’s not a good listener;
or one who still needs to grow.

Perhaps I should have said it another way;
tho I doubt that death gave