It seems we live life’s book in stages;
so much, ordained; before we begun;
each, only allotted so very few pages;
we act out our roles, till we’re done.
As I look back; all life seems unreal;
in life’s play, I’m seldom engaged;
it seems as
Hello & Welcome to
The Cardboard Breadman
It’s seems as though I’ve lost all desire;
there’s nothing left to please me now;
at one time; all, was ablaze; on fire;
looking back; I don’t see why or how.
All my energy and focus were once clear;
my desire was driving me on;
but
A law commands you to love your neighbor;
but exactly who might that be?
One might assume he’d be one in God’s favor;
one very much like me.
But we don’t know who’s in God’s favor;
and so, the question still stands;
we know so
Many think that perfection is a goal;
the ultimate plateau, to achieve;
but perfection is a season; life’s role;
when mankind learns to believe.
Perfection is never contained within;
it is strictly a gift from above;
it is not the state, where all begin;
but a Peace, granted by
All things have a time, and a purpose;
that’s easy to understand;
though oft that reason doesn’t surface;
but it comes about by command.
We blame many things on accidents;
though they have a purpose, too;
they’re not merely from circumstance;
for destiny can bring them to
Has God ever spoken to you;
have you ever heard His voice?
Did He explain what you’re to do;
and yet, leave you the choice?
God speaks in a special tongue;
even tho He can make a voice,
Thought and voice become one;
God simply takes His choice.
God
…Poems are puzzles of thought;
ideas scrambled in the mind;
reality whispering what ought;
eternity, itself, defined.
Poets seek to uncover it all;
separate reality from fiction;
investigations; their call;
words; their only restriction.
Secrets of life for eternity;
and all realities, hidden;
seeking creation’s maternity;
from reality’s
Money’s the goal to which we’re driven;
its fruits we long to embrace;
ignoring the Love, our Master’s given;
we seek, with money, to replace.
Some would say, it’s not money we seek;
but those things that money can buy.
Such arguments aren’t at all