Pater Noster, Mea Culpa

Our Father, since you’re in heaven

To whom should I assign the blame?

Till kingdom come

Why must I run

Dodging arrows of shame

Give me this day

The peace of the dead

And forgive me

As I cannot forgive myself

Instead of temptation

Deliver me from deprivation

If they choose not to love

For I have no kingdom

No power

No glory

Other then I find in You

Amen

The Tree of Wife

There is my son a rarity
Which few men in their lives will see
And fewer yet will come to know
And fewer still will come to hold
She is known as the Tree of Wife
The one who loves with all her might
She will shelter you from the storm
Sacrifice branches to keep you warm
In her boughs you will safely rest
Eat of her fruit for it is blessed

But Poppa how will I know tis she
Not just some ordinary tree

Because my son she bears the mark
Of what you carry in your heart
To you alone she will reveal
That which others try to steal
To the world she will readily confess
The love for you inside her breast
While others wither their leaves dried
She remains evergreen at your side
Take heed my son for this is true
There's more that I need say to you
There are those who would hand you a knife
To cut away at your Tree of Wife
If ever you harm her you should know
There is a way to renew her growth
You must repent, tell her the truth
For this is what strengthens her from the root
Then comes the day if God is kind
When your root and her's become entwined
Oddly enough this sets you free
To become what you were intended to be

But Poppa how do you know this is true
Because my Tree of Wife birthed you

Drinking Glass Blues

Some woman done hijacked your life

Why do you blame me for her strife?

You forget I was your warrior Queen

Supporting you through times so lean

Encouraging you to be your best

Your staunchest ally against the rest

Whenever you gave voice to need

I sprung to action by word and deed

Now you claim I've lost my mind

Afraid lest anyone should find

The truth you hide behind the mask

You gave up riches

To keep your bitches

And a broken drinking glass



I understand my King divine

That you are having a terrible time

Seeking someone of authority

To hear you tale and then agree

In your heart you realize

It wasn't me that fed you lies

I nurtured you in truth with love

Empowered by the One above

Now the ashes of greedy lust

Will turn your iron heart to rust

You did trip

Busted your lip

On a broken drinking glass



For years to come you will learn to mourn

Dreams that are as yet unborn

Dreams your adviser cursed and damned

Will be fathered by another man

When she handed you that steely knife

To amputate you tree of wife

She neutered you and your generations

All you father now is frustration

Blood soaked shame

Stains your fame

And that broken drinking glass

Truth prevails, truth be told

The facts you try to shape and mold

"Look at what she done to me"

Such self indulgent alchemy

Steeped in anger set to boil

What, may I ask is your goal

You cannot hide from what you are

You can try but you won't get far

Forever lost

But for the cost

Of a broken drinking glass

Don't Forget to Breathe

Every season has it’s reason

Lessons learned we wish we could forget

We stop trying and start crying

Holding on to pain and past regrets

But if you've ever been down before

You know you can't fall off the floor

Life goes on if you don't forget to breathe

Your hearts broken and you're choking

Back the tears that well up in your throat

So you grab a drink, you begin to think

How the hell did I end up in this boat?

Don't you get disturbed

Cause you can't find the right words

When all else fails

Don't forget to breathe

You've stopped dreaming, quit believing

Will fame and fortune ever come your way?

Will tomorrow bring more sorrow

Or will the sun come up on a brighter day

You think it's over now

Doesn't matter anyhow

But life goes on if you don't forget to breathe

Catch the feeling, start the healing

Life goes on if you don't forget to breathe

Emptiness

I'm lonely
Feeling kind of lost
My body aching
Like a tempest tossed
Around in a tea pot
I try to drown my tears
But it isn't working
And the worst of all my fears
Is that when the sun goes down
And the moon comes up
No one is loving
In my loving cup
A tall dark stranger
By some prearrangment
Will take my hand
And lead me to the land
Of Emptiness

I'm frightened
I've forgotten how to sing
Since there'e no one to listen
Even when my telephone rings
It's just a wrong number
Guess I'll just hang up the line
Trip out and fall
Lossing all sense of space and time
The winds came up
And the rain came down
Grayness settled in all around
Come tomorrow
Dressed in sorrow
Loneliness will pass
Haunted by the midnight laugh
Of Emptiness

I called him
Cause only he would spare the time
And the inclination
To be more than a friend of mine
But I'm not sorry
It works out better this way
Then suffering years of neglect
Who would suspect
I'd accept my sun going down
And my moon coming up
To find no one loving in my loving cup
The fateful hand
Of that strange dark man
Closing my eyes for me
Allowing me to see
Emptiness

No, I won't resist
His frigid kiss
At least he will pretend
To love me til the bitter end
Of Emptiness