I wrote this a wile back after reading some of exodus tell me what you pull from it if any thing






A lonely tree in the dessert lay
Would soon come to see his day.
Limbs stretching up but never knowing why
Why should I care in this dessert so bare
Why not in a spring where the little birds sing
But still im here in this dessert air
Still wondering why, why should I care
It soon will be over  for I feel the cold steel
The strong hands I feel and then in I lay
Like a broken seal to be tossed away
So much pain I feel as im broken in side
And torn limb from limb there goes my pride
Now what am I but a useless mess
Good for nothing iv failed the test
But only now will I in him rest
Now pieced back together in this unusual shape
But with that burning within is it possible to win
To be over laid is by no means child’s play
Now in splendor is this broken mess for only
Gold will pass the test
My limbs that were to the sky are now
By my side holding me up
Swelling with pride           
Two cherubims protect me
And Priest by my side.
This once broken mess has God dwelling inside
A new name im given in the simplest form
for in this old mess the ark is born.
   

Well thanks to Lish im still up tonight and going strong. I was at the black cow and she had a extra shot of espresso so she’s like “ hey quick drink this”. So not wonting to look like a lesser man I just put it down, and now here I am close to one and I cant sleep. Caffeine is not for those of use who like to sleep at night. At lest a little but I suppose it’s a good time to finish my laundry. Well in other news my family is safely in Jamaica working at the orphanage and im here trying to hold down and keep sanity at the shop. But no wearies I bought tickets for Jan 29 - feb04 so that will be fun im gonna bring my scuba gear and try to do some spear fishing. Twill be fun