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Sunday, July 23, 2017

THERE STOOD A HOUSE






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There Stood A House




There stood a house
And the house stood there alone
No cat with teasing mouse
No dog with tortured bone.

No squeaking floor
No belfry bat
No one to disturb
The peace of that.

No rattling branch
No howling pack
No one to leave
And then come back.

Except the child
That swings alone
In midnight moon
She sings her song.

The little girl
With pig-tailed hair
She swings and sings
To empty air.

For many moons
She's swung like that
Through storm and sleet
And days so black.

For no sun will shine
Upon that place
No breeze comes by
To touch her face.

The passers-by
Walk out of their way
To avoid the house
Where sadness stays.

For they all know
The story wild
And the hateful fate
That befell the child.

So long ago
On that terrible day
When the monster took
The sun away.

And then the family
Moved from the home
And left the girl
To swing alone.

They left so broken
Almost insane
They didn't know
That she remained.

She couldn't leave
The place she died
She watched them leave
And stood and cried.

Then to the swing
She went to play
The swing her Daddy
Made that birthday.

And there she swings
And sings her song
As the old house watches
And stands alone.







©by Voo
July 23, 2017
1:46 a.m.















FLIGHT OF THE STREET PREACHER





























Flight of the Street Preacher



Crazy.....insane...is that your name?
That's what I heard today
They all threw rocks and chains and blocks
And I dodged out of their way

Stupid...moron...they screamed at me
As I did my 180 twirl
Why don't you go back where you came from?
We don't want you in this world!

I shrugged my shoulders and smiled at them
And blessed them in my heart
Just take your Jesus and get out of here
They yelled at me: Depart!

We want our fun, you mindless one
Our TV shows and trash
How dare you come here and bring us down
Why, we ought to whip your a--!

Bring it on, my brothers
I said, opening my book
Turned my cheek and started again
In the glow of their angry looks

For God so loved the world, I read
And they pelted me with hate
That He gave His only begotten Son
As they screamed at me my fate

The crowd grew near yet I felt no fear
Even when they tore my clothes
For I saw a hand reach from the clouds
And into the sky I rose

Holding the book and reading still
I heard their astonished wails
They stared at me and to a man
They shouted "What the hell?!"

You're closer to it than I am
I pointed to the sod
You're on your way to Hades's gates
And I'm on my way to God

But wait! they pleaded, Don't leave us now!
Teach us how to fly!
And I looked down at their startled faces
And said, First, you'll have to die

Die to self and die to sin
And die to Satan's grip
And to a man, the words "I'm lost!"
Poured forth from anguished lips

I preached to them for many hours
And they prayed the sinner's prayer
Then the day grew late and they went their way
And left me alone up there

And in the darkness, I descended down
Till the dew covered ground I met
Uh, Lord? I queried, What's going on?
And He said, "You're not dead yet."

















©by Voo
May 7, 2006
11:00 p.m.