The Songs And Raps Of Ike....

 

I Stand Accused

 

I Need To Belong

Thanks To The Fool

You Make Me Live

 

    

    Brand New Me

 

 

Don't Let Me Be Lonely Tonight

 

     A Few More Kisses To Go

I Love you, that's all

  

Ike's Rap 3 Your Love is so Doggone Good (edited)

Believe In Me

Just the Way You Are

Ike's Rap Help Me Love

 

  

Nothing Takes The Place of You

P.S.

 

All In the Game    

Finally Found Someone

 

A Dozen Rubies

 

A Dozen Rubies

A dozen rubies fell to my feet
Scattered by your hand
You'd come to ask me for my love
And proclaim yours for me and
A thousand diamonds promised me
When promise I had made
While the topaz sun high in the sky
Burned us in the shade.

The grass, an emerald shade of green
Lay below your feet and mine
From crystal cup we two did sup
The aged garnet wine
Grapes in clustered amethyst 
You fed me from your fingers
And kissed the residue away
While afternoon did linger.

With silver tongue you spoke the words
My sweet heart to seduce
Like opals changing in the light
The outcome to deduce
Your turquoise eyes lit up with joy
Every time I smiled
I teased you with my pearl white hands
And we waltzed a little while.

The blue sky turned to jasper
Then agate, then sapphire
We lay and watched the end of day
As the sunset turned to fire
The dozen rubies crushed beneath
My onyx colored hair
Then I saw the black lies in your eyes
Carefully hidden there.

You did not know that I could see
The truth there in the man
(No precious jewel can buy my heart
From yours or any hand)
In twilight's hue I turned to you
At the sun's last golden glow
Your jaded eyes full of surprise
As I softly told you....... no.

©by Voo
Jan 22, 2005

Prodigal

 

PRODIGAL

I LEFT MY HOME SOMETIME AGO

SO FOOLISHLY, SMUG AND VAIN

AND ALL I'VE THOUGHT OF SINCE I LEFT

IS GOING BACK HOME AGAIN.

I LEFT MY FATHER'S LAVISH MANSION

TO KNEEL IN THE MUD WITH THE SWINE

I HUDDLED AND FOUGHT FOR A BIT OF CORN HUSK

ON WHICH I WOULD HUNGRILY DINE.

SOMEHOW I THOUGHT THAT THINGS WOULD GET BETTER

AS I MADE MY OWN WAY THROUGH MY LIFE

WITHOUT HELP OR HAND FROM, GOD, SON OR MAN

BUT ALL I FOUND OUT THERE WAS STRIFE.

MY FATHER GAVE ME A GREAT INHERITANCE

AND I SQUANDERED AND THREW IT AWAY

ON PLEASURES AND LEISURE'S AND THINGS OF THE WORLD

AND SHAME IS ALL I HAVE TODAY.

HOW COULD I BETRAY MY FATHER'S TRUST?

HOW COULD I TURN AND LEAVE?

HOW COULD I LAUGH AND DANCE AWAY

AND LEAVE HIM THERE TO GRIEVE?

I NEVER PLANNED TO DO IT

I NEVER THOUGHT I COULD

TO BACKSLIDE WAS A FOREIGN THOUGHT

I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD.

I WONDER WHAT HE'D SAY TO ME NOW

IF I GAVE HIM AN OVERDUE CALL

HOW CAN I TELL HIM THAT I HAVE NOTHING LEFT

BUT LOST EVERYTHING IN THE FALL.

PERHAPS HE'LL LET ME SLEEP IN HIS BARN

AND THROW ME SOME CRUMBS EVERY NIGHT

PERHAPS HE'LL SCORN ME AND SCOURGE ME WITH WHIPS

AND TELL ME TO KEEP OUT OF SIGHT.

I WONDER WHAT MY BROTHER IS DOING

HE'S PROBABLY ARRAYED NOW SO FINE

EATING AND DRINKING AND TAKING HIS EASE

AND OWNING ALL THAT WAS ONCE PARTIALLY MINE.

MY FATHER PROBABLY LOVES HIM SO

AND HATES MY VERY NAME

HE PROBABLY LAVISHES HIS PRAISES ON HIM

AND NEVER WANTS TO SEE ME AGAIN.

WELL, TELL ME WHAT I HAVE TO LOSE

I'M SICK AND GASPING FOR BREATH

I FOUND THAT THE HEALTH AND THE WEALTH OF THE WORLD

WAS JUST EMPTY, DISILLUSIONING DEATH.

I SEE THE EDGE OF MY FATHER'S ESTATE

THE WHEAT FIELDS AND CORNFIELDS SO GREEN

I SEE THE GARDENS OVERFLOWING WITH PRODUCE

IT'S THE MOST BEAUTIFUL SIGHT I HAVE SEEN.

THERE ARE THE HORSES I USED TO RIDE

THERE COMES THE FAT LITTLE CALF

MY HUNGER GNAWS WITHIN MY FLESH

LIKE IT'S TEARING MY STOMACH IN HALF.

MY CHILDHOOD FRIEND IS WORKING THE FIELDS

MY BROTHER IS PICKING THE FRUIT

BUT WHERE IS MY FATHER AND WILL I SOON FEEL

ON MY POOR RAGGED BACKSIDE.....HIS BOOT?

AND SUDDENLY I SEE HIM THERE AT THE DOOR

AND OH, I MUST HAVE BLINDED EYES!

IT SEEMS TO ME THAT THERE'S A SMILE ON HIS FACE

AND IT LOOKS LIKE HIS ARMS ARE THROWN WIDE!

ONE STEP AND TWO AND NOW I AM RUNNING

AND MY FATHER IS RUNNING TOWARDS ME

ONE KISS, ONE EMBRACE AND NOW I AM WEEPING

AND MY FATHER IS WEEPING WITH ME.

" KILL THAT FATTED CALF!" SAYS HE

TO THE SERVANTS AS FEAR FLEES AWAY

"LAY ON THE TABLE A FEAST FOR A KING

AND TELL ALL, COME TO OUR HOLIDAY!"

NOW MY FATHER TAKES ME IN HIS ARMS

THE PLACE WHERE I KNOW I BELONG

HE PLACES HIS ROBE UPON MY TIRED SHOULDERS

AND SAYS TO ME SOFTLY "YOU'RE HOME."

 

 

©by Voo

When I first came to know the Lord

The Prodigal Son Story (Luke 15:11-32

Warriors Of The Way Episode 23 written in January 2023 (not finished)

WARRIORS OF THE WAY

EPISODE 23

HOLDING ONTO MAGIC

"We're almost home." I heard him say softly as he reached to keep me from tumbling

from my horse. "You've been asleep for some time. I wondered how you've

managed to stay upright this long." "Have I truly?" I yawned. "I used to do that but that was before I lost.....  she must have been looking out for me." I heard him chuckle in the near darkness. "No. not really. You fell off several times but I caught you almost every time." "Oh, I did not!" I groaned and swung to punch his shoulder and almost fell indeed. Then I reined Snow close to his side and kissed his startled mouth and fled laughing. He caught up to me, grabbing my right hand and we rode all the way into camp that way hesitating to let go even to dismount. When we did at last after much snorting and complaining from the horses, we stood silently holding onto onr another and revelling in the magic of all we had seen and shared. There were simply no words and no reason to say any.