There once was a lady named Gwen,
Liked a good blessing now and again,
But in God didn’t trust,
So she found that she must,
Turn to her rhyming friend Ken,
He was of a secular school,
Penned these lines – both a blessing and rule,
“May truth be what you utter,
May diamonds fill your gutter,
And may your ass not be far from your stool.”
Monthly Archives: March 2012
A wandering liturgy of sorts…..
And now is when it’s supposed to happen
Open the book, and spill myself out onto the page,
Explain my hypocrisy,
Write away my rage,
Offer up my innocence, insist upon my innocence,
Try to explain my innocence,
But not in a defensive, not in a defensive way,
Just trying to be factual,
Let you know what actually happened,
What I was thinking, what I was thinking,
What was I thinking?
Oh mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy me,
Help me to be, help me to be myself,
At one with myself,
Not trying to please everybody else,
Not trying to do what’s expected, don’t want to be rejected,
But I’ve got to learn that sometimes it’s okay,
A little rejection never hurt anyone, never hurt anyone,
Never killed anyone,
It’s good, it’s good, yeah it’s good
It’s good for the soul