Monday, September 27, 2010

wordplay poem to exercise this monkeys brain

Creepers climb from the pits of my stomach,

signal some song silly strained stitched slang,


dope monkey!

Fort Worth Dope Monkey!

Dallas Dope Junky!

Recover the passion,

Christ loves my passion,

my fear is lifted and now the devil is afraid,

I am not in you realm,

filter your evil eating my steeple,

Love is so grand in its ultimate climatic stand!

1 comment:

  1. Woah! This is SO good Isaac! I'm posting it on my facebook wall. Dang. Seriously, so good. I love that you're journey with Jesus is starting to shine through in your writing! Yes!

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