Alien Kingdom
It’s a lesson Christ teaches, God’s Word’s living water;
solution life needs for a thirst that’s survived.
Some might think light’s life’s lifeboat till desert surrounds them,
no flux points to well’s hide, no raincloud in sight.
Stars can serve as a guide on earth’s featureless ocean
but waves don’t help sailors when clouds hide what’s true!
East, West gives crabs some comfort (love lateral movement!)
but North Star’s a mystery, nailed to the sky.
Life sends COVID to prove this, ‘Blind Faith’ means there’s slaughter
(demise of all questions!) Fools all (who’ve ‘Arrived!’)
cling (death grip) to false ‘truths’ that for brothers births mayhem,
black holes who vamp blood from a stone (blokes kill light!)
Those who’d live for Christ’s Kingdom should shun self-promotion,
love Grace, bless the Son who had Cross on ‘to do
list,’ a favor to strangers who’d seek self-improvement,
rejecting the logic, “God’s TRUTH is a lie.”
We’ve got Bible AND Science to give us direction,
but TRUTH’s more like God; it’s not something we win!
For God’s TRUTH’s more what’s real when you find your God’s absent,
not something one dreams up where Grace is not King.
That’s the meaning of Grace: love of life ‘discards’ Judgment,
discernment (that’s personal) still stays a goal.
If in faith Sin’s forgiven, then why do you bridle
yourself, make some pastor your master? Roam free!
I have eight lines to go! Lord, I’d love a “C-section!”
I fight with my muse but impugn You’ll find sin,
in my child, in this poem, that struggles but nascent.
Could I get a stanza for my wife’s gold ring?
It’s so fun how minds work; I don’t seek an annulment,
just hope for some form. Hear my pray’r for the whole!
Two to go, then it’s finished! Lord? What rhymes with bridal?
Mispelt word’s so lucky! Dear God, that’s so me!
Brian Johnston
11th of December in 2020
Poet’s Note:
How fun it was for me to end an earnest poem with such a light
heart, with some evidence that I practice what I poetify! Ha!
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