Noisy voices

Cucumber Lodge

Noisy voices raised,

Swells arise and fall,

Conflicting are the waves,

Yet reigning over all,

Testimonies sure,

Old from everlasting,

Clothed in Majesty,

Fixed in His contrasting,

Mightier is He,

Than watery opinions.

Seas though raging be,

Its God who has dominion.

(The poem above inspired by Psalm 93, as well as, the story of Noah, and Christ rebuking the storm in Luke 8))

Psalm 93 – “ The LORD reigneth , he is clothed with majesty; the LORD is clothed with strength, wherewith he hath girded himself: the world also is stablished , that it cannot be moved . Thy throne is established of old: thou art from everlasting.  The floods have lifted up , O LORD, the floods have lifted up their voice; the floods lift up their waves.  The LORD on high is mightier than the noise of many waters, yea, than the mighty waves

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Conditioned there to stare
Conditioned to the light
Conditioned not to care
Conditioned not to fight

Conditioned where to hide
Conditioned to take flight
Conditioned to play dead
Conditioned in their site

Conditioned so it seams
Conditioned in your mind
Conditioned to extremes
Conditioned till you’re blind

Conditioned by folklore
Conditioned into ease
Conditioned into war
Conditioned rest in peace


Tipsy we the people be,
Alcoholic foamy heads,
Emotional our slavery,
When to feelings we are wed.

Colored revolutions are
Numbers painted, readymades,
Breaking windows, burning cars,
Freedoms they assign to slaves.


Converging underneath your skin,
Points they vanish deep within,
Where still they fix you with a pin.

You feel a subtle tingle.
They reinstall their jingle,
As lies and truth they mingle.

The blanker state it reappears,
A state that they can shift and steer,
By spectacle and constant fear.