If only they were wise and would understand this and
discern what their end will be!
(Deuteronomy 32:29)
Hold down the conversation
it's pounding in my head
It just makes me understand
that to live is to be dead
Hold down the whispering
it's pounding at my heart
It just makes me understand
the ending begins at the start
Hold down the humor
it's pounding in my veins
It just makes me understand
that it storms before it rains
Hold down the beauty
it's pounding in my eyes
It just makes me understand
acceptance is only demise
Hold down the perfume
it's pounding in my nose
It just makes me understand
one must die before one grows
Hold down the talk
it's pounding in my ears
It just makes me understand
hate drowns out any fears
Hold down the attack
it's pounding in my mouth
It just makes me understand
north is as far as south
Hold down the body
it's pounding in my fist
It just makes me understand
that the power's in the wrist
Hold down the skull
it's pounding in my feet
It just makes me understand
that sour comes before sweet
But of course you understand
'Cause you never gave me a hand
Adam the UnderTaker
Poem VII
What has been will be again,
what has been done will be done again,
there is nothing new under the sun.
(Ecclesiastes 1:9)
To have taken any moment's time
leaves me to despair over my crime
I left the story unwritten
And the poems too
But live my life a little more
It's hard to even the score
For in the game they cheated
But that's nothing new
Under the heavens or in the sun
there just seems nothing left to be done
But what is already there
Does one have a clue?
Maybe I'll ask you
Adam the ClueLess
Poem IX
But when he, the Spirit of truth, comes, he will guide you into all
truth.
He will not speak on his own; he will speak only what he hears,
and he will tell you what is yet to come.
(John 16:13)
Whatever the pretense
Though truth is immense
Though critics name it dense
To climb so small a fence
I know it takes obedience
And you may make defense
At such an offense
At such a difference<
Just try to make some-sense
Adam the Truth-Teller
Poem XI
He covers the face of the full moon, spreading his clouds over it.
(Job 26:9)
THERE'S NO PURPOSE
There's no purpose
Sit beneath a tree
There's no purpose
See if you can see
There's no purpose
You'll never know me
NEVER JUST ONE SONG
Don't you see what's wrong
Never just one song
Just the three I am
While'st the moon says damn
Because it can't know me long
Never just one song
TONIGHT SINGS-SOMETHING-SPECIAL
Tonight sings-something-special
which enlightens night with day
Tonight sings-something-special
so I've something-special to say
Tonight sings-something-special
some-soul-shall help to find my way
DENIED
Clouds that fly by night
Please give me delight
Let the moon shine bright
Giving me the light
Denied without fight
YOU THOUGHT YOU LOVE,
WHAT YOU DIDN'T KNOW
So souls might know me
You read it here
...or perhaps sing
The love you show me
left with a tear
of faults you bringDid the sun really ever know my name?
Did she even ask?
Did she bother to lie about beauty?
No such a small task
Close your eyes to the night you never see
FINAL PLEA
To the clouds above me,
I plea
with thee:
Take me!
And most of all love me
Adam the Shadowed
Poem XV
As the sun was setting, [he] fell into a deep sleep, and a thick
and dreadful darkness came over him.
(Genesis 15:12)
Love has seen the sun
and forgotten all the dreams
of veilded Allison
So realistic her smile seems
Although she smiles like the sunshine
it's not like the light
wakes the knowledge she's not mine
That's when I lose sight
Damn this pretty painful painting
of friendship talking together
not knowing that the sun's waiting
To end happiness forever
Lift this boy-in all his sorrow
with some sort of sunshine
that might await him tomorrow
So some sort of sun's mine
Adam the Sad-Man