Thankyou.
From the bottom of my heart,
Thank you.
Why you continue to believe in me...
I don't know.
But, because of you;
Watching over me while I dream of a place, so real...
I believe.
I believe, I am Loved.
I believe, I am free.
I believe n' Trust... because You first loved, and trusted me.
Your existence... your very essance...
Inspires me; to live-out-loud.    
Un-ashamed; I AM radiating the astronomical grace given to me;
To us...
On calvary.
                                  With all my heart
                                              & soul,
                                  Isreal E. Summers

I'm a murderer
I've stabbed my own heart.
I'm a thief
I've stolen my own happiness.
I'm a liar
I've told myself how much better things would be.
I'm a slothful woman
I fell asleep.
I'm greedy
I've eaten my own pain.
I'm hungry
Just not for sin again.

Skeletons from my past    
that haunt me leap from my closet,
Heart beating fast,
sinful things that I have amassed,
now my mayflowers mast.
Both cast & crew, planked eyes, 2thru which they view.  
mutinous! venomous!
Now its down to the brig for the both of us. Couple Capn's in cuffs.  ...
What will await us on this new land?
Gold? Diamonds? If only!!!    ...  ...
Then suddenly unlocked for me        
Was the prison we were sitting in
S'like I was a slave now free
to begin again. Now hate is not my sin even as the spiritual muses spew vile things as I exit from: within
the anchored vessel Wrecka'less
one. my faith has been tested, & second, lessons taught with a gun... make mans war's never won.  
Go! Explore while there's still sun left!
Roll on cue (sonset)
curtains. exit stage left.

"You can fly here"
He said with a smile.
"Oh yeah and also,
There is no Fear."
"Excuse me did I hear
You correctly?"
"Uh huh he's dead,
in this country!"
I ******* bled for this country.
If I bleed, then its country.
In the Country we in now B.
Blood is mud **** its awful G!
Remind me who is
Hermianey!?
Capture your thoughts for a spell,
We're ******* headed to hell.
Lest we turn and recant.
This little horn isn't decadent.
Given a false-precedent,
You ventured excellent
My magnificent
Molevolent "movie" makers
Do we have any takers?!
...
Earthquakes now break
with
Our
fists
And shakers

you never see a ghost
except inside your fear
what you see at most
is an apparition unclear.

flickering lantern lights
casting shadows on the wall
were your childhood frights
in the half lit nightly lull.

you couldn't tell them lies
tales that grandma spun
glowworms were ghosts' eyes
that closed with morning sun.

they made a place in your head
broke all your resolves weak
eerie patterns moonlight made
wind's howls in bamboo's creak.

when the nights came
clock ticks gave a scare
you had to believe in them
you knew they were there.

are they now all dead
fantasy of child's mind
monsters below bed
footsteps heard behind?

some fears you still own
strangely hold them firm
and when you are alone
seek grandma's safety arm!

A slithering snake;
Afraid in the grass.
On his belly he wriggles;
But can't take a step back.
The rodent has sniffled
Where doeth he belong?
Suddenly swooping ;
An awe-inspiring Owl from heaven swoops down;
          to Save.
But the prey is afraid.
There's no grey;



in lifes laid. Be very afraid. Be very... afraid.