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Stu Harley Nov 2021
upon
looking
through
the
mirror of time
the
black stallion
witnessed
the
reflection of
the
white unicorn
with
wings galloping
through
the
ghost white clouds
Stu Harley Nov 2021
it was almost love
when
i
was thinking about you
who
put this poison
upon
my lips
and
you ripped through
my soul
when
i
was thinking  about you
it was almost love
i
still want your kiss
Stu Harley Nov 2021
one earth
one moon
with
eagle feathers
to
make our wings
one horse
to ride
through
the
great grandfather clouds
and
the buffalo plains
one drop of tribal blood
one Cherokee nation
with
eagle feathers
to
let our spiritual voices sing
and
through
the
grace of God
we walk by faith
and
not by sight
Stu Harley Oct 2021
slow down
slow down
this
moment still
slow down
slow down
upon
this hill
slow down
slow down
until
we
keep thy faith
through
God's will
Stu Harley Oct 2021
Welcome to the grand MGM Hotel! Roll out the red carpet and Champaign for everybody!
Today, we have a very special guest. Welcome to the hottest club on earth! No bells no,
whistles, yes indeed, just devilish business in profit and greed.
  
This place is a stick of dynamite! This place is hot! No bells no whistles yes indeed,
just devilish business in profit and greed.
    
We got casinos and neon lights. Just place your bets and roll the dice and the winner takes all.
I will pay top dollar for your soul. I got a contract for sale. Let’s make a deal. No
bells no, whistles, yes indeed, just devilish business in profit and greed.

Just sign on the dotted line. Come on friend relax. No problems regarding background
checks and picture identification. We have ATM's instant cash availability. The power to do
anything you want. You can live forever if your soul desires!

All I want is your soul. Sounds like a win-win situation to me. Any problem reading the
small print?  Should you hire a lawyer? Absolutely, we have lawyers down here too!
Unfortunately, people in hell, want ice water
Stu Harley Oct 2021
I am not going to let this world stress me out anymore because the Lord answers prayers. Recently, I passed away and made it all the way to heaven. This time, I am one of God’s holy angels.

Lord, I need to step out of this world again and find myself a shady tree.
Folks are killing each other for no reason at all. Yesterday, the sun started crying because they built those skyscrapers too high in these neighborhoods.

Well, I am too scared to go in an elevator, downtown. Every time I look up at those skyscraper buildings, my arthritis kicks in. Lord, in the morning I need a little bit of sunshine on my face. Where is Mama's shady tree?

Every time I pick up the newspaper, I see corruption, violence, and bad news in this world. Mama used to say, “What the world needs now, is love, sweet love?” Look at these kids bringing guns and knives to school and participating in lockdowns, instead of lunch breaks. I know some of these kids are spoiled rotten to the core.

Anyway, the kids figure it is more economical to sell drugs than to attend Yale or Princeton College.

Well, too many video games and all that bling, bling rap music on TV are destroying their young minds. Look at the young girls having babies and leaving a helpless and poor baby in the trash bins for the garbage men to pick up. We have babies making more babies.

Oh, heavenly Father and sweet Jesus, I need my shady tree to recover from all this mess! Lord, we have too many children ripping and running these streets without fathers at home, providing clothes, food, and shelter.

Cassius, please bring your mama a glass of ice water. Have you heard about the good news, “Jesus is coming back” Lord, just let me live 999 years or live as long as Moses lived?

Well, I remember, back in the day, whenever I had any troubles in the world, I just go look for Mama's shady tree. Cassius, please bring Mama her slippers, so I can rest these tired old feet.

Now, bless his little soul. Well, I don't have to worry about it anymore, because I died and went to heaven.
Stu Harley Oct 2021
thy
holy wings
to
thee
i
sing
shall
write
another
psalms
for
the
wild blue gospel sky
with
only
thy wings
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