woman have babies
dogs can have rabies
no one says please anymore
such a foul world
as my louf words
makes no sense at first
you need a drink and many more

machines are crazy
sun full of daisies
no one stays pleased anymore
girls are lazy
men are ladies
when do you get to speak anymore ?

somebody pray please
come loudly say cheese
run, freeze, stay, leave
when do you get to live anymore ?



Old feed breed eat lonely babies
lost generation maybe
sleep weep every day to be
who can tell if there's a night anymore ?

everything is always out of focus, and the lens won't adjust.

i can't ever see lightning or romance. hell, i can't even see the top of the world when i'm comfortably on its shoulders and all i want to do is help bear some of the weight.

my bones have never known a shortage of blankets,
just anguish over idly watching the thermostat push the tea kettle to a breaking point where all it can do is scream.

glasses can't fix this.

There's a lens to my eye,
There's a filter to my ear;
There's a seal on my mouth,
And a mask on my face.

There's patience in my mind,
But frost bites in my heart;
It feels a little lonelier,
And yet a little safer.

My glasses have been dyed in the blood
of my best friend, so I can’t help
it if I see the world differently.
Yes, I know it’s naïve
to look for the good in all men,
but that was what he did.
He saw a beauty that existed in darkness,
and the potential for life in the dead,
so forgive me if I can’t help but see the same.
I’m trying to live my life by this new perspective
and I may make mistakes, but I’ll never apologize
for my change in view. I see love differently now.
I refuse to desecrate his death
by doing less than my best to see people as he saw them,
so I’ll keep looking through these blood stained lenses
because that’s the world I want to create.

Within the genuine lens of Christianity,
is an opportunity to understand suffering;
for it’s from our pain, that we can mature.
With a humbled attitude, we’re uncovering

the need for a relationship with Christ.
Under His leadership, we’ll overcome all
that the enemy employs in a vain attempt
to **** us before Judgment’s roll call.

Within the evangelical lens of Christianity,
we teach the principles of responsibility,
while fulfilling Jehovah’s Great Commission
by the mantle of spiritual accountability.

We can still impact and change this World,
as we move forward under the banner of Christ.
Do you recall, His ultimate victory was won?
Who else has provided access to Eternal Life?

Within the military lens of Christianity,
we battle against the current frontier of sin;
speaking The Word over circumstance with praise,
we triumph over the noise of the World’s din.

Yet, the spiritual conflict belongs to Him,
as we “stand in the gap” with ongoing prayers;
therefore, we’ll remain steadfast and firm,
with the covering of Christ’s righteous flair.

Within the affectionate lens of Christianity,
we still remain loyal as our brother’s keeper;
Love requires tangible action towards others,
until our soul is stalked by the “Grim Reaper”.

Christ demonstrated the ultimate sacrifice,
by bridging the chasm between us and the Godhead;
allow His tenderness and fondness unite us, as…
He binds us with the Love of His scarlet thread.
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Author Notes

Inspired by:
2 Cor 1:3-4; 1 Pet 4:1,5:8-10; Phil 1:29;
Eccl 12:13-14; Matt 28:16-20; 1 John 2:24-25;
Eph 6:12

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2015, All rights reserved.

Focus my mind.
Adjust my lens.
Allow me to see how amazing the world can be-
the green grass on the other side of where I find myself trapped.

Give me positivity.
I want to be optimistic!
And see the good in everything
Instead of continually wishing...
for something better or a different life.

Turn my night into day and the darkness into light. Change me just as you do with simply being you.