#prodigal
Aetreus Forgiven
What did I dream about when the author crooned his plan?
And constants much less seemed, than now known a sham.
Long ago, we walked, seeing if the sign would take root
As wind ruffled and children balked, at woods yet learned, and signal soot
Little did we see overgrown on either side, each winding road
Sending one high the other low
You walked high while I defaulted,
Only I said goodbye, wishing to never know
Many shared greetings along the way, usury and disregard
Fearing not seeing, in hearts utter disembark
Thus began a heart bleeding, from soul’s passing unrequitedly
A road lowly travelled and tightly squeezing, unfit for higher purposes,
- and unrelenting
And soon the shadow’s berth, grew darker amid the rising tide
Hidden in mirth, and enemy pushed friend aside
Nature's choice began its ebb and flow, though the cosmos retained its level
Pain dispelled by anger, and no place to go, so Satan stayed to revel
I clenched my teeth, fist and eyes, happy with roads I'll never know,
long in silence to sit and devise, unending joy to see you go
Stars align without knowledge boon, ghostly sigh for lovers scorn
Of paths divided so soon, in hopes of a child's eye, to be reborn
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Far off I was, engaged in guessing,
all the while thinking I was stressing
All that was spoken to see
From the heavenly bodies through birds that sing
To me
And soon or later, it was thought
Amid the distant crater sought
To keep safe my soul, I paid and bought -
When beneath the trees I chose to walk
When run dry a river of faces left in uproar
Here up high did my spirit soar
And there in love’s secret embrace
I found shadow of passion I might chase
Soon begat from faces three
A song a rhythm so set me free
And the race for change I did pursue
But a deeper pain it did imbue
All heart was made feel for better
Yet this keys now found, no place for hateful fetter
And trees still grew to broaden the shade
In the cool - deeper farewell I bade
Many false paths, detours that shook
Let not break my step upon a road I first took
But Sharpen and enhance it did
For an endeavor I long have bid
Long alone I sit, long ago I sat,
Deeply did my heart sing, not for this or that
Which I walked, shaded along this path
Once bothered by delay, and set to wrath
Slowly the shade reveals the breadth of the sun
Encouragement bade, enabled to run
And frightful joy at seeds once sown
- darker nights revealed a face my own
Here at last I feel at best
And reason herself may stop to rest
But how can one stop that's always in play
The nights true purpose revealed in the day
Most paths amid the tress
Point across from one to the next,
And day is won, with grit and might,
But day’s true worth is seen at night
Purpose found at the cost of perfection
Echoes in sleep of cosmic inception
The whispers speak of a distant shore
In a land of laughter I’ve come to abhor
She told me once and never again
At the well of the abyss in sands of sin
I begged and pleaded in desperate call
But I came too soon to bear the pall
She loved me still to send me back
raising up - beyond this I would not
Withstand the fall
And this beyond my path was clear
Knowledge boon could now be won
And above I rose, could choose to peer
Above the trees, clouds and sun
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My charge renewed, though battered and bare
I Feel the breeze of debt repaid
And here a few - I must confess - slipped past my stare,
In autumn stayed
This star I thought was there to stay
For its decommission never made
Still I sought within the glade
No child balk, or chide or aide
There far beyond the shadows dim
No response, in earth or heaven
Echoed back to soul unleavened
While joy parades, Gray and grim
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I see a road, it is revealed
As paths leveled, coming close
The fluctuations made even the road,
Enticing the hand of Cosmic repeal
I see a face I have long rested
In hatred and revile
through callus was met with smile
For things then hated - now time tested
The croon is evermore, for questing twists and turns
Passion’s comedy is flitting, free
Think not any of it was lost on me
In the moon i heard it call, to besting passions spurns
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Passion takes many forms
Absence leads away
From road meant in all it’s sway
And dunks on waters full of scorn
And passion grew with hate imbued
Those forking paths foregone
outsending two from other’s song
And rations place for fate intrude
Here I count within the hour
Friends - twice over
No place to make amends -
An unlikely twist of sweet and sour
Love and hate both honest in this place
Words confusing mitigate
After hours growing late
And runner up may yet control the pace
A boy I was and hateful true
In comedy reality rings
Owing to the peasant like a king
Such passion were held in place of you
Now in this moments freezing
I wear pride with my grin
After all our paths uneasing
That I should welcome back a friend.
Nov 19, 2025
Nov 19, 2025 at 4:42 PM UTC
I'm coming home to a place that I once knew
I'm coming back to something that was true
I stopped running away when I got so tired
I turned around: it was all that love required
You were waiting for me with arms wide open
You paid it no heed how I had been broken
I never knew you could love me just as I am
I never realized how much I was like a lamb
I never thought you ever really cared
I never felt you near when I was scared
I ran away and slammed the door
I shut you out and wanted nothing more
I felt abandoned, betrayed, cold and alone
But the last thing I wanted was to come back home
You still want me: the world's biggest fool
You picked me, a tiny fish in a great big pool
You chose me from the very beginning
You look at me and can't stop grinning
I find myself standing at a crossroads
Left or right follow where the wind blows
Looking down dusty road and faded track
One step, two step: I'm on my way back
I'm headed back home again this day
How will it be and what will the people say
Lord, what I need is a brand-new start
For family is home and home is in the heart
Dec 12, 2024
Dec 12, 2024 at 9:13 PM UTC
Jesus calls out to us: "Come to Me"
And, filled with faith, we walk upon the sea
With our eyes upon the master, we rise above
And we walk to him with hearts full of love
But then we look down and see just where we are
We falter and start to sink after we came so far
We reach out for Jesus to save us again
We lost our focus and what happened then?
We have all been prodigal
We have all been dead in our sin
We have all denied the Father
And wanted our own life to begin
We have chased things that leave us empty
We have consumed things that do not satisfy
We have searched for love in all the wrong places
We hit rock bottom, ready to break down and cry
We are in the land of loss and suffering
We brought this upon ourselves
Wandering in the barren lands
Chained up in our own personal hells
Eventually we come to our senses
We see the price that our actions cost
We come crawling back to our home
But we are back; we are no longer lost
We are filled with sorrow and remorse
But the past is in the past; right now, we celebrate
"Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet
The finest wine put in his cup and meat upon his plate"
Today, all of Heaven rejoices with a grand feast
Light and life arise like the morning sun in the east
There is now much laughter and music and dance
The colors are more vivid, and my senses enhanced
We will come from suffering to celebration
We will come to a more perfect relation
We will know the true joy of Easter morn
Because, from out of suffering, we have been borne
Lord, thank you for your saving grace and for calling us to yourself. We are called to rise above the trials and storms of life, and we can when we keep our eyes fixed on you. But we lose focus Lord, we doubt, and we are pulled under. Save us Lord and give us the courage to step out on the water and go where you call us. We also pray that you would see us through the suffering to celebrate with you again. Help us be mindful of our sins and soften our hearts to be remorseful and repentant so we may rise with you in your resurrection. Amen.
We will close with these words:
"There's no one more thankful to sit at the table than the one who best remembers hunger's pain. And no heart loves greater than the one that is able to recall the time when all it knew was shame". --Steven Curtis Chapman "Remember Your Chains"
Nov 20, 2024
Nov 20, 2024 at 10:41 PM UTC
"Go deep son!"
I run deep for the long one
But there's no one
The ball doesn't come
Now I'm just on the run
A prodigal, no, a wayward unwanted only son
With no distinction of direction between to or from someone
I'd give everything for a destination
I'd give it all for a connection
I'd settle for a distraction
Or even a sliver of affection
©2024
Feb 8, 2024
Feb 8, 2024 at 4:34 PM UTC
Different diminsion
Different Parralell
Different Universe
Im not from here
I was built
The odds defy 8 billion people
All i ask
Believe when God comes knocking
I love you
May we Pray
In Gods name
AMEN
Nov 29, 2023
Nov 29, 2023 at 9:18 PM UTC
If I could only
grasp the wind,
perhaps I'd know
how freedom feels..
And to find it
once again
would take the blisters
off my heels..
For now, I'm lonely -
scratchin' skin
beneath the rags of
where I've been..
Tiptoeing around
a broken mind -
afraid of falling in..
If I could only catch
my breath, perhaps
I'd make my
way back home
And if I could find
you waiting there,
then I'd never
have to roam
For now, I'm tired,
but I keep walking
in search of what
I left behind -
hoping it didn't die
somewhere inside
my broken mind
Oct 18, 2023
Oct 18, 2023 at 5:14 PM UTC
never
wont ever find a man like Z
i achieve
wont ever find a man like Z
g when i ball you cant lie ,
you shall fail i shall win,
this a classic,
so call me the only **** real g left,
i believe its true, awaiting destiny,
here down to my last breathe,
wont ever find a man like Z
in the suites like crispy creme,
yall know it hurts,
backlash,
when you try an **** with me,
you know i ball till i fall,
projects laws from the block,
lil homies fresh out on bail,
ready to promote fear,
fort knox on the scale *****
same story,
******* looking for some glory,
bet they will snitch,
like the game is told,
fame came with gold,
no second place trick,
thats how the code goes,
ain shedding no more tears,
even if homie gets locked up,
makes you think,
shouldnt have put the body in the trunk,
hit the **** you know the deal,
its only right B,
im here for you from the beginning,
yall wont ever have a man like Z,
"bring out the best in you, come **** with me,
my destinys your destiny, yall wont ever find a man like Z,
~in the future we will be, together forever its our destinys, yall wont ever find a man like Z,"~
things wont be the same oh my lord i might blow my brains,
let the money rain, theres no more pain, fall in like bootcamp were war fearless, dodging enemy fire, no paid holidays just a lethal business,
by now they hear me, this aint no draw, droppin bodies, barely surviving, come try an stop me youll die fast, because its our hobby,
no test, no heaven descent, i stay prepped with sticks youll die when i squeeze the trigger *****
looking down on the nation, considering world ********** ive seen people give up like noone loves them,
how deep do will we sink? you think im gonna drown? other countries go down with the push of a button, so dont make me push it yet,
dont try an play me, everything i own i earned from work, i wont let you confiscate it,
call me the PRESIDENT, i stay blowing trees, so put my song on the radio, going down in history, yall wont ever have a man like Z,
~"bring out the best in you, come **** with me,
my destinys your destiny, yall wont ever find a man like Z,
in the future we will be, together forever its our destinys, yall wont ever find a man like Z,"~
i pray that you listen, i promise to be there, im hurting so bad, this has to be hell,
at a young age i said father forgive me, confess my sins, so how can i win and not be a victim ? GOD **** ******* get tossed i died alone,
talk to my homie in prison, till my phone died, i tried, this isnt right/ my boys got 25 to life, back to the drawing board one more time, go die,
send some comisary down the log, no more lines, ****** up how they gotta sleep in the penetentiary they whole lives,
tragedy, this cant be, outlaw till im dead, serving up these fiends, hit up my tre deuce set, drop the elbows an get to coasting, chick want my d bad, got that ***** straight bussin,
when will i be free a equal citizen of this foreighn body, this your boo baby, your lover an home body, yall wont ever have a man like Z,
~"bring out the best in you, come **** with me,
my destinys your destiny, yall wont ever find a man like Z,
in the future we will be, together forever its our destinys, yall wont ever find a man like Z,"~
Mar 15, 2019
Mar 15, 2019 at 4:09 PM UTC
Bread of Life seed that dies to be reborn
You shine so bright like the sun in the morn
You blanket the heavens at night with the stars
Divine Physician come heal our scars
We are your people called by your name
By your word I let go of my guilt and shame
Your love reaches the depths of my inmost being
I lay my burdens down at your feet and it is freeing
I place my trust in you and walk across the water
I am but clay in the hands of the master potter
Keeping my eyes fixed on you I will not be afraid and sink
You are the living well from which I drink
In your Spirit my soul is alive and I am living well
You are the healing rain when I am in a dry spell
Come to me and hear me now, meet me here this day
Bless me and look kindly upon me listen while I pray
I cannot feel you near where are you hide not your face
Come now and bathe me in your love and grace
You are my breath my strength and my hope
You are my lifeline a safety rope
I look to you Oh Lord my God I need to see some sign
That you are still there and your hand is still holding mine
Renew me Lord my heart is burdened and heavy
I'm tired of running and fighting and maybe I'm ready
To start coming back so run to me as I come home still far
He'll take you back and hold you close and meet you where you are
Be at peace and come start to heal
Know that I am God and that I am real
Amen
Sep 16, 2017
Sep 16, 2017 at 11:12 PM UTC
there are sometimes a vast silence between us,
it started as a small divide.
there seems to be a vast ocean separating me from you,
and yet love remains.
no matter how small or how big the space between us,
remember I love you, I am grateful for you, and I forgive you.
Words need not be spoken, but just know that I am always here
ready to embrace you in love to welcome you home.
Aug 4, 2017
Aug 4, 2017 at 9:35 AM UTC
Insurmountable.
Like ocean, where ships set sail.
Prodigal and free.
iamthe_avatar ©2017
Mar 9, 2017
Mar 9, 2017 at 4:03 AM UTC
I know my father will be back home crying because of me,
And even though with him is where i need to be,
There is another out there calling out for me,
The one they said will give me pleasure and ecstacy.
They say there are chains and shackles there,
But those are the words of those who fear,
My heart is dark and it doesn't care,
A new adventure is worth the dare.
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 12:44 PM UTC
it dawned on me as i
brushed my teeth this
cold and frigid Sunday morning
that Christianity is predicated on
caricatures of morality and desiccated
imagery guilt-tripping and manipulating
the emotionally malleable with sycophantic
fantasies of sempiternal enmity
simmering infernally within dogmatic
magma melting mundane minds
we aren't made in the
image of the invisible
and the more i study
the face looking back
in the mirror i can't seem
to find a single similarity
between you and me
you've spent nearly fifty years
in service to a deity Nietzsche buried
half a century bent-kneed but
somehow i'm the one who
needs to try an open mind
in the face of such
deafening and deadly hypocrisy
is it any surprise i rose
in revolt against this
putrid apparatus of control
it's sad
you see
you fancy yourself an image
of the Nazarene but you're
so unlike your savior
a Sadducee dancing like a cobra
to the whimsical melodies of
snake-oil peddlers so
by all means
pray for me
the clouds can't hear
your desperate pleas this
galaxy is apathetic to our
finite and fragile existence
a momentary blip on the radar of
a fourteen billion year old universe
yet you possess the audacity
to believe an intergalactic being
instilled you with predestiny so
you can judge and condemn just
like the villains in
your beloved fairy tales
tell me the truth
do you even read
the lines of red bled
across the ancient pages
of your gospels or do
you just pretend that
Jesus said whatever
makes you happy
clearly you fancy yourself
the center of the universe but
as much as i hate to be
the bearer of bad news
the world revolves around the sun
not the Son of Man
i'd rather brave the depths of hell
than grovel before your
narcissistic King of Kings
i will never beg for
you to forgive me
i freed my mind and like
a canary in a coal mine i'm
insistently pointing towards the exit
so crucify me if you will
even you couldn't escape the irony
abandon your holy text for works
of art and philosophy and science
your scriptures are a tale
told by an idiot
full of sound and fury
signifying nothing
i will not relent in my
blasphemous semantics
nor repent for my perceived iniquity
your Christ is interned within
an unmarked grave outside Jerusalem
and before long now we
will all join him
though admittedly not in
the fashion you'd imagined
there is no feast prepared
for my inevitable homecoming
so keep your ring
a golden band reminding
those who read the
anthologies of history of
property and slavery
i'll deny until i die
i won't bind my mind to
your tepid theology
i am not the prodigal son
Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 12:00 AM UTC
With ships sailing from dusk to dawn,
this is when God finds His prodigal sons.
Who swim in circles
searching the shore.
With sails filling from rise to fall,
this is how God hears His son's mournful calls.
Which flutter and fail
through winds wailing more.
With sands shifting from near to far,
this is why God knows His sons live for stars.
That burn and die
leaving them an empty core.
With souls trailing from up to down,
this is where God sees His sons stroke toward ground.
Where He watches ready
to open His heart's beating door.
Oct 3, 2011
Oct 3, 2011 at 5:10 PM UTC
Sometimes as I lay still, eyes closed,
Bathed in memories,
Of riveting detail,
I'm not unlike Gulliver, on an island , pinned down by the Liliputs.
Awake, but, I do not know where ,shackled as I am,in time and space,
by these snippets of reverie,staking claim
to my mind
And I am for now, a felled giant.
Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 11:10 AM UTC
the journey home is difficult ,
but worth every moment of struggle
to be at my father's celebration of my return.
Jul 12, 2014
Jul 12, 2014 at 3:45 PM UTC