Gabriel whispered in mine ear
His archangelic poesie.
How can I write? I only hear
The sobbing murmur of the sea.

Raphael breathed and bade me pass
His rapt evangel to mankind;
I cannot even match, alas!
The ululation of the wind.

The gross grey gods like gargoyles spit
On every poet's
holy head;
No mustard-seed of truth or wit
In those curst furrows, quick or dead!

A tithe of what I know would cleanse
The leprosy of earth; and I -
My limits are like other men's.
I must live dumb, and dumb must die!

Wow, i’m sick of my heart aching
Living life without the colours in me
Faith has lost it’s sole meaning
For those who lost obedience to it
You’re my evangel, i don’t need salvation
You’re an angel, who needs the other kingdom?
You’re my divine constellation
My world doesn’t spin
Unless i think of you when i drink
My world doesn’t spin
Until i get dizzy and i cease to be
I’ve seen enough cruelties
People don’t have gospels, only gossips
“Believers” they call themselves, only heretics
None of those will get into heaven, nobody
I lost them years ago, i don’t need the keys
You’re my evangel, i don’t need salvation
You’re an angel, who needs the other kingdom?

"The Refused Part Two"

We must hold the lines
No more drills
No more compromise
When the worlds barrage us  
With lightning and drive-bys
Cesarian messiahs
Nations deified
We defy
All of their abuse
Stand tall
All The Refused

History stammers
When truth is hammered
By humanistic holograms
Facts edited for one hundred grand
They'll impose new realities
Blessed *******
Proud plurality
Invitations to kiss their wrists
Pray to the state
Silently submit
BUT!
The faithful must not sign their truce
Stand in the Lord
All the Refused

We know
WE KNOW where our answers are
Rightly divide
Pull apart
Each lawless judge
Each merciless czar
The pawns of nations
Built by oligarchs
To tip the scales of justice
And sew sin in the yard
Stay grounded in truth
Renovated children
All The Refused

There is no glory
In their lesser laws
Secular cures
Palaces of straw
Night and day
They claim to save
With the pagan ways
Of their savior state
God becomes the institution
With idolized science
And cultural revolutions
All we can do is remain astute
Through faith in Christ
All the Refused

We the Refused
To promote perfect union
Cast down the witchery
Of humanistic confusion
Their messianic state
Their Socialist ways
Their lust for dominion
And unending praise
We cling to Jehovah
We sing the Evangel
We pray each day
For the demise of tyrannical scandals
What else can we do
But deny revised history
And fabricated new?
Train your minds to study Truth
This is war
All the Refused

The flakes rested a moment on my head before finishing the race. I was engendering spirits visible of grace. Into the night fog I was walking like an enchanted! When I kneeled to tie my leather boots, I was paying respect to the emerald universe above. Tonight I think about you again.
Love-drunk, teeter and totter, hobble and wabble
because my spirit remembers our resonance
Tonight we are far from each other
Tonight I'm hungry (of you), darling
My irrepressible love volleying bombardments
only by the knowledge of your lips could it be solaced
Yellow dry reeds puzzle me greatly. Walking under the cloak of humanism. A penetrating enlightement. My scarf's blowing, and I barely feel my face. O my muse, blues possessed me tonight. I will cry from missing you.

My hands smell like a lemon
The air is dulce and tastes like predestination
A partying rebel, parleying devil, but part-time constable
A layman evangel, silent gospel, and full time antechapel
Self-tailored, not mass-produced
A mirage of myself burns in the fog, and I disappear into the eternal forest
Therein I pray, play, and praise like a child
and my quilted words fly away like riptides
and only the residue of magnificence stays on my lips,
the fragrance of moonlight

My heroine, my dear adventress
Take a good rest. Adios.