[the apostate]

Sincerely, Friend.

2010-10-19T06:42:00.003-08:00

My name is Friend,
I have a helping hand to lend.
Let me show you the earth.
Let me show you your worth.
Your intelligence is astounding.
Your figure is blinding.
You are perfect in every way,
Your wisdom flows from what you say.
Do not fear Fate,
It is simply a word of hate.
Trust me you are no liar,
There is no danger of Hell fire.
There is no Deity.
The idea is of insanity.
In fact you can be god,
Do your hearts wish with a nod.
So stick it to the Man,
Go ahead and take a stand.
Search yourself to find your path,
There is no reason to fear His wrath.
There is no wrong,
Only that which does belong.
You are what's right,
None can stand against to fight.
You are to good to live this life,
There's to much anger with so much strife.
Grasp tightly to your destiny,
Open wide your eyes and see.
There is no fear in dying,
Those who say so are just lying.
Death sets you free,
It lets you do, act, experience and be.
So here's the knife,
Take your life.
There's the vein,
Yes your sane.
Slide it fast,
Let is pass.
Don't stop yet,
There's no time to fret.
Hold your breath,
Embrace this Death.
Lay your head down to sleep,
Pray to me your soul I'll keep,
You're about to die you will not wake,
I keep my promise your soul I ----.

My name is Friend,
I have a helping hand to lend.
My other name is Satan,
But it's so evil and so blatant.
Trust me I am the Liar,
There's so much danger in this Hell fire.
There is a Deity,
Your disbelief was insanity.
Death set you free,
Now with me forever you'll be.
Last night I handed you a knife,
Last night was the night you ended your life.

The Melody

2010-09-07T06:04:00.005-08:00

[This is the sequel poem to "The Dance" found here]

The dancers kept on dancing,
The bells kept their ringing,
The angels kept on shouting,
The voices kept on singing.

In the ballroom were the Lost,
Sin's work was not yet done.
The Light stood arms wide open,
Shining as the radiant son.

Chaos still roamed,
Confusion still existent,
But the Light was hard at work,
Begging and pleading, always persistent.

Sin's smile was full of malice,
His heart was full of despair.
The way he consumed the Lost,
Was anything but fair.

"What is fair?", the Light asked me,
"This isn't their choice", I replied.
"Did you choose Me?", He smiled back.
But to this, I denied.

"Why did You not choose them?", I asked cautiously,
"I will explain to you now", He said.
"They do not care of the sacrifice I made,
They do not remember the day I bled."

"You ask what's fair,
But I established it.
Do I force them to love me,
Or to do what's fit?"

"Tell me your plan,
Of how it is better.
I know their hearts, their names,
Right down to the very last letter."

Fearfully I spoke and said,
"Make them dance with me,
They'll hear the melody,
They'll see the beauty."

"I would hold them forever,
Grasp until they see Your Light.
Should they be permamently blind,
I would step in to win their fight."

"Then they will beat Sin,
Then they will be free.
No more murky vision,
Your Light letting them see."

"Stop right there", He intervened.
"How is that fair?
By the very same question you pose to me,
You are caught in your personal snare."

"If you make them act,
It is not chosen on their own.
One day a debt to you must be paid,
Your goodness is just a temporary loan."

"You by yourself are not strong enough,
You alone will lose to Sin.
Only I the Light defeated him,
Only I the Light can win."

"Once again I say to you,
Define to Me what is fair?
Tell Me of the sacrifice it cost,
The incomprehendable pain to bare?"

"I chose you out of a fervent passion,
I know that you would want Me.
I love you to much to stop at that,
For you soul's sake to let you be."

"A forced dance would have poor motions,
Clumsy bodies and wobbly feet,
Our dance would faulter all to soon,
We would lose our step, our beat."

"A failed dance is Hell's fury,
Worse than no dance at all.
So I leave Sin to dance with them,
During that gloomy ball."

"Kill Sin, beat him forever,
Silence him!", I bodly exclaimed.
"Cut him off so he does not harm,
Stop him!", I proclaimed.

"For those who seek to find Me,
He stays but his time is short.
My plan to save My people,
He eagerly will try to thwart."

"If he is gone their is no choice,
While he remains I will always save.
So for now he must dance with them,
Regardless of how he will behave."

Left speechless what could I say.
Somewhere in His paradoxal ways,
The Light chose me as His,
And He is mine all my days.

He knows the void deep within,
That longing, empty space,
Only by His presence made whole,
Overfilled by His glorious face.

His knowledge exceeds my own,
His understanding none can contend.
I am blessed to say He is my Healer,
My Father, my Dancer, my Friend.

- C. T. Warren

The Dance

2010-09-06T14:19:00.000-08:00

Two identities on one floor,
The great dance within,
On one side stands Light,
On the other stands Sin.

For a time danced only one,
The toxic of the two,
Then the Light came in,
And made this life anew.

But oh, the terrific struggle,
An all consuming fire!
Should Sin overcome the Light forever,
Then God would be made a liar.

Sin shading darker the error of my ways,
Leading and cooing my soul, as the natural dancer.
Sin is weak, pathetic, self-empowered, and manipulative,
By the power of Light it is reduced to an ailing cancer.

Lo, the answer scrolled back and revealed,
There is but One hope for an eternal life.
The Light, He makes me whole,
He begins the healing, He begins the inner strife.

Light cuts between me and my dancer,
The song still playing as Light clasps me tight.
He whispers to me gently, "I love you",
Then turns to Sin and bodly declares, "I have won this night!"

Filled with evil the first dancer seeks my destruction,
Sin seeks to cut me off from the Light.
To bring me back into the horrific corruption,
To dance with me once more and find victory in the fight.

In terror I cried out to the Light,
With compassion He smiled as we now danced chest to chest,
The comfort, the unfailing, the all fulfilling love,
My soul has now met my soul's Singer, God's best.

My eyes were then opened as I looked all around,
Sin had his sight set on many more prey,
Fear overwhelmed me as Sin danced with the others,
I had to do something but what could I say?

Knowing my thoughts the Light looked upon me,
He understood my intentions, my desiring heart.
A tear slipped down those glowing cheeks,
With sadness in His voice He explained He had done His part.

They rejected the Light, they rejected His ways,
The song almost ending would they remain forever blind?
Did they not get it, they were deceived, they were fooled,
Convinced in themselves that salvation they could find!

The song entered the last of its chorus,
What would happen next after my song?
This ballroom is all that I know,
Where else in this universe do I belong?

Then again with joy did the Light look in my eyes,
I knew right then that I would be by His side,
Forever and eternal, the Light overcame Sin,
God did not lose nor doth He lie.

Finally the note had rung its last,
Holding my hand the Light took me to His place,
There was music there, complimented with dancing,
Then I saw something special, I saw it in His face.

He reminded me of His love, of His unfailing grace,
He whispered His name that I so unworthily now know,
It did not matter now what journeys lay on,
Because I am convinced in my heart He is by me where I go.

My song had been accomplished, I was faithful in the dance.
I had my fears, my doubts, my pain,
But in the end what all I went through, both good and bad,
Were meant for my betterment and are now considered my gain.

Sin will keep dancing until the Light dances with he,
Then can Sin not stand it anymore,
Sin will pay for the actions he committed, his end is near,
The consequences repayed from the actions he bore.

So I will keep on dancing to the song that I hear,
The song it rings with all of God's might,
I have found my song's purpose, my dance's cause,
I have found all I ever needed in the all-loving Light.

- C. T. Warren

Forgiving Wound

2010-09-06T14:17:00.001-08:00

Your words they cut me like a jaggered razor,
You declare your never dying affection,
But the utterances you project,
Have left my soul in anguished perplexion.

Love is not love if it's bound by a promise,
It cannot be a forced decision,
Trust me, understand how I am,
I use the most careful precision.

Have faith in me, have faith in yourself,
Believe me when I say that you taught me well.
The separation and conflict amongst us two,
It hurts, it destroys, it's a window into Hell.

You who knew me best became my Judas Iscariot,
With words filled with malice a proclamation announced.
With a pervasive manner you cursed my being,
From love to hate your curse was pronounced.

I want no part in the life you demand,
To forgive is to let go, forget the wrongdoings,
Become unbitter and pursue the unfamiliar,
My endeavors are fulfilled and now time alone will show.

Your way is not the way.
Other options still exist.
I have grown and matured, My will is made strong,
I know to persist.

The void you have cut out has wrecked my soul,
What can I do more to remove this heart ache?
Will God open up, will He hear me once more?
Will He bring great aid for my souls sake?

I need You God, I need Your mercies,
Abba, Daddy, heal the wounds that confound me.
My Judas had so much I am left tied in a knot,
The bindings so tight only You can set me free.

Pick me up, make me move on.
My head is pounding, a sure sign of the strumbling mind.
My heart's been removed for now,
Apathy breathes in me with no desire to find.

Life is far from the end,
I will continue and I will prevail.
Tears will fall and nights will have sorrows,
With an unbeatable pursuit I shall avail.

I love you, I always will,
But for my sake I look ahead.
Never to forget you do I leave with scars,
Those wounds to remember the times that I bled.

Should you change and accept,
I will stand by you again.
We will pick up where we left,
A new start and alas we will begin.

- C. T. Warren

Outcry

2010-09-06T14:13:00.002-08:00

Another day forgotten, another wound reopened,
The sun sets as dusk befalls the people,
Where will we go when the aching turns to numbness,
Where is my Healer, where is Thy steeple?

I scream out in unbearable agony,
But the silence, it mocks me.
I plead for a saving mercy, a powerful hand,
But Death overcomes me.

In utter despair do I carry on,
I flinch, I bleed, I cry out, I have no where to turn,
Into eternal darkness do I reach forth my hands,
But on the first Hell remains many soon to learn.

I blame them all, I blame you,
You who held the answer of Grace.
You stabbed me, you beat me,
You left me to kiss Death face-to-face.

You hate me, you hate them,
You shut your lips, you blew out your light.
Left us to suffer in vain and alone,
To continue a losing fight.

So now I am here left to cringe,
Congratulations to you select few,
Those who remained quiet and ashamed,
My fate was sealed from the start, so thanks be to you.

The sun may rise tomorrow,
But my breath found its last.
My time here was the best I know,
But my how time went fast!

My final remarks I leave for you,
To suffer much and drink Death's cup,
Perhaps you were somehow misled,
I yearn for you to join me and sup.

- C. T. Warren