***I Am Your Song by Vox Anon

zion song

I Am Your Song

i am your song

my own worst enemy

my only friend

the flesh

the devil & our enemies

coming of age atrocities

futurephiliacs phobicities

cruel is the new kind

the age of consequence

the age of consent why

to glut your hunger

to slake your thirst

old wine skin songs

like dew forms jewels

uncrowned tears

uncrying zion longs for us

orphaned widowed & poor

fresh on threshing floor

myrrful dirges perfume

air thick black tendrils

pouring souls over

skins strings fissures schisms

secret sins expose those who

thought the sun was god who

thought the universe revolved

around her ringfinger

dollhouses of old

dead as wood stone clay & gold

playthings we are

kingdom come not pawns

scent of your gift

bittersweet lavender

safflower & cinnamon

oil of lebanon

milk white sky

captive we crawl

sick whip burns

distillers of strong

proud flesh now shy

prostrate we fall

mirthful mockery

unclean mirror wisdom she

calls to us yet we heed

beds made of

scarlet crimson ruby

harlot darkness & shadows

by the rivers of babylon

bathed in blasphemy

break the fangs & teeth

broke the jaws & keys

now cured

the cursed & criminal

sovereign love

makes holy the impure

malcontent 6 senses void

incomplete joy

peace weep no more

food for worms

marrow warmth

comfort & mourn

good news for all roars

through & to all who will hear

nation tribe tongue

arise transcendent

phoenixes priests

the line of melchizedek

the lion of judah

opens hearts & skulls

rampant guardant

like tender scrolls

triumphant passant

royal blood

root of david

the few the narrow

the hated & the hatred

people of the risen king

not people of the cross

cowards killers boast

saints martyrs return home

they show us our faith yet

we fear not the 1st or 2nd death

we worship not persons pulpit or

church architecture

made by the hands of man

we hang our hearts & harps

contrite we bring gifts

broken we bring obedience

unbearable unmitigated joy is ours

rehearsing eternity

not in word but in song

in our weakness He is strong

bought ingrafted & kin

inheritors of new heaven new earth

we are preperfect instruments

below angels above insects

suffer well creatures

children of their creator

the flesh

the devil & our enemies

they think of us a toy

but the Lord has set us

above His highest joy

 

vox anon 2015

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psalm 137: 1-6

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