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As I’ve noted throughout this series, cities are complex places, displaying all shades of reality–best to worst. The New Jerusalem (as described in Revelation 21), however, is the eternal city that we look forward to as Christians that will not be plagued by systemic racism, corrupt leadership, anger, pain, or any other kind of evil.Continue reading “The City Part 5: The Man Who Entered Through Judah’s Gate”

Don’t look back to Empty evenings Scenes that drained life to The dregs. Death is there, Pronounced with Lightning destruction. Ezekiel too decried The folly of heinous lovers Devoting sacred gifts to Buyers indiscriminately. The evenings of empires Look back to History and decay from Golden ages. . But, fighting wars Requires digging trenches; UnearthingContinue reading “Trenches”

These tracks are just tracks; Calm edifices, cool shade over  A busy street. Life flows by underneath, Strolling in suits and skirts With professional gait, Never pausing for the thunder overhead. These tracks, the arms of progress, Lending helpful hands to efficiency and thrivation. . Those tracks are traps; Cold, steel fingers over A dismalContinue reading “The City Part 4: Tracks”

Modern Thinker on the late bus southbound Considers columns and pillars, Ripped jeans and skaters. Nonsense and cogency–life in a mixture. Suits in alleys, Kill-count tallies, And flowers in cracked concrete Where poverty greets . Death. And breath . That fills also folds with smoke. The broke and the homeless, Facing the coldness In heartsContinue reading “The City Part 3: Modern Thinker”

Last night, The sidewalk was Your House. Your people laughed and praised— In all colors— Under the streetlight of Your Truth. –N.R. 8/3/19 Psalm 26:8 says, “I love the house where you live, O Lord, the place where your glory dwells.” Being in the Old Testament, this psalm is talking about the Israelite temple inContinue reading “The City Part 2: The Sidewalk”

When in the streets and city light I wander, And see the throngs of people rushing by, I then survey their desperate hearts asunder, And trust my God to know He hears their cry, Then sings my soul, my Savior God to thee How great thou art, How great thou art! Then sings my soul,Continue reading “The City Part 1: When In the Streets (How Great Thou Art)”

Our lives are snowflakes this April, Melting suddenly as they hit the ground. So we froze, suspending Ourselves in skyscrapers, Paused and muted. – Silent lightning cracks the sky above, A full moon peaks through the clouds, And fresh air blows off the unrestrained lake. The world will spin on– – And we loosen ourContinue reading “Snowflakes This April”

A poem is a mind condensed; all menace, tumult, and ecstasy delivered with density. This is a poem I wrote about two years ago about the nature of poetry itself. Poetry distills an experience to its most potent expression, leaving no words wasted or haplessly placed. It can contain great emotional depth, intellectual prowess, andContinue reading “A Mind Condensed”