Peter Rocks (With No Apology)

Hunt for God, the Devil finds you
Lock the gates of Hell you're through
Who when the Almighty visits tells him what he has to do?

Who said 'Let there be light' -
It hits thee straight - it does not bend
It bounces off the moon all day
He made the sun a friend

By that word the living - every living thing
But by that word the Lord destroyed
The world is still recovering

Flowing waters over head ascended while descending
Oceans blew the deep erupting
God's torrential anger spending

While that word reserved for fire
globally the land and water
God is patient, everyone -
Well, come, now, his son or daughter

Came the rainbow Scripture says
The word is God is mending fences
Every color light can stream
together mercy evidences
Mercy, coming to our senses
Mercy, coming to our senses
©2011 Gary Ottoson | II Peter3 : 1-10

Seconds (Hunger For Hope, 6: How Can I Complain?)

Hope today - Trust I do, and, do be not conformed
Love abandons greed and mammon, war the hopeless norm
Wall Street ditches people robbed and ruined, writhing, slain
but God the fire's burning, truly, how can I complain?

Alpha and Omega reign, O, how can I complain?

I sleep tonight - you are there - be there passing through
I am told again the world will end but when he wants it to
No worries in the morning when he wakes the sun up sane
God the fire's burning, truly, how can I complain?

No man rules agriculture - How can I complain?

All the wheat with water sun light rains down daily everywhere
Here we'll eat today with love and new loves will be there
As in the daily grinding into flour golden grain
God the fire's burning, truly, how can I complain?

With Alpha and Omega reigning, how can I complain?..
©2010-11 Gary Ottoson

Motion Pictures

There are signs and wonders visible to the naked eye
There are visions nightly - angels on occasion
Anyway, where the word of God draws nigh
There are creatures who aren't here in dislocation

There are cell towers standing along our highways
There must be cell phones and constant conversation
Talk is getting cheaper anyway
To people who are here in dislocation

There are vapor trails overhead - tails and streaks
There must be planes mid-air to destinations
Movement never ceases all the way - males and chics
People do arrive in dislocation

There are railroads from Jackson Hole to Jackson
There must be going to and from the stations
Every day a slow train through the desert
To the people who are here in dislocation

There are electric wires running up on pine poles
There must be cycling coal degeneration
Electrifying circuits, anyway
Through people who are here in dislocation

There are present future places in the past documentation
There must be for free a redemptive revelation
Some seekers wanna go there anyway
Locate those at home in dislocation..
 © 2011 Gary Ottoson