Pieces of flesh

Pieces of flesh
make their own bridges
to God
thirsty
man is a winding road
of hunger
and temptation
creating gods
as he goes along
“his merry way”
“his merry way”
giving God his crumbs
his heart is a violent
game
raked with glass
twisting in the scandal
of unforgiveness
another day
writhing in indulgence
until he vomits

Pieces of flesh
stabbing with its
pitchfork tongue
punctured soul
crowned with sin
addicted
and lost
flesh,
leaving a trail
of bleeding
as the bread crumbs
of his own self-sufficiency
pasting its own
flesh together
with heroin and alcohol,
yes,
lost in the flames
of ghost tears
scarred belligerent scream
sobbing angry daggers
child encased in throbbing flesh

Pieces of flesh
hidden underneath
the piles of rags;
of good deeds
burying their dead
to follow Jesus another day
marrying and drinking
boasting
with petrified hands
building houses on mounds
of sand,
smiling
with a fate as if sealed
every jagged soul
refuses
to surrender
and yet,
all the pieces have piled
up

to condemn you!!
to disqualify

Pieces of flesh
scratch with a victory
they do not have
defeating
deafening
shrills!
pieces of flesh
engrave death over your
heart
scrawled chunks of body
with its crooked tip
as if to own you!

Only one Flesh
has passed through
in Victory!
Only one has crucified it
to open Heaven!
to bring you up Higher
to take out the thorns
of every sin
born from the curse
of flesh
His Blood has Paid for
every bit of flesh
sin has spit out
you are not beholden!
to the pieces of flesh!
fallen on the sharp edges
sinner you are not a prisoner
to the prisons flesh has created
every good intention of flesh
still bleeding

Jesus has invited us to come
up Higher! Come up Higher!
do not live out life
rubbing glass
over flesh that is dying
Jesus has paid!
The nails He chose are His!
Not yours!
His flesh bled
to sing you to sleep
His Body poured out water
and blood
to bring you out of the mud pits
of flesh and despair
to call you by name!
Trumpets call you
to His Glory!
His were the pieces of flesh
strewn on the Path to Calvary
Surrender
the pieces of flesh
all of the pieces of religious ritual

sinner, He knocks on the door
of our hearts
the pieces of unrepentant flesh
have deformed
sinners, let us cast our hearts
at The Feet of Jesus!
He will anoint our eyes
to believe,
to share The Truth
of His Love,
To share The Life of His Son
The Mercy He has shown
He will open ears
to hear The Truth
of The Gospel
don’t let the pieces of flesh
strike your eyes with blindness

Don’t let the pieces of flesh
drown out His Voice
Now is The Accepted Time of Salvation!
don’t let the pieces of flesh raining down
disquiet you
the god of this world
is sending a dumb and mute spirit

Pieces of flesh caught and torn
scared child
jealous and petty bit of flesh
caught with the fornication of this age
in our mouths
spit it out
hurt and choked woman
in the grip of her husband
men whose flesh is whipping
in the blender of pornography
Hold out your arms
whisper silently
loudly

He knows the pieces of flesh you clutch at
with misguided affection
have murdered your soul

There is a Greater Love that lives
past the sufferings that breathe blood
there is a Greater God that stands
with Arms to shelter
to thaw the cold that has frozen
your life
into a stalemate

Yeshua stands in our place
of misery so profound
take the Hands pierced with nails
and the Heart that broke open
for mankind
your flesh though it bleeds now
and weeps
is not beyond redemption
look up with ripped eyelids
though you may be breathing
your last

Pieces of flesh
scarred and fallen

Though darkness grips you and knives rain over you
The Holy Spirit speaks life and comfort and joy and peace
you are not beyond the Veil of Redemption
Jesus, Our Messiah with Joy embraced rusty nails
to give you a crown
Jesus, Messiah endured a body so crushed
with Joy embraced the curse of the law
to open the doors of Heaven
so do not despair
the gates of hell have been breached
screaming demons wail
for time is seeping so quickly
through a temporal hour glass
no suffering is beyond the Hand of God
no heart so destroyed or beyond Love,
no dear child,
the Glory of Life is beyond the Veil
where eyes cannot yet behold
angels are waiting around the Throne
and rejoice
Worship with Joy that has no explanation
even as lions wait
even as fires burn hotter
even as knives are sharpened
sing with excellence there is a Glory
this world cannot describe
A Messiah whose heart burns for you
and the well of tears He has wept
pieces of broken flesh have fallen
on the road to bless you
to seek the Heart of the One who will Redeem it.

“As it is written:
There is none righteous,
no not one;
There is none who
understands;
There is none who seeks
after God.
They have all turned aside;
They have together
become unprofitable;
There is none who does
good, no, not one.
Their throat is an open
tomb;
With their tongues they
have practiced deceit.
The poison of asps is under
their lips
Whose mouth is full of
cursing and bitterness.
Their feet are swift to shed
blood;
Destruction and misery are
in their ways;
And the way of peace they
have not known.
There is no fear of God
before their eyes.”
(Romans 3:10-18)