Crossing The Road of The Uneasy

'When you sleep and know it not
The grey dog creeps among you.
In your sleep, you twist, your soul hurts you.
The grey dog is chewing your entrails.
Then call on Jesus
The grey dog caught me at the cross-roads
As I went down the road of sleep
And crossed the road of the uneasy.
The grey dog leapt at my entrails.
Jesus, call him off.
Lo! the Great One answers. Track him down!
Kill him in his unclean house.
Down the road of the uneasy
You track the grey dog home
To his house in the heart of a traitor,
A thief, a murderer of dreams.
And you kill him there with one stroke,
Crying: Jesus, is this well done?
That your sleep be not as a cemetery
Where dogs creep unclean.'

poem by Tony Chabaputa
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Song of the Great King

Who chooses not to dwell in love?
Has he got wisdom?
Is he part of the one who dwells in heaven above?
A set on love will do no wrong
A friend to love, a foe to evil
In love’s service, a foe to evil will let no evil touch him
To learn the truth at daybreak and die at eve were enough
A gentleman has no likes and no dislikes below heaven. He follows right
A gentleman considers what is right;
the vulgar consider what will pay
When evil meets thee, search thine own heart
“Who contains himself goes seldom wrong
A gentleman wishes to be slow to speak and quick to act
In the king’s presence he lookes intent and solemn
When the king bids him receive guests
His knees are bound to bend
His face seems to change
He bows left and right to those beside him
Straightenes his robes in front and behind
And speeds forward, his elbows spread like wings

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poem by Tony Chabaputa
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