Embrace the Turmoil

 

1.

Don't seek Christ, when you want Peace;

to be the respected scholar, the leader revered.

Christ, like enmity, to glimpse the void haste;

to embrace the Turmoil, torrent of Hail-fire face!

To be bitten by the spider, until all in you sear:

to loose all paths and guidance, including the Fear!

Seek the Champion, the Shield and Sword, Ravens Feast!

2.

Don't seek the Cross, to be dandy and cool;

its not for fashion, nor if you want to blues.

Seek it for peril, to go to Hell and back, fooled;

when you chase the fairy and devils, crued.

Like the Angel of Hesekiel, charging never choose

to turn. The spit and eating shit your boost;

to hold the line and be the Custodian loose.

3.

What is your choice, Life in Christ, or bury the dead;

friendship with Worlds, is enmity with those, who serve!

To wash the hands and feet of the cross-roads, who bled;

make yourself useful or don't bother to get ahead!

Christ for the Hell's Angel; Navy Seal, G.I Joe unnerved;

to break down and heal others, charge forward fervent.

What say, Heathen or Atheist, Christian, Deus Vult, be Led!