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MS. RATCHET JAW

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MS. RATCHET JAW
      By Ken Blue

I encountered a lady the other day
Her verbosity left me in a daze
I tried to say a word, but would not be heard
She blasted me with every verbal phrase

She’d ask me a question and answer it quickly
She had no time for silence or pause
I said; as I held my head
“There’s something wrong with her jaws!”

A sky scraper was burning across the street
A mother and child leaped to their death
But, Ms. Ratchet Jaw never saw,
Nor did she stop to take a breath

Al-Qaeda bombed the Twin Towers
The buildings came tumbling down
But she was on a roll and would not be told
“It’s time to get out of town!”

Black clouds gathering in the sky
A freeze blew in on the wind
But Ms. Racket Jaw waited for the thaw
And started all over again

In one day I learned world history,
Wind velocity and criminal law
And she was unaware that I was even there,
And I learned it all from Ms. Ratchet Jaw

Some are predestined to listen
Others, predestined to talk
So if you’re inclined toward peace of mind
Beware with whom you walk
By Ken Blue 4/13/2006

LIFE IS UNFAIR

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LIFE IS UNFAIR
By Ken Blue

“Life is unfair” I heard a mother say,
As she placed her lifeless infant ‘neath the cold indifferent clay

“Life is unfair” an abandoned wife groaned,
As she clutched the letter to her heart while standing all alone

“Life is unfair” said a student not chosen for the team,
While others reach the top through their shrewd and cunning schemes

“Life is unfair” said a prisoner in his cell,
As greater injustice went unchecked inside his living hell

“Life is unfair” said a child with tearful eyes so sad,
As the court divided his life between his mom and dad

“Life is unfair” said a minority in a foreign land,
As others got the better jobs and the helping hand

“Life is unfair” the Heavenly Father explained,
“Adam made a willful choice and My Words he profaned”

Life is unfair while Satan rules and reigns,
Where death, heartache and misery fill his domain

“Life is unfair” will cease to be the cry,
When Jesus reigns on earth with his kingdom from on high

HELL

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HELL
By Ken Blue
Hell is a place you need not go
With its everlasting sufferings
As a blazing inferno

Hell has no breeze; not one drop of rain
To ease the inhabitants
From their eternal pain

Hell is the home of the lost and the damned
With no mercy possible
Says Father Abraham

Hell is a place where the soul never dies
Where those weeping and wailing
Never cease their cries

Hell is a place you need not go
Sin’s penalty was paid
A long time ago

Hell has no claim on those who trust Christ
So accept Him today
He’s paid the full price

GOSSIP

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                 GOSSIP

             By Ken Blue

I emptied feathers out a window

They drifted carelessly on the wind

I searched throughout the neighborhood

To get them back again

 

My efforts were all futile

My searching was in vain

The feathers had disappeared

Down  endless winding  lanes

 

So it is with gossip

And every idle tale

Efforts to retrieve them

Are destined all to fail

 

So let your words be few

Don’t toss them on the wind

For as we’ve clearly seen

We can’t get them back again

MY NAME IS SAMARITAN

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MY NAME IS SAMARITAN
By Ken Blue

My name is Samaritan; I was traveling the Jericho Road
With a beast of burden, my only companion, who carried my daily load.

I happened upon a stranger, who’d been robbed and left for dead
And pouring in wine and oil, “I’ll help you, good neighbor” I said.

I put him on my beast and brought him to an inn
I gave the host two pence and said, “Let his care begin”.

“I travel this road often, nearly every day
I will return again and his debts fully pay”.

The stranger looked up and said, “I didn’t get your name”
“Just call me neighbor”, I said, “perhaps we’ll meet again”.

Religion did not help him, religion does not care
Compassion is more God-like, and His nature you will share.

You ask, “Who is my neighbor?” His name you may not know
But, we can be good neighbors no matter where we go.