Tag Archives: Sins

When Loins Join

Your worn words and intentions fade away

As you’ve spun more tired rhymes to sway

Forgotten lies begot more lies crowning

The children cry; our forgotten blessings

Keeping your reach cold but for when loins join

Even the man on the street gains his coins

Elevating your head above the clouds

You no longer hear, see or smell seed sowed

Your children need to understand you first

In order to know why they feel so cursed

With the deep sins of their father immersed

Your children do them easily rehearsed

Knowing better the proof held underneath

Giving the children the chance for the wreath

Children forgiving fathers for their sake

Hoping to nullify their mistakes

© 2013 Michael Yost 06/30

My Hiding Place

All I can give are these few words written here
Uncovering part of my life hoping to clear
Being left behind wrestling with my old fears
The same unspoken problems behind my tears

No molds or experience just an empty void
Tripping over my cold darkened thoughts yet a boy
Being held backward or worst yet pushed through destroyed
Reliving parts of my life no longer being toyed

The mirrored web cracked splintering some of my sins
While I tip toe on eggshells, needles and pins
Hoping today the rest of my life begins
Opening the locked doors that are held tight within

© 2014 Michael Yost 04/05

All the Families

The sun sets heavy with my heart
Let the sins of the father depart
Open the child’s eyes for a fresh start
With a new vision for them impart

Everyone bears their own sin
Until you allow Jesus to come in
When the father doesn’t hold the banner high
What the child sees is a lie

Growing up is hard enough
Especially hard around the corrupt
Soften their hearts when witness’ come
Let my family and others serve as one

© 2011 Michael Yost

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