Up Against the Call

"Our Father who..."

That's okay for you,

do you know who you're

talking to ?

Let's not quibble

about a man in the middle,

I am the me in

familia 

stiff neck hammer head

up against the Call.

Confess the mess. 

If it ain't broke

I'm not using it right,

talking 'bout my heart

it's supposed to be contrite.

Everything He's done for me

I'm taking it in stride,

little lower than the angels

but swelling up with pride.

Would I give a drink of water

to the least of these,

someone's son or daughter

could I heal their disease ?

O MY GOD

do you care about that ?

O MY GOD

don't scare me like that !

What's designed to connect us

been so blind it dissects us,

we all pretend we'd stand up to a tank

it's only on our knees

we have Someone to thank,

-the original Apostles took it to the bank

-but before the Holy Ghost 

-they're kissing up for rank.

He's the Big Brother man,

the care for each other Lamb,

look to the Lion and

join the race He won and ran.

Unchain the attitude,

show your wife some gratitude,

spare your kids the platitude.

A family's more than photos

ribboned in a box,

there's a key in the Blood we share

pouring through the locks.

Walk this mile in the sandals

we're unworthy to unlatch.

Remember He's the Fisherman

we're the daily catch.

"His Name art in Heaven"

hallowed,

is the game.