Author: B. K. Neifert

Mark 13:51Jesus saith unto them, Have ye understood all these things? They say unto him, Yea, Lord. 52Then said he unto them, Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things new and old.

Amateur Critic

Nitpicking about iCarly's reboot
While missing its obvious flaw.
I will nitpick, too.
A Basketball player's silhouette
Slam dunks the ball into the white of a Paper Towel roll
Yet, it would make more sense
To shoot it into the center.
If we all must be pedants now
To have our voices heard,
And cry about absurdly dumb things
While missing the truly obvious flaw
I can't say that I'm capable of it
Except nitpicking, too.

Ambrosia

America, thy prospers are sublime.
Why wish for the fall of this good country?
Why fight and rebel against its great God?
I can pour Ambrosia into my cup,
Cold, smooth, sweetened with Piña - Colada 
Tartened by fruits of Greek Cherry Yogurt. 
A Klondike Bar makes its dregs chocolate.
America, thy prosperity is 
Like nectar. Why dost thou throw it away 
On untruths? Why dost thou wish to make man 
A god? Every man a judge of beauty?
Why dost thou say ugliness is beauty?
Why dost thou make wealth a judge of what's truth?
We shan't fall to fascism if we will
Rediscover that this Ambrosia came 
From blessings of Jehovah Provider.

Oh, War, I Come to You Again

Oh, war, I come to you again.
A muse in my innermost thoughts
Of why men would slaughter one another.
It was mentioned that you are fought
Because of beliefs, and that to deny
Such a thing is to deny humanity.
I look at this, and say, "There is nothing
"Human about war." Thus, I remember
The age old adages of the Stale Oxford Don;
"War is about Economics." How intelligent 
Men wished for it to no be the case
To build a case for Christ on the back
Of Religious ideology. For the ideology
Is beautiful because men do fight for it?
I believe men fight for their religion.
But, only because the religion brings comfort.
It brings order, and it brings familiarity.
It so orders the world around oneself
In a familiar way, that brings just recompense
On the unjust---for most religion is about establishing 
A law, by which men must live.
Then, Religion is about solidifying that law
Into the bulk of populations.
It is, yet again, another form of economics.
Why the most ugly thing about humanity
Must be awed at, as if religion were the force
Behind war. I say to those who say this
Even the well meaning advocate of the faith:
War is purely about economics.
And when men fight for God
What they truly fight for is the comfort
Of agreement between man and man
And the sacred bonds of uniformity.
That uniformity could be as simple as the color
On a piece of cloth. Men fight not for God
But they fight for the band and group
Which so identifies them.
And it is an ugly thing we ought to cut
From our flesh; though sometimes
The war is just, for the economics being fought
For were indeed comforting, and beneficial.

There is a Truth

There is a truth
To all things,
And it can be found.
In everything, there is a way
Of making them fit together
For the good of people, the planet
The plants and the animals.
It is something true to nature
And it can be found
By looking at things
And seeing how they work.
It can be found through memories
When you know times were better.
And in those times,
If you can remember,
Things were put in their proper place.
Everything was understood
And fit in its little space in the world.
And people were much happier.
They were much simpler.
Right and wrong were not argued about
But, because everyone was happy
It moved the world along and people didn't
Have the strange questions they do today.
Because everything was orderly,
And everything had its special place.
There were no big ideas
Or things that needed to change.
At least I can remember this.

One Day

Am I limited with writing
Like I am with the piano?
In the Piano, I cannot play
All the scales, nor transition
Into new movements.
My piano playing is derivative.
My notes are true;
My rhythm is succinct and on time;
Yet, am I, like with my music,
Unable to play in different scales?
Limited to a few Jazz Chords
And the same basic scaled melody?
I struggle to invent new songs
Because I don't understand melody;
It is foreign to my brain.
I cannot create melody
Because I cannot understand how.
I can appreciate it in music;
I crave it in what I listen to. But, I cannot form a melody.
I cannot play in different scales;
Only C Major, A Minor, C Minor and D Minor.
I have a basic understanding of chord progression;
But, I simply do not understand melody.
I cannot understand melody.
Is it also so with the profession I chose?

Death and David

At the pit of hell, two men arose.
The first was evil, that very death.
The second was good, that very angel
Who would overwhelm and defeat
The serpent in battle.

Both received the same command.
"Go, do what you please,
"Eat, drink, feast on women's fruits of love
"Murder, steal, do what your heart pleases
"For God has given you the desires of your heart
"Which are to sin. For the good being
"Among you two, is the one who does these things
"And the being who blasphemes,
"He will surely die the death of a sinner."

So it was said, yet was it from God?
The answer is no. For I saw this in vision
And realized the one who restrained himself
From wicked deeds, this was the murderer?
For, is it God's command to reap havoc
And destruction, and to destroy?
Was this truly God's voice speaking?

If a Word can be the sum of separation from God
What of His covenant that Whosoever believes in Him
Shall not perish, but have eternal life?
He who "Blasphemes the Holy Spirit"
That is continually reproaches the living God,
He is the one who is destined, and shan't be forgiven.
For God's commandment is not to sin.
It is not God's voice which says, "Sin,
"And show the world what all can be forgiven."
God's voice and command is not to sin
But to abstain from all sin, even resisting it
To the point of death. 

Thus, it was Satan's voice which spoke
To both of the angelic beings who emerged from the pit.
And the one who sits and writes this today
Testifies to the truth, that sinners shall never be forgiven
If they desire to continue in their sin.