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.

I’m a Fool

Driving down, my dad does something so nice.
I put down the back windows---knowing I shouldn't.
They get stuck, as I knew they would.
Stressed, because the realtors sent us a check
For our house in the mail we didn't want---these are the times we live in---
And worried about Social Security and being homeless,
I guess I just didn't remember it was broken. But, I put down the windows
And we dazedly drove for two hours looking for a place
To get our car fixed the next day.
We found it, with no help from me.

The Beautiful

I saw her there, with her large bosom exposed
Along the sides, and a perfect face
And I said, "Have mercy!"
I can't see it, for I need it.
And it is frustrating me.
How I can't imagine those men
Who watch porn, how they're frustrated
As this beautiful doe's bosom
Is there, exposed to me
And I realize I need her to be happy
But there upon the screen,
She is a far away thing I cannot touch.
Arrive! Hephzibah! Save me!
Arrive! Jerusalem! Take me to your courts!
Arrive! Beaulah! Make me a happy man!

The Saints I Know

The saints I know today
Were a little melancholy
And a little bit of a bore.
Burdened by overworking
And grieved by doing good.
They think, and meditate,
Wondering if their good deeds
Are a crime. For they seem punished
By doing welldoing, and I understand
Satan wishes to cause our ministries
To fail, and give up and feel sad
By means of welldoing.
Let Charity revive our souls
And know that good is not a sin
And that by doing it, you will
Attain to life everlasting
And be with Hephzibah.
For shyly was Don on the trail;
And Sam was a bit despondent;
And I a bit avoidant;
The Pastor a bit overwhelmed.
Let Charity refresh our souls
Through one another's company.

Meditation on Nietzsche

I just don't trust men to be gods, or to be moral arbiters. Christ was the true Ubermensch. And we need Him. For far more than we realize. Flat, Globular, Old, Young, Evolution or not, we need Christ. As Paul said, "All I know is Christ." We need His example as the first principle. Socrates is right [about using bodily exercise to strengthen oneself for the service of others]... nobody will argue with that, and ethics have been found by many sages, but we need the redemption and clean slate of Blood Atonement, of God's very death Himself, and His resurrection. That's the only true way to be freed from the bondage of humanity's condition.

The Radical Christian

The Radical Christian says I'm in a cult---
I know of no other faith than the one I speak.
Nothing but sound Doctrine comes from my mouth
But I say how there is so little righteousness in this world
And that all congregations look like a troop of sinners.
So, I am in a cult... verbatim I speak the Apostles Creed
And words from St. John... as he speaks in all caps.
I am fearful for Christ's sheep, if this is a righteous man;
A raging lunatic who cannot listen to reason.
Come my LORD, and save us soon...
Before all Christendom is extinguished
And Satan elevates himself, and teaches them his error.
The devil flees when you resist him...
And he fled, by blocking me.

My Last Apology

Should Earth be spherical 
And old, and Evolution true...
I know Christ was exceptional.
I know He made sense in ways
That few ever could.
I know Paul made sense
And yes, Moses too.
And I know heaven is the only
Thing that could make this rotten world
Not stink so bad
And hell the only thing that could
Suffice for the people who made it that way.

Old Plain Buttons

Old Plain Buttons on a sloop
When American might was honored---
Kindly treated you were, and not harassed.
Ashamed I am to say, no such treatment
Would be given to you in today's America
A hollow shell of her glory.
I love my country, but not its people.
I love its laws, but not its hollowed jerks.
Today,  I saw the men wandering
Like they did before World War I
Aimlessly in the streets, disturbed by technology.
And I will not fight in its infernal wars.
For I am a patriot to another world
And a country long gone and forgotten by time.
I have a country... Star Spangled Banner
And Liberty. Not Kings and mad Congresswomen
Trying to steal every breath of liberty
From our blessed soil. That is not my country.
I bow to no man, nor tyrant, but seek
The Principle of our great nation.
Not "Sexual Liberty" for no such liberty
Can exist with my blessed freedom.
It is the rot that tumored our shores
And made great waves and destroyed
Worlds before. But I shall let them have it
For I am a man without a country---
But not the same as the one who dishonored his
But the one abandoned by it, for we forgot our own foundations.