Category Archives: The Gospel According to Peter

The kingdom of heaven is like a healer Who went out early in the morning Seeking those in need of aid

Who will hear these lessons from the past? Who will acknowledge the ruin that awaits?

his, no ordinary life gaze on him too long—he vanishes like a star he lives the truth, lives it slant

He stands before the tomb And he weeps

Let’s say a man owns 10,000 sheep What is the loss of a single lamb to him? What is the loss of just ten In any given year?

Behold the lamb The lamb which is to be slain Not twelve days hence bore I This lamb upon my shoulder Mud and sweat leaching past my brow The lamb’s wool matted and bloody

Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord. The time came for the nail to be removed. As I made my way to the feast An alarm came from the tower watchman Night is coming and chariots … Continue reading →

I am a nail in the door of the fold Entombed in cypress from before my time Dead and rusty, I go neither in nor out

Eighteen years with crick in ’er back Woe ho ho and a wineskin o’ pain Drink nor the devil will cut no one slack Woe ho ho and a wineskin o’ pain

A righteous storm you say is coming A maelstrom of fire and judgment The strongest among us will burn like straw And our own evil deeds will spark the blaze