A. Sea Herndon

The Poetry of A. Sea Herndon

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Link To Lyric Archive

Here is a pretty decent link to a wiki lyric archive which covers a few of my albums:

http://lyrics.wikia.com/wiki/Herndon

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A. Sea in El Centro, Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico

Pentecost

Pentecost

I once was found

But now am lost

But that’s okay

I love the dross

Good-bye Easter

Hello Pentecost

I’ll light a fire

To stop the flood

A mighty wind

A drop of blood

I’ll wear some red

You do the same

Take a chance

And a Christian name

We don’t fight fires

We bridges burn

Guide us forward

We need to learn

Time, an arrow,

It is not

Let’s speak in tongues

My polyglot

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Final Exam

Final Exam

The unexamined life is not worth living.”

-Socrates

The unlived life

Is not worth examining

Don’t roll up dead

In fear and famining

Write poems large

Upon the wall

Skip old fashions

Drink high balls

Wear your happy

Wounded, bleeding heart

Upon your sleeve

And call it Art

Don’t ever let

A day go by

Where tears don’t

Well up in your eyes

Where Beauty doesn’t

Make you cry

Where life itself

Won’t mystify

Be the one

With the loudest laugh

Eat the wheat

And smoke the chaff

Read every book

That is obscure

Be grateful for

All you endure

Smile and wink

At the homely girls

Cast the swine

Before the pearls

Dance and sing

And whistle and fuck

On your final exam

I wish you luck

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Grandfather’s grave.  He never fought in any war, but he always fought the good fight!

May

May

May, she is the kindest month

Can you see that Truth?

Lovers meet in apple groves

Again

I pledge my love to you

Never will that season cease

Eternal is that rose

Deny me, if you must

Each heart must beat its own

Wills & wants

I understand

Thoughts control our fates

Thoughts are the least I owe

Hope is the recurrent theme

Even in blunt prose

Resurrection woven in

Nature and the stars

Deserts become jungles

Oceans now dry land

Nothing lasts; all is born again

Je Suis Charlie

Charlemagne

Charles the Great

What the Sea stands for

in my middle name

Ideas kill more than bullets can

I am a man

I am the man

I suffered there

There I died

but rose again

on Eastertide

if your god or prophet falls

by mockery or schoolyard calls

of names

then name what name that demon has

God needs defense from fooling clowns?

what matters what the Prophet says

if those who read him

kill cold blood dead

some jester’s jest for liberty?

If that be your god

that be your law

then you & he an evil lot

you worship not the God of Abraham

but murder & are already damned

Love not law

Love not law

Sad bloody ink has tried to draw

You’ve put the trigger to the pen

Just to invigor men

To love, to love, to love

to love with hope

your noose to us

a binding rope

a binding rope of faith & love

for your’s below

is your’s above

May God have mercy on your souls

for, unlike you, He takes a joke

 

Click here for Charlie video:

 https://www.hUfAyoutube.com/watch?v=DKk9rv2