Salt and Light: Mashed Potatoes
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Do Not Take This Lightly
April 10, 2019
For the past several weeks the 721 groups have been studying the book of Daniel.
Beth Moore has a series on Daniel and in one of her sessions she read the poem below. It is written by a woman for women. I decided to adopt it in a version for men.
Below are both.
Enjoy – and be convicted!
Babble on in Babylon (For Women)
Brimming closets, shoe racks bulge, one in every color, I’ll just indulge.
My wildest whim will oft be met, bigger, faster, give me, get.
Travel on in Babylon.
May I go first? Knew you’d not care, for my time’s precious. You’ve lots to spare.
I’ll slip in front and off I’ll go. See, I’m quite fast and well, you’re quite slow.
I and me fast friends, life-long.
Prattle on in Babylon.
(Nip it here, just there a lift. I just turned forty, it was a gift.
The eyes, the lips, the bosoms do, sculptured, lasered, injected, too.
No wrinkles left, the tummy’s gone.
Journey on in Babylon.)
Enough of me, how do you view me?
You get one, but give me three.
I couldn’t bare to just say no, it’s my desire and rightly so.
Add another and on and on.
Shuffle on in Babylon.
No end in sight that I can see, today is blocked by the mirror in front of me.
A wreck, a death, tsunami tide, it mildly stirs me, I must confide.
TV claims tens of thousands gone.
Oh well, let’s see what else is on.
Numb to the stunning sight of each new dawn,
Sinking fast in Babylon.
Like a lobster in a pot who begins to like the water hot,
I’ve been duped, been tricked, been had, convinced that truth was somehow bad.
Evil, coddled and cooed and purred, and beckoned me and called and lured.
Now in a place with the lights turned on, I’m racing home from Babylon.
I’m racing home from Babylon.
– Lynn Parker
Babble on in Babylon (For Men)
My rep is so important, my wallet therefore must bulge. I’ll take one in every color, I must indulge.
My wildest whim must be met, bigger, faster, give me, get.
I deserve it, don’t you see. From day one, it’s all about me.
Travel on in Babylon.
May I go first? Knew you’d not care, for my time’s precious. You’ve lots to spare.
I’ll slip in front and off I’ll go. See, I’m quite fast and well, you’re quite slow.
“I and me” such fast friends, life-long.
Prattle on in Babylon.
I did it my way, I did a lot. I want it, I need it, I’m after the pot.
Work harder, stay longer. My family will understand one day,
Why I insisted I do it my way.
Journey on in Babylon
Enough of me, how do you view me?
You get one, but give me three.
I couldn’t bare to just say no, it’s my desire and rightly so.
Add another, I need more, and on and on.
Shuffle on in Babylon.
No end in sight that I can see, today is blocked by the mirror in front of me.
I see me, so I don’t see you. There’s just so much I need to do.
I’m so busy, I’m so distracted, I’ve lost my focus,
The things truly important seems like hocus-pocus.
I’m numb to the sight of each new dawn.
Sinking fast in Babylon.
Like a lobster in a pot who begins to like the water hot,
I’ve been duped, I’ve been tricked, I’ve been had; I was convinced that truth was somehow bad.
Evil, coddled and cooed and purred, and beckoned me and called and lured.
But now I’m exposed, with the lights turned on, so I’m racing home from Babylon.
I’m racing home from Babylon.
– Lynn Parker and Sam Hunter
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