O’ for the Crash

Smug death
  Infection
    Guided by misdirection

I fall to the grave
  Ablaze
    In false glory

The story goes on
  Repeated with repugnant nausea
    I fall

O’ for the crash
  For glue
    To hold and make new

Made awake
  Invigorated bliss
    Subtle kiss
    now bursting

O’ for light
O’ dawn blaze
  Inflame my gaze
  No more night
    Set it to flight

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About Paul O'Brien

I am a lot of things; saint and sinner. I struggle and I strive. I am a husband and father of three. I have been in pastoral ministry for 9 years. I went to school at the Southern Baptist Theological Seminary but most of my schooling has been at the School of Hard Knocks. I have worked various jobs, including pheasant farmer, toilet maker, construction worker, and I served in the military. My wife and I enjoy reading at coffee shops, taking walks, hanging out with friends and family, and watching our three kid's antics. :)

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