Its A Good Thing Original 10 22 2009 Poem by Lee B. Mack

Its A Good Thing Original 10 22 2009

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IT’S A GOOD THING:
Original 10 22 2009


It’s a good thing -the Holy Ghost in the bosom
Head free -thinking tempers the magic of imagination
But ghost figures stand horizon high pictured as torsos
Of souls shining logic tubes around the neuron console
Of the mind -all lit up blinking halo light downcast
On alien conscience marrow –It’s a good thing. Why
Are you doubting? The excitation in the lower limbs
React to the buttons of local memory –below dark
Margins ill defined pillars stand immobile imitating
The leg work of hope that takes us to where the
Absolute is native and the sovereign is foreign
My personal love for the bliss promised follows me
Like my shadow -stalks me in my conscience tells
Me it is God and this awareness leaves no space no
Time for me or need to travel –It’s a good thing indeed.

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Lee B. Mack

Lee B. Mack

Shelbyville, Kentucky
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