At A Glance

A look can burn with hellish fire
Be ice-like stare or love admire.
If a picture is a thousand words
And so many pictures that unfurled
Would take a hundred thousand lives
To live and view with perfect eyes
It still inadequate to show
A simple look, a face’s glow.
A universe with volumes heaving
A thousand lives to read the meaning
Could for certain, in no way fare
Against a look, not stare nor glare.
A knowing glace can say for sure
What the strong not dare endure.
Not bless nor curse from all the gods
Nor hellish fate true to all odds
Can ever ebb, not in the least
The scene of which mine own eyes feast.
What has granted a face this power?
Who has given sight this conquer?
The angels in their envy look
Their breath now taken lays forsook
A glance alone will captivate
Heart and mind, both simple, great.
If this lone glance, this single stare
Brings more meaning than write I dare
Comes to mind yet this one thought
How much more its Creator wrought?
-I.F.

Oye

She has my heart,
my love, my soul
My very life
in her control.
My sight, my health,
want and desire,
my passion burning hot like fire.
My life, my house,
my kids and car,
My wealth, my job,
all hers, they are.
She took, yes, yet
not to blame.
The one at fault,
He bears my name.
She took, yes, but
I fault me.
For gave her I both vault and key.
Better her have
mine in hand
Than it be left
this foolish man.


- I.F

In Love w/ Hate

I’ve loved and lost
I’ve loved again
I’ve loved my life
Yet not my sin
I’d love the world
If had the chance
I'd Love beyond
Lover’s romance
I’ve loved all
Like You Yourself
Why then do I
So hate myself?
You had the heart
To love who came
Then You impart
I do the same
This I did
All in all
My love was great
So far from small
I loved until
Could love no more
My very heart
Have I out wore
I loved all
I loved you
I know for sure
You loved me too
Tis still not but
Small part to me
For love for self
I cannot see
How can I
Love You so much
Yet hate myself
In ways like such?
If I like those
You’ve asked be loved
Be craft by
Perfect Hands above
Then how can I
Love all your work
Yet in this broken vessel
I cannot find a shred of worth. -I.F.

Its Me

I’ve tried to change time and again.
I wish so much be loosed this sin.
But time again, my sin I see.
Will never I be rid of thee?
This dark death destroys my life;
To great to know, my grief, my strife.
Salvation from infirmity
I asked, I begged You give to me.
You leave me still, in its control.
You leave me to destroy my soul.
For now I see, not just my sin
Which rends my very soul within.
It’s not just sin my scars impart
But me who tears my world apart.
My very life have I destroyed.
My very soul sent to this void.
Now here I am, in this dark pit
And like so much be out of it.
But still You leave me here to die
Fallen again, alone I cry.
You’ve saved me from my sin Yourself.
Now can You save me from myself?

-I.F.

The Breath Called Life

Though no guarantee of one more breath, yet death is always certain.
This life is but a vapor past, nothing to show, nothing will last.
Our time is short indeed.
This life will fade, it will not wait, just like a final curtain.
The Future comes all too fast, no time for dwelling on our past.
Our time is short indeed.
Here a moment gone the next, alone to feel your pain.
No one to be there, hold you fast, must move on, moving, alas!
Our time is short indeed.
And all that's left, a life once lived, a memory gone for certain.
A life now past, now souvenir for them to clasp
Our time is short indeed.
What have we then? To give us purpose? What shall we be searching?
What have we to want to last, what have we to hold fast?
Our time is short indeed!
You've come, You've shown, You've lived and died and torn this wretched curtain
You gave us breath, then gave us life! You've given Your Word, alone to last.
And though this life is short indeed
Through Your words, actions, deeds,
You've given what my own soul needs
Not money, lust, nor pleasure or greed
could fill my soul like Gospel seed
And though I know that all the while
Our time is short indeed.
I know Your very Words will give
Me all purpose that I ever need

-I.F.