Somewhere Under the Rainbow 🌈

Somewhere under the rainbow where light fails to shine...

Somewhere where the pain goes; hide it all inside.

Maybe somewhere under a rock,

There’s a whole colony livin’.

Somewhere there’s a whole block,

Where his grace needs to be given.

Somewhere under the rainbow where the kids don’t know how to sing...

Somewhere there’s some Jane does nobody seems to see.

Somewhere under the rainbow seems to never get mentioned.

“Keep your head up”

What about the ones that needed to get in?

Or get out

from underneath.

Color coordinated rescue-ops.

Designing missions pretty neat

“Oh, what a pretty seat-“

“Awe, that’s a nice title!”

“How do you get that position???”

It’s not time to Drop the Mic, bro.

I might go-

Straight savage

On anybody who degrades people with baggage.

On everybody who has disrespected this planet

That our kids are brought up in.

Disrespected these humans-

Lacking whats left of real integrity

and dignity, behind a counter.

Enough is

Enough;

And you are

Free to

Express yourself,

And strut your stuff

No principalities I’m consuming.

You are doomed if

You live everyday

Without empathy and compassion.

For the ones who have to get up everyday

Feeling the need to mask it

All.

And if you are among people and get paycheck

I hope when I see you, you are really

Doing your job.

With a good attitude,

Full of gratitude,

And not caught

Or seen

Without passion

For the real reason

Why you need to be on guard

And caring on the clock;

Not letting that time

Just pass you by...

Misbehaving and complaining-

Too many

People wish they had your job-

So appreciate it.

What’s an abbreviation for

The deviation of disguise?

I’m not asking you to hide

What you really feel;

But for the sake

Of our God and our experience,

Why don’t you

Really feel grateful?

Why is a ‘position of authority’

Something we all feel so hateful towards, at times?

Like we don’t all carry a whole

Plate full?

Protect and serve.

Why

Do some

Try to squeeze between the lines,

And hide

The truth?

Show Us all that we can trust in the same God

Not just you.

I want to back the blue.

I love all the colors.

I’m not Dorathy;

But my shiny red crown might

Come with authority.

By faith,

So does my yellow one.

I was prayin’ and waitin’ to even say hello to my son;

And “look at these giants we defeated-“

“We finally beat it!”

“I hope I made you proud-

And I hope you know

You can

Reach out

To me,

Without a doubt.”

Protected by his blood,

The pressures not so loud.

“Look how we plowed...”

Thanking God for the cloud,

That brought all the color

That we now talk about.

Receiving by faith

Is entrusting along the way;

Even when times don’t feel so great,

Or, so safe,

Or, so pleasant

Or, so fair...

But knowing Jesus

Knows all of our thoughts

And our cares;

And knowing he’s seen us

At our best,

Or our worst.

He still says we’re blessed,

Never cursed.

Broken once and for all.

Makin’ the most out of any ‘down falls’

-Like our brother Paul-

And holding on to Grace to cover us all.