12:43 AM

The Beautiful Art of Translation

Every week i try to re-write a psalm in language that i understand.

Important notice: THIS IS NOT HOLY WRIT. IT IS MY PARAPHRASE.


Psalm 73

01. Mos def, God hooks up his peeps aka his pure to the core ones.

02. This is what went down for me, i almost really f'd up.

03. I was jockin the arrogant while they were rollin hard.

04. Even their death was easy and they had plenty of grub.

05. They don't seem to tarry as most do, their life is peaches and cream.

06. Pride is their bling and their gear, violence.

07. Nothing they see is off limits and their carnal desires are havocing.

08. They look down on the the low and judge from their ivory towers.

09. They run smack all over the earth.

10. From their fountains run wealth.

11. God has slept on us, they say. He can't see me.

12. Behold, they have slept on God. They are evil, free as a bird and ballin' outta control.

13. I must be trippin to have stayed clean.

14. I struggle all day just to go to bed and get up to more troubles.

15. Everything i have said, the opposite has happened 2 fold.

16. All this ish didn't seem right. All i saw was injustice.

17. God took me into his presence and schooled me to the game. Then i saw what was up.

18. You have intentionally clothed them in f'd upness. They will most certainly lose in the end.

19. You punk them rather quickly by their most terrible of anxieties.

20. Upon waking them up from their dream, their reality is a most horrible nightmare.

21. I wasn't trusting you, leadin to my wicked bitter heart.

22. I was like a unconsolable beast wrapped in my ignorance like a whining, hungry lion while my trainer is taking me to my dinner.

23. Even still you take me and make my strong hand as if it where yours.

24. You will teach me how to live and then after, your glory!!!!!!!

25. Out of all the riches in all the worlds, i get you, the prize gem. I could want nothing else that i can grab.

26. All of my efforts may fail to the very core, but God is my replenshing/ever-filling of my soul and my always harvesting crop for eternity.

27. Those who don't roll with you will be obliterated. You will not have obstination.

28. This is how its goin down now, it is in my best interest to be close to God, in fact, i will be so close to God that He will be my address so that i will all encompassingly to the full, tell of His Glory.


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2 comments:

tim said...

Way to join the blogging revolution.

The Donkey said...

joe is the eugene peterson of the ghetto.