Electric Shock (C/S1/E1/I5)

When they arrived back, the stars shined brightly, unconcealed.
They stared through the black, at something gleaming in the nearby field.
Cyrus went to check it out, but it floated up off the ground.
Connor gave a shout, and Cyrus ran at the sound.

The chase began, they ran and ran,
but Cyrus fell, and gave a yell.
Connor turned back, and jumped in the way,
but that shiny machine… took his life away.

With one electric shock, his heart began to slow to a stop.
Cyrus held him for a few, and he told her “I love you.”
Connor slipped away, and a storm came that day.
But from Cyrus’s eyes alone, came the thunder’s loud groans.
And the raindrops wailed and bemoaned…Cyrus Jones, who was all alone.

This may seem quick but I tell it that way,
to make you feel what Cyrus felt that day.
The adversity the angel promised of her,
was beginning, all in a blur.

And that’s how life tends to go.
It doesn’t dawdle. It’s not slow.
Make sure you’re ready like Connor was.
That’s the end of this poem, and now we pause.

When it rains, It pours (C/S1/E1/I6)

When it rains it pours
like the salt on the sores
of the plans you made.
It stings like a thousand bees,
keepin’ pressure like a strong snake’s squeeze.
Still the rain falls harder
and it won’t let up.
Time to sink or swim
in the water and mud.
Cyrus just look up.
Cyrus just look up.

The funeral was hard, the eulogy brief,
Cyrus fought back tears and heart-wrenching grief.
She said she’d find the wretched machine and it’s creator.
And none would be able to hide from The Great Vindicator.
The prayers were said, Amazing Grace sung,
The search went on, but by a thread it hung.
A floating machine? Who could imagine such a thing?
And as they left, the church bells did ring.

When it rains it pours
like the salt on the sores
of the plans you made.
It stings like a thousand bees
keepin’ pressure like a strong snake’s squeeze.
Still the rain falls harder
and it won’t let up.
Time to sink or swim
in the water and mud
Cyrus just look up.
Cyrus just look up.

The Seed Of Greed (C/S1/E1/I7)

When Phillip Keller was just a boy he dreamed of large machines,
Empires, industry, things to help man, yes, that was his life-long dream.
But as he grew older the things that he built to help man went askew.
He was seduced by power and pride, and soon he dreamed up a coup.

The seed of greed grows deeper, deeper.
The seed of greed grows deeper, deeper.
The seed of greed grows deeper, deeper.
It will never ever stop.
It will never ever stop.

His love was land, the homes and farms of families large and small.
He’d break these down and build gold-mines, strip centers, restaurants and malls.
But then one day, while scouting out the Jones’ farm he found
a literal gold mine filled to the brim, and situated deep under their ground.

The seed of greed grows deeper, deeper.
The seed of greed grows deeper, deeper.
The seed of greed grows deeper, deeper.
It will never ever stop.
It will never ever stop.

And so he plotted and so he planned with scientists, policemen and more,
to make Cyrus and her family look insane, telling stories of flying war.
No one would believe a silly teenage girl about shiny killer UFOs, no.
And pretty soon they could start mining gold right out from under their nose.

The seed of greed grows deeper, deeper.
The seed of greed grows deeper, deeper.
The seed of greed grows deeper, deeper.
It will never ever stop.
It will never ever stop.

Memories And An Angel (C/S1/E1/I8)

Cyrus went out into the field where began her hurting.
‘Twas a bright summer morn, and she needed some good soul searching.
She thought of days gone by, of her and Connor hangin’ without a care.
She remembered the day he took her fishin’ when she finally did share
the story of Ezekiel, the angel who told them of her gift.
Connor didn’t believe her at first but a lightning bolt changed that real quick!
These memories, they tortured her but calmed at the same time.
To lose someone you love so much can make you lose your mind.

The pain never really goes away, but something takes it’s place.
It’s the solemn joy of knowing The Lord, God’s loving warm embrace.

As she walked further into the field Ezekiel did appear.
He walked beside her quietly but Cyrus did not fear.
He said,”Cyrus, the time’s upon us, when you must have to face
adversity and trouble, but you will live by God’s good grace.”
Cyrus talked and tried to explain the pain that made her weak,
but Zeke, he told her flat out that she had no ground to speak.
He said:”Christ endured the cross for you, so you will endure for Him.
Go up to the north creek bed, Cyrus; and see what’s lurking in that den.”

The pain never really goes away, but something takes it’s place.
It’s the solemn joy of knowing The Lord, God’s loving warm embrace.

Cyrus walked with Zeke and soon he disappeared.
But then she found that of which he spoke, and her sadness turned to fear.

Thus Says The Lord (C/S1/E1/I9)

Edoda…
ahiyasdi yah!
Edoda…
ahiyasdi yah!
Edoda…
ahiyasdi yah!

(Cherokee roughly translated:
Father…
save me!)

Down in the dry north creek bed,
a solemn sight filled Cyrus with dread.
Five or more unknown men,
were hauling gold out of a little den.
But suddenly one spotted Cyrus and gave the alarm.
They chased her down, tied her up and dragged her under the farm.
Through a little cave they took her
to the bottom of their land.
And what little light was there,
gleamed and shined like mad.
But suddenly there came a voice that echoed through the cave.
The voice of Phillip Keller came cold, sharp, and grave.
He said: “Cyrus Jones, what a surprise-you’ve come so very far.
But maybe a little dynamite will even up this score.
Boys, it’s time to go to Plan B, up to the surface go.
But leave this snooping gal down here, with her precious land she will go.
And when this land has been sealed off for safety’s sake alone,
We?ll take the rest of the gold and land. And nothing will be known.”

Edoda…
ahiyasdi yah!
Edoda…
ahiyasdi yah!
Edoda…
ahiyasdi yah!

Cyrus struggled with the men, she bit and she clawed
and soon she struggled her way up to the top.
Panic running through her veins like ice cold water,
the fear of being a lamb, led to the slaughter.
But suddenly Ezekiel stood right by her side,
He looked her straight in the eyes and said: “Do not run, do not hide.
Raise your hands to the heavens, let this drought come to an end,
upon these evil men, a tempest send.
Strike fear and lightning right into their hearts,
and rain hail upon their heads like frozen darts.
This do all with one accord.
Do what God has said, thus says The Lord!”

The lightnings raged, the thunder roared,
tornadoes and gales had Phillip’s men floored.
But Phillip Keller got the worst of the disaster.
He was thrown in the air spinning faster and faster,
screaming and writhing in the freakish cyclone,
and from dizzying heights, downward he was thrown.
He was knocked out, and paralyzed there.
Then Cyrus dropped in pain, and said a prayer.

“Lord God,” she began her prayer in earnest.
“Thank you for saving us from death’s dark current.
Hallelujah, praise you, God!
Amen, amen, here and abroad!”

Edoda…
gah gay you e!
Edoda…
gah gay you e!

(Cherokee roughly translated:
Father…
I love you!)