Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Eve's Reign

In one night, I lost myself in your masked deception
And my emotions became so firm and so intense
I literally, propelled them inside of your protective walls
Trusting you to incarcerate my heart and hold it as your prisoner

Your loving made me feel so desired and so free
Holding you in my arms and caressing your soft body
While kissing your sweet lips as our bodies began to warm from touching
Made me cheat on myself, breaking the laws of love

I was so intoxicated from an evening of intense bliss
I allowed my mind to be lured into a night of eccentric infatuation
I fell asleep with a the perfect dream come true
And I woke up to reality caressing the coldness of a cotton filled air bag

After I released my pillow from my grasp
I laid back on my bed and rested my head
Feeling as if I was dead
Because my heart and my body felt cold

And at that moment, I knew exactly how Adam had gotten into his situation
Just like me, he couldn’t resist the twist in Eve’s hips
The zest in her seducing gestures
And the mesmerizing appeal from her lips

Feeling isolated and confused
Unknowing of what was to come
All I could do was sit in silence
Praying to God to have mercy

But I knew my disobedience would yield punishment
Just as Adams did
Although I didn’t feel any pain
I knew that I had been bitten by a serpent in disguise

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Sunday, September 12, 2010

The Talk

All of my life I’ve been waiting
Waiting to hear a word for you
Waiting for you to sit me down
And teach me about life
Talk to me about girls
And how I’m supposed to treat them
Teach me how to be a man
And show me how to stand on my own

For twenty Four years I’ve been on this earth
And still, I wait – to have that talk
I know I’m supposed to have Faith
The size of a mustard seed
But all my Faith in you, have gone
I blazed on you for a while
But my last puff has been blown

And your little bit of smoke that is left
Isn’t worth my fire
Because I’d only be inhaling lies and toxic chemicals
That will get in my head and corrupt me
So rather puff on what’s left of you
I think I’ll pass
I guess the saying is true
Any guy can be a dad
But it takes a real man to be a father

If I was to mold my life
According to the example you have set before me
I’d be floating up shi! creek and on my way towards destruction
Thankfully, I have had that talk

Only, I didn’t have it with you
I had to get all of my wisdom from another man
It’s sad because you’re still here, but it’s true
See He stepped in when I needed a dad the most
And He embraced me

He picked me up when I fell on my face
And helped me patch up my wounds
He taught me how to be a man
And how to treat woman
He promised to never leave me or forsake me
In spite of my shortcomings
And He told me that when things get hard
He will keep me in perfect peace

And He said that the battles I’ll have, He’ll fight
But most Importantly
He told me that I am His son
And that He loves me
And that alone makes me proud to call Him my Father

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Tuesday, July 13, 2010

UNTITLED

If you release your mind
And allow your brain to get to know me
It will learn that underneath all the rugged layers of my flesh
Lives a heart that hankers love

I admit, I’m a hard shell to crack
But once I’m open, I’m open and ready, willing, and able
To accept everything that love has to offer
That is until it gives me reason to seal

The beauty about life is the fact that it takes us on a journey
An unplanned adventure created for us to experience
Without any notice of where we will end
Or what/who we will end with

This mystery keeps things interesting
And all-the-more exciting
Thus makes it all worth living
It creates an expectance of the unexpected

With God has the author of life
My story has truly become my favorite book
Because it’s full of mystery, excitement, drama, and love
And its plot thickens daily

My anticipation to see what will happen next
Creates in me a strive to better myself
Because I wouldn’t want my story to end with a tragedy
Rather a personal and endearing memoir of an extraordinary man

When my daddy planted my seed inside my mommy
And she developed me for 9 months
Before releasing me to the world
God truly gave me a special gift…..LIFE

And when I look back over the years
Thinking about how far I’ve come since my birth
I finally realize that the thing I desired most (LOVE)
God had already given it to me before I was even born!

And for that, all I can say is thanks!

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Sunday, July 11, 2010

Still Fighting

Every single day of my life
I am faced with obstacles
Things that step into my path with a purpose to limit my progression
And although these obstacles sometimes are a bit challenging
Still I proceed with confidence
Knowing that I can overcome all strongholds
And since God made a promise to never put more upon me than I can bare
I stand boldly in the face of my enemies
Ready for the mighty battle that produces a matchless victory

See, I realize that life is not going to be a calm journey
That’s not the way things work
I am convinced to believe that as I become closer and closer to my destiny
God will allow the devil to try and make me stray from my mission
But don’t get it twisted
Just because God will use the enemy doesn’t mean that He is the enemy
See He teaches us through His word to be faithful and to have faith
But often times we forgot that

We act as though God isn’t Lord of all
That’s when we find ourselves purposelessly fighting
Fighting battles that’s not meant for us
Fighting sins that He has already forgiven us for
After having asked for forgiveness so many times
Fighting for freedom not realized that we encage ourselves for we were born free
Fighting the doctors assumptions for our final rest time when God has the final say
Fighting tears that has been cried over and over again for the same things
Fighting insults and ridicules from people
All the while knowing that their words can not harm you
Unless you believe it to be so

Fighting, Fighting, Fighting
Till the body gets weak
Till the mind gets tired
Till the heart becomes loveless
Till the soul becomes wounded
That’s when we fall and we cry out to God
Asking Him for strength
Strength to get up and fight through another day
And we ask for love
Love to restore the pain in our hearts
And we ask for knowledge
Knowledge to feed a week mind
And we ask lastly for forgiveness
Forgiveness to restore our souls for cleansing
And after God blesses us once again with His gifts of Grace
What do we do?

We get up the very next day and we find ourselves still fighting
And in most cases, we are fighting the same battles
We deal with the same obstacles
Only this time, we fight differently
See this time
We fight with the strength of God

This time
We fight with the love of God

This time
We fight with the wisdom of God
The time
We fight with the knowledge of God

And because there is nothing that can defeat the body of Christ
We find ourselves in the midst of a might battle
However, we’re progressing our way through


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So Real

I can hear you
I can feel you
And when I close my eyes I can even see you
But I’ve never actually met you

Sometimes I hear you calling out my name
And when I sleep at night my dreams drive me insane
Because they are always of you
Then when I wake, reality reminds me that you are not true

But how can someone I often dream about seem so real
Why does the voice of this stranger in my head cause my body to chill
I just don’t understand
Why to me, you are the perfect woman
And I don’t even know who you are

It’s like I’ve been wishing upon a star
Waiting for you to shoot from a far
And land right next to me
And look into my eyes and say, “I am she”

The women of your dreams
Your soul mate your queen
Your future wife
And mother of your children

But you don’t really exist
You’re just my imaginary face of bliss
And definition of my life’s happiness
And every time I open my eye’s from my dreams of you, that’s when reality hits
And I realize that you are just a myth
Yet you seem so real

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Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Changing Lanes

Every day when I get into my car
I soon find myself on the road again
Traveling to what I’d hope would be the unknown
Yet what I see is so familiar

Sometimes I wish I could just turn left
Travel across a bridge
And take a tour
Around a place that I’ve never seen before

Over and beyond the hills
On the other side of the rainbow
And through the forest
New adventures I seek to explore

I would like to greet my fellow brothers and sisters with a hug
And shake hands with someone I’ve never met
All the while introduction myself to the world
Before dying in regret

I want to write my name in the present
So that people will remember it in history
And share my story with those
Who have yet to arrive

I want to wake up to a world
That’s full of smiles
Happy people who actually appreciates the gift of life
And humbles themselves to Christ

I want to walk down the road
And get blown away by all the love that propels in the air
Capture a little for myself
So that I may share in the essence of its purpose

I want to sing praises to our king
And spread all the joy that it brings
Making the world fire up with the Holy Ghost who is Lord
To try and change the pathway to hell that we’re headed toward

For what may seems hopeless
Is still possible if we only have faith
And remember that God didn’t die for us to live our lives this way

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Monday, June 14, 2010

All I Need (Your Love)

I don't need money
To buy your love
And I don’t need a closet
To hide your love
I don’t need a heart
To store your love in
And I don’t worry about
Its feeling


Because I know
No matter where I go
It will never leave me
Nor will it deceive me


And no matter how far
I try to set apart
It will always be there
Deeper than my heart


And I love it
Because it loves me
Oh Jesus!
Your love is all
All I need!
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Sunday, June 6, 2010

FROM P (people) TO POG (people of God)

I try to give you the benefit of the doubt 
But, more times than often, you fail me
You are so fickle 
One day you're crowing and beaming in my face
Then the next day you pierce my heart 
With the striking hatred that gorges yours
For nearly 25 years, I have been blinded by your darkness
But as my eyes finally open wide 
And I witness the light shinning upon you
I, for the first time in my life, begin to see your true colors; 
I now behold the pigmentation that makes up who you really are

Presently, I am baffled
And left with a head full of bothersome questions like:
Are you and I friends?
Should I separate myself from you?
Can I live my life without you?
How must I deal with you? 

I am still afflicted by the fact that I have allowed myself
To be induced by you for so long
What on earth was I thinking?
Or was I even thinking at all?
I can't believe how fast season's change
Yesterday, I looked at you and I saw my best of friends
Today, your image disgusts me
I vomit at the very idea of me ever degrading myself again
By associating with such filth
You are sick and downright evil

I am so grateful to God for delivering me from you
I cannot live life without you
But surely, I don't have to live life like you
We may all be created in His image and in his likeness
But because you caused me to sin
I cut you off and casted you away from me
I couldn't operate righteously being chained
Linked to unbelievers and worshipers of the devil

For God I live and for God I'll die
I will no longer be threatened 
Nor will I hang among the wrath of the wicked
I admit, it was hard for me to let you go 
Because I didn't want to be alone
But I am not alone nor was I ever lonesome 

When you pull the dead leaves out of the soil
The pot may look empty for a while
But as the sun continues to shine
Something new and better will come up
Again I have arisen from the dirt
But this time, I'm surrounded by pogs 
From a much richer soil
And I couldn't possibly feel any better

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Saturday, May 15, 2010

Love Child

Every time I look into her young eyes I can see the many nights that she's cried from all the things she's gone through
Only 12 years old and already she's written the blues 
Innocent since birth, yet victimized time and time again on Earth 
By the very people who is supposed to love her
But just like a witches evil potions she' s been cursed with the blood of the wicked
Now only God can cleanse her soul and once again make her whole 
I've watched her change colors like the sky
Black from a strike to her to eye
Purple from bruises to her physique 
Red from her stolen innocence 
Blue from the emotion representing most of her days 
For this child I pray
I pray for peace to rest in her mind as she evolve in time 
And I pray for love to cover all the coldness that lye in her heart 
And I pray for healing, healing to give her a brand new start
So that she can see for the first time in her life what is like to be a child
And not a punching bag
And not a sexual play object for a heartless man
Or a piece of garbage thrown into the garbage can 
Or target practice for a size 12 
I pray that God  will remove all the scars to reveal an untampered flesh beneath the layers this love child
And give a brand new smile
One that will radiant with beauty
Poise with laughter 
Cry with happiness 
And glow with love
I pray that her lader will be greater than her past
I pray that she will grow up to be smarter than her wounded weak mind right now
Father if there isn't another thing I ask of you throughout my days
I pray that you will deliver this baby from her inherited evil ways 
And show her that all the colors of her past represents a rainbow 
A promise to her that no matter how many storms may come into her life
She will never be destroyed from the waters that rain down from her eyes
the many nights that she's cried
from all the nightmares of her past life. 



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The Look of Love

one morning she opened up her eyes gaining full sight
and she looked in the mirror and noticed that her body was just right
she then smiled, swung her hips from side to side
caressed the plumpness of her virgin thighs
and to herself, she winked her eye

she was ready
yes ready for love
ready to be touched in places 
by the boy that she'd often dream of

and so her mind was set
she opened up and finally let him in
in her heart
in her bed
then finally in between her legs

when it was all said and done
she sighed to herself "love isn't supposed to hurt"
and she was absolutely right
but she continued to endure to hurt 
night after night after night......

until she realized that 
all she and he now had was just sex
so she decided to slow down
and surely He quit coming around
quit answering her calls
quit responding to her emails
quit texting back
leaving her hurt
misused and abused
lost and afraid to love again

then one morning she opened up her eyes gaining full sight
and she looked in the mirror and noticed that her body was just right
she then smiled, swung her hips from side to side
caressed the plumpness of her now broken thighs
and to herself, she winked her eye

she was ready
yes ready for love again
only this time she desired more than the physical
she desired real love
that you stay on my mind all day love
that I can't get enough of you love
that you're all I dream of love

so she allowed her damaged heart to open again
for someone who was not just a boy but a friend
and she slowly but surely gave in 
and it felt so right
because it wasn't just sex every night 
but and all day love
until he noticed someone else
and for the second time in her life, she was left by herself 

days turned into months
and months turned into years
of bitterness towards men 
from all her past tears 

many would approach her
but only few succeeded  
because her experiences brought knowledge
so she could tell from first meet and greet that they wasn't what she needed 

and even for the ones who had made it 
to the first or even second to third date
she scooped them right from her plate
because she realized that they didn't go well with her meal 
though the garnish was nice
she wanted something that taste real 
and could blend with everything 

and of course she's been called out her name
ridiculed and picked on and marked with some sort of label 
but what most failed to see that she is just a girl
who wants something stable

the girl next door
that down chick with the sexy body
the cutie, the hotie 
a freak in the sheets 
a woman in the streets 
sometimes a psychotic episode
or and extremely heavy load 
but a realest 
a friend
a companion 
a potential mother 
and wife 

but because she has a camouflage from love
most are unwilling to go that extra mile to unwrap her inner beauty 
and see all the beautiful pieces of her
and love her flaws and all
and appreciate everything that makes up who she is
she will continue to wait
only this time not on man
but wait on God to send a husband 
even if it takes a lifetime
but when she finally receives her blessing 
she will finally be able to 

go to the mirror, open of her eyes gaining full sight
and say it doesn't matter how I look today
because he loves me

Inspired by Arlexia James 


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RED, WHITE, AND BLUE


 RED WHITE AND BLUE

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Red

Giving me mortality by flowing through my body in the form of blood
And not just any blood
Thick, rich, deep, and sacred blood
Passed down to me from generations 
of ancestors that led to the birth of my mother and father
which led to the creation of me
Blood that is often shed when I’m wounded
Blood that is often sacrificed for others whose bodies are thirsty
Blood that is purified as it travels through my veins and pumps from my heart
A unique blend of just the right pigmentations that make me who I am
A political radical or revolutionary color that sometimes
Stain our neighborhood streets, paint the walls of many buildings, infect the lives of innocent children, and wash the floors of emergency rooms across the world
From thick to thin
Found in the bodies of women, animals, and men
With power to kill, heal, cleanse, and save from the affliction of sin
A patriotic color representing a section to the symbol we call The American Flag
The color of the sky at sunset
The color my skin turns when I get upset
A representation of warm or hot and even the emotion love
Identifying the hearts of all people
Reminding us that even in a raciest world once all is blood is shed, we are all equal


White

The definition of purity
The Essence of Snow or that tasty beverage we call milk
The color of the clouds the migrate the sky when the climate is at its best
A contrasting color to all
But sometimes a bit raciest 
Wanting nothing to do with any color other than itself
Thinking that it is better than any one else 
But often stained and named
Non-convicted murderers that hide behind mask
Waiting to kill anything that doesn’t have a similar contrast
Thinking that all power rest in its hands
Just because it is currently above all of man
In terms of its economic status and class
Not realizing that if it stood alone
The world would be pale, colorless, and blank
And everything would have the same rank
Therefore there wouldn’t be anything to gain
Not even a stain
A so called reactionary or royalist
A counterrevolutionary mind that’s like no other, but
Only strong when it has another color to call brother

Blue

The color of the clear sky or the deep blue sea
The color I feel when I’m emotionally unhappy
A rigorous, balefully murky, yet beautiful color
That falls in the top three
Number two to be exact
After all is done
2nd place is not so bad
Therefore there is no need for one express its emotion 
which is often sad 
Rather represent its antonym cheerful
And be of good spirit
Remember that blue is the color of the sky
And that Heaven is above
Therefore blue must be 2nd place to love


Red, White, and Blue
Doesn't only represent the colors of America
The represent me, they represent you


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Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Elevated

This poem was inspired by so many people I've met throughout my journey. I hope that it inspires you!


I sometimes ask the questions
If God loves me, then why can’t I love myself?
Why am I only happy when I’m pleasing someone else?
Even I can’t understand
Why my desire for the love of man
Exceeds my desire for the love of God



Growing up in a small town with good looks, a nice figure, and a witty personality
Easily made me popular and earned me fame
Then I moved to a place where no one knew my name
Years of unhappiness passed and I had no one to blame, but myself
Because I got content with putting me on the bottom shelf
To help display everyone else



And as time went on, I managed to create an invisible image of myself
Even I became blind to who I was
I was lost, feeble, and confused
But I continued on allowing myself to be used
Now I’m just abused



Hurt from all the pain I allowed myself to experience
By lowering my standards and accepting less than what God said I could have
Such a fool I am
To live my life this way
And continuously pay
A debt that I don’t even owe



They say you reap what you sow
And that’s true
But if you keep allowing yourself to be consumed
You will forever feel blue
Dejected and concealed
In a state of mistaking identity
To a point of crisis



And that’s exactly where I am today
I’m afraid that if I don’t begin to change my ways
I will only have worse days
To look forward to
And because my past has proven this to be true



I have decided that today, I will start living for me again
I declare myself now loosed from the sin
Of putting others before God
I'm going to take all the memories of the old me
And create a trail that will help me find who I am
The person God Himself created me to be



And once I find my true self
I will never go back to the bottom shelf
Because I know what it feels like to be there



Consider me elevated!



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Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Falling In Love With Jesus

I found myself out on the streets
Chasing,
Running,
And spitting game to every girl that I’d meet
I was an addict


Addictive to round apple bottoms
Small waist lines
Curvy hips
Big breast
And sweet full lips


Everyday I was on a mission
Like a dog in heat
I was on the hunt for my next hit


Flattering up woman after woman with charming conversation
Making them think that with me they would be elevated needless did they know
They were being victimized to my condemnation
Because all I had to offer and wanted to give was penetration


That would pierce the walls of their treasures
Allowing me to discover the jewels that were sacredly hidden
And consume their fruit
That was once forbidden


I took pride and found glory on the hunt to catch my prey
Night after night
Day after day
I’d lay sinfully in the comfort of someone else’s home
Not realizing that I was wrong
And I refused to give it up so I went on
Until I found love


And I knew I had fallen in love
Because I developed feelings of regret for my actions
And not only that
I began to receive no satisfaction
I felt drugged
For I was numb at the womb
Therefore it was pointless of me to continue to consume
The one thing that had me in gloom – for so many years


For the first time in my life
I felt torn
Broken
And withered
At this point I realized
That I had been restored
Healed
And delivered


And this new love that I had found
Was an unconditional love
The kind you can be around all day long
And still can’t get enough of


This Love was truly amazing
For when I felt down
It lifted me up
When I felt weak
It made me strong
When I felt like giving up
It pushed me to go on


This Love was like no other
Better than that of a companion
A father
A mother
A sister
Or brother


This Love was higher than the most high
And richer than the richest
It possessed more beauty than anything in the world
Even beyond the beauty of woman and girl


With this Love
I have experienced some of my happiest days
This Love made me give up
All of my evil and wicked ways
Now I find myself giving this love all my praise
For if it had not been for this Love, I’d probably be dead, sleeping in my grave
But thanks to this Love I am blessed to say that I am now saved…



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OUT THE BOX

What happened to you?
You who use to smile and laugh and just glow
But now it seems that life has you stressed
And I try so hard to reach out to you, but you push me away
And enclose yourself in your little box of self solitude
Trying to solve everything on your own
When we are in this thing together


Understanding and considerate of your needs, I am
But I think that as your partner it is selfish of you to lock me out
Of your thoughts, of your struggles, of your box
Can’t you see that seeing you unhappy makes me unhappy?
Sometimes I want to just hug you and squeeze away all the pain
But your heartless self addiction pushes me away


Truly every night for you, I pray
I pray that our latter will be greater than things are now
Because I am empty inside
I need your arms to hold me again
I need your love to console me again
I want our family to create wonderful memories that will generate stories
To tell to our grandchildren


What must we do to brighten the dark clouds that’s storming your happiness
If you just open up to me and let me help
I’ll try my best to be your rainbow
And together we will weather this storm and subdue the dark clouds
But you have to let me inside your box
Otherwise forever, you shall be confined in depression



Believe me when I say, I still love you
And I’m in this thing till death do us part
But I don’t want to be in this thing alone
I need you to join me and our children
As we continue to embark on this journey
To an endless love, so my darling I say unto you
Get out of the box!!






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