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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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

2^nd 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 2^nd 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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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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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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