WHEN LIFE SPEAKS

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Hopeful Affair

What good is your word
When I've never heard you speak anything but lies

So baby please shhhh! just be quiet

Let me seize the moment to breathe in a breath of fresh air

Before we perfume the atmosphere with the smell of our sin

I keep telling myself to fall back more over and again

Yet I continue to keep letting you back in

Damn! I wish my flesh wasn't so weak

Then maybe I'd be able to speak

And use my head before jumping in bed

With another man's wife

Never in a million years

Would I have thought that one of my biggest fears

Would be getting caught creeping

With a married woman who's supposed to be at home sleeping

While her husband is at work!

Little does he know

As soon as he clocks in, she clocks out

And without a doubt

She knocks on my door

Night after night lusting for more

Of what she say's she's missing at home

And as much as I want to refuse her

I oblige, continuing to satisfy her needs

All-the-while believing that she is going to leave him for me!

Monday, September 19, 2011

G.R.A.C.E. (Getting Renewed And Covered Everyday)

Like the titanic I'm treading on waters slowly sinking

Heart racing, pulse pacing, mind constantly thinking

Trying to figure out, how in hell did I get to this place

From sprinting to walking now crawling, trying to endure the race

Like a dying tree in the forest, I stand in pain

Praying to the healer, to send down the rain

So my roots can stop shaking and be so at ease

That I may once again be a cool breeze

But in a way, like a slave, I'm tired

Tired of fighting and working so hard everyday only to be fired

And replaced by the very people I've trained

Then off to another job I go, without anything gained

Sometimes I feel like a muppet

Controlled by the hands of another, like some cheap puppet

I know I am a real boy

But often times I feel like a toy

Being played with by society

And you wonder why I suffer with anxiety

If only you could walk in my shoes

Then maybe you'd understand what it feels like to lose

Patience I have, but hope seems thin

What must I do to turn this life of mine over again

Who do I have to prove what to

To end this cycle of constantly feeling blue

I wish I could rewind my emotions to when I felt free

I'd travel again and again back to happy me

I wouldn't care at all or have the slightest once of worry

Unfortunately, that's not my story

For my life is real and not make believe

The only way to be a winner is to constantly achieve

That's why even though I feel walked on like the ground

I can't dwell on it too long and keep my head down

Because I have so much to smile about

Even in chaos, my life, without a doubt, is worth a shout

So I must continue to pick back up these pieces of me

And unselfishly choose to be happy

Even though in my shoes lies a strain

Someone else is walking in more pain

So forgive me father for being ungrateful

I doubted you, but now I'm back faithful

I know that I may feel like the titantic

But I know that you will protect me and never leave me to sink

For you said in your word that you are able to do

Exceedingly and abundantly above all I can ask or think

And I know that you are not a man that you should lie

Therefore I will no longer cry

Instead, I will rejoice and be of good cheer in this place

And continue to thank you for your Amazing Grace

Friday, September 2, 2011

Lies

Every day it poisons the atmosphere

Condemning reality with make believe

A chain a non-sense foolery

Spoken to deceive

Trying to right what's wrong

By providing some hype thrill

Creating an interesting garnish

To camouflage the real deal

Temporarily distressful yet often successful

Used in hopes to avoid jail

Selling our souls to the oppressor

Making up our beds in hell

Helping nothing, confusing all

Trying hard to make amends

One plus one after the other plus another

The cycle never ends

Until the chain begins to create a circle

And the circle creates a rope

That tightens the vocal chords to release the truth

And give us hope

Friday, August 12, 2011

Life is a gift, the way we live it is a choice!

partial darkness diminished from light

I lay hidden beneath Its covering

unconscious in a natural periodic state of rest

experiencing a series of images, ideas, and emotions

anticipating the sensation of them coming to pass

mental and emotional suffering I've endured far too long

being married to a partner called sin

imprisoning myself, walking by sight

blinded by my intense eagerness

for that deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection

and solicitude toward another person called love

purified waters, I contaminated before marriage

created a chain of partners

eventually yielding relentless years

of free falling tears

dripping from my eyes in disgust

of my reality show

if only I could rewind time

I'd make better decisions

rather than rationalize

justifying the reasons why

I rebelled moreover and again

from divorcing sin

unfortunately, life isn't operated by a remote

which means it is at continuous play

until the day comes when it stop broadcasting

then and only then will our stories end

so until that day comes

we must open our eyes, step back into the light

and face the heat of being disobedient

serving the opposer

Choose Ye This Day, Whom Ye Will Serve...

Joshua 24:15

Friday, August 5, 2011

One Woman's Blues

Every time I speak with her

I listen closely as her voice sings the blues

very emotionally she expresses great hurt in her heart

from being broken and misused

she lectures on and on and on

about how year after year she's gone

through the same heartbreaking things

patiently waiting for change to call,

but the phone never rings

now she's reached a point of rage

too afraid to turn the page

because she's weary, weary of the next chapter in her life

wondering whether or whether not she will remain his wife

They say that out of every drug

the most powerful and addicting one is love

and she has truly overdosed not only the drug

but the possibility of ever becoming clean

because no matter how many times the toxins of love poison her heart

she remains a junkie

refusing to overcome her desire

daily burning in the heat of loves fire

My God

It is my prayer to you for her

that you will open up her blind eyes and give her vision

so that she can see the possibility

of living her life without all the hostility

so that she can look into the mirror

and she the great woman that she is

that magical dream come true to every man who ever wished in his life

to behold such a precious token as she for a wife

Truly, I would never want to see a home broken after countless years

but if the foundation of that home is built on a lie

then one may as well start kissing the walls goodbye

because they'll never be strong enough hold the roof of a wounded heart

they'll never stand bold enough to protect the soul

they'll never stretch wide enough to recover the sweet memories of a tired mind

And they will never possess enough strength to last throughout the end of time

therefore one must break down those rugged walls

and unto them, light a match, start from scratch

and build a sturdy foundation that will support every wound,

every scar, every nick, and and every stain

that may come in time

My God

It is my prayer to you

that you will take the ruins of the old walls

and rebuild them in your likeness so that they will never fall

into the pits of sin to avoid her ever singing this blues song again

Walking fast, Moving Slow,
Surrounded by paths, Yet no where to go,
Voices call, No answer,
Living each day, Dying of cancer,
My reality, Your fear,
You're in sorrow, I'm full of cheer,
Forever praising, Until my time runs out,
In Heaven I'll be, Without a doubt,

WHAT ABOUT YOU?

Thinking out loud...

Eyes open, Vision gone,

Mind wondering, How long,

Sleepless nights, Restless days,

Refusal to give up, Persistence pays,

Days gone by, Same ole stuff,

Lord help me, I've had enough....