I am created.
When praying, pray for the soul first, for the body’s physical pain is a direct reflection of the soul’s unrest.
I am my own chaos.
I don’t want ANYONE else but her.
Why is it that I feel so different, when I want to be just the same?
It’s not that I don’t appreciate my Black culture. I just don’t appreciate my soul being locked up in this body- regardless of what color it is.
I love when she says my name and if she said it a billion times, each time would just as special as the one before. And even then it STILL would not be enough because her voice is like air to me; and as I inhale every cell of her she in return keeps the strings in my heart beating; And we make melodies that turn into songs and those songs patiently await to be sang again at the command of her voice saying, my name.
I am lost like a light wondering through a dark room.
My daughter brings me the purest form of joy I’ve ever had the privilege to witness.
To say that we are not of the world but in it contradicts our whole creation. We are made from and of the Earth. Therefore, sin is flesh and spirit is the opposite; that which is good.
We come in the world alone and we die alone, therefore judgment should be left ALONE.
God allows ALL things to happen. It’s funny when people say “God allowed this to happen, but not that…” ALL things are happening now; good or bad because God so allowed.
Stop selling placebo sermons.
I’ve always wondered how scripture was documented in the Bible. Did they have assigned Scroll Masters that walked around with rocks writing everything down?
Life is so much easier when you take TIME, SPACE and MATTER out of the equation. None of it really exists, it just seems that way from down here.
It’s not that God is complicated it’s that we complicate the Divine.
It’s not that I want you to believe me or even agree; I just have a hard time not being me So if I offend you, indirectly or not; Charge it to my humanity cause my souls SPEAKS A LOT.
They say sleep is for the Dreamers; well I like to dream; and even if it’s blurry it don’t mean a thing; no matter what they say; it don’t matter me none; I won’t stop dreaming until my dream is done.
I need a vacation from myself; God said “Don’t you dare.” I admit its hard fighting myself; I just want someone to care.
Everything that is known is not always necessary to state. It’s like saying that Humans breath.
We are made from the dust; so we are meant to scatter. It’s easy to lust but so hard to matter.
There is no greater pain than the fear of having it.
You can’t get over me until you get over you.
A thought alone does not matter because it is not yet MATTER; therefore there are myriads of thoughts that we cannot fathom; so thoughts float awaiting someone to grab on; much like a soul being steered vicariously along; I plead you to catch my thoughts and make them what you wish; but remember a wish is just a wish until you manifest it.
“Better” is one of those tricky words that feels good when you hope for it, but once received is still not enough.
You broke my heart, it fell to the floor; I pieced it back together; It won't fall anymore; Now you say I don't care; You know that's not true; I just won't let one heartbreak, turn into two.
I want to stop time and let go for a spell; Methodically plan out my next inhale; But it’s hard to breath, the world is so polluted; Maybe if I try hard then I can do it; But the truth is I can’t; Not even if I tried; I’m a fish out of water just trying to survive. Breath in breath out, I know I can do it; Can somebody help me? I’m about to lose it! The world is fading black, I’m losing my mind; Breath in breath out, I’m all out of time.
They say u never miss what u never had, But with every fiber in my being I miss my Dad, And although I never met him I still need him so, sometimes who you need is who you don't know.
“We are not OF the world, but IN it”/Tell me how that can be/It contradicts our existence
Why don’t you see? /That the Earth IS our world/That’s how God made it to be
We were made OF the Earth/But we live our hypocrisy/From the dust we rose/That’s what your Word says/It’s not what you chose/It’s what God did/For our flesh IS the sin/We were born OF it/Stop buying those placebo sermons/The world is here and we are apart of it.
We are puppets with no strings/Created then destroyed w/ no understanding of why
We chose at will with no hands to guide our motions/Our noses don’t grow with lies
But our souls grow with experience/What must a Puppet Maker think of such an unconventional creation? /The Human Being.
My Lincoln Tunnel flooded
Her Hudson River wouldn’t let up
So she crashed against my walls
And said “No need to clean up”
We differentiate ourselves from each other
But the only difference is we have different Mothers
In us, dwells the same sacred thing
Doesn’t matter whether you’re blue, black or green
We ALL have souls and that makes us the same
When you curse me, you curse your own name
So next time you regard me in a bad light
Realize that we are all ONE in God’s sight.
Some say it’s crazy that God shows favor;
That all are the same despite the situation;
Well I beg to differ and I've graced your soul;
God favors YOU just in case u didn't know;
Your light outshines the darkness through & through;
And I'm a witness that God favors you;
So when your down & feeling low;
Just look behind you, God’s been following you all along
There’s a dead tree standing, been there for years
Once I saw it leaning, like someone crying tears
I wander why it stood like that, so sad that it had died
I wander why it hadn’t fallen yet, it couldn’t if it tried
Why would something that’s dead insist on standing alone?
Maybe it wants to prove a point or give a message to carry on
Don’t become a dead tree standing and let your roots become brittle and crack
Cherish
each breath of life; once we’re gone we don’t come back
You had a relationship
That just didn’t work
You had to jump ship
Now you can’t get back on the boat
You got fired from your job
You didn’t think it was fair
Now you want revenge
And gave away all of your cares
Your Father left you
When you were just ‘Ye’ high
You always wanted to see him
But he never came by
Your Mom went to jail
She left you all alone
You hate her till this day
You wish she would come home
Don’t be a dead man walking
Just let it go
If we don’t let go of “life”
We remain dead until we go
I find myself chasing humanity
Like seconds chase minutes on the wall
I try not to be like myself
Sometimes I don’t feel human at all
I find myself hiding myself
Eclipsed like the Sun behind the Moon
I want to stow away myself
In the furthest corner in the back room
I find myself loving myself
Like the stars that hold the sky
Sometimes I like being myself
But sometimes I just don’t want to try
I find myself hating myself
Holding on like fire atop the sea
It’s not that I don’t appreciate myself
It’s just hard being apart of humanity
I don’t know how to say it
Maybe I never will
You won’t let your guard down
You hide from me still
Maybe I’m not worth it
For you to even try
I know nobody’s perfect
But I thought I was worthwhile
Open your heart’s door
Please let me inside
Don’t hide anymore
Our limit is beyond the sky.
I am not my body, despite what you say
I am not my attributes, they too go away
Instead I am my Soul that deliberately flows
Turning this way & that, where ever it goes
I am not my body it won’t matter when I die
My soul is what counts, it exceeds the sky
So don’t be blue about your physical self
Know that perfection is your spiritual self
Not how much you possess or what you own
No, it’s the soul that’s beautiful, the soul lives on.
Nobody thought to take a picture
Nobody thought ahead
Nobody saw the big picture
Years went by instead
Why didn’t you take a picture?
I would’ve liked to see
Mom, I hate you didn’t take a picture
You didn’t stop to think about me
My adopted siblings are out of the picture
My Dad is too
You didn’t even take a picture
So I guess my imagination will have to due
You
say if you were in my shoes you would do things differently
But
you don't fit my shoes
You don't even wear my brand
So tell
me how it's so easy to see things from my view?
We have a
tendency to judge
Even hold a grudge
Not always out of
spite
But just plain ignorance
Cause ignorance is "Not
knowing" after all
You don't know me
But you judge
me
You say "If I were you I would..."
But you're
not me
You don't look like me
You don't walk like me
You
don't live like me
You don't think like me
Hell if I had
a twin IT still wouldn't be just like me
But YOU know what's best
for me?
"The
decision is yours" they say
Then what is God for?
Am
I really just out here by myself?
Of course not
So how is it
that you haven't gone thru what I've gone through
But you know
what YOU would do?
It's easy to decide when its not you
But
if it was you
You really don't know what YOU would do
Cause
guess what?
Its NOT
you
So don't tell me it's all up to me
If it was then I
would know my dad
My mama never would have left me
And I
would know my siblings
It was the decisions that were made
for me that makes me, ME
That made me think like ME
Not out
of choice, No…
This was forced
So please understand me
when I say that I have is a lot of responsibility
And if it was
completely up to me
I would be free
I would have no
responsibility
But guess what? It's
not up to me
I
DO have responsibilities
Not just to me
But to everything
that surrounds me
Is there anybody out there that can
understand me?
Please! I'm begging you please
Stop trying to
wear my shoes
My shoes don't fit you
We are Complex
Simplicities
Wrapped up within ourselves
But God is simply
simple
There is no trick to dispel
Humans
complicate God
Give Him “Godly” attributes
Like He HAS
good and He HAS
mercy
Without looking at the root
See,
God IS
good and God IS
mercy
But we personify Him
There are no parts to make up God
There’s no magic to figure
No,
God is quite simple
Just look in the mirror
Throw away your
composite philosophies
They don’t even matter
Because
everything we “see” really isn’t so
It’s just our human
perspective
There’s no mystery to know
We use religion as
an elective
And then we call it Godly
We claim to have
all the glory
Without seeing the obvious
That God is a story
It
never ends
It simply goes around
And then around again
Much
like the seasons
With the absence of time
It’s not that God
is complicated
It’s that we complicate the Divine.
I’m like Marvin moving down the line
I’m not a troubled man; I have a troubled mind
But I still keep it moving; One step at a time
Each step is harder; But each step is mine
It’s like paying for something
That you still haven’t got
Or painting the white lines
Before paving the black lot
Yeah life seems backwards
But life is still the same
When I feel like giving up
I just remember how far I came
They said I couldn’t do it; They said I wouldn’t succeed; They said she won’t make it; She’s poor and in need; She doesn’t have any money just her selfless pride; They said I couldn’t do it; But still I tried; They said I wouldn’t make it; Said nobody cares; They said I couldn’t take it; I left that negativity there; I CAN do it; Despite what they say; I WILL do it; I grow stronger everyday; I AM doing it; No matter what u thought; Life doesn’t stop me; I’m all I got.
It's ironic how rich people get all of the attention for all the WRONG reasons, and the poor people get ignored for what rich people call RIGHT reasons.
Don’t say you can’t do it; Don’t say you will fail; Take one step forward; Make your dreams prevail; It may not be easy; The road may be rough; Life may not be breezy; But God, you can trust; So shoot beyond the sky; And don’t you stop; The Devil IS a lie; But the TRUTH, he is not.
My brown eyes turned blue when the purple sky cried; Rain drops fell and filled my eyes; The thunder in my heart beat thru my chest; Lightening paralyzed my body and put me to rest; Now my body passed on beyond the storm; Life is so much easier w/o this bodily form.
You can’t find your way in if you don’t know your way out; You can’t start driving without knowing your route; You can’t expect wealth with no effort to grow; You have to map out your journey to reap what you sow; You can’t get to the finish without taking the first step; It’s not what you hope for; its what you do next.
Her baby was taken today; To the Auction block to be sold away; It’s funny how we complain about our current Black state; When we can’t fathom or even relate; To our Ancestors sitting in their own waste; What a shame that we don’t appreciate; All that our Ancestors went through just for us to prosper today; We want big rims and iced out chains; When once we couldn’t even speak our true names; What a shame that we forgot from whence we came.
A great man once said “Longevity has its place”; This man was touched by the right hand of grace; My soul moves to hear this Great Soul speak; He gave hope to the hopeless & strength the weak; It’s not hard to see why longevity bowed out in his life; Greatness can’t stay in a world so full of strife; Be like him & stand up for what’s right; Be like Martin Luther King & add your PIECE to bring PEACE in this life.
Sometimes the greatest people have the greatest struggles.
Sometimes even after all you’ve planned to do; Life throws a wrench in what you wanted to pursue; You took all the right steps to avoid this plight; Now all your hard work seems to be out of sight; You want to give up and close the door; But no great thing is easy, so try once more; Try once more and then try again; It’s not the loss that counts- it’s the will to win.
Dear America, my Country tis’ of thee; I can’t even get a Doctor to see me; Once it was free but now I have to pay; Seems like America will always be this way; It’s a shame that I can’t be seen because I’m too sick; When that’s why Healthcare is there, something doesn’t fit; So Big Grand America, I hope you see; You’re killing the poor with your hypocrisy; So take a look again for my sake; It’s not just my money- it’s my life you take.
My soul is heavy but my body is spry; Sometimes my soul can’t carry me no matter how hard I try; I can’t carry this body it’s hard to keep peace; I get tired and want to get away from me; But then I remember all I’ve come through; Then God reminds me of all He has for me to do; So when your tired just keep the course; You can’t expect to get to the finish line w/o going FORWARD first.
YOU are your greatest inspiration.
What a blessing to have a family to see; Ones that you can call on in the time of need; How foolish to take them for granted; Without realizing that they too can one day be recanted; So when you complain about your family this Holiday Season; Remember some don’t have one for whatever rhyme or reason; Be grateful for your family, I pray that you may; There are those that pray for family and are still praying till this day.
When I pass on please do not weep; I have 99 Elephants marching behind me; We are on our way to the mountaintop; Nothing can detour us-we can’t be stopped; My life is gone but my soul lives on; God is with me, I finally made it home.
It doesn’t matter what day He was born; It only matters why; Christmas isn’t meant to be a political scorn; It’s a celebration from up high; It doesn’t matter how many presents you get; Or if yours are better than theirs; It only matters that you don’t forget; That God loves us and He cares; So this Christmas when you open your gifts; Remember this prayer and say, “Lord my soul, please uplift; I thank you God for another Christmas day.”
Sometimes a misunderstanding will rain on your parade; Not enough was said to make it OK; But despite these feelings, chose to move on; You can’t take back words that were said too strong; So this Christmas Season be filled with cheer; And enjoy special moments with those you hold dear; For what is love but to be nurtured and cherished; It’s not the bad moments that count, it’s what you do with them.
Past, present and future, it’s all the same; What just happened is happening now and will again; It’s past mistakes that follow us like shadows in the night; Present thoughts blend with past shadows to find some light; So we look to the future in hope of better days; But what good is hope without remembering yesterday? The past can’t be erased but the present can show you how; Take a step forward, your future starts now.
We were borrowed from the Earth, its only right that we give ourselves back; Our Human bodies are mere reflections of its origin and all it lacks; Bodies and souls don’t mix like snow in the deep of May; But somehow we make it work as our Creator did that day; The Soul has a life sentence and the prison is called Humanity; Earth life is not my Soul’s life, release me from this insanity.
The hardest thing to accept is being misunderstood; One thing was meant but it wasn’t taken for good; We are all different but we expect to be just the same; One thinks it’s serious but one takes it as a game; If only you could tour my mind and I tour yours; Then we wouldn’t have to explain ourselves anymore; But we can’t do that its not that easy; God didn’t mean for life to be breezy; So I understand you’re YOU and I am ME; Let’s leave it at that and let it be.
Sometimes I have profound thoughts that soon go away; Sometimes such ethereal thoughts are not meant to stay; But I continue to write to sort them all out; Most times I start writing before knowing what I’m writing about; But when I’m done I’ve written a miraculous story; And I too, have been blessed by God’s unyielding glory; For I do not own the thoughts from my profound mind; They’re God’s thoughts that have been thought over and over, time after time.
They say a miniature disaster will be the death of me; I felt that way when my Blackberry went out on me; I thought my world had ended because of this precocious device; Nothing made me feel better, not even the wisest advice; Then God told me 2 just let it go; Ur priorities were wrong and you didn’t even know; Once upon a time there were no cell phones; Be thankful for breathing child- phones are only meant to talk on.
Once upon a time we thought the world was flat; Looking back now, we couldn’t fathom that; Over the years knowledge is gained; As more time passes, knowledge is stained; Humans are great at misconstruing the truth; We are so vain and painstakingly uncouth; What will it take to make our Creator proud? It’s more than just saying it firmly out loud; See, God already knows what we thought we knew; If there is doubt, Google it, God created that too.
God hasn’t forgot, no matter how long it seems; Sometimes dark clouds come and rain on all your dreams; You just put your last on a never ending bill; Seems the more you pour out, the more the glass fills; Then it all spills over, seems it will never stop; Just hold on, God hasn’t forgot.
They say I’m ‘addicted to hurry’, I just can’t slow down; Time seems to run out like sunshine in the Winter time; There’s just not enough time to do all I need to do; The one thing that was pressing, has now turned into two; But God told me to slow down, it doesn’t pay to hurry through life; Stop and take a glance, He said, soon it will pass you by.
One day its going right and the next terribly bad; One day I’m disappointed and the next I’m glad; But I don’t worry, because I will not fall; I’ve been through scores of storms and I still stand tall; No, you can’t cripple me, I don’t think you understand; Ask me how I do it, my feet are planted in God’s hands; Therefore, I am unmovable, I will not break; I will remain here standing; Quitting is not apart of MY fate.
Buildings fell down in Haiti, for a moment you could not hear a sound; Bodies lay dead, with children weeping on the ground; The Quake came out of nowhere, no one could see; It happened swift and fast, shock stained dead faces solemnly; What might God being saying to send such a strong storm? But to enlighten those left behind and firmly warn; That life is precious, we don’t know when our last day will be; Take each day as a blessing and please pray for Haiti
They say honey never spoils and that blows my mind; No other food is like it, its one of a kind; Much like honey, God keeps His godly tenacity; We are created in His image yet we cause our own catastrophes; We want to be like Him, but we act disobediently; Then blame it on God when we’ve caused our own destinies; Honey flows as sweet as the streams; Honey, honey do you see what I mean; We were meant to dwell forever in God’s land; But we keep spoiling the honey- don’t spoil it again.
Today is Dr. Martin Luther King Jr’s birthday; 81 years ago God sent a chosen Angel to stay; This Angel said “An eye for an eye will leave us all blind”; Who would have thought those words would last through time; As we remember the birth of this great man; Ask yourself what have you done to take a stand; We have come a long way but we have many miles ahead; But we can’t reach the mountaintop if we chose to sit instead.
We went from Adam to Atom bombs & turned rights to wrongs; Humanity can’t seem to live & still get along; We have war over religion & call it politics; We brutalize the weak and think He doesn’t notice it; The Sudanese walked 1,000 miles to escape Muslim defeat; When Americans complain about the Prada’s on their feet; We can change, it isn’t a mystery; But first we must not make money more important than Humanity.