Reckless
They used to call me reckless
But today they say im blessed
I just say my life's been changed by my savior Jesus
They say the lower you have fallen
The higher you have to rise
I say that the mercy is even greater
You just have to see it from His eyes
No matter what He thinks of me
Yet there still remains
Those who disagree
About my worthy, my value, my place.
They disagree that He would send me on His mission
But like a train I barrel on with tunnel vision
I think about my past now in a different spirit
If it weren't for where I've been
Would this still be my present?
I thank Him for my blessings
but I also thank him for my trials
because through my hardest times
I know He cradled me like a child
Today my testimony keeps me in check
Where others only see a lost cause
I see a precious soul worthy of heaven
I can't imagine what I would be
If God had not stepped in
Glad that I can empathize with brokenness
I won't apologize if my past doesn't meet your expectations
I'm angry at the way the world is blinded by deception
But faithful in the meaning of my Jesus resurrection
I want to be the type of person
Who inspires someone else to have a life worth living
As iron sharpens iron
Lord let me be used by you
As a light
as your salt
as a safe haven
as a refuge
My City Sleeps at Night
My city sleeps at night
No longer are cars impatiently revving
their engines at the intersection stop lights.
Instead yellow and orange blink incessantly
but it's calming rather than exciting.
There's a lull in the air
like smoke in the atmosphere
it's thick like a blanket-
and almost nobody is there
But a few passing cars
With loud music blaring out the window
from the stereo
I catch a bit of the tune but the words escape me though.
Peaceful.
Such a stark juxtaposition to just a few hours ago
Like in a play where the setting
remains the same
but the general mood and feeling has changed
The sky is dark blue but not really
The color is almost impossible to describe
but the stars are bright white
as they softly glimmer on this summer night
The air is warm to the touch and heavy with moisture
I feel if I stick out my tongue I could even taste the water
And for a moment I am completely grounded and rooted in the present.
I like to dream even while I'm awake
I'm the type of person who sees limitless potential for every moment to be changed from ordinary to something great
:breathe:
But right now in this moment
It feels like everything is nearly perfect
I don't feel too cold or too warm.
But there's a charge in the air
I barely feel reverberating
like right before a storm.
The only thing that would improve my mood
is if the clouds let loose and let the rain just pour.
No longer are cars impatiently revving
their engines at the intersection stop lights.
Instead yellow and orange blink incessantly
but it's calming rather than exciting.
There's a lull in the air
like smoke in the atmosphere
it's thick like a blanket-
and almost nobody is there
But a few passing cars
With loud music blaring out the window
from the stereo
I catch a bit of the tune but the words escape me though.
Peaceful.
Such a stark juxtaposition to just a few hours ago
Like in a play where the setting
remains the same
but the general mood and feeling has changed
The sky is dark blue but not really
The color is almost impossible to describe
but the stars are bright white
as they softly glimmer on this summer night
The air is warm to the touch and heavy with moisture
I feel if I stick out my tongue I could even taste the water
And for a moment I am completely grounded and rooted in the present.
I like to dream even while I'm awake
I'm the type of person who sees limitless potential for every moment to be changed from ordinary to something great
:breathe:
But right now in this moment
It feels like everything is nearly perfect
I don't feel too cold or too warm.
But there's a charge in the air
I barely feel reverberating
like right before a storm.
The only thing that would improve my mood
is if the clouds let loose and let the rain just pour.
Train
Gotta catch this train, before it passes on by,
past this town, past my stop and straight out of my life.
It's like a morgue where I stand,
because the winter is near
but I wait patiently for my train to arrive.
I count the trees just to pass the time,
but their stoic and fearless appearance only reminds me that I am alone
and completely unsure of myself.
If only you were here with me,
maybe we two could show the same solidarity,
as the group of trees that sway this way and that
together as one in the tumultuous winter winds.
I inhale the bitter, freezing air,
and exhale bursts of smoke, as if my insides are really on fire,
and I am only imagining that the air around me is so very cold.
I gaze about at the bleakness of the day, and I cringe as I see that I am all alone.
past this town, past my stop and straight out of my life.
It's like a morgue where I stand,
because the winter is near
but I wait patiently for my train to arrive.
I count the trees just to pass the time,
but their stoic and fearless appearance only reminds me that I am alone
and completely unsure of myself.
If only you were here with me,
maybe we two could show the same solidarity,
as the group of trees that sway this way and that
together as one in the tumultuous winter winds.
I inhale the bitter, freezing air,
and exhale bursts of smoke, as if my insides are really on fire,
and I am only imagining that the air around me is so very cold.
I gaze about at the bleakness of the day, and I cringe as I see that I am all alone.
Will this train ever get here?
I am out on a limb, the nagging and constant pain in my heart
just a reminder of the giant leap of faith I have taken, without even a glimpse of what kind of landing I will meet.
I am out on a limb, the nagging and constant pain in my heart
just a reminder of the giant leap of faith I have taken, without even a glimpse of what kind of landing I will meet.
I fear the worst, I am too late, I have missed that train…
But in the distance I hear, such an uplifting sound
A whistle resounds and echoes across the cold, still air.
It is here, and I will ride it wherever it shall take me.
But in the distance I hear, such an uplifting sound
A whistle resounds and echoes across the cold, still air.
It is here, and I will ride it wherever it shall take me.
Hope
Hope glimmers in the
distance
past the dark and dreary murk that has amassed over time
Confusion turns to problem solving
and I wonder
Why was I so worried in the first place?
Sure the journey was long
and arduous
but what is a life without struggle?
Through resistance, strength is built
and tasks that were once extremely difficult become
somewhat bearable.
We learn responsibility through making the right choices.
By choosing to do what is right,
we also learn accountability, are you listening?
The fundamentals of life is learning,
and applying your knowledge to your life;
in a way that is productive and not cruel.
Try to do right by yourself and others,
apply the golden rule to your application of knowledge,
and you will be that glimmer of hope
to someone as mine is to me.
Strive for excellence
resist your defeat
Life is what you make of it and I live mine full of hope and grace.
I write because sometimes
what's in my heart is not the same thing that's on my mind.
When I speak its like my brain competes with time
and my mouth resorts to stating stark observations
as opposed to the nuances of color and rhyme
that my heart is able to easily define.
I like that words can roll of of my tongue and sometimes
I can relate my true feelings in a way that makes you feel you really understand me.
Bur if I take a second to internalize what's going on all around me
though my mind
is quick to come to a conclusion
my heart can sometimes
see past the illusion of 'real life'
so to speak.
My heart, the essence of who i am is best found on paper.
my writing is my feelings no cryptic code needed to decipher
Just read and breathe and take me in
I swear that you will like it
When i am that much deeper under your skin
feel me
Like this paper feels this pen
I cry
I laugh
I hurt
I rejoice
I fall
I rise
I do those things because I am human. I write because I need it
Like I need my next breath
The Boy King
You open your mouth and spew division and poison all for a vote
you seek recognition from vipers and others who denote
nothing more than the degradation of a once silent
and ignorant society.
Silent because people were made to understand
that certain vices and behaviors are inherently bad
Today every sin and vice is like a badge of honor
Don't get me wrong I love when folks make it out of bad situations
but there is no reason to coddle them during their latest
adultery or drug binge.
Ignorant to the horrors of aborted babies in doctors offices
places where healing was meant to occur;
One single life, the cost of his or her mother's
15 minutes of pleasure.
The womb was once the safest place for an American baby
now its a danger zone; the baby an abhorrence
once touted as a punishment by the 'boy king' in reference
to if his daughters were to ever put themselves in a position
where they too became impregnated.
Ignorant to what transpires behind closed doors of consenting adults
now there are parades and pornography on what used to be
family programs on regular cable TV.
You claim not to know about the events
that affected parents, spouses and children of heroic Americans,
yet you jump in on a local case because you saw it
as an opportunity to create more racial division.
If that's the case
and you are as ignorant as you claim
you are not a magician or a king
but a puppet dancing on invisible string.
The Bible says to walk the straight and narrow path,
don't look to the right or the left.
On the right we have corrupt politicians
only interested in growing their own investments
they feed on my convictions all the while not really living it themselves.
The left is straight real about the evil that they peddle
only difference is that they turn the villains into victims
like a twisted fairy tale and what's worse is that they buy it.
Christians say they are behind you because God raised you up
but that is false I know that God allowed it but just like in Hosea 8:4
you are a mere idol to their own lusts.
I don't believe in you
I do believe that God can change you
but only if you let him.
I pray for the state of this nation,
I pray that we will magnify God and not our sin.
When we exult our sin there is no covering left, no protection
and it won't matter if you call upon allah, or claim to be an atheist
once His judgment is upon our lives; you won't be able to claim ignorance.
Just call upon Jesus.
Just Trippin'
So this world is real sick it’s dying from cancer
Turn on the news they have a verdict but not the answer
Black faces and white faces share the same looks of disgust
And do not associate one another with the word ‘us’
Injustice for one is injustice for all
And yet they point the finger at each other while the flies
on the wall
Attracted to the lingering smell of desiccated flesh and
remains
Print news stories that sensationalize and fan the flames
To a mass of people with no ability to discern
What they are really saying is ‘it should have been your
child left to burn’
Rather than saying let God’s will be done
They take matters into their own hands and mobilize
vigilante armies of one-
Mind and one accord to spread hatred and evil
Never mind the fact that they proliferate, social upheaval
What is there to gain in a world full of hate?
When do we start to realize we MUST seek His Face?
No child should be murdered that is for sure
But what honor do we do him or her by propagating the hate
That caused his or her loss in the first place?
Wake up people, you need to recognize true evil
Exists in this world with no hope of retrieval
Of those who are perishing before our eyes
Our children are suffering; they face their demise
We that’s right we, mankind, black, yellow, purple, white
Are entangled in a battle of spiritual warfare the cost,
eternal life
People are so twisted to admit they believe in demons
Yet buck against the notion of God, the one who gave
His everything to save those that belong to Him
The Kingdom of Heaven belongs to His Children
Repent, and Turn away from this untoward generation
Gain wisdom from the Proverbs as taught by King Solomon
Learn to love your brother despite your and his sin
Esteem one another as better than yourself
Quit thinking you are better off than everyone else
Submit yourself to the One True God
Let go of all pride and your need of façade
And be free
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