I am persuaded..........

 Romans: 37 No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. 38 For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,[k] neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, 39 neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

CASE 1: A Lawyer in this case, very good at his craft Extremely generous,
cut many struggling clients fees to half Not always honest,
 but never lost a case
Started out from scratch, right out of his own place
You see this attorney was a street thug early in his life
 Was in prison for 10 years for killing a guy with a knife
It was one of those things where his life was set up like dominoes
 And the way they fell, is the way his life would go
Put out on the streets by his drugged up parent
At the age of 13, starts how his life happened
 But in that time he had, when he served his time
He constantly conversed with his Heavenly Divine
 He was that stereotype that found God in the system
 Got him some learning, and religion, and making himself a good living
 He ended up a conqueror, blessed and elated
God showed him mercy; I am persuaded

 CASE 2: Extremely young and beautiful, a hard cover book
Flawless out covering, candy to the eye, from just one look
 Slightly sheltered at her youth; ever so anxious to explore
Very disciplined and intelligent minded, but soul wanting more
 No where close to being a trouble maker, but the Devil is lurking
 That one opportunity to get out was given, now her whole being is hurting
 A family member violated her, constantly for months
She never reported him, but did not realize she was now turned into a stunt
She searched for love, and that touch, and that feeling of being wanted
 So she constantly gave her body to many, and from her past she is being haunted
 Now feeling worthless and dirty, she is now looked at as a hoe
 Age 22, with 4 kids, and 4 baby dads, still her past, no one knows
without her even asking, true story, this is for real
 one of her NEAR tricks offered her, one hell of a deal.
 Well let's just say, to make a long story short,
 she got justice in every way another victory story,
 of how she learned to kneel and pray her relative had a visit with karma,
 and she totally got back on her feet HEAVY into Christ,
a walking testimony to teens God's compassion struck again,
when she, for so many years was interrogated HE showed out again,
and i am persuaded......
 "xpressurself"

SHE LOVED HIP HOP.........

It was not the fact that she loved Hip-Hop just because it was the thing to do
 But sometimes I think she loved it because of what it took her through….
 Anyone could see from her response when Hip Hop would come on,
 Her whole body language would change,
 leaving her mind maimed
nothing else could enter her mind, and soul.
 Hip Hop was at times the perfect get away for her,
as a matter of fact, She loved to close her eyes to the sound of Hip Hop.
 I think she really just loved Hop Hop because of how it made her hips move
 When his hips moved, when he grooved.
 There has never been another entity other than God Himself That was able to soothe
It was fun, serious, militant, funny, harsh, yet demanding
Although it took over her,
 she at times would allow it To be the commanding officer over her
 There has not been too many to actually understand the directness And confusion that Hip Hop stood for.
 Maybe that is what bothered her,
 maybe that is what drove her
To love the hip of hip hop so much.
She understood the many Avenues Hip Hop would take her
 Because she understood him,
 that is what made Hip Hop What he is.
 what it became
 Hip Hop came to realize, that there was actually one.
 Where they belonged, I think the one thing that she will never get,
the one thing She will never understand about Hip Hop is,
 Hip Hop actually breathes.
Hip Hop has needs
 Hip Hop can only exist if Hip Hop is able to Breathe.
RESPECTFULLY.......
 Respect is the key.
Hip Hop will Respect as hard as she loves. It is what it is….
I think you can pretty much say it consumed her
 It owned her.
Although, she hated how Hip Hop would flip flop her
 And drip drop her.
 Turned her entire persona around, it literally tic toc’d her.
 She would stop what she was doing To appeal to hip hop.
 get up, and get down til it don’t stop
 But she wanted it to stop
 But it didn’t stop.
It won’t stop…..
I was never able to understand why she so loved Hip Hop, though it can't stop
 "xpressurself"

Love Echoes, Quietly..... ******^^^^*********

I hear the sounds of an invisible echo. It is loud enough to shake my heart.

Yet, it is so quiet to where you can be standing right next to it, and not know it existed.

Unless it is something that you once visited.

 Because it becomes familiar once you actually see it.

 Though brutal, it is as pleasant as the autumn breeze.

 And it is an awesome place to be.

 To be in the midst of LOVE.

 For I love love.

When it is real, there are  no conditions to attain it.

 but to actually receive it.

 and I ain’t talking about no “I love you if you can do this for me” or

 “ I love you because you look……. Loveable” and certainly not

 “ I will love you once you do what I asked of you” WTF???

 Is this a bluff.

 To be loved is a privilege. 
I can honestly say that I once was loved with exactly what it is I had. Which is NOTHING…  

furthermore, it is certainly a beautiful place to be

and my insecurities were taken away, when he died on the CROSS for ME

so you see….

As the Bible perfectly proclaims.
 I AM PERSUADED that there is NOTHING

That will come between HIS love for me.

I whole-heartedly love love,
 because LOVE has certainly been good to me.

“xpressurself”

Raw.... Impressive... Righteous... ***

I saw you, and that raw
beauty that God
has bestowed in you.

The skin on your face,
the raw purity of life in you,

Eye candy gives your appearance justice.

You have this look about you;
stark and powerfully impressive

With first look, I would think you were equally aggressive

perfection; how do you compare with the elements of the earth. 

Eve has to be envious.

BUT THEN, a sense of silence

your coy persona becomes more relative

If so I will never rob you of your innocence

WHAT IF God did decide to show face

It would only be a matter of time before appearing in the right place

And it would be YOU
 and all of God’s wonderful splendor
 but it would be YOU
that everything and everyone would try to embrace

With haste

Passionately gasping at your pure,
raw, stark,
powerfully impressive righteousness

"xpressurself"

My Poem ....... My Poetry....

I told God i needed a poem, and i explained what it was i needed

I spoke to him, and he spoke back, and as i wrote he i discovered he succeeded

word for word, line by line, my request for a poem came hard

the words that had been placed on paper, held me at high regard

and i saw my poem, and i love my poetry. as it stands center stage

i love how it talks shit to me, yet has a smile on the page

tickles the hell out of my ego, got me all analytical and shit

i be standing feeling all tingly as she flirts back to me and shit

that tune that i was given to me got me loving my poetry and shit

My poetry be feeding the hell out of my ego, i be feeling like a grown man and shit

I have been looking for a poem that flirts with my intellect,

never talking on the negative, but full of positive respect

When my pen hit the paper, my poetry offers to bring God into the equation

there is a wide range of possibilities when we include my Heavenly Father as part of our relation

My poetry be all up on Facebook, posting all the real

giving not a PHUCK about what another nigga or chic may feel

walls are being broken, and my poetry is ready to relax

she be all in my mind and heart, when she admits this is not usually how she reacts

my poetry be all about that "phuck that nothingassnigga shit, that dude really not down

she be feeling that love, feeling all mushy and shit when my pen be coming around

my poetry be feeding my ear and my soul and my heart be fluttering and shit feeling all alive

Lke John Legen say, my poetry be getting me " So High, So High"

yyyeeeaaaa, we be on some affectionate shit... "#dontjudgemedammit"

My poetry comes to see about me, when the pen is not always in motion

My poetry has always given me the "i got your back" notion

My poetry has come real with me, just as i have done

After God himself, i love my poetry, and she is 2nd to none

i wake up in the morning with pen and paper on my mind

pondering the next meeting place for me and my poetry to spend a little time

She is the only thing that seems like she has always held me down

it is just the two of us, against the world, we gonna always be down...

"xpressurself"

My Angel...... My Madea

As she lies on her bed of mercy, looking like a glow of extreme delight

Weakened by the many challenges of  life

With the wit of a superhero and the strength of a giant bull

Gravitating all in "MY" business, and me being a sucker resist to push or pull

she is asking me questions that I am not sure that I want to answer

but it harshly rushes through my mind as if I was a victim of cancer

Before I leave here, you made me a promise, you better keep
Now, you told me you would have a wife and a family, and that is what i wanna see
Yo mama keep telling me that you are always running the streets

Baby, take care of yourself,  how is your health, you better take your meds before you be in here with me

in and out of a light sleep she goes back and forth

and each time she opens her eyes, HERE SHE GOES with more

and i realize........
Ain’t nothing wrong with this woman, she has never detoured from this road she’s paved

There is no need to worry about what is going on with her, for this old woman is saved

She is doing better than all of us collectively, and she is a force to be dealt with

She went out again, but this time I will let her rest, I digress from her side with a kiss

Looking from the outside of the glass, I look at an angel indeed

An angel here upon the living, My angel is only resting indeed.

"xpressurself"

Eloi Eloi lama sabachthani (encouraged from Mathew 27:46)

My God My God,
i ask of you, why have you walked away from me in the midst of all of my pain
i admit i am not perfect, and not always loyal just the same
i remember in your word where you say you will always forgive, and always be there for me
you ahve already told us that you knew us, and how much of a handful we are going to be
you have given me a task to do, and i have followed through, and still am i on Your path
are you upset with me because occassionally i vere away from the course that i have
i am exactly what you created and i stay 100 with you and my peers when they approach me
"Eloi Eloi lama sabachthani"

i see the goons from afar coming my way, and it looks like judgement in their eyes
My name has been crudified, and yet i keep it moving despite their lies
For your will, i allow myself to be spit on, kicked in the knees, and slapped in the face
i have turn the other cheek, so many times while ministering to my brothers and sisters, yet they still murder me in haste
for Goodness sake, i am drowning in my own tears, wallering in my own pity, while waiting for a response from you.i honestly have no idea what it is i am suppose to do
I ahve torn my clothes, with my face to the ground and i am still trying to see
"Eloi Eloi lama sabachthani"

There is only so much more i can take, but i keep it going on for the sake of kingdom building
every single day it seems that my life, i continue relieving.
my enemies are living a wonderful life, and i was thinking we were all to be treated equal.
Why do i feel like i am surviving in a 5 part movie sequel
complaining i am not doing, but this thing is getting harder my the day
i do not want to disrespect you by saying things the wrong way
Father show me your Glory so i know you have not walked away from me
"Eloi Eloi lama sabachthani"

MY CHILD, CALM DOWN, I WENT THROUGH THIS BEFORE, AND IT SEEMS THE RESULTS
WILL BE CLOSE TO THE SAME
IT IS HARD FOR A FATHER TO WATCH HIS CHILD GO DOWN SUFFERING FROM SO MUCH PAIN
THERE IS A MISSION THAT HAS TO BE DONE, BUT KNOW THAT I AM HERE MAKING SURE THINGS HAPPEN AS THEY SHOULD
COUNT IT ALL JOY WHEN GOING THROUGH DIVERS TEMPTATIONS, THE END OF THE STORY WILL BE VERY GOOD
I LOVE YOU MY CHILD, TRUST ME I WILL GIVE YOU AN OPPORTUNITY FOR YOUR REST TO BE TAKEN
AND NO MY CHILD, THERE IS NO NEED TO WORRY, YOU HAVE NOT BEEN FORSAKENED.
"xpressurself"

rain drops.....

it is raining outside,
 and i am planning on standing right in it

i want to feel what it is feeling,
and blend in with it

i wish to drown in its splendor,
until the moment God stops it

but i want to remain as a
perfect representation of it

when the sun comes out,
i want to be able to over power it

wash it away and remain as is,
 and not even worry about it

as long as the light is still out there,
i wish to constantly revisit it

why do we deserve the sunshine,
there aren't enough smiles and gratitude for it

all of the cries from the less fortunate,
yet our self righteous asses
continue to ignore it

there was a time when things that came from you heart,
everyone would sympathize with it

instead of the balance,
we only empathize with it

no love, no compassion, no encouragement,
we have pretty much done away with it

to be there for another individual,
our offspring seem to have never heard of it

my heart lessens lower, and lower as the raindrops fall
as they fall, and i want to stand right in it

the cries and the pain of my people are
drowning out the smiles of the blessed more fortunate,
i just want to feel the rain, and i
want to be that perfect representation of it

"xpressurself"

"LOVE IS"

I love "LOVe" and all this is is to be,
for the mere concept of love, through the good and bad, although it almost had me broken, has certainly been good to me......

Love is not only cooking a meal and saying I hope u like
Love is not asking, how do I look, is my makeup alright
Love is not isolated, or faking, but being real
Love is more than sticking it in, getting a good feel

Love will concentrate on doing what needs to be done to continually make you cum

That feeling you had the night before, you still feel it the day after, causing that sudden, uncontrollable (throb, throb, throb)jump.
Love is more than the words that come out of your mouth
Love is shown to the person you love; it erases ill doubts
Love does not forget, but it forgives the mistakes made
Love holds no grudge, and comforts all rage
Love is as real as it gets when the **ish** hits the fan
Love is the most beautiful part between a woman and a man
Love...real love seeks for an understanding when something is not clear
Love is that gentle touch, that pc of mind, that gentle voice that you love to hear
Love removes all doubt when that person you love is there by your side
Being real with you at all times, not allowing your feelings to hide
Love is the shit, love is the shit, love is the SHIT when you KNOW it is there
Love sticks by you, when you have your cross to bear

Love does not ask where you have been just to judge you

Love asks where you have been out of care, worry, and because it misses you
Love is faithful, and NEVER lets you down
Love has its arms open wide for you, each time you come around
Love protects you from harm coming near
Some tough love is necessary when you are being stupid and feel like logic is not for your ears
Love is unconditional, and is as real as it gets
Love can be the most beautiful thing in the world, and holds no regrets
Love is uncontrollable, and is not created for us to understand
But definitely worth having and is surely the most sacred and the most beautiful thing between God, a woman, and a man

Love is that place that i SSSOOO long to be

i love love, for love has always been good to me

"xpressurself"

This Damn nervous Tick............

Every time I am not in your presence, but when I am speaking to you from a distance, I get this damn nervous tick

What is THIS shit?

I noticed that I can look you in your eyes, and have about as much control as I need

But how in the hell do I choke when I converse from a distance, and it’s the same each time I speak

There becomes this overflow of silliness, and clumsiness filling up the tip of my Medulla oblongata

Forcing me to uncontrollably regurgitate words and phrases, that I really don't gotta

hell after i got this chance to meet, i should have been able to settle myself down

but now i run off at the mouth, rambling and shit, making me look like a goofey clown

This is not me, and i will not claim this into the air

This burden of messing this up, i do not think i will be able to bare

My tongue has become a major issue with me now that I am kissing age 40

The best use of my tongue here lately is when I am in the middle of being naughty

My past has become a huge blockage, and I think this is part of defense mechanism, causing me to unintentionally suppress my baggage hiding my false morality

Now this is a question I have to face up to, because this is affecting my true reality

I am being given a chance to face up to my present, bringing birth to a future literally in my grasp

Will I mess this up with my being anxious, clumsy, and goofey, and speaking all out of term, yyeeaa, perhaps…

I have been told to calm down by many, even God has told me that this thing could be as fragile as a small kitten

I am needing to calm the hell down before I destroy this opportunity that I have been given

“Xpressurself”

YOU ARE SSSSOOOOO BEAUTIFULLLLLLLL ***********^^^^^^^^^*********

There is an untold story that has been exposed.
Yes exposed.
You are telling the story, i am only speaking it into existence.
You were born a not so attractive person.
Who told you that you were not attractive, society?
You have big lips, a dark colored complexion. overweight. hair a little bit more coarse than you would like.
RIGHT???
You grew up with that ugly duckling syndrome, and you took that to heart
you were continually walked on and looked over because you were never taught how to look to part
the things you did, it was because that was what you were taught to do
i sit and wonder what would have happened if someone simply told you;

that YOU ARE SSSOOO BEAUTIFUL, AND I LOVE YOU....

 how much would you take as true.
But you have gotten so use to:
HOW DUMB ARE  YOU/
HOW STUPID ARE YOU/
 HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY THIS AND THAT TO YOU/
GET AWAY FROM ME WITH YOUR UGLY ASS/
GO DO WHAT I ASKED YOU TO DO WITH YOUR UGLY ASS/
GO GET IN THE BED, AND ASSUME THE POSITION, FACE DOWN WITH YOUR DAMN UGLY ASS.
and because of the way you have grown up, and the dumb shit you were taught, you do it without question.
people look at you and make their own judgements, without giving you a chance to sit on the stand and give your confession.

Life means: the period of existence/....
the quality that distinguishes a vital and functional being from a dead body

those negative vibes, and dangerous words has pretty much destroyed your inner self, and caused you to believe that you are nothing. But by the power invested in me, i speak  LIFE inside of you. YOU ARE SSSSOOOO BEAUTIFUL... 

Beautiful means:

1. Pleasing the senses or mind tastefully.
2. Of a very high standard; excellent.

Need I say more, now look in the mirror, clean your face,
do something with your hair, put those wild hairs in place
whatever your pleasure is. get that crust from between your eyes,
now pop your damn collars........and dismiss all those damn lies

now stand tall and firm with me, and take this gift of Life that i offer
lets speak this...... into existence.... to each other...

YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL....  you are the epidemy of radiant. To hell with what you have been told. your life has been sold for the freedom of you knowing that you are not only beautiful, but you are royalty. You have been placed in the royal hood of Jesus Christ, for he has payed the  ultimate price.
He said that he did not come to grant you death, but that you shall abundantly have life....
he came to save us all from the outrageous lies, deceit, and the evil that is that Satan deems so useful
in the destruction of our own lives, but just remember God sees us as a reflection of him, and HE thinks YOU ARE SSSOOO BEAUTIFUL....
"xpressurself"

A BEAST....am I???

I AM A BEAST

UN-intentionally,

because you see, there is this abomination that dwells deep inside of me that consistently bubbles up from the gut of my belly, and turns the belly of my gut and out pours it through the clumsiness of my own mouth

and the more and more i ask God to control it, it persistently comes out.

I mean no harm by it. I mean to know me, is to get to know me

and if you just want to justify my actions by what makes you comfortable, just know that you can not control me

,and if you just want to judge me, then blow me

Just like each person that listens to this, or reads this, we all have a war that sits in our hearts that keeps us from being the best that we can be, and it is far more than what you can visually see,

OOOHHHH, it runs deeper.

I asked God in a previous poem to teach me to speak. Well he has perfected the things that i want to say, but in a conversation it gets a bit harder. I can be a bit sensitive when my intelligence is being tested.

OR, OR, OR,

when i am not getting the answers that i am looking for. I am not mad, nor am i in a mood. When i talk at times, that thing that spoke of earlier, you know that thing that sits in the belly of my gut, which turns the gut of my belly builds up, and amplifies. with more force than i planned. and it turns out that when i open my mouth, i turn........

INTO A BEAST.

but do not worry, you will know when i am mad.... but, for then, and for now, i am sorry. so, i will just be that thing that hurts people, but from a distance. in reality, i am just a cuddly teddy bear.
free hearted,
free spirited,
open minded,
and a bit bull headed,
but what do you expect. I am a Gemini.. a Gemini am I. complicated as phuck.

Mr. is not in today…. So you can either have this conversation with me, or wait until he is available, but as for this moment, to keep from upsetting anyone, i will just keep my silence.
just say good bye…
"xpressurself"

My environment... back in the day....

 progression....... A movement or development toward a destination or a more advanced state, esp. gradually or in stages

 Forward or onward movement toward a destination

 Advance or development toward a better, more complete, or more modern condition

or to some it up, to keep it moving.

We have been conditioned to believe that we are a product of our environment. Where ever we have so happened to migrate and live for a certain period of time, that is the mindstate that we are to carry
Though our standards and conditions vary
My hood niggas feel as if, if we stay in the hood, or even just hang in the hood for a period of time, because of the dudes you have just spent your time with, have you thinking that it is good to be down in the hood.
and if you are not dealing with the best of the best, you are a snithch or a hoe ass nigga, and you are up to no good.
now it is easy for you to do because your mom is working a job that is not paying much of anything, and you punk ass dad is either cracked up, hoing in the streets, or just left you dry.
either you never met him at birth, or he just up and said good by
so a family you seek, and now a family you got, now someone now has your back
someone will look out for you as you make a little change to help around the house, yyyeeeaaaa, no now you got that
You see i was a part of the hood where we dealt the crack rock out of a little match box and put it in our pocket
we  did that for a minute until the cops got hip to those shenanigans, so we either had get smarter, or we had to stop it.
so instead of one matchbox, we started carrying around two
one box would be smooth on the side, and the otherone full of matches would have to be new
so if we were caught, we had a Velcro pocket and we would open that pocket, and matchbox would drop
oh, we also had on 2 pair of pants sowed to the other pair, and the leg of the pants would be placed in our sock
you see, at that time i use to think that progression was being able to come up with a newer and better idea, to keep from being stuck in one place
not the case
progression is a state of mind that keeps a person from staying in one place, but knowing that our minds are open enough that when we say i can do anything, that spirit of God that already dwells in us will be free enough to make that thought, become an actual verb ( action) this is called faith
it did not become understood until my boy, standing around at a local skating ring was shot literally right beside me
whose to say that bullet was not suppose to be named and dated for me
sometimes that is what it takes for us Niggas to get away from that very thing that holds us back
When will we learn that God is looking out for HIS own. and is waiting to show us that there is always something better us, through HIM that was sent
and it is time for our lives to start being more purposely spent.
through progression......
"xpressurself"

Even an exotic rose has thorns

Even an exotic rose has thorns

(from the eyes of the flower)

When I first saw you, I saw you as you were,  raw, uncut, totally in your element

I was in the process of trying to blossom, while my heart was collecting on a settlement

But you caught me and you drew me in, and it seems as if there was no escape

I allowed you to take me in, and I broke every rule that I set for myself

I was not going to be pulled in by no one else

well i allowed you, unintentionally, and you have consumed me with your presence

hoping for a quick release, but instead you gave me waterfalls from constant erect injections

but the waterfalls after waterfalls, continued to rise

not once, but two times, that tsunami flooded through my eyes

as you continually injected me the river from my eyes never stopped

though i got what i asked for, I did not expect what i got

as the river ran, pouring, i was suddenly held that much tighter

your eyes began to drizzle, a little, and our future SEEMED that much brighter

i guess after too long, while i continued to blossom, i think you handled me a bit unaware

i informed you how to treat me, and you did for a minute, then things just became for the both of us, just a bit unfair

i had to remind you that i am yet a rose, and you pointed to my pain

i have thorns on my outer body, and you touch them all the same

i have been exposed to you, so you were aware, but seems as if you have forgotten

and as much as i want to just be blown away, you have this damn hold on me as if my life is yours to own.... well no...

the truth of the matter is, you have placed a permanent tattoo on my heart, but my soul has been scorned

you would always consider me your exotic rose, but even an exotic rose has thorns......
"xpressurself"

sovereign protection...psalms 105

He chastised me when he needed to,
yet he carried me through my mess
even when the unexpected, and totally out of my control came up,
he realized that i am only flesh
he made me a promise, and he stated
that he will stick to it to a T...
and he never held me to anything, except to
be who i said i am going to be
he said,

"UNTO YOU I GIVE, AND NO MAN
SHALL I ALLOW TO TAKE IT AWAY"
YOU WILL BE BLESSED WITH LAND, WISDOM, MANNA,
WHILE MILK AND HONEY IS DELIVERED TO YOU ON A TRAY.
WHEN YOU ARE BUT A FEW, AND YOUR ENEMIES SURROUND YOU
FROM THE ENDS OF THE EARTH
YOU WENT FROM NATION, TO NATION,
EVEN WHEN I TOLD YOU TO GO HERE FIRST
I SUFFERED NO MAN TO DO YOU WRONG,AND 
REPROVED KINGS FOR THEIR SAKE,
WHEN YOU WERE WEAK IN THE PRESENCE OF OTHERS,
STILL YOUR LIVES THEY DID NOT TAKE
YOU WERE WEAK AND I AM MIGHTY,
I GUIDED YOU THROUGH THE SUNSHINE, AND THE DEMANDING STORM
HEAR ME WHEN I SAY, NO ONE, AND I MEAN NO ONE
WILL TOUCH MY ANOINTED,
NOR DO ANY OF MY PROPHETS ANY HARM"
THE LORD thy God has spoken...
"xpressurself"

GUIDE ME O'....

"GUIDE ME O' THOU GREAT JEHOVAH. PILGRIM THROUGH THIS BARREN LAND"
we went out there with the best of intentions, thanking we's gonna go ret on across
we didn't count on all of those detours and road blocks made by deep ditches, and fallen trees sit'n in the middle of dem folks house
we walked for almost 40 days and 40 nights, we started thank'n we's lost
but we were hold'n on, yea yet hold'n on, with no plans of fall'n off

"I AM WEAK, BUT THOU ART MIGHTY. HOLD ME WITH THOU POWERFUL HAND"
Thou we are following Christ, we are human, and faint we start'n to grow
the elder folk that be traveling with us, dey strength start'n to get low
but not one time did they mumble a word, for dey knew where dey was bout to go
dey was hold'n on, yea yet hold'n on, keep'n up wit the flow

"BREAD OF HEAVEN, BREAD OF HEAVEN, FEED ME TIL I WANT NO MORE"
now here is where thangs started to feel a lil bit odd
folk were growing hungrier and hungrier, the mo down this path we trod
we had our believers, and unbelievers, and those on lookers being real fraud
 the elderly was our examples, for dey was content only filled with a word from God

"OPEN WIDE THOU CRYSTAL FOUNTAIN, WHENST THOU HEALING WATER FLOW"
there was a great transformation taking over the land, and at first we did not understand
so much power was being past through one another, woman to woman, man to man
this journey was almost behind us, and we found strength through leaning on each other, and by the holding of hands
we held on, an still yet hold'n on, thanx to our Saviour for keep'n us focused on God's plan...
"xpressurself"

A Letter To my T- Jone

I ought to be a little subtle about how things actually went down.

Whether you were in the house fuss'n or if we were outside wrestling outside on the ground.

Angela and Melissa could not understand how we said some of the things to each 
other that we would say.

How we acted towards each other and why you would respond in such a way.

At the time they did not realize what we had actually been through.

How at times I would not eat just so you would be able to.

How you sat and looked at the look on my face when I had things taken away from me.

You felt what I felt and even saw things that I really could not see.

I really can not say that I learned affection from you but love I saw a lot.

I was given from God a gift that so many people never got.

I recv’d time, love, respect, an occasional beating when deserved.

A lesson from you I did not get from my dad, which was important for me to learn.

While we were home alone we had more time to understand each other.

I am proud to say you were more than mom, we were like sister and brother.

From showing me how to shake a man’s hand, to how I should treat my wife.

I have to thank God for Mother’s Day and for having you in my life.

"xpressurself"

Old Man Rivers..... Matthew 3:5-6

It is said that you can learn a lot by those that do not say a word

I heard that and did not understand that, in fact I’m thinking that’s absurd.

me being a man of god, my first thought was that would mean I’m assuming the facts.

God would say I am judging another and, words can not be taken back.

My thoughts of this changed when I had a little talk.

this being that some called "OLD MAN RIVERS", as I went for a lil walk.

Old Man Rivers is a wise old goat, and I know he is only bluffing.

" I know you know, that I know you know something", but old man rivers says nothing.

I just watch him as he moves with grace as he connects with madam ocean.

spreading all of that information, thinking he can keep it from me.

well, how does he get that notion?

come on old man rivers, you have been here since the beginning of time.

then I thought about what old folks use to say, close your mouth and open your eyes.

so I’m watching old man rivers amazed at how he moves.

no, I am not funny, just amazed at the age and he is still able to groove.

so I began to walk with the old man, and talking and my mouth dropped by what was said.

listening and all I could do was just, shake my head.

he said, "I've been spit on and dumped on while being forced to hide many ruins.

not too many people have learned how to talk to me in the way that you are doin.

it is impossible for any man to get too deep in my soul and expect to continue to live.

so you do not ever need to try, this is the advice I give.

My soul carries many secrets and my body and mind has memories you could never imagine true.

These things you hear from me, until the end of your earthly and spiritual life must stay with you.

I am among the only being that has ever seen the glory of God and still managed to stay alive.

for I am blessed as well as cursed, but one day I too will rise.

I was there when his head was dipped; heck it was I that God entrusted to wash his head.

I share with my brother, as he sits in the graveyard; we hold the bodies of the dead.

We have witnessed many things I have seen many things, I have heard many things

I have held on to many things, and I have kept quiet to many things.

I tell you this too, there have been times while minding my own business alone.

Along comes your young lovey dovey couples’ wanting to get it on.

Some just want a listening ear, at times I am your best shrink.

As much information that I have, I have no time to think".

Before I knew it,  hrs. had passed and all that I heard will take a lifetime to process it all.

Even if I tried to forget it, I would automatically recall.

I told old man rivers, I would see him later; as he rolled away, he never responded.

            for hrs. I feel as if we really, really bonded.
            so if you ever come across Old Man Rivers, this was an experience thhat was worth the time
            Walk beside him and listen to his life, he certain will not mind

Matthew 3

5 People went out to him from Jerusalem and all Judea and the whole region of the Jordan. 6 Confessing their sins, they were baptized by him in the Jordan River.