Sunday, October 7, 2012

Factory of Death

Sometimes i get so tired. I walk with GOD and my own brothers fight against me. I look for refuge, but find another snakes den. I need to find a place where i can heal. Where i can be strengthened. People have sucked the life out of me and death is looming all around me. Where is my refuge? Where is the church that was holy, upright, faithful and loving? All i see is the bending of truth to suit carnal desires. What happened to the refiners fire, the ones that were called out, the ones that are lights shining in darkness. Every door i knock on seems to be manufactured for my death. I am dying inside, and no one to hear, no one sheds tears anymore for sin, everyone seeks the fulfillment of their own pleasure no matter the expense of others. I refuse to believe that its okay to sin and walk with Christ at the same time. I refuse to believe that it is okay to give in to sin, and say im walking right with GOD. GOD please take away this deadly doctrine of sin and renew me with the wholeness that i need to succeed in your plan. OH GOD, help me to be strong when opinions are told to be greater than your plan, open my heart and mind to your will, may that be the only thing i see, let every other sight be taken away from me. Remove from me a selfish spirit, replace in me you true foundation. that no matter the wind or waves, on my heart, mind, spirit and soul, YOUR will is engraved.

Monday, January 23, 2012

I wish i could forget

Today i saw one of my favorite tv shows
it confronted an issue of one of lifes woes
something i wish that i could forget
something that was hell sent
he forced himself on me, out of surprise
now im afraid every guy around, always lies
behind those eyes, that i longed to stare
rested a soul of violence that took a piece of me i could not repair
i wish i could shrug it off as an after thought
after all, its been almost 2 years since i experienced that shock
i wish i was one that could forget, the one that had eyes that were hellbent
i wish i could have ran, i wish i would have fought,
i wish someone had come around the corner and that he got caught
instead i sigh and cry
about one who forced me to lie
now i nurse the wounds of a soul beaten and bruised
i wish i could forget

Friday, January 6, 2012

Say WHAAAT!

You can say what you want to say about me
You can come up with all kind of lies about me
But at the end of the day, GOD will have the last say
And HE will recieve me heaven and embrace me kindly

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Incomplete Story

all of a sudden shes inspired
with lots of words to write
overwhelmed by charactors
and bringing them to life
pen goes to paper
yet all of a sudden
she stops writing
and forgets why
caught in the sea of writers block
she swims and swims until she reaches a rock
this rock has sea moss all over it
but she climbs on it and almost slips
so she writes limericks that make no sense
the urge to write becomes less intense
what happened to the passion that she once had
to lose such a gift would be so sad
but just behind the rock she was standing upon
was a huge island, no one had ever stepped on
so she climbs through the rocks and finally arrives
no one there, she looks for life but sees no signs
what am i to write, she sighs to herself
i need to make a living so she puts her pen and paper up on the shelf

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

I Don't Need Your Permission

I don't need your permission
To wake up each morning, with a smile on my face
I don't need your permission
to walk with style and grace
I dont need your permission
To seek GOD for myself
I don't need your permission
To cry out to GOD for present help
I dont need your permission
To love unashamed
I don't need your permission
to live a life that you think is lame
I don't need your permission
To breathe the breath GOD has given me
I don't need your permission
To embrace life, wonderfully
I don't need your permission
To hear from GOD from above
I don't need your permission
To partake in GOD's undying love
I don't need your permission
To live the life that i choose
I don't need your permission
To bear the burden of GOD's use
I dont need your permission
To marry who i want
I really don't need your permission at all
Cause at the end of the day
Only GOD will have the say
He gave me permission to live life, HIS kind of way

Monday, December 19, 2011

I'm Outta Yo' Box

I am no longer in your box
i walk barefooted no longer wearing socks
just because your theology, of hypocrisy
doesnt agree with my honesty
that comes from above and screams and shouts of GOD's love
in midst of your mess of unloving foolishness
to you
to tell the truth in love is against the truth of GOD's love
so its okay to be hurt by the one bringing the word
their anointing is better than yours, touch not GOD's anointed one
so their evil anointing is greater than mine
how can you choose to be so spiritually blind
you put all your heart and soul into them
without even trusting the one who saved your soul from sin
youve known me from the beginning, ive always told the truth
ive never lied to you, my life is living proof
but oh they have a listof places youve never been
of people youve never seen
so they cant be in sin
but the blatently obvious is so far from your mind
when they throw lies in your face and treat you unkind
you dont have the money or pride of life to preach to me
so you would rather hear a word thats full of hypocrisy
im outta your box

Monday, October 3, 2011

Food

After church yesturday we went to the Mexican Cantina. I ordered the chicken tortilla. we initially ate chips and salsa. we ordered 2 mild and 1 hot. Boy, was the hot one HOT! So we sit and talk, i look around and see that on the wall next to their windows, there was mexican figures drawn, it was colorful, the table was hard wood, it was quaint, the food came rather quickly. first they sent the toppings for my tortilla which was chopped lettuce, chopped tomato, shredded cheese, sour cream and the best guacamole i had ever tasted, then finally our meals arrive, the two others ordered taco and chicken quesedilla. Then my food comes out, sizling in a skillet and she gives me a pot with 4 flour torillas, i drank apple juice mixed with seltzer, i didnt even put a dent in the delicious food. the chicken was seasoned lightly with what i think was a little cayenne pepper mixed with salt and onion powder. i ended up getting a take out tray. i dipped my chip in the sour cream and guacamole and it tasted so good that i just kept eating, even though i was full. But the day was great, i came back and took a nap!