My eyes don't lie
My eyes don't lie
Check it
The mirror shows my reflection
My brain processes the image
I  question
Should I accept it
The color spectrum says I'm brown
Society says I'm   black
But truth be told I'm lighter than that
Look my skin tone
Scraps off when I cut my shin bone
I see white meat than blood flows
Huh? What if I healed like Wolverine
Would you accept or call me weird
Eye sight is dear oh my eyes don't lie
They just see lies for what they are, lies
A man is not a lady , a woman is not a guy
God guides my sight I see the lies even if disguised.

Man I'm fed up
Have to work extremely hard to keep my bread up
Trying not to sink got to keep my head up
The executives are out of touch with reality
They do whatever to increase their salary
When bottom feeders can barely eat
What's 50 thousand a year  with 55 thousand in student loan debt
Some catch millions and cool while I'm hot I sweat
Playing catch up like I'm down 40 points
In the fourth quarter over working my joints
I'm fed up with racing against the poverty line
Its on my heels Lord don't let me fall behind
In this society that's driven off of finances
Why does one person need 5 mansions
With one gasoline can I won't even need 5 matches
My saliva is lighter fuel..
This capitalism mind set Lord set fire to it
I shouldn't purchase unless you desire me to do it
If I cannot find self control than I'm forever losing
I want to be rich
Not for me but for those stranded in a ditch
Teach them self empowerment
I'm fed up with this system
Its feels like something's missing
Integrity goes out the window when there's no more cake in the kitchen

The wind blows its cold
Out in this world what can heat my soul
Many don't know
Frost bite a broken toe
Product of walking bare foot in the snow
Like a leopard but I need a coat
On my lows don't need highs no coke
Does a frozen river still flow
Does a broken branch still grow
Its real in the cold
Need fire, need it to burn slow like coal
Where is the fire in the cold

Who dictates your fate
The evil of a   police state
The people of a police state
Your weapons , your freedom they take
Think I-Robot a mandated curfew
Get in your house now or I will hurt you
You can smell the stench in the air no perfume
We are not machines ..we are men not cattle
The snake will strike do you hear its rattle
The lies is boring me
The potency of this poison I do not need
My weapon from the Holy Spirit the potency of my poetry
Side bar police state
Watch the government release hate
I should get a gun join the N.R.A
Do I really need a gun when in God I have faith
Fire in my heart
The Body and its parts
I am part of Gods police state
And Satan hates when we march
We don't need  a bulletproof vest
The Shield of faith  protect our chest
In God we trust it reflects in our steps
We have spiritual weapons
Supernatural protection
Angels trained for warfare
True power is from God
No man sits in the Lords chair

Where are the men
Those that stand up and admit their sin
Unlike Adam
Hiding behind leaves
Where are the men who are faithful those that are not cheaters
The ones that care more about growth in God than sneakers
Where are the men that have not been conditioned
**** by their kin now they grown and switching
Oh its deep like a giant squid swimming
Where are the men that understand that there wounds need healing
The men that do right dictated by the direction of the Holy Spirit not there feelings
Where are the men that get married and stay
Those that raise there families mightily like Christ rising from the dead
The men that make decisions with their heads
And not the one between their legs
Where are the men who don't need kegs
Trying to balance life with crutches and wooden pegs
Where are the men that know what manhood is
The men that don't have multiple baby mother's and random kids..
Where are the men?
I look in the mirror and see one
The others are my friends
There are other real men that exist
Many grown boys
Like 17 year olds that look 25 but are kids
No men

U.S.A yes I am a resident
Peace is forever relevant
Especially in a warzone none of this is heaven sent
Too many fatherless children too many are not celibate
Waiting for the Lord not the anti-christ
Many people embrace evil anti-right
Like lets create on our own terms
Sleep together watch a baby form from a egg and *****
A sad sight in the hood
Grandma praying but her grandson selling white in the hood
I recall folks asking me what's good
That's was some years back
When I sagged my slacks
Embodied a stereotype young and black
Black man mindset no not anymore
My mind is not focused on it if its not the Lord
So I don't focus my mind on things that are evil
Evil is evil..
People are people
So if you continue to lie to me
I expect you to one day say bye to me
I do not have nothing nice to say when I don't speak
Smile when I feel like smiling ,yes I expose teeth
Idk

Thoughts are trapped trying to escape the four walls of a room
A fork in the road I say walk down the middle
Life is joy yet no one can avoid gloom
Do they know what Christ went through
Cannot have a couple of minutes since time keeps going this life thing we should have two
One with and  one without wounds
Thoughts trapped in four walls of a room
Tripping
Witness light in glimpses
Like partial blindness
Its a little dark in this room, light is pondered
Aware that God is the father
Even though this world treats him like a dog without a collar
What will happen if this room takes flight
Trapped in a room confused
Fighting chin kicks life lows
Round house kicks life highs
No humbleness so both hurt
Lay in the grass covered in dirt
Break through like an horizon sunrise
No knowledge mere humans only God is wise
Devils lurk in disguise
In secret aligned to evil service, suit and ties
No one is perfect
The reality of sin people attempt to mute
Life is not on demand
Some will be ******
Thoughts trapped in the four walls of a room
Shaking heads, the evil that men do

Look at Bernard his life is in shambles
That's what he feels yet everyday he rolls the dice like life is a gamble
He questions life like death is something he could handle
Satan telling him to grab the knife by the handle
Like look its just on the mantel
Go head cut between your forearm and hand bro
It won't be suicide, it would more like freeing a man yo
Bernard like no I want to live be different, do better
Wants less problems but more comes with more Cheddar
Hopes of being successful
Joy and pain to him life is stressful
His hunger pains screams to be success full
He questions if he is giving it his best though
Should he walk the streets with out heat or a vest bro
Will success have a cat run up and let the tech explode
From point blank proximity leave him a human vegetable
Time is ticking he could be the next to go
Young Bernard hopefully he will become old
Hey kid I hope you see growth

The love thing I constantly want her around
The yearning of your voice like a deaf man yearning for sound
Love you deeply down to each ounce, each pound
In God I trust, my faith a solid foundation, solid ground
Many search for love like this but how blessed that we found
God and designed us for this
Following his blueprint
Me and my wife, love makes sense
I want to wrinkle together in time
God, me and you girl mountains we can climb
If its storming I will cover you and keep you dry
If you happen to cry
I will catch every drop from your eyes
If your cold I will clove you, cover you, hold you
Grow together, God mold me, I'll mold you
The word love is more than 4 letters
Its timeless like 4 forevers
Hard as a rock yet light as a feather
Its emotion, communication, a spiritual celebration
Love between a husband and wife Gods beautiful creation
Let's make love, levels beyond physical
I'm talking our souls mating sexually spiritual
In Gods will our child will be formed
Your body expand for 9 months then our child's born
A brown bundle of joy
A precious little girl but God knows I first desire a boy
It Really don't matter just want either to be healthy
God, me, you and our future child refines wealthy

The love that a son has for his father..
The love that a father has for his son
A trust in another man to lead you and get it done
Showed me things gave me knowledge That on my own
I wouldn't have known
Something that can't be taught in college
Met you when I was in 7th grade  I have grown
Can you see the seed you have sewed
Can you see where my work ethic comes from
Blood, sweat, and tears
Callus thumbs
Your the reason why I know that I can be a homeowner
Cause I seen you do it first
Held me up when times got rough
Fatherhood
When I wasn't ready you assisted like a crunch
When my heart was crushed
You open your doors help with my direction
When we kick it,  manly admiration and  love is what's reflected
Just want to let you know you are respected
My father died then God blessed me with you to prove I wasn't neglected
Fatherhood
Helped me stand when I couldn't

Put your head to my chest and listen to my heart beat
If love could talk that's how it would speak
Sensual grabs of the waist, aggressive palms of the ****
If love had hands, that's how it would touch
Close your eyes and imagine a husband and a wife
That's what love would see if it had sight
I put my lips with yours and kiss beneath your waist
If love had flavor that's how it would taste
Breathe in deep and sniff
Our love making, love must smell like this
My lyrical genius is endless
Let's just call this love senses

I fight against rage
My mind is inflamed
Its funny because I don't feel no pain
Numb like ****** veins
Slap me I won't feel a thing
I know it sounds strange
How long does it takes before your nerve endings die
After you die or after you get saved flames from the inside
Like Jeremiah..
I walk with a eternal desire
For everyone to be free like a ex-con with priors
Excuse my convictions
I was forgiven not convicted
To the love of God I am a witness
Like I just seen my parents kiss
Even though that's not in remembrance
Love is
My pops loved me until his dome was split
I meant his neck was opened
Drowned in blood and spit
Flame on not sure if he was saved could be in that fire pit
Life after death I believe it exist
I am so hot when I walk I  melt the soles of my shoes
Look I will hand you a pair
My mom loves I thank God that she is still here

My core self without God is  diabolical
My core self wants to drown the pain
And find peace at the bottom of a bottle
Get in a car, max it out full throttle
My core self needs the teaching of the Bible
I do not need the comfort of a triple x model
But my core self without God wants it
My human nature is sin
My mind, my body, every part
To the outer layer of skin
Without God righteousness is a myth
You know like Zeus
Imaginary like the fairy that collects tooth
I meant teeth
My core self deserves death hung from a noose attached to wood like a reef
This here is just a release
The embodiment of myself if I didn't have belief
My Faith lies in he
Jesus Christ my King
Everything is done, change happens spiritually
Blessed with a new heart without having to go into surgery
My core self is death
That's why this body will meet the dirt
The Lords core self is life
That's why he can give it
When my body dies through him I will still be living

The sound of a beating heart
The sound of a husband beating his wife
Punches across the face
The sound when a heart race
Kid in the other room hearing everything
Know where pain lives and where brokenness stays
In a heart
A heart with no knowledge of the healing power of God.
I know because I was broken  like
A busted pipe..
Blood to my heart flowed differently
Once a river turned into a stream
A beavers plight
Then the flood waters of Christ set me free
No longer broken my past feel like a dream

All five.
I ask her can you tell that I'm alive
She  say i can tell when you rise
I'm like..like what the sun
She say no like Shawn Marion when he was young
The Matrix ..
I say girl I'm your Neo
Be my Trinity
One hand on your chest I can make your heart beat...
Let me inside and watch you expand
Girl I can help you breathe
Or take your breath away
Oh the sweetness of your taste
Consuming treats with no tooth decay
This girl is my wife
We ignite the night like gun fights
My touch ignites her senses take her to new heights
Starship enterprise
Explore the frontier
Of her inner thighs
As a kid I dreamt of this, dreamt of her..
Dreamt of love, Dreamt complete freedom
Sharing my inner most thoughts
Express with all five senses I give my heart

On my thirst has me to put you first
.Lord slay my ego cause without you I'm cursed..
there's no point of success
if I'm not giving you my best..
Jesus thank you for giving me the strength to battle my flesh..
Through you I can be a sheep on the right and not a goat on the left..
Lord use me like never before....
Let my life shine light on the **** to the door..
Your door that opens eyes to your will..
Keep me meek and give me compassion For all those at the top and bottom of the hill
Lord I thirst for justice
Why do shot fire and killers just walk away
Blood rushing
Yellow tape and chalk stains
Lord I thirst for truth
Like I am sick of fables
Sick of Cain we need more Abel's
Lord you quench my thirst with all that your are..
Drinking your living water I will continue to go far

Everything is not what it seems..
Does your mind comprehend what your eyes see.
The government and media is playing us  Atari..
Two sides of the same coin republican and democratic parties
Do you really know who your siding with
When the guns start firing
who are you riding with
Better yet who riding  for you
The people you put your faith in is lying to you
Only God tells the truth
No one knows right a 90 degree angle
I align with truth too many align with a fable..
Live life off a TV guide aligned to cable
Minds locked to the DVR...
Press play witness disease birthed from the hands of man SARS
Call this the land of the brave
I call this the land of the slave
The walking dead the United States a mass grave
Only one can shed light
Only one can give life
His name Jesus, Satan will not suffice
The President to me is a equivalent to a grain of rice..
Despite the celebration it doesn't matter if he's black or white
I recognize a  puppet crafted..
Strings lead to a demonic master.

Everyone loves vacations
Sun shining
Chilling on the beach reclining
Waves crashing
Kids splashing
Water in each others faces
Speed around cities like we racing
Celebrating
As a kid for this I was waiting
I came up hard
Have you ever lived below the basement
Now that's the bottom
That's why me and the wife pop bottles
Bottles of sparkling grape and sparkling guava
No alcohol we just drunk off Gods love..
Dine, drive-in, and diving
We need food for surviving
Metro Diner is what I had my eye on
Trick the diet
Shoot we on vacation
It will be alright.
Chilling with family
Its almost time to hit the road..
A vacation spent well, time more valuable than Gold

I didn't know it was that deep..
I didn't know that lust was embedded into my DNA..
Until I picked up every mans battle to read
Embedded in my chromosomes
Lord change the thoughts that flow through my dome
Inside my mind is like a flood, braking the Hoover Dam..
Gods grace is efficient
I am married but my mind is still fishing. .
This lust is a killer can I get a witness
I know I am free but I am use to prison..
Yes I am a ex-con
Reruns play back, my mind has my ex-on
Lord erase the tape..
For marriage to have *** why didn't I wait..
Will this sin seal my fate .
Should I throw in the towel and embrace hell..
Stop fighting and stop thriving for heaven
I have been dealing with lust since a year before seven..
My life a combination of fighting and embracing.
Lord you know all, did you know that this would be what I'd be facing..
Running hard but falling just escaping
The clutches of Jason..
I did this to myself after I realized it was damaging and kept watching...
I kept choosing lust like you didn't give me more options
I knew to study the Bible
But I choose naked models
Lust has became an idol..
Lord save me from time that is idle...
Tattoo my heart with your undying truth..
Deep in my heart I want to be like you..
Is it my heart to have choose ****?
Is it my heart to desire a ****?
When she lost and need to be fired and I too
Satan is not the boss..
My body is flesh.. Death is in every part
So my heart must be spiritual
Like you
But I cannot be fearful of what spirits can do..
Your all powerful your might is true..
So I should be a warrior through you..
Like hand me the sword of the Spirit
The belt of truth
The breast plate of righteousness
Show these demons what fighting is
Slice a jugular vein
Attack a demon I am not insane..
They shoot arrows Lord I need my shield of faith
Angels are friends and demons are enemies they are not fake..
I will not walk around blind ..
Lord let me see what you want me to see
What you want me to beat
The helmet of salvation..
Run in head first I am not bluffing
Cross that line then  guts exposed disgusting
The shoes of the Gospel watch me walk on flames..
Not by sight but by faith Lord direct my aim
Whenever I choose something outside of your will I am the one to blame..
I deserve flames
Yet Jesus took it all
I am forever blood stained...
Lord will I ever change?

Man I be on it
On one like I popped a E
On one like a  some tree...
I am the man get like me..
Understand I don't do drugs and I don't drink..
So what I'm on is what your wondering..
I'm on reality laced with the Holy Spirit it lives in me..
Substances I do not need...
Of drug usage
I am not a supporter
I am pro life and pro choice..
I choose life little shorty
I choose contrary to abortion
I am sipping on some water
I hardly drink soda..
Treat my body well
So I can be healthy a little longer.
Understand my life belongs to Jehovah
Train like a warrior..
Life is a battle that's better fought sober..
Ask a drunk..
Or ask a chemical dependent soldier..
Fighting depression cause they home and their minds tell them the wars not over..
Lord help them..
Help the woman that great drunk at the club
Then be mad later because they had a child by a scrub..
Lord I pray for the smoke heads.
Have to take a hit to hit the bed ...
Dependency is that deep..
You know what you sow is what you reap
So I sow words the words that God sow in me..
Words of change...Words of the free..
Praying that your sober self and Christ meet..

I am rambling ...
I am gambling..
A drug dealer run the streets with the hammer man
No mechanic man
But precision handling Jason Statham
The question is God do you love him or you hate him..
Hey  ******* you know when you **** her ..
You **** him..
Jesus..do you understand you need him..
Like a tree first needs to be planted a seedling .
This world will show you what evil is..
A heart without God is where evil lives..
So check this .
Lyrically I perplex them
Those without class unlearned to the Holy Spirit lessons
So my word heard as a curse instead of a blessing
As the moral fabric lessens
Or fades..
My ink stains the page..
I write eternally watch this stand the rain..
Struck by lighting
My heart is still fighting
The thoughts of the lost getting saved is exciting
I ramble..
Lyrically lethal Rambo...
Strike with a knife when I run out of ammo
I meant the sword
The Word
That truth scripture..I don't blend in no camo
I have been walking for days camel.
I have been talking for days Orphan
She dumb rich why not stop working
Cause she out for that green  okra
How much is enough.  
Trying to carry that bag of cash through the portal of death going be tough..
Present day Pharaoh..
Heaven no Hell yes..
Cannot make it to heaven carrying this ****** flesh.  
I am rambling. .
I am gambling standing on a limp..
For God ...You ever drown or swim
Dive in..

I stand here my mind draws a blank..
Swords to my back as I am forced to walk the plank.
I look down sharks are circling..
When they attack I am going be hurting man
X me out curtains man
Death at this point is certain man
I guess with the captain's girl I shouldn't have been flirting man
I was excited I never saw a mermaid before..
Not in person
I am use to women who have legs not flippers
I look in her eyes she puckered up I kissed her..
Look at me now bout to be sharks dinner
I should have applied scripture  .
Like don't covet
Lust is not to be in love with...
Its just self indulgence ...
Oh my bad as the sword pricked my shoulder ..
At the end of the plank its almost over..
I should have been cautious.. Now death is the only option
I am embracing my fate watch me dive in...
Sharks of sin

Look into my eyes..
If you can see. .
You can see that there's no lies.
I stand true I have a strong spine
I tell you the Truth I have nothing to hide.  
Like at earlier points in my life I wish I would die.
I locked the pain inside
If it wasn't for God I would not have survived
Dysfunctional brain cells
I held them captive disarranged my mind needed help..
So I prayed
Prayed for freedom..
God I needed to see him
Cause for to long my pops death plaque like a demon..
I would see pistols flame while dreaming .
I cried  tears of rain like it was monsoon season
I was hurt didn't really allow love to love ..
I embraced partially like a half hug...
I would write lines of sorrows.
Stuck in the past and was afraid of tomorrow..
Picture me then..
Stayed to myself I didn't have many friends.
The word trust to me sounded ugly..
I never would of thought that I would write so lovely..
For my God who today I know loves me..

On the real I think people like  to be controlled..
Cause what they call freedom is not freedom its really the lost of the soul..
Global powers in lust for oil and the gold..
Bullet shells and precious metals..
These wars are not God inspired these are mans goals
Christ is my blacksmith so this is not the *** pointing at the kettle..
Pledging to a flag is like a builder pledging to mold
Like this house won't take your life..
Just like siding with the wrong just because it feels right
Tick toc..tick toc not too much time left
Running this rat race but you can't out run death
Its like trying to race a bullet.
Running flat footed...
I advise diving for you get shot..
You cannot hide when its time for you heart to stop...
Oh yes its that real..
I guess that's why people don't want to chill..
See a yellow light punch it before it turns red.. .
Get your life right before you turn dead..
What does it really mean to be ahead..
I don't know  but people want everything fast...
Fast cars, fast cash, fast food..
Fast when you crash your diet no one is disease
proof..
Fast electronics it better be faster if its new.
Accelerated class quick college degrees too..
Timex time piece.  
Wartime deny peace..
Time on credit pay it for your interest increase..
Time at a residence locked in a lease..
Time is forever will it ever cease.
Time spoils food now there's nothing to eat. .
Time like a run on sentence it could be shorter. ..
Time changes things like a dollar bill to four quarters..
Time is challenged like walking through a line minefield..
Time waits for no man It doesn't yield

Writing for me is simple..
Lyrically ready to maximize my potential..
I have something to say I don't blow hot air like a inner tube...
Tell them liars they need to relax..
I am the type to push it to the max..
Switching gears and lanes until the governor snap ..
I cannot be contain..
Like the green hulk fighting the thing
I wish you could take a walk through my brain..
You would see different things depending on the time of day...
Like dead people, relatives that passed in my memories they live...
Times of my youth when I was a kid...
I didn't smile much.
I was a good kid I didn't wild much...
Pops sold crack so I styled much ...
Gun shots in Baltimore, my pops  died once...
In my mind I question a ****.  
Like are they always ready to ****
Or does life have them Close to the edge..
Of a cliff a jagged hill  
And they don't want to die in this dog eat dog world..
So they let blood spill..
I wonder if I was a G would I bang.
Red or blue claim a gang.  
Be like Larry Hoover...
A young shooter...
In and out of prison I maneuver
Run the block like a ruler...
Be part of the the trash like manure
Be a coke runner a drug mover..
Corrupting the body of drug users.  ..
Would I be known as a survivor
Escaping death more than MacGyver
Embrace the streets as truth knowing that's it a liar...
Nickname my gun human torch cause it fires
I wonder cause honestly I don't have a gun
This poetry is my weapon..
I am only gangsta through my lyrical aggression

Day 1 down...I am up to the challenge.
A poem a day ..to test my talent...

My chocolate rain drop
Innocent love like school yard hop scotch..
My hands soothe your body like oatmeal bathes to Chicken pox..
Yeah its that real..tell me how  that feel..
The Look in eyes say you don't want me to stop..
Forget a spa I'm your personal body shop..
Louise and Clark how I explore a path of passion on your body I will find the spots..
Even in the dark..
Every fingertip led by the heart..
From the rhythm of the beat used to create the heat..
Like fire from the start there was a spark..
My ebony a more..
Your affection I want more...
I know you love my heavenly *******..
It's like a child is in the process of creation..
With these strokes its like a body painting..
******* that a have you fainting..
We married so I feel the heavens rejoice when were mating..
Me+you+God equals a beautiful equation

Girl your love I need it...
Beauty like this only a few have seen it..
God, Adam and Eve I'm  talking the garden of eden..
I'm going try  to write you the 21st century  song of Solomon for you I'm a genius..
I love your soft skin..
Its like a cinnamon and brown sugar blend..
Oh so sweet..my candy girl what a special treat..
Thankful for every breathe with you.. Sometimes I watch you as you sleep..
and if I kiss you will we meet...
In your dreams..
This love thing is everything that it seems..
Your warmth is like a sun kissing the clouds..
That's why I hold you down
I will always be around..
Girl I care for you..
As long as I'm breathing I'll be there for you..
Make sure it shoes on your feet
and food for u to eat
This love is priceless..
can't put a price to this.
.but if I could it wouldn't  be cheap...
If measured
It would be like a ancient treasure..
Love beauty...a combination..
That can only be duplicated ..
if  we mated and created a daughter..
made with love and blessed with the beauty of the mother
The mother being you..Girl your essence is so true

Reflective intercessions  
With my Rabbi teaching me lessons.
Thinking about my undeserved blessings
How at times I stumble
And is it not humble .
When I think my living  is impressive
Ponder my past push play in my perspective
How can I see a mirror and just be partially reflective.
Guess its the fact that I see my body and think I have grown.
I should look into my optics..
The windows to my soul.
There are only two options
Serve God or Sheol
Deep down I know..
Life and death.
The truth is real don't suppress it
Now check the lyrical expression..
Satan is waiting
Anxiously anticipating
For me to fall he loves corrupting Gods creation..
He wants me big headed feeling myself like *******
While he eating my soul, mastication
But to Jesus my life shows dedication
Walking with God I don't identify with procrastination..
Yet time  passes...
And how do I hold God close..
Attacked by worldly passions
Time is hand and hand with deaths approach..
Control fate like when we crush crawling a roach
Its cool to be a man's man
But if Christ was one, would there have been holes in his hands
Cause clearly it was in line with Gods plan..
Holding on to what is cool its like holding on to sand ....
Pointless ...
Nevertheless..
I am giving it my best...
Reflective moments only partial when I am looking at flesh
God is using me
Satan wants to abuse me..
Entice me with demonic opportunities
Like have *** with that chick with the big *****...
Challenges but I am not stupid
No I am not stooping
To a level below Gods standard
Reflective to see if I'm walking in Gods planning

We are  to watch the Throne...
Not stand by as pagans throw rocks at the Throne..
Talking bout there's no church for the wild
But last time I  check it was for the sick and spiritually shut down..
Those with no self control..
Those that don't know their role..
Those that have gained the world but at the sake of losing their souls
Followers aligned with the Rock of Ages...
How dare I pledge allegiance to a country yet along a Roc nation..
My Christ all white everything..
No spot no wrinkle all white wedding scene..
Every time a soul says Yes the heavens sing
Do we really understand this heaven thing..
I am talking no sin..
Peace no need for protection
No violence..no need for a weapon..
One body no racial selection..
Christ is the way to acceptance.
Hell is the place for those that reject him..
Do we really understand this hell thing.
Flesh burns fumes of sulfur dioxide
Thirsty no existence of hydroxide
Feel pain like death but cannot die..
Like swallowing a grenade destruction of your insides..
Heaven and Hell two completely different places..
Different thrones ..
Different homes.
Bliss versus eternal pain
Taking hollow tips to the dome .
Over and over again
An eternal spin cycle of torment..
We all are created with a purpose but it lays dormant..
Its sleep imagine purpose snoring..
Christ the alarm clock imagine purpose soaring  . .
To some this poem is boring..
Its not about me or you, its about Gods glory...
Now I speak truth no stories.  
God loves me he gives out the authority
So if I die today ..
With my footprints erased..
God creates everything I can surely be replaced..
I cling to Heaven.. Reject Hell ..
Live on earth
Walking with God..
You know there's two births..
With him two life's
Through Christ the only true right.
Watch the throne day and night..
I trust Faith and question my sight

I recall when I use  to write about pain..
Some much pain on the page it was like the sheet was blood stain...
I offered complained...
About how daddy was slain..
He went from the hustle to the  grave..
Angry, towards God I had rage..
But sins have a wage..
So his death was the cost of choices he made..
I learned life was full of cross roads make a decision..
Cause its a thin line between the dead and the living...
Its a thin line between freedom and prison..
A thin line between heartbreaks and a joy that's endless..
I had to choose Christ..
But I had to lose my life..
I wanted a son so bad I lost my sight..
Billie jean the kid wasn't my child so I lost my wife..
I had to pick Christ..
But I had to switch my life..
Became frequent with women my mind wasn't right..
I felt more darkness than light..
So I prayed and what a needed was granted..
A woman of God..
Amazed by his define planning..
Cause when I was on island stranded and in a hole deepen than the core of the planet..
God stuck his hand it..
Cause he had a vision..
Amongst all the women..
Amongst all my sinning..
He wanted me to be representing.
He did it for David,
He did it for Paul,
He did it for me..
He did it for Abram..
Pain is the proof and the truth is that God is able..
There's a seat for everyone at his table..
The lame, the blind, the wreck less with crime
He will take you with all your dirt and grime..
He will purify you with fire and give you a shine.
He a heavenly redeemer..
A reality maker of dreamers..
A use to God never..
But the true living God previously now and forever...

A product of an given environment.
A democracy being ran by tyrants
A offer of change..
Jesus Christ is hiring
Spiritually jobless cause the worlds firing..
Only thing worst is death and that fire pit..
But my Lord is a fireman..
With living water..
For you that fire could be a mist..
But know that hell is not a myth..
Know that heaven is at hand come on take sip..
Matter of fact take a gulp.
My Christ the sacrifice his blood
Overflows like a flood...
Talking oceans beyond a gulf..
Move mountains he can swift a coast..
Strength of the uttermost..
My stewardable host..
Came down to earth yes he left his post..
Just to have his flesh left on a post..
A passion that no other being could
fathom ..
the True definition of compassion..
He took  on all our sin Nothing was rationed  ...
His beard striped off..
His bones exposed..
His feet n hands left with holes..
Extreme bleeding..
Yes beaten to his skeletal system no x-ray was needed..
Not one fracture..
He took it all for us our true Master.
Damaged beyond human appearance..
How can u not be down in allegiance
With the Christ of this World
The only being to embody all that is right in this World..
Yet we hold on to  darkness like he not the light to this World..
He died for us Yes he fought the good fight for this World..
We are to be his bride
Yes the church but Look at us yet he still won't pick another girl..
We cheat on him..
Our selfish desires
We beat on him..
Oh how we conspire..
To destroy the truth..
Yet we need to cling to it like Ruth..
Did to Naomi..
And react better when rebuke by a pony..
Stop dancing around the truth like its going to result in a Tony ..
Award..
Too many people are phoney
Randomly comprised like what resides in bologna
I am down with Christ .. Geronimo
See the signs of his coming its almost time to go...













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Lets talk about etiquette..
And if its morally good if not heaven sent..
The standards of man is irrelevant..To a man of God..
Can't rule over me if it lacks Biblical relevance
No hats in church what's your scripture reference
I looked and couldn't find a trace of evidence
Doesn't mean  that God is in it.. just because it sounds intelligent
Sounds like a lack of truth..in your Bible study there is negligence
So in your mind I'm not a man if i don't represent what you represent.
I was raised by a woman...well the gift of both parents I didn't have death shook my past but  there's a new father in the present,..
This life he gave..I was saved are you saved...
Ruled by the standards of man makes you a slave..
Sad sight to see one embrace shackles and chains
A man name Jesus said to embrace change..
Father, Son, Holy spirit one in the same..
To choose the contrary over Gods teaching is to embrace flames..
And God doesn't send use to Hell we make the choice we are blame..
Let's talk about etiquette
It is morally good only if its heaven sent..
The standards of God has relevance..To a man of God its never irrelevant..
Only makes statements a pond the truth from Biblical reference..
If asked to give evidence..
It is given with love and Godly
intelligence
Hard to find reproach when the Bible is used contrary to 
negligence...
I cannot represent what you represent..
Despite not having both parents in the past I am  fine with Father God in the present..
His life he gave..
Represent being saved to live by God standards is what releases the  shackles and chains..
Its a beautiful thing when I think how Jesus releases the change.
The Father, the Son and the Holy spirit simple and plain..
To choose Gods teaching over mans is to escape the flames..
One choice to die for us then rise into eternal life Jesus is to blame..

I have been running for years
Tub full of tears..
Fighting dozens of fears
Betrayed by peers..
Trust issues ..
As I sit here and clutch tissues..
How can a man cry blood.
Pops killed as a kid life of a ****...
Not me but he..
I am a lover not fighter.
Guess that's why at one point I was a womanizer..
Liquor licked lust until the night expired
I ran from my calling..
Taking the wrong shots I failed at balling...
Realized the love of the Messiah
Sin check my rap sheet I had priors
Should have been put in a hellish prison
Embracing conviction.
Jesus Christ gave me redemption

The world is crazy, not sugar coated its evil…
Motivated by money, the love of it is in people…
Your soul should not embody capitalism...
By that I mean worldly gain if so then your soul is trapped in prison…
People want more instead of accepting what’s given…
I’m talking life, yeah there’s plight, but it’s your choice to do wrong or right
Freedom of choice is God given
Your life should be modeled off Christ not simply living
It seems as though I should get my cake up
Thoughts of reality, fleshly casualty, spiritually I know to get my faith up
Eyes open yet sight of the blind when will we wake up?
Not one president has been the Messiah
Stand behind the youth as shells fall from gun fire
Understand that oil prices will get higher
War will stop then continue, lives will continue to expire
Since the beginning man has thrived to not die but stay alive
Thoughts of Immortal,
Jesus lived and died and rose so death he survived
Because of him death is just a portal

If your outer appearance change
Your kisses will stay the same
As you grow old and get closer to the Lord..
Your growth in him, makes me love you even more..
As I think of times before..
When they use blades..
For you I would take a sword..
Present day take a bullet die for you..
Like Christ..
For him I die and live..for you I live and die..
I am a living sacrifice..
You are my wife..
Show the lost the Godly context of marriage..
What Gods love looks like..
If they disrespect you they disrespect me..
Blood of my blood . flesh of my flesh..
Confused because I treat you better than me..
God first ..wife second..God puts everything else in perspective
In its place
Look at yours as I seek his face..
He knows best..
As I write this I know you can feel this in your chest..
Its spiritual the way we connect..
Connected to the vine.
Branches of the same tree...
So when the wind of the Holy Spirit moves we both feel the breeze..
I should propose to you daily and drop to one knee..
Make every effort to keep this fresh..
Like that fire that consumes and purifies the flesh..
Passionately love like I am about to take my last breath..
Passion felt nights..
Compassion as I wipe the tears from your sight..
The tears I miss God catches them..
Thrive for the mark my life reflecting him
You see my heart for those who are rejecting him..
So I am a hearer of the word..
The Holy Spirit in obedience have me do what I do..
Love but reject the world

Soul of black folk Trevon Martin and Emmett till..
A image of the worlds ills
There's a different between mans n Gods will..
The physician has  stethoscope now breathe Yes the worlds ill
A deviant of society words that the deaf can feel..
The difference in a person defines whats real..
My ancestry.
Oh yeah cotton fields
In a dressing room being asked how my jeans of cotton feel..
I don't know cause my genes are imprinted
Reaction to fashion..
How corrupt are these thoughts of blackness that have us branded..
Called to be continents of Christ but island mindsets have us stranded..
Like how u white and you talk black..or how you black and you talk white..
There's no discrimination to ignorance Just like Gods sight..
Yet a clear division he judges the heart its darks and its lights.
He sprinkled his people the salt on earth.
Eat dirt the earth lacks flavor
Transformed to salt 
We should not conform to dirt..
Express food I wonder if God taste buds hurt..
Chefs cooking lukewarm dishes..
Serving Jesus as he spits the food out.
Now he raging through the kitchen....
Looking for the ingredients like this is not the recipe..
Where is the complex simplicity ..
No surprise that there's sickness due to obesity...
A melting *** stirred my God  blends together...
He makes us all the same feather..
Once realized we can fly together..
Wings strong enough to fly through any weather..
Fly higher than Satan's paws that filthy jungle cat...
Yet some still want to perch on his back..
A bird singing but can't see the bars on the Cage..
Try to escape and hit the bars  which causes flight to disengage..
Racism damages the wings..
Hate damages the wings..
Why does a cage bird sing....
Well I don't think Its a song its a scream..
Because if you pay attention the pitch changes once freed..
That same sound harmonizes with the breeze..
A wonderful song heard through the trees
As trees we should be deeply rooted in Christ..
In Faith not flesh that's why the forest is a mess..
Like a tree planted next to a oil spill or nuclear reactor..
And some radiation has disturbed the soil..
Fruit spring up already spoiled..
And I think of the seedlings..
Without proper cultivation grow up to be weaklings..
Jesus is the gardener prepared to work a miraculous healing..
But he only heals if your willing
Church never stops whether in or outside of the building..

To some this love doesn't make sense..
Well to them I simply say a miracle of God is too much for a man to comprehend
Even for myself I question how is it I have no riches but I still found wealth..
With this love..
For  you a woman who's fabric is laced in Gods grace..
Who's presence remind me that one day I will see Gods face..
When I look into your eyes women of old past away.
Germany you could never be replaced..
So this day I take you to me my Wife
for my entire life..
And your heart I would never sacrifice.
Blessed with the truth of love and not the false of lust.
As we live let people she Christ in us
So this marriage will last through life and death..
Through times of dawn and dust..
Through diamonds and gold to metals that rust. 
Everyday my goal is to make your heart blush..
With one word or one touch

Its sad times when doing Gods will makes you a deviant..
Cause society tells us to be content with sleaziness..
Content with *******..
Content with arm robbery..
Content with doing foolish acts without apology..
It's sad times when there's goat disguise as sheep.
And the other sheep can't see..
All they can see  are the a-like features..
So they continue to eat..
Even though everything that's pleasing to see isn't good for the soul..
Just because it glitters doesn't mean that's it Gold..
You cannot be content with the opposition
Even if its in the form of a celebrity or a politician
To say your a Christian and then condone the unholy is a contradiction
Following Christ is not a neutral position..
Its a spiritual and literal decision to change how your living
So to live for Christ is to cause friction..
With society ...
The church is the worlds resistance..
Yet the worlds prescription
Christ hands of healing..
Who is really down to be a witness
Openly active not a secret agents in Christ mission

Open my palms you see callus hands
I work hard to eat..
Refuse to earn off the streets..
In my darkest and deepest hole God had a plan..
The walking dead the living sleep..
I wish you could understand..
Listen be silent..
Consciousness we all can here him speak..
Honestly we're all on our death beds..
Can you see this flesh is dead...
Well I will say extra weight..
Cause it slows us down in this battle..
The world is Satan's slaughterhouse the lost is its cattle.
A second and a minute
Earthly life less than infinite..
Maybe I should keep it simple cause we all understand dollars and cents..
Ever jump over or get off the fence..
I can just pray this makes sense..
Open your mind stop being so dense..
You claim to be hard body but if I buck you flinch..
And if your back against the wall you fold and snitch..
This loyalty to a game doesn't makes sense..
Truth be told  loyalty doesn't exist..
For example when my pops life got a eclipsed..
Not one so called friend came to check on his kid..
Countless stories that sound just like this
Slightly ****** as a reminisce

Because of Adam we are dust and  return from which we came
But at the cross Jesus conqueror the grave...
So that's not where we remain.
Fly like doves in heaven the eternally saved
Death often brings pain and thoughts of rage..
Like how he die so early..
Yet we know he's in peace .. in heaven there's no surgery
On earth lives are at stake..
The gift of birth God gives but the flesh is limited so the Spirit he takeneth away
So Donnell's life was a gift..
So remember when there's sorrow there is glory at the end
God knew what we needed couldn't have made another..
To Caprice, Erin, and his other siblings he was a brother..
When he was born Neicy became a mother
To Clarence a nephew to Ms. Cooper a grandchild...
To me a playmate young and running wild
My eyes water while kneeling on the Floor
Praying for the healing of hearts that are sore
But to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord
U with God and the angels now I can feel u hover..
Up in the heavens above us
Face to Face now u can see how much Christ loves us
Walking on gold paved streets...
Like a dream something we cant even fathom in our sleep,
Started writing this with a tear..
It trickled into this here..
Words to my brother in heaven there's Nothing to fear
So God I will not question..
Cause when its time he reveals the answers to life lessons..
Oh the Thoughts of entering into heaven..
My brother at 27..
Walking around in heaven..
When its all said and done God is  forever omnipresent

Will I be ****** because of my Lust..
The way the world see it they like whats the fuss..
Through the grace of God I kicked the **** but there's residue and dust..
The love for my wife but lust births a visual rush..
That flow through my optics.
My wife is the only option
A level of self control so I don't touch..
Like thoughts aren't  adultery
Praying that these women don't approach me..
Can't Cross the line can't get called for  encroaching
My curse is this lust.
My wife feel that I don't love her the same..
Her heart show disgust
Because of the change in her frame..she thinks my eyes show disgust..
My carnal film replays images .
Fully naked women..
Fooled myself into believing that it was practice or similar to a scrimmage..
God open my eyes to the realities of my addiction..
As u hear these words can you feel my conviction
Can u see my transparency..
These words spray clear like windex..
The view of the truth is damaging..
But God heals wounds miracle moves on tragedy..
This world causes battles in the heart..
Blood, Sweat and tears to stay faithful to wife and God
Lust my Battle scar

How can I reach the unreachable..
teach the unteachable who's  comprehension is unbelieveable
But the fact  is unbelief is more than lack of knowledge..
Cause the truth is even Satan knows who God is..
Is it blindness...
truth on deaf ears..
the embracing of silence..
should there be surpises ..
when behind your eyelids enter a random act of violence..
A vision of darkness ..there's no light that why the pupils dilate the use of the iris..
But when use to darkness and the lights hits one close their eyelids..
I.e. Christ the truth the way the light..
Being unsaved is like living in the womb..
Darkness equivalent to that of a tomb..
Flashes of light is like labor contractions..
The unknown conviction hinting..
Considered a distraction..
Pushed out now watch the eyes reaction..
To the light cause from darkness there's a detachment..
If given a chance a adjustment happens..
An embracement of the light..
A rebirth Christ in action.
How can i reach the unreachable..teach the unteachable ..
With a script the director unknown Its more than the shout of action..
Living life like a movie unaware that the villains not acting..
Now could u imagine..
A movie set full of madness..
All the cast dead like really dead from a stabbing..
No equalizer the villain the only one left standing..
You may say excuse me..
Life is not a movie.
Truly
But a witness not performing there duty..is bystander..
No innocence exist...
No bliss in ignorance...
.Cause we all birth into sin.
So many questions with wrong answers given like the truth don't exist....
How can I reach the unreachable
teach the unteachable
who I tell to this body of Christ they should enlist
But  when a pass is given and the shot is missed..
It negates the assist..
A reason for the lost of the game..
The thought of a lost soul has me ******..
I'm the point guard I help the scorer sustain..
Chris Paul with rock which is the gospel..
Passing the truth like Paul the apostle ..
Too many people out for a win like Christ didn't settle the score...
Adam severed the relationship but Christ rebuilt the rapport...
I am trying to reach and teach but there's no trust any more...
Pointing u in the direction of accepting the Lord..,
Embrace the word of God that double edge sword..
Them cuts is conviction..
The sword swinging is What it means to be a witness..
Led by the spirit A Christian
Yes we are made in Gods image..
Trying to reach every soul because the wins and losses count..
Life is not a scrimmage..
How can one soul have a  blemish..
Only dirt that can touch the soul is the ***** hands of sinning..
How can I reach the unreachable teach the unteachable..Who mistakes knowledge for ignorance...
And reject truth because arrogance..