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

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...

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..

People out here thinking  life ain't worth living
So they take a life.
I guess they find worth in killing
More worth in drug money
More worth in pride
I wonder how many folks died
Shot dead because of a  side eye
It don't make you a man because you ride..
For your crew
It don't make you a woman because you lay on your behind ...
For your boo
I don't love the streets but I love the people in them
Locked in a mindset can't find there way out of the system
Forget the street rules!
The G-code!
The hemoglobin soaked street code
I'm not that guy.
Father in law behind bars.
My dad shot yeah he the one that died.
I will only die for Christ's sake
The one that died for me when I was ***** as a used ****** on cracked asphalt.
I owe the streets nothing!
Yet I must to tell them about the blood of Christ.
Understand if your blood covers the streets it does nothing!
Just death ..pain..a open chest.. Mortician's and Funeral Homes
In the streets everybody stiff stuck  rigamortis

How can I reach the unreachable..
teach the unteachable who's  comprehension is unbelievable
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 surprises ..
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 excepting 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..
You know what a ferret is
What a parrot is
Animals are the next up for engagements
After the Supreme court embrace same *** marriage's
Lost Adults raising lost babies empty minds in  carriages
I listen to the Holy Spirit I'm not a heretic
But are we aware of what a heretic is
Its like a Dare teacher addicted to ******
How are you using, what you're teaching people  to be against
How can I teach a nation afraid get off the fence
Hey Christians stop with the lukewarmness,
To take flight is not when we fly out of Gods mouth as spit
How can I reach the unreachable..
Teach the unteachable
Who are led by drug abusers and systematic fads
One day you on ecstasy ..
the next day your a family man..
A tiny king  a little K a foolish dad
It seems  that this generation is curse
Its witchcraft in children's movies Brave
Deep conviction I say what I have to say
The truth hurts can't force me to behave
Gun in my face my skull may but my soul will not cave.
How can I reach the unreachable..
Teach the unteachable
Not by my power but by Gods might and grace
Daily I reach for Gods face...

I'm trapped in sun scourged  skin
Fighting to get out. Screaming for  benevolence
Confound by the  phobia of my appearance
Struggle for success should I be a street opportunist
Sale dope like my Dad did
Walk the line between life and death can you believe my dads dead
A walking  stereotype and be what there assuming
You ever try to swing at a fast ball disguised as an underhanded pitch
Swing and miss pain sets in
I'm bleeding in hopes of true equality
You see my people were still in chains
Deaf to the freedom bells
Colonials were children of a country
Battles fought for freedom released from there parents reign
My ancestors were  stripped from  soil dragged across the sea
To new plains force to be slaves
Some my view this as tasteless and lame
But it’s the truth
Asphalt skinned products working in fields barefoot no timberland boots
I send prays up and salutes out to the troops
Cause if we switched shoes
 I’m not sure if I would do it for you
Cause I don’t see innocent faces
I see innocence taken
Cops are cruel cults cause communities to be complacent
Conditioned to be racist
A people treated like Jesus stripped naked
A people where knowledge use to be sacred
Now money driven like I never made it to my graduation
But you see this money I’m making
I am caking
Cards of independence
An illusion it’s really assistance
Do we know that its fraud
To trade money for independence cards
Taking tax money doesn't erase the odds
Liberty by the hands of man is flawed
I was formed in this soil pushed out of America's womb planted my feet from birth
Kiss with this dying flesh destined to be treated like dirt
America a false independence since its start
You will only find freedom in the face of God
Pursing him with a  passionately postured heart
Angels sing when we say yes
Independence in Christ he paid for our freedom with his flesh
Despite all the political jargon
Screaming and freedom marching
Gods independence is like stars and space its infinite
Earthly independence in all its splendor compared to that is limited
Latching to this life's liberty is like licking
a limp liquored in leprosy
A  detriment is a  understatement
Put more hope in a representative than Christ . below the mason dixon an under states men.
Wars get fought for freedom
Bodies stack up for freedom
Money gets spend for freedom
How does peace gets forsaken for the sake of freedom
A fable is still a lie..
I wonder if animals in a preserve can recognize that they not in the wild
Gates open and chains broken when aligned with Christ in his Kingdom

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..

Trying to ride a bike with no chain lacks movement a lame cycle.
A nation of people that have abandoned  the teachings of the Bible
Its awful seeing people bow down to an idol
There is  continuous sin, it has gone viral
YouTube I see foolishness recycled
Its like ignorance is winning as knowledge is comatose holding on to survival
This world starving for something yet being fed food scraps
Walking through the park ..side stepping ****** wrap-pers
***, The  the life is so exciting according to rap-pers
Lacking Fabulous vision husbandless women
Fatherless children
Same old show...shots fired no witness
Skits should have limits
Too many unbroken cycles
Foolishness like outer space endless

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

How you say your the "realest"..
Like Christ don't exist..
Say you good but you don't know what good is..
Without God, good is evil..
Without God you see the people..
God is rejected because the true definition of goodness resides in him..
You don't know him that's why you reject him and in turn reject good.
That's why people accept "hood."
People reject life and accept death.
Reject spirit and accept flesh.
That's why people don't feel comfortable accepting help.
How dare we treat God like a reject.

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

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

I was born in grave clothes
Raised in grave clothes
Unaware I even bathed in grave clothes
I didn't know the extent of my decay
Like the bones were expose in my face but I didn't have reflective glass to see my flesh
I was on a rotten path
Death would have been the only prize at the end of my race
Strongholds wrestled my thoughts and subdued my brain
Bone marrow deep I was linked to Adam
Lord knows I wasn't Abel
Dna tied to  blood imprinted on the ground I had more in common  with Cain
It's true a heart beat of sin causes death to course through vains
I wondered how could I be treated
Something was missing something was needed
To my shock it was Jesus
Clear! He got my heart beat right
With that resurrection power
Made my heart see light
He changed my life
I started to realize that the same power that raised Christ from the dead
Was the same power that lived in me
That does more than allow me to breathe .
It brings life back to limbs riddle with rigor mortis
It's reverses  decomposition brings back what death has stolen  
It's  uncontrollable like a lighting storm.
It's unadulterated
Once it hits
It's changes landscape  like when a nuclear warhead is detonated
Hoover dam generated power
Turbine engine spending power
Lift the dead out of sin power
Tectonic plate shifting, erecting mountains from plains power
By one name only can we be saved power
Second coming cracking the sky power
All knees shall bow and all tongues shall comply  power
Corruptible turned into incorruptible in a instant power
Rebirth repositioned repurposed repented power
Turn  what seems to be a lost into a win power
It is finish the precursor to the release of infinite power
I could never be the same because  the spirit lives in me gives me power
My arteries are laced with a burning flame
A roaring wind, a groaning earth, a raging sea crashing waves
The impact of several elements crush the chains of a slave
It's the same power that said come forth Christ friend walks out the grave
The same power that moved the stone a borrowed tomb turned to a cave
It's the power of the Resurrection
In a world full of aborted life
It breeds conception
In a world that attempts to abort Christ
The church still  cries out in reverence
Changed death for us now it's portal
Changed lives of stop watches into immortal
Resurrection power a glimpse into the eternal

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

How could Jesus be  a white man
How could Jesus be a black man
How could Jesus be a white man
How could Jesus be a black man

This idea hit me like lighting
We are made in Gods likeness
So it don't matter if Christ had black or white skin
Because he died for our sins
And your like I can't believe in him
Because of the pain within
Pain from racism
The ignorance of the founders who didn't establish this
Do you know the region
Listen children listen men
This faith was birthed before Americans
Before Christopher Columbus
But to the truth there's numbness
You can research there's no comfort in dumbness
I am not a Israelite
But I am a gentile covered in the blood of Christ
When men lead power gets abused
The truth gets misused
Distorted into obsession
Distorted into aggression
Against its twin its kin
Esau and Jacob
Flesh is just our parents genetic makeup
Hitting you with living water like wake up
Christ exchanged his self for us like Nicholas Cage face off
See Christ blood all red cut race off
Do you know your geography
Is your belief based on your own philosophy
Don't promise me
Promise he
God deserves an apology
We done let the color of skin become our idolatry
The black Israelites
Yeah right
Sound like the Aryan nation won't get into heaven unless your white
I mean black yeah black God is black
Clearly your spiritual growth shows lack
Think about when them whips hit his back
Shredded his flesh like cheddar
We deserve hell forever

How could Jesus be  a white man
How could Jesus be black man
How could Jesus be a white man
How could Jesus be a black man




Blood runs red lighter than black darker than white
Christ willfully died didn't put up a fight
So why we fight for identity
When we should have identity in he
Not  black or white supremacy
Ku Klux **** ram sack your land
Set fire to the cross
Black man lost in a rebel mindset rage against his white boss
Yet both claim Christ stripes
Like they could afford the cost
Have you ever been hit with a whip
Not any but one with lead tips
Crackle of flesh being ripped
Blood is what fell it was not the color of skin that dripped
Race hate  which decays the moral fabric
To our core we are savages full of madness
Well consider this poetic justice no Janet
I am here to let y'all have it
John 14:6 Christ is the way the truth and the life.
It does not say the way for the black or the white
He came to save every pigmentation
We are the Body of Christ the wrist and shoulder cannot be in segregation
Look at the churches present day situation
I am white where is the Christian Rock
I am black man play some gospel
I am like man where is the Bible
How is this foolishness possible
The Holy Spirit guides us into true education
Life and death the only true separation
Jesus is a white man, Jesus is a black man , Jesus is every man because he took it all to cover our lack man

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..

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

I'm raw my flow  consumes dextrose
Tell peta  I do the most
Loud sounds I'm out in the public
Friends with  Lions we close like cousins
I'm cooking ..in a gourmet kitchen
Chicken is my opposition
Sweet and sour
Predator I'm not a scavenger no coward
Blood falls I need a shower
Drip drop dew mornings
Don't sleep on me like comas
Consuming beats down to the bone
I sip the marrow for a bonus

I am clean like an infants first wash no rap sheet
Walking thru the market
Like shouldn't food be free
Didn't God give us the same control he gave Adam and eve
I am sorry my mind at times goes on a spree
A spree of thoughts
My brain is heavy plus it kicks bass drum
My thoughts run miles
I need pennies for my thoughts
Must be properly endowed

Watch what you eat fool check your food
Fool check your spoon
Food poison
Nasty now you vomiting fluids flowing a fountain
To that server you should have watched how you spoke
Face timing yourself
Seeing your mouth move
Saliva crashing into the coast of your tooth
Yuck images social products
Dislike that dislike you
Keep it true
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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

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..

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

We tend to listen to limits brought forth from the lips of liars
Like a **** who has his eyes on them dollars
Pyramid schemes you know you start from the bottom
Thoughts of a girl that never knew her father
Heels navigating across the cracks of concrete a avenue princess calling another man dad
Unaware who she is in Christ her reality is sad
Horrid..
the love of money cements the foundation of prostitution
Street pollution  empty drug baggies and used Trojans
For protection
Her street name  is black magic
Pimped by Mr. Voodoo the witch doctor of human traffic
When she put on them tights man the hex is on
Walking from corner to corner shaking it like pepper corn
Fire... the blocks are hellish her only glimpse of heaven
Is when the ****** breaks yet some how she never gets pregnant
God is a keeper in the eye of the storm
Ask the samaritan woman
Several men
Lets say 5  husbands
Belonging to others
Yet Christ brought life to the equation
Like a baby is still a blessing even though birth by a ******
The dove brought back a olive
But there is redemption for the raven
Now who is telling her
When no one is speaking heaven
But speaking sulfur appealing to the hell in her
While she crying on the inside
Too busy relying on the entry to her insides
Uncoached in the hearts on men
Does she know thats where sin lies
**** telling her he love her as he offer her over to dudes  he sends lies
Drunk love ?
Music intoxicating her brain waves
To street demons she plays a *** slave
Every night is Halloween
Put the mask on, costume on
Disguised in the streets yet exposing thighs and cheeks
Men lapping the way dogs desire treats
Flesh exchange like the reduction of a liquid
Flame hits the pan its flavor intensifies for an instant
shimmering salacious sin
Nearing the end as time gets  slain
Yet she collects more than just dollars and cents
A piece of them remain
Soul tied to her spirit
Tainted
But who going be the nurse and show her to the physician
Registered in the salvation army
Delivering rations of life
Give her a mirror  and show her the fathers image
You see his likeness you were created in it
For a while you were Satans tenant
He gladly accepted your sin for rent
Demonic commerce
Oxygens prince
Warden  over the prison of ******* souls
You see Christ shattered the locks
Satans key doesn't work anymore
Freedom
The blood of Christ like Harriets shotgun
covering you as your flesh makes attempts to go back
Now the world call loose women hoes
But God is a redeemer of vessels
You see his definition is that of a  pathway in which living water flows
Redeemed by the King
Take a drink
Her thirst forever quenched

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

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 looking at the wall its covered in white paint
I wondered how many times it's been replaced.
Yes painted over
If I chip it will it expose another color.
Like when my skin chip and drip the color of my sofa
Red lenses my sight beams like Cyclops
The Serenity I made peace with my pops
Death I see his face in the mirror
When I smile at my mom sometimes it scares her
Father son likeness
But what good did I get from him?
What examples did I learn from them?
I learned that a persons true colors can't be covered like a wall
Not with paint that is, not from the hands of man
Man are they flawed.
I seen blood drip on the ten commandments
Brush strokes of God
His Son Jesus the glory is that he rose
Now I'm painted all red like rose

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

Love comes from God
Jesus showed us how to do it
Hanging on the cross he prayed for his accuser's
Like forgive them because they don't know what they are doing
Love in every word freedom for me and you
As a man of God I am to exhibit a pure love
Rain down like Niagara falls
Sinking in love soaked in the Blood of the Lord.
See the key is not to love the world but love the people in it
Love the person but hate their sinning
A love like this is like a kiss from the Holy Spirit
I walk in obedience I will not damage my witness
I examine the scriptures, like are they aware that he rose from the grave
Let them no the promises made
And the fact that God does not change
He is love its in Jesus nature to save
So if your not saved I pray
If your saved I pray
For one I pray for deliverance and for the other pray that no one strays.
I follow a narrow path
Its a choice to be lost in a maze

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..

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

My mind mows through madness
It bitterly battled the baddest
Suddenly shifted through the sadness
Left longing for love lonely
My minds knows me
Better than friends that enlisted me to commit sins
Way back when
I popped bottles of gin
Stepping slipping as my mind spins
I was never really a drinker I like to pretend
Like imagine me chasing a rabbit
Patiently embracing the magic
After it like Alexis until it gets hit in traffic
Red blood white fur mixed its graphic
Guess its no wonderland for me
No running to a caterpillar  that smoke trees
No running into a cruel queen
I say off with her head
My mind is a guillotine
Sad sight when you see the truth shattered
Feed your brain cause yes the mind matters

Nothing speaks to the heart
Like the wind whistling alarming the dark
Hurricane pains a innocent man behind bars
Or the water that dripped through..
That the levies should have caught
Katrina I remember that girl
I promise no one was meaner
Of course she rain dropped after her  uncle ***** pedals from her flower
No sweetener that's why her kiss was sour
Its wild how pain produces prostitution now she linked to a coward
Pimping ain't easy cause we all were birth from a woman
Mothers dealing with men with frozen tundra emotions
Heartless what speaks to a chest cavity where a heart is missing
Just Jesus

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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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?

I done jumped off a cliff..
I wrote this poem on my way to the bottom
Hard to see from all the air pressure.
I should have wore goggles
You know safety first
The Bible say no *** before marriage
Yet the world say just where a ******
I think thats  a eagles nest
Did one of them hatch
Mama eagle scouting for food
But where daddy at?
Thinking of Dr. Seuss the little bird looking for his mama
But where I'm from too often we looking for papa
The landscape getting close.
Now why did I jump
Oh yeah my gang dared me
I had to show them I wasn't a punk
Do anything to be socially accepted
Even risk becoming a ghost
I should have stopped trying to be in the crowd
Instead accepted my reality
Now I'm just another casualty of gravity

Got on my grey and black hoodie
Will I get shot today
Got on my grey and black hoodie
Would I get stopped today
Got on my grey and black hoodie
Pulled over by a cop today
Got on my grey and black hoodie
Lord will I die today

Being a black man in America is a struggle
Vision distorted what I know is a river some see as a puddle
It's folks that say racism is dead
Yet if I wear a grey and black hoodie
I may get hit with black lead
By a cop
Or laid to rest from another black man like the guy that killed my pop
It's two realities I face
The truth of who I am
And the lies tied to my race
No not all black men are  thugs
Even though some are
No not all black men sell drugs
Even though some do
I'm   neither  one of them dudes
So should I wear a suit?
Like AL Capone?
I simply wear what I'm accustomed to
Does my long bread make me a muslim?
When honestly I'm growing it out like my savior you know the King of the Jews
I'm familiar with racial slurs
God has blessed me to be great with words
And still to this day when customers open their door I'm treated like a *****
Who are you?
Company name branded on my uniform
I guess I'm seen as a criminal should I wear an orange jumper
Man this is crazy
I just want to feed my wife and take care of my home.
Should me and my wife birth a child
I'm concerned about the future that's ahead of our black babies
Through  all this discrimination and hate black skin is resilient
Built to absorb sun rays
But that Vitamin D
Doesn't make me Clark Kent
Captain America black in the comics now
I wonder if they will blackout superman
At the end of the day none of this should bother me
I should have tougher skin
But if a rhinoceros takes enough shots it will die at the end
I have on my grey and black hoodie
Despite our differences  we are humans, women and men
Now there's  insight so can we attempt to be friends?

You gave him your body but he ***** your mind
That's why you and that child were left behind
To him you just were a frame
Your body was his target
He fed you bull
His words were darts
Hitting your heart
I guess the movement of its beat didn't disrupt his aim
Kissing frogs only produce princes in  movies
Plus men should court women
Why were you courting him with push up bras on your breast and tights on your *****
Package products are just for consumption
Food on the plate awaiting a man's pallet
Some men are ravenous wolves
Eating the hearts of women and children leaving homes famished
A little something for all the daughters
Keep them legs locked until marriage
Don't tango in the woods like Red riding hood

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

Man I'm rocking man,  I'm  rocking
Hear me when I'm  talking
Truth spoken where lies are spoken often
Die daily awake inside a coffin
Fighting my flesh its a giant no Tom Coughlin
The smell of death
Like the smell of breath with out flossing
This world wilding like a  mosh pit
Disgusting like *****
Waiting for God to clean it like comet
The truth hits harder than a following star
I'm rocking like a chunk of a dead planet
Floating out in space stranded.
End of life can anyone plan it.

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

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

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

I have a gun on me..
Its raining I'm in my car
I see a hooded figure walking in the rain
I have a gun on me
I need protection life is hard
Its raining but the figure is a threat
Cause he has a hood on I think he's black
I didn't make the police academy I'm going prove that I'm not insane
I **** my pistol because I'm going bag me thief
Your ****** to hell trying to steal from me
I call the police
They tell me to chill
Talking to my gun like can you believe
These county police. I am the neighborhood watch I'm going to take this dude out give people relief
I have a anger problem look at my rap sheet
I'm going follow this dude I need a release
I have a gun on me
I confront little *****
He get the jump on me
I pull the gun on little *****
And dump on  little *****
He dies I walk away free
He didn't know I had a pump on me
But I knew when I stalked and evaded his peace
In my mind these are my streets
He didn't have a gun that's why he fought with his fist
I had a gun .now another kid doesn't exist
Not guilty
I have a gun on me
For self defense ..
How does self defense exist when your the one stalking something?
And your the one lurking in the mist?

P.S.
Satan wants to **** us like Trayvon Martin,
Yet we all have killed Christ in his innocence like Zimmerman.

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

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

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.

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.

Its day 24, the challenge yeah almost done with it
Brilliant bars these rappers have dumb lyrics
When I write can you see the Holy Spirit
I'm gifted
Hear me then about Christ you become curious
Using my gift to honor Jesus,  Satan is furious
A poet for hire sincerely serious
I do this because I love it
The metaphors and analogies
The imagery adds weights to the lyrics with no calories
Deep like a oil tanker  sinking in the ocean
Yet I bring no corruption
Its therapeutic cleansing my mind when I'm flowing
Let's say I wrote  24 lines
Each one with 24 lies
I wouldn't be able to look my mirror in its eyes
Would it look back
And see then start to crack
Day 24 I think it was a guy band
I joke and laugh out loud man
I cheat I have lyrics on my hands
No I create lyrics from my hands
Aligned with Gods plan

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

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

Its funny when people brag about how much money they make..
When the truth is the dollars worth is Jus as fragile as cake..
And when your flesh kisses death whats the amount you can take...
with you ..
The petals flourishes then they whither away..
Not a cent..
So tell me if this  make sense..
Pharaoh's died and put gold in their tombs and it been there every since..
So What does wealth  mean..the lust for more equals greed..
Whats your 30 pieces of silver will you betray the king..
Money over everything..
Are you aware what that really means..
Its like saying money by any means..
World full of Judas
surrounded by the truth but  tainted by unbelief...
Cash in hand but unaware of a misfortune..
Money is not everything a victim of the distortion ...
Of success.. called the American dream..
The pursuit happiness...
Plus the confusion of what it means to be bless..
Remember Job still called on God when it appeared he had nothing left..
Pain from boils on the flesh.. temporal
Prayed to the eternal God not treasures in a chest..
You look in see Greed's pollution..
When people need solutions..
1.4 trillion spend on a war like we need more shooting..
Screaming we fighting for freedom thats an illusion..
A False freedom your a slave to that freedom..
We are to fight for the Kingdom....
Yes the Kingdom of God...
You know thou will be done..
Thou kingdom come on earth as it is in heaven..
Instead of being a part of this  spiritual recession..
Unfiltered truth here no discretion....
I am Gods art how could I not be his living expression..
If all u talk is money than ur a mouthpiece for Satan check your reflection...
The love of money is like an infection...
So this is a lyrical tax invasion..
Putting a stop to this money glorification..
I hope u kno that private banks  controls the countries inflation..
They could stop homelessness..
They print money based on their personal legislation..
Big business..
I thought this country was founded by Christians...
Founding fathers were illusionist the Constitution wasn't inspired by scripture..
How u own the whole block of cheese n cant share a piece with a nibbler..
Praising a figure..pledging to a flag
Thats not in scripture..then where is it at?
Now God is a banner Jehovah Nissi
Yes im pointing fingers...
one hand round the Bible..
Pray that I wont ever need triggers
Modern day golden calf..
Like Moses speaking to save u from Gods wrath..
You have 2 ask Jesus into ur heart then follow his path..
Cash screws everything around me.
Seems that the money comes with causalities
Seen Lump sums  destroys families..
Capitalism to me is a calamity
American nightmare displayed as a nice dream..
I am very aware the coming of Christ is not a pipe dream..
Awake while you sleep life is not what it seems...
Some only believe what they see
Opening your mouth to eat poison.
Well here's a scoop of the truth..
Mr. senator gets paid  more than  troops..
Yet other men is his protection.
Right now my cousin in Afghanistan armed with a weapon..
Other there is a warzone...
But Mr. Senator your home.
In God we trust but won't step outside your home alone..
I depend on Christ..
Depend on man where's Kevin! Left Alone twice..
I am on fire so they take my matches..
More fear more security they increase my taxes
Should I trust banks money stuffed in the mattress.
Only God matters and your faith in him will matter more when the economy collapses
Let's define the word worth...
Well to everyone its different to some its a designer purse.
To others its its a NFL logo on turf..
To me if your worth is not in God then it is curse..
Let's drop the "th" and add ship to the end..
Where your worth lies is in  what your worshiping. .
Of course people are not content..
When they worship their ends and men..
You got real problems
Yet stocking your closet with red buttons
Them investment accounts won't solve em
Money is precious like the ring was to Gollum