You don't love poetry.
You love being depressed.
Your writings are true and have influence,
but they're only depression expressed.

I respect how you feel,
and please continue to write,
but may we realize poetry's purpose
revealed, in its history, is to shine light,
on your entire story -
not just the ones that hurt.

Tell the world of who you are
and how you strive to shake off your dirt.
Highlight what helps bring healing,
because others are also depressed.
No one needs to be reminded of
their damaging stress that they've suppressed.

"Happiness is a choice"
I challenge you to loudly make that expression.
Poetry makes people happy;
Its an art collection of life-lessons.

Poetry is an art.
Its ideas, creativity, and feelings,
social and racial issues unveiled,
Poetry is revealing.
Its also reflection,
of past and present events.
Poetry instills future hope,
painting pictures,
It represents...
Its a praise report for the week.
Its the abstraction of ambiguous things.
Poetry can be figurative,
or an escape from our realities.
Poetry has history.
Poetry serves a purpose.
To single it in one direction
is a disrespectful disservice...
Do you really love poetry?
[Respect it]

Plot twist: You are poetry. Replace "poetry" with your name in the poem above and reread it.
[Respect yourself]

With the width of the universe's expanse,
outer space holding stars within its hands,
of the millions of stars shooting ablaze,
the Sun somehow shines on you everyday.


@desire.is.dope
2-23-19
0907HRS

DEATH
STOLE YOUR
BREATH
IM LIVID

One choice is all it takes...
to make or ruin our lives,
and apart from grace,
it's hard for one's soul to survive
theft, death, or ****,
or other reasons that make it hard to rationalize, or mediate -
many minds destroyed by disturbing disasters that devastate
us,
distorting truth, love, and hate,
sometimes they break our beings;
We can't contemplate these feelings.
Is this our fate?
For some, it unfortunately becomes fatal.
For others, there's a faith that saves,
making a way when we're unable,
to move.
Regardless of one's belief or views,
lets look back at what's being presented before you on the table:

One choice is all it takes...

As the suspect or victim,
we pick our choices and choose how to deal with our given circumstances,
to include the circumstances we didn't choose to be in, or begin with, in the first place.
Even when things happen outside of our control
We control our choices and responses,
as everything unfolds,
and for some choices, come consequence -
the thing we say someone's gotta own
up to, and rightfully so...
So may we have an awareness of ourselves
and arch attention or focus to
making better choices, because
One choice is all it takes...
[be intentional]

"You can't take back what you've already done or been through, but you can choose how to deal with it, and you can make choices for the betterment of the circumstance, of yourself, and of others... choose wisely, and know that we're created for good works..." - Desire R.

When I reach my end-state,
I hope to see the pearly gate
and see them streets of gold
in a place deemed celestial
                   a place of eternal beings
                   in harmony worshipping
                   the King of kings, by his grace,
                   may we get through,
to, or near the throne,
killed off my flesh and bone,
but spared my soul, so
ever thankful, eternally grateful
                  when I see the cloud descend
                  and hear them trumpets play
                  on the Great and Magnificant day
                  off we go to see this heavenly place
but until then, I'll live
in love and loyalty, hum-b-ly,
as I leave behind a harvest
for our children to reap
                 unearned and undeserving
                 forgiveness was freely given to we
                 making it my duty to live
                 a life that honors He
despite my own imperfect way of living
live honestly; despite your theology
live a life deemed honorably

                  @desire.is.dope
                    ­ 2-24-19
                     1650HRS

Jesus…
healed the sick,
helped the hopeless and helpless,
freed the oppressed and possessed,
and forgave, of sinners, their sin.

Jesus…
taught truth; made miracles;
saved souls; scoured sin;
daringly died; defeated death;
radically rose; returned to life.
Alive, he ate, and showed his face;
Five-hundred eyewitnesses - there was
no debate.

Jesus…
ascended to Heaven;
and is approaching again;
This Divine-Manifest, God-become-flesh;
This Ransom-Redeemer, sacrificial Savior;
This Risen-Rescuer; eternally crowned
Creator-King; rightly reigning; readily returning;
This living and loving Lord; caring and compassionate Counselor; justly, Justifier and Judge;

This is… Jesus…
#AllHailKingJesus

It’s so hard to stay when you’re so far away
& I want to see your face just one more time
Even in a great storm
Cold, snow, rain, fog, or warmth
I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have you in my arms

Even through all the pain
& the screams of yesterday
Bursting bombs, blown up tanks,
war sounds ringing’ in my brain

I still hear all the cries
“don’t you die”… “you’ll be fine…”
“Stay with me” … “you’ll survive…”
“We’re gonna be alright…”

I reopened my eyes, saw bright hospital lights
Life support’s running thin, I no longer qualify
I hear the Corpsman talkin’ when one of ‘em walks in and says “sir, you’ve had a very good fight… it’s time to call it…”

Unable to move, with no strength left to lose
I just let the tears slowly roll down my brui-sed cheek
If it’s my last day and I’m placed in the grave I just want you to know I’ll still find a way, ‘cause, see…

It’s so hard to stay when you’re so far away
& I want to see your face just one more time
Even in a great storm
Cold, snow, rain, fog, or warmth
I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have you in my arms

I said, it’s so hard to stay when you’re so far away
& I want to see your face just one more time
Even in a great storm
Cold, snow, rain, fog, or warmth
I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have you in my arms

I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have you in my arms
I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have you in my arms
I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have youuu
and to be with you forever…

05.30.2022
Every Mile
12:01am

WE ARE:

F ULL OF
L OVE
A ND
W ISDOM
S CARS

WEAR THEM FABULOUSLY.

In this world of darkness, I was lost and blind,
A sinner saved by grace, a troubled soul to find,
I struggle with my demons, I battle with my sin,
But deep within my heart, a new desire begins.

I want to please the Spirit, honor and glorify,
To care for those around me, as the days go by,
Though I fail daily, I know what I must do: Choose to surrender my life, Lord, in following You.

Oh, God, help me to shine, in this place so dark,
Shine your light, joy, and peace, leave a lasting mark,
In this mixed and messed up world, help me to stand tall,
I just want to make You proud, my Lord, above all.

I long to leave an impact, on this generation's soul,
To show them there's a true love that can make them whole,
But I'm just a vessel, imperfect and weak, Yet I know it's not about me, but the love You seek.

So I'll do the right thing, in Your loving sight,
For it's Your grace that guides me, Your strength that ignites,
I hate my daily struggles, but I'll press on through,
With every step I take, may they bring glory to You.

I surrender my desires, my hopes, and my dreams,
For in Your hands I’m found - my soul’s freed and redeemed,
I'll walk in Your footsteps, with faith as my guide,
And let Your love and grace be my true strength inside.

Oh, God, help me to shine, in this place so dark,
Shine your light, joy, and peace, leave a lasting mark,
In this mixed and messed up world, help me to stand true,
For the only One I want to please or make proud is You.

Help me surrender my life to You - the One who saves,
In Your love and mercy, my soul finds its place,
With every breath I take, I'll strive to do what's right,
For in pleasing, You, God, I find my true delight.

I once was lost and blind, but now
I’m found and can see;
A sinner saved by grace;
a sinner saved and at peace

Your love let’s me live.
Your blood heals and forgives.
Your kingdom is yet to come
And yet, your kingdom already is.
You rose and were seen.
You still reign supreme.
You’ll soon return, surely.
All glory to the KING.

I want to please the Spirit, honor and glorify,
To care for those around me, as the days go by,
Though I fail daily, I know what I must do:
Choose to surrender my life, Lord, and follow You.

Give me this day my daily bread.
Allow me the strength to stay ahead.
May I obey and if I fall or fail greatly,
may your grace surround and sustain me.
[Your will be done] Amen.

@desire.is.dope
24 Feb 19
0121HRS

In spite of our pride, he washed our feet.
Our stomachs pained; He led a feast.
Our mouths grew dry. He quenched all thirst.
Our minds unversed - he confided his trust.

We gave him betrayal when he gave us bread.
We turned our backs. He pursued us instead.
We chose rebellion. He allowed our will.
We schemed at night. His light shone, still.

While we chose darkness - at night, he prayed.
We sold him out. Unmoved, he stayed.
We chose silver coin. He chose the cross.
Judas brimmed with regret; Jesus' life was the cost.
So Judas hung himself.

We knew not then, the price Jesus paid.
Our sins, exposed, succumb to grace.
He would, soon, resurrect after three long days.
While Judas' corpse remained in the grave.

Do we choose for ourselves a noose of regret, sin, and death?
Or do we bind faith and love around our neck?
Do we relate more to this pre-Calvary Judas?
Or do we pursue relations with this Jesus who pursues us?
The night has come.

Consideration for others
    is an act of generosity -- how thoughtful!
Conforming to others
    is an act of suicide -- how awful!
Don't **** yourself for the approval
    of others or their opinions and views.
You're worth so much more
    than what they say or think of you.
Just be Yourself

    @desire.is.dope
    2-24-19
    0149HRS

No, we’re not perfect, love requires work and the lessons we learnin confirm that it’s worth it. Some days I feel worthless, lost under the surface, not stellar, imperfect, failing in my purpose. Pushing through the storm, my brain cloud couldn’t form enough rain to delay our parade - getting warm. Persevere under trial, diamonds form under pressure, for better or worse, love is life’s greatest treasure. I’m glad we didn’t quit, when at times we felt inadequate. Feelings, although valued, don’t lead or make choices, the heart of one’s soul’s more than changing emotions. Love’s more than a thought, or a feeling, when chosen, it’s action, flows through us, a motion so golden. Put love on display, put love into practice, and know since we married, we really be practicing…” 💯 But for real, keep practicing. Much Love‼️

We all got stories.
Stories are life's language;
language impacts perception - our
own, others, and nations.
"Stories dispossess, stories malign,
stories empower, stories humanize,
stories rob and break dignity,
stories repair whats broken..."
Single stories are scanty.
All stories, stitched together,
complete the composition of you.
Many stories matter - yours.
If your life were a book,
what would people read about?
We all got stories.
Share them. All of them.
[they MATTER]

In the midst of uncertainty for tomorrow or even today, there's a confidence and courage found within that forces us to win.
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This grind. This grit. This goal-oriented, goal-achieving, gift-cultivating, courageous and confident, bold, brave spirit, comes from a place of hope, and that hope being for change.