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James M Vines Feb 2019
Shades of Phantoms haunt my days. I see strange things. I look in the mirror and I am not myself. I see a crown and armor yet I feel less than mortal. The world shifts around me as I walk, everything is skewed. The faces of the people that pass me are contorted, I see them for what they really are. There are no pleasantries among them, each one holds a monster inside. I see their Dark Inner secrets that they cover with a facade. Is the world an illusion or am I simply living out my delusions? Who can really say what is real anymore?
James M Vines Feb 2019
The lock pops on the cell block, you can hear the keys as they hit the floor. I am losing hope sitting behind a steel door. The life that the streets brought me, for this wrap it never taught me. My life was hitting on the out side. I was getting money, now all I'm getting is time. Babies in their mama's arms crying, when I had my hustle I was trying to get ahead, now I'm sitting here on half past dead. My life is a neutrality, this can't be my new reality. My family was the only reason I was living the life of the hustle, poverty is what got me in trouble. I just wanted my piece of the American dream, not this nightmare I am living, iron bars are not the real prison. Trapped inside the silence, each day seem like my twilight. In the shadows I cry out and then it hits me that there is no doubt. Drugs were the name of the game, I was just trying to rise above the pain. Children with no hope and nothing to eat, so I picked up a gun and went to the streets. I am sorry that I made my loved ones cry so many tears, but the hustle cost me some years of my life, now my torment is missing my family because of the life. I hope my children and god will forgive me, it was the only way I knew to live you see. Now I am not sure if redemption can be mine, I am inside my own prison doing hard time.
James M Vines Feb 2019
Vanity is an infection that distracts from the truth. Superficial beauty fades like leaves on a tree in Autum. Wealth blinds the eye to justice. Silver and gold turns away true judgment. Those who have can buy judgment, while the poor have no recourse. All things come to an end, kingdoms collapse and empires fall. Death is the one true equality. All face this judgement, an no mortal can escape it. No matter what trappings the world has given us.
James M Vines Feb 2019
Place a rose in your hair, so that crimson can shine against the gold. Say yes to my heart's desire, withhold not that which I want from you . Let your true nature come to fruition as I stand lost in a memory. My eyes have captured a vision, a remembrance and yet it is so real. I hold out my hands to seek your embrace, my fingertips tremble for fear that you are a mere shade of what was. The Rays of the Sun outline your form, a goddess descending from Olympus, an angel that is Walked Out Of Heaven. My heart has lost its rhythm and I am smitten. I feel your breath as your lips touch mine. I can no longer think, I can only exist in the moment. I can only be what you will let me, as my being is overcome with your forbidden Delights.
James M Vines Jan 2019
You have never seen me but I ask you to trust me. You know my name but you have not heard my story. You are unsure of what I am offering, but you are curious about who I am. Some people tell you to reject me, but a small voice says give it a try. The choice will be yours ultimately, I can only wait to see if you are willing, to take a leap of faith and trust in Gods only son.
James M Vines Jan 2019
They say the world is getting smaller but there is so much unused space. They say that people are starving, but people throw away food away everyday. They say there is not enough money, but governments keep printing it. We are told that governments can solve our problems, but they cannot even get along with each other. They say we must believe one way or another, why can't we each be left to our own path? If there is not a shortage of anything, then what are we fighting for?
James M Vines Jan 2019
Christ makes intercession with the father. He protects his sons and daughters. He sits on the throne to hear our prayers. He sends his angels to show us he cares. He gives us a guiding light to show us the way. He is there for us when ever we pray. He strengthens us when we need more faith. He sits on the mercy seat to give us his grace. He cries for us when we go astray. He corrects us and puts us back on the straight and narrow way. He is closer to us than any friend. He will be there for us until then end.
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