You think you are so tough
You act rough
Your mannerisms are enough
Everywhere is your turf
When it comes to the beach and swimming, you don’t even know how to surf
Your diamonds say bling
You are playing the big and bad thing
You think you are like a ****
Some see you as the Goodyear blimp
Contrary of your mind
Women no how to tame
You are just lame
You might act tough on the streets
Gangs are strong and they know how to bring you down to defeat
Your aim with a gun misses the target every time
You are gentle on the inside
Yet show exterior of power on the outside
Your demeanor tells a whole different story
You think you are in your glory
But wait
It will be shown that you are not tough at all
Power is what you think you have
You can’t control which you don’t own
You are acting full blown
The streets have your number
Be careful where you slumber
You are like an hour glass, your time is almost up
Mr. You know who
A total nobody

Where have you been
Darkened with uncertainty
No place to be found
Chanted spiritual songs within one’s encouraging thought
I need to be free
I pray to thee
Thunder raw
Lightening outburst
Slavery was hard and tormented
Beaten and torn
Sunrises being a forbidden rise
Working on those cotton fields
Plantation ordeals for real
Wounds showing the many rebels
Trapped in a prohibited society
No pity
Freedom only a thought
Praying and constant praying
Singing upon singing
The slaves hope surrounded up in Heaven
Numerous cries heard
In 1862, the Emancipation Proclamation was documented, and Freedom became the word’s that Afro-Americans needed to hear
No more worry some of fear
It took place in Galveston, Texas
Years upon years of denial
Not knowing where nor if
Heaven the many outcries
Crisis finally came to an end
Freedom, Freedom, Freedom
From Slavery life into the light of the earthly kingdom
Sacrifice proven
Land’s wisdom
Dwell doers
The raw of thankful emotion
Smooth breezes and calm oceans
Life was and will be worth living
The call for Freedom
Emancipation at its best

The depth of life
Mystery having a history
Untold story
The life of one person
Hardships
Beaten words that were never torn
Angry thorns
Unexpecting eruptions within
Approaching storms
Names beyond given
No appreciative centerpiece
Remaining strong and holding one’s own
Fought individual battles and wondered about victories
Newer complaining
Silent voice within the heart
Fortress
A story no one knew
But no matter what, head up and pursue
Man up
The moment was always the place
No pause
Smiled through circumstances
Tacked situations head on
No choice just responses
Actions
Still here
It will always be
Chosen to survive
Learning experiences in strive
A story told
Bold and behold
Survival chances

Finding one’s way
What seems loss is always found
Far
Keep walking and searching
Don’t tire
Don’t let time expire
Distance is how you see it
Knowing how you got there
Approach is your maneuver
Embrace is the taste of understanding
Struggle in sustaining
Journeys are never close
You shall find
Just believe and hope will accompany you
By and By
Time after time
Your footsteps in your own discoveries
Beath path
Learning values
Disciplines and courage
The sun will guide
The moon will encourage
Your feet will be sore
But don’t stop now
You are almost there
Press on
Distance is your gateway being your only advancement
Your tomorrow that was came early today
You thought you would never arrive
You survived beyond your own expectations
What is distance without understanding?
Determination declared
Distance to, but always reflect from

Bus traveling church on the road
Congregation Mission with a behold
Traveling East to West and North to South
Where the acceleration wheels take them, it is a stop
Spreading salvation through the land
Directed by Heaven at his command
Teaching the Spiritual word
Congregation singing and praying that could be heard
The Pastor preaching on the bus and various points within the USA
This is not just any congregation bus
It is the Intermodal Gateway Church
On assignment being determined
Discerning heart
Being caring souls
Connecting salvation to America
That is praying and connecting the Savior’s spirit
The congregation and Pastor deserve merit
It’s about song and praise
Everything that follows is from the amaze
The road frontier
Always keeping the spirit near
From back roads to major highways
Into towns and major cities
The congregation and Pastor being witty
Testimonial with a message
Wheels of Faith
Distances in length
Worthy cause
Heavenly force
Congregation mind
Heaven’s combined
Bus wheels keep on accelerating
The Congregation has a journey and a mission
Spiritually lifted up

Bite taken out of the negative fight
Darkness into the marvelous light
Being tough was reversed in out
Replaced with everyday spiritual while moving about
Spiritual Gangs are now spiritual brothers
Inspiring words
All spiritual being heard
The motto, “Spiritual Brothers Outtake. Surround and be found. Give thanks and let praise be the sound”
Spiritual gangs with a word for you
Are you ready to pursue?
Men Of Faith
Going the length
There days were rough and tough
The spiritual brothers finally said enough
A new aim
Heaven’s target
Bulls eye on the mark
We are the Ready Set Go Gangsters
On the move with a message to prove
Goodness in heart with appreciation on high
The reason they have an eye on Thy
From beginning to end
No pretend
Spiritual Gangsters all the way
Praises up

Standing alone with its own stature
The beauty behind the picture
Captured moment
Pause
Refreshed
Just observe
Pick by pick
One blow
Horizon gathered within
Determination with a hold on
Every pick, a time to relish
Blowing blue flowers extending for all to see
Inspiration beyond anyone’s wildest dreams
Watch
Upon Upon Upon
Among, Among, Among
Distinguished
One thought with one wish
Blue in the dew
One heart one slew
If there were ever words
Love
Blue Flowers enchanted
Blue to you
On with pursue
Contributions
Tribulations
Creations
Wonder from above
Blue Flowers
Essence
Blue Flowers