A writing position that was advertised
My anticipation in response was oh my
A content writer with constructing on various subjects
My words that will just fit right on in
My true reward can finally begin
I am the candidate with the right fit
I am determined and won’t quit
Being focused and seeing the vision
I know where my writing needs to be in the reason
My writing ability functions in all seasons
I am idealistic and can turn fiction into reality
But waiting for the interview will be a possibility
I have been writing for a long time
It was commitment being combined
It was then followed by devotion
It all happened one night overseeing the ocean
It was a lonely lighthouse that showed me the way
There is much more I could say
But you have been exposed to my writing and you get the idea
It was total encouragement that helped me preserver
Since I have been writing I haven’t encountered fear
My writing talent was God instilled
It was every write having a will
My hope in an interview is focused now on still
No science experiment with an invention of a pill
My inspiration is keep writing, and don’t stop
Every writing creation will help me reach the top.

Lord
Spiritual
Request
Uplift
Redeem
Willingness
Assure
Strengthe­n
Heal
Encouragement
Overcome
Peace
Joy
Appreciation
Amen

The wind felt
Catching one off guard
Sometimes refresh
Other times bad and good
The wave backward and forward of trees
The view of the ocean as the waves maneuver
Breezes front and center
Embrace
North to South
East to West
Breezes with their own confess
Outward blow
Some fast and suddenly slow
One never knows
Handy work Heaven
Breezy Point
Breathing in and out
The breeze moving about.

A destination to
However many questions to think through
There seems to be a comparison of one
A differential being among
The where being a destined place
But which and where both share secrete
Yet without the E there is a mystery secret
A discovery to take place
Which being at what point?
Where a destination or appropriate spot found
But which and where do connect
They both have an effect
In order to go from which you have to know where
The understanding being the difference in comparison
Logically being the reason
Which do I pick?
Where being anywhere
Which and where for all too chose
A thought in you can’t lose
Yet be determined but don’t refuse.

Reflect
Understand
Value
Respect
Believer
Sustainer
Reactions
Res­ponsibilities
Dedication
Facts
Faith
Conqueror
Commitment
Desire
­Fulfillment
Testimony
God’s Foundation stones

A talking Mother Model T
The car is everything it should be
Yet my Mother the car has a human son
A car that knows how to discipline
A Model T that is Heaven sent
But don’t make Mother Model T mad
You will be sad and not glad
Don’t be surprised on the response if you say the wrong thing
It could be a seat eject having a aching sling
But then again, the wheels that turn could have you put in an urn
However, if Mother Model T is driving, you better bucket up
Otherwise, the most uncomfortable ride that will make you fed up
Yet Mother Model T is in control
Don’t even think of mentioning to Mother Model T that she is old
Mother Model T will certainly have you in a hold
The streets are Mother Model T thresholds
A wonder having no questions, but the car being its own
But I guess you would have known
So Mother Model T knows
Her way in discipline always shows
All one can say is wow
Mother Model T is always on the go
But leaves one in the moment of although.

Many movies have portrayed “Miracle on 34th” versions beyond the actual
But I actually worked during the ordeal
My story is certainly for real
I have been with Macy’s Thirty-Seven Years
Through the years, I managed to preserver
It was during the Macy’s-Gimbels era is what I went through
I am sure you see the clue
It was a time when a Macy’s and Gimbels Buyers had lunch
There was talk of merchandising while they munched
Business was discussed on Macy’s side and Gimbels found out about Macy’s Strategy
So Gimbels explored Macy’s campaign
Well the aftermath that shall remain
So Macy’s was outraged with what had transpired from Gimbels
Macy’s decided to spy on Gimbels to see what concept they could pick up
Macy’s couldn’t get the whole element since Gimbels had their plan complex
So Macy’s became upset
Yet they knew they needed a plan of their own to be competitive
But its Macy’s in wanting to be objective
I worked in the CEO & Chairmen, Edward Finkelstein’s Executive Office along with his Executive Assistant, Veronica and I was their Typist
So an email went out stating to all Macy’s employee’s that we were not to discuss any Macy’s business with Gimbels
This was a different kind of miracle
But that was the day back then
However, the Macy’s and Gimbels competition comrades came to final end.

Little Rod needs a miracle
He is 4 months old
His birth was joy in behold
However he has a rare health condition
It is not cancer in remission
I am asking everyone to pray
I want this chain line prayer to be direct being Heaven’s relay
Miracles I know God can perform
This is always ongoing being the norm
I pray that Little Rod will be a witness to Christ
Imagine encouraging others through testimony being advice
I am a witness myself
My testimony might sound like everybody else, but personal
I was labelled Death in what Doctor’s observation foreseen
But God knew the Doctors didn’t have the understanding in what their diagnosis mean
However, God saw differently
Today I am a witness throughout
My praise is thankful and comes with a shout
Little Rod is not alone
His birth is what God has shown
Heaven sees and knows
Prayer upon many prayers being the flow
Lord I pray
Please let little Rod be ok
My Faith is strong in the Lord
Its assurance and believing in the accord
Oh thank you Lord
I am giving you the glory.

Tomorrow will be
Today is too live
Inspiration we all should give
Blessings to receive
Block out the Devil to deceive
Praise to on high
Daily praying words to thy
Trust that tomorrow will be
But it is the all the possibilities in wait and see
Today the world must explore
Heavenly vibes one should not ignore
Our lives are in the hands of Faith
Praying hands hoover the world
A world needing healing
Faith being the coping dealing
Heaven sees the inner soul
The Lord is the wonder in one’s behold
True salvation means be bold
It doesn’t matter if you are young or old
Tomorrow will be
A Heavenly test if you have trust and be patient in wait and see.

It was a vision I had
This was going to be the day I walked up too Heaven
It was going to be a long journey
I walked on a sunbeam at least at what it seemed
I knew I was Heaven bound
All around me there was no sound
So I walked and walked
As I walked, I also prayed and talked
Well according to the bible flesh as never seen Heaven
But then again, flesh will never ever see Heaven
But that didn’t stop my determination
Arrive or fail, the fact attempted being my indication
So I arrived outside the pearly gates
An Angel told me I had to wait
My name was not on the list
The Angel said “No, this wasn’t an miss
Your soul isn’t ready just yet
But the Angel didn’t tell me to get
There is much work needed on earth
Your writings on Earth is still needed for the world to see their new birth
God is counting on you to come through
Your spirit is in the right place
Don’t ever erase
No I am not trying to make a Federal case
The Angel said God has given you a voice in your writings
Words for the world too hear and the message to share
Heaven is on hold for you
Your day is not yet your slew
It is the everlasting to come that will be due
Walk back to Earth
You have been enriched in your own new birth
Your writings are God’s salvation to you
I am the Angel Galleo
You are called as God’s chosen fellow
Continue to write with God’s enduring words
With your voice, you will be heard
Go back to Earth and continue in your writing wonder
You have a writing horizon and it is yonder
Go now As God will show you how
The Earth is calling and no time for stalling
At that point I thanked the Angel Galleo
My next writing will be of my own pateo.

On some given days you would see “Speed” on the move
It was New York City justice too prove
A criminal chase would often make citizens think that that were seeing a movie
It might sound groovy
But it was the real NYPD thing
A car chase would often make anybody think if they are witnessing a race
“Speed” was just that fast
The remembrance will certainly last
Moving with urgency
Crime with Justice on Speed’s mind
Jail time for criminals combined
If you Rob, Steal or Mug justice in NYPD policy
But then again, justice is faced in major cities across the United States
But this is a retirement send off for a Horse named “Speed”
As you retire, I will always think on establishment in proceed
However, a NYPD battle against crime, there is a message when you were in need
Assurance being in your own right
Everyone could see it in plain sight
After all, I have respect and you deserve that as I am polite
You deserve the spotlight
You were more than a horse of course
You were are a Policemen’s friend
The public showed you love all within
Yet with pride and dignity you showed honor in knowing you took part in Justice being can
As you retire, there is a certain inspire
But don’t ever tire
You leave behind other horses in following your lead
Don’t be surprised if Mr. Ed calls you in need
The NYPD will miss that Policemen street moving ride
But it was the citizen’s protection that you need provide
It was saddle up
Let your gallop be a cast in the wind
Your retirement is not a good-bye but until then
“Speed”, continue to ride on
Your sundown is your inspiration that you spread around
Now you can settle down and relaxation will be your sound
Gallop Gallop one last time
Retirement is your reward, and I honor you with a silver sword.

Still in love all these years
Whispers of love enchanted in my ears
The words “I LOVE YOU”
Our romance is still alive
It’s always been our communication in how we always strived
I knew you were the one when we set eyes
But it was no surprise
We knew we were in love being the realize
Your heart settled in mine
Our eyes looked upon like fine wine
Fragrances that state our love is still fresh
You placed rose pebbles all over the bed
A Barry White song being our stead
Later Terry Pendergrass song, “Turn Off The Lights”
Oh what a night
Our love to each other being a pure interlude
Yet we are still in love of ongoing chapters of no conclude
Its relaxation in soothe
Your love to me is simply smooth
Happy Valentine’s Day
Love and Kisses every step of the way.

President Trump and the House of Representatives of the Capitol
Gun Laws need too be strict
There must be a constitution that will make the law stick
Shootings have gone way to long
Schools are for learning where guns don’t belong
Students from everywhere are letting their voices be heard
But there is little utterance in response of words
How many more Deaths that will take place in schools?
Your standpoint seems to be a refuse
This is not a political game
Guns and more guns cannot continue to remain
President Trump and House Of Representatives, please open your mind with understanding, and do what’s right
We are now in a crisis, and it has formed a continuous wounds being a plight
What would it take to get you to understand?
Bullets have no name
It’s a mater of focus and then aim
Safety should be of the most importance and priority
We now live in an uncertain society and it has become a reality
Imagine if this were your Son or Daughter shot in a school, how would you feel?
However, think of this situation in actually becoming for real
You cannot blame President Obama on this
The House of Representatives made guns a hit and miss
President Trump, this problem falls into your lap
Don’t turn your back and the students, teachers and parents get a slap
Teachers, Parents and students shouldn’t have to worry for their lives
But it is about that any given moment
Shootings having no specific announcement
Anguish and disturbed
Dead can’t utter any word
Guns do destroy
They are certainly no toy
But what about other weapons
How much more grief must the world endure
This is cut and dry in being pure
Think hard, but construct documentation that will have meaning
The world has spoken out
It’s time for Washington movement is what the world is protesting about.

Your mobile device you won’t let alone
Yet your total phone conversation in being known
Everywhere you and your device goes being the flow
Constant looking at being a show
You talk to half the world
Yet it makes individuals head swirl
Your phone device conversations can be long and sometimes disturbing
But you must always keep your phone charged up
Your phone device must have a specific look
It’s always those selfie pictures that you took
The brand has to be just right
However, it must not make others feel uptight
Connections being straight out
Technology as that is what I am talking about
No need to shout
You can hear me now and wow
Yet sometimes people want to give someone a Pow
Communicate in need when the time is right
But don’t turn into a dramatic verse being a sight
So sorry you can hear me now
What was I thinking oh wow.

Before I begin, let’s take a moment of Code OF Silence
Brief pause, remembering all the people that loss their lives
That day of September 11, 2001 was like any other typical weekday morning
People were commuting from everywhere on their way to work
Nothing seemed suspicious
It was a clear summery sunny day being obvious
There was no thought of an attack
Suddenly a passenger plane went into Tower One
However, that attack was only half done
Immediately following, Tower 2 got a big fiery smack
The explosions were like a movie thrilling flack
But the world became motionless
So many names having no time to list
Terrorist were definitely made their move
Their mission having an agenda to prove
The world’s lives were changed forever
I was supposed to work in Tower One on the 96th Floor for Marsh and McClennan
But I was told I was overqualified two days before
It was my time for Heaven to explore, so Heaven literally said, “Just Ignore”
This anniversary is a remembrance of loss friends and family
Human souls were already lifted up to Heaven
Heaven has the souls for safekeeping
The message from America to the Terrorist, “You can’t keep a strong nation down as America has strived from many vintage points all around. Fear is not our stopping ground, but our Faith in God that will always stay around. We have sacrificed , and it’s God who controls and gives advice. We will continue to stand as our spirit is pride and dignity being our command.  Heart to Heart with fear will never be near. We will never forget and we have no regret. We are strong in the multitude, and we have peace being our solitude”.

I was bitten by the acting stage
My inner emotions full of rage
Yet the stage called
I then answered
Entered as a Man
Confer as a Philosopher
Singing being the delivering messenger
Music being the entire interlude
But here’s the include
Drama with Dramatics throughout
A world that came to an end
Run for your lives
But where can one run
The biblical revelations has already been done
The Earth seemed to open up
The Heaven’s were fed up
The Bible said just what would come
But the world didn’t prepare
There was nothing where
Time was up
Life as I know will be no more
This tomorrow is a soar
My tears that I shred have no assured
A devastation that the world can’t ignore
My strength draws weak with no endurance
The Heaven’s were my only influence
But this will be the last time
My eyes forever grow dim and darkness surrounds me
The sun has turned black
No time to turn back
My fate is what I feel but can’t see
Tomorrow will be eternity
But there is no sorrow and pity
This is my destiny and I have taken my last breath
My hour has come with no time left
My spirit has risen
The Thunder roars and the Lightening with flash
I am gone.

Christy Crème sweets that just can’t be beat
Make our delights your treat
We have the flavor that your taste buds will seek
All you have to do is take a peek
We are the best having a winning streak
We are always in demand week to week
Once you try our donuts, we won’t want to eat the competitor’s other
Christy Crème is like no another
Let your taste buds become our guest
This is an invite at our request
Christy Crème you will say you want more
The taste alone you won’t ignore
We are sure our sweet assortments you will explore.

You heard of Mount Rushmore
But that is not the subject to explore
It’s the aroma of Mount Kiss More
The acceleration of the Kiss
The height that’s called “Romance Point”
It’s a place where one reaches the top then comes the Couples Kiss
The mission of Mount Kiss More is for everyone to cherish the kiss in love more
The breath taking view in not taking love for granted
Love has its own description within having assured
Yet the kiss in love something that should be applaud
Mount Kiss More has several motto’s of love written throughout
Yet being so high as one shouts out, it actually echoes out
It’s like a boomerang that echoes back
However, love in the heart starts just like that
Kissing being where ever love is at
Love and Kiss
Solitude being no miss
So Mount Kiss More, thank you for a journey up
Your message being, “Love doesn’t ever give up”
Kissing being the beauty of a relationship
Imagine Mount Kiss More giving us the tip
But it is up to families to make the effort and time being a trip
Don’t let the kiss and love slip
Mount Kiss More is worth the trip.

A man named Donald Coffin
We emailed each other quite often
Mr. Coffin was 93 years old
He had stories that were the best ever told
Mr. Coffin’s motor coach bus knowledge unmeasurable
I would hear within the email of the vast bus models he knew
I started calling him Dad
He would always say yes young lad
The acknowledgement and theory of my every question of buses
Dad answered my numerous questions without every tiring
Because of his bus industry devotion
I am trying to get a plague made being my motion
I want it placed at the Museum of Bus Transportation in Hershey, Pennsylvania
Mr. Coffin was instrumental at the museum itself
His bus knowledge was like a bookshelf
However, I was told by a person at the museum there wasn’t any space
The thought they need to erase
I have been to the museum twice
I find it hard to believe
However, I am backed up by Donald Coffin’s Son so I am relieved
Buses were my second Dad’s commitment and my project being determined
My preservation having indication
Salute to Dad
The remembrance of Donald Coffin being his student lad.

Dining and Wine sipping lovers
Like a Red Rose to think of
Evening of elegance
Beauty and Harmony
Tone of the night through avion
Food quality delight
Music making everything alright
Dance of two of eyes facing in a trance
Swirl and circle
Kiss highlight
A date of all time
Full Moon watch
Stars advance
Feeding romance
Reservation and atmosphere being the right place at the right time
A Man and his women being worthwhile together
Reservations granted
The kiss reserved in ******
Five Star quality
Total excellence

It will be that Hospital stay
Laboratory test that could last the whole day
Yet the Doctors will have their last say
There will be times when the Patient will need the bedpan
It’s always nature calling in demand
The bedpan helps when the Patient can’t get to the restroom
Nature is immediately taken care of on the moment of soon
This will be a flush out
But relieve in what the Patient will be talking about
The Nurses will do there normal routine
The Patient will be put on a restricted diet that will be totally lean
A Patient might think that is being mean
The bedpan available is when the Patient needs to go
A nature revelation being the flow
It’s nature in the know
Yet being attention in the Patient’s own show
Yes the bedpan and the Patient giving each other movement advice
However, it comes with timing having no need to think twice.

Have a seat
As I transcribe
A jolt down
The bench and sit
The weather was perfect for it
Sky words with the sun warmth
Here and there
Difference beyond compare
Mind lair
Moments to share
Every bench
Observation alert
Words suddenly come to mind
Every movement, a reason with a purpose
Need to write
I am giving the reader to look and it’s an invite
Totally relaxed
The vibes just right
The source of my compose write
No complain
Not even lame
The bench seat green
Words being lean
Write is with a write on

Have you heard?
The White House Building was seen rushing down Pennsylvania Avenue towards the Parkway heading for Baltimore
That’s what a witness actually saw
The White House building could no longer be President Trump’s House
It wasn’t fit for even a mouse
This was the White House building moment to escape
It was no time moving like an ape
The White House building got a real boost
A Hound bus pulling attached in being used
It so happens that this was a known fact
The White House building couldn’t take the media always spotlighting involved
President Trump has so many problems, and the White House building didn’t know when it would be resolved
But the nation is wondering when?
The White House building just couldn’t wait any longer as it was a matter of fate
It was best to depart before it’s too late
President Trump will have to make his home for sleep in Florida
This White House building is on the run
As for President Trump, we both are done
Let President Trump find someplace to live
As the White House structure, I have done all in give
So this White House structure is getting out of Washington
Hold the Beef Wellington
I am running with a strong will
I won’t return until
This White House building is not thinking still
The thought is next to none
I surely wouldn’t want to be the one.

Sprinkle of showering words
Rainbows being the sentences
The Poet’s emotions targeting instances
The Darkened Clouds in what is too come
The inside of a Poet’s heart being like flowers that bloom
Yet the Poet writes alone in a room
The inspiration will come at noon
The sunshine may be hidden
The Poet notes what is written
Showers only refresh
The Poet’s mind being awaken to write
The midnight Oil well into the night
Rain that helps the Poet to explore
It’s the sunshine that helps the Poet to soar
The Poet often says, “Shower me with wisdom and understanding”
Let the rain pour and not turn my thoughts sour
Give me ideas hour after hour
Shower me with cleansing words
Let readers have an open heart
As a Poet, I have been showered to write
This is a Poet’s given right.

Trick or treat before I forget
You are our invited guest
It would be our honor if you accepted being our request
But there is something I want to share
The Theme is “Beware”
Don’t be surprised who stops for a bite
But just don’t take that too light
Because it is Halloween
Where there are many surprises in between
Lights will start going out
Within the Darkness there will be screams in shout
Doors will be like tomb shut tight
Creatures will arrive from everywhere
But remember you were warned in beware
Don’t forget to dress in costume in whoever you want to be
Did I leave anything out, let me see?
Get ready to dance
This will be your moment at every chance
The dance floor will become a creature prance
No more to say than “Happy Halloween”
Duck, Flying Bats!

I remember all so well
In fact, this is a must tell
It was Washington, DC at the monument where we first kissed
Now that is nothing to miss
It was romance that I will never forget
In fact I have no regret
It was that starry night
But war was going on
You told me to remain strong
You were an Army man
The Army needed in demand
But there was something about your Army Uniform
That War kiss when I closed my eyes was full caring and loving
It was everything nice
I certainly didn’t need any advice
I remember holding your hand into mine
The Moon was Full and there was a sense of interlude
I didn’t want that kiss to end feeling like a conclude
But there was something you wanted to ask me
I thought what exactly could it be?
We walked to the Washington Mall
There was crowds being a multitude of all
At that very moment, you proposed to me and I said yes
But I was on cloud nine I must confess
A Year later, we became Man and Wife
Our love still stands today as if it was yesterday
The Nations Capitol brought us together
War didn’t even separate us
We were on accord and didn’t fuss
Our love was a romantic chapter from the very start
War wasn’t going to stop us from being apart
Our marriage is as strong as it was the beginning
Our love still has the inning
Washington, DC surely appreciates
I still remember that date
A Wife and former Soldier salute
I still know how to play that flute
We still have that everlasting love and it remains me often when I see two flying Doves.

I have crossed the Ever After Bridge many times before
It wasn’t in the spiritual, but the fleshy body I can’t ignore
But on this specific trip
The bridge span had a very deep dip
One wrong time and one could slip
But I was on this bus
It was the multitudes that derive in us
As the bus climbed on the high span on the bridge
It seemed like the entire span was a ridge
Well as the bus approached the bridge bend
It seemed like this was the end
This is when
The end part was extending down to the water
This was the exact sequence order
That means the bus would have to surface in order to float
Yet the bus was a land vehicle and not a boat
It was my expression in hesitate
Then later thinking my life would no longer relate
I was now in a panic state
My life would have to come to believe
This is for me to see the evidence in receive
The bus started moving within the water
I thought the bus might just sink
But it was only my thought of think
Despite the buses weight
My life began to have assurance even to this date
The Ever After Bridge being a remembrance in the slate
A remainder that obvious is never too late
It is all about believing in becoming participate.

You didn’t know that Poets could sing?
But singing is only one thing
Being a Poet is the writing wing
Now being Poets our singing might be a little off
As you can imagine, we might even cough
Our talent might become “Poets who Sing and Write”
We are not trying to be overwhelming polite
As Poets, we just want to shed some light with music being the harmony to help us Poets out
But to the readers just don’t shout
Our words enchanted in song and poetry
Writing became the ever after
Emotions being the influence within
Poets that can
Readers being on ready set go on when
This is the Poets time to shine and unwind
It’s also a Wake Up call for prospective Poets to put out their own write
Let it be front and center in plain sight
Even dogs are getting into the Poets act as they take a bite
So Poets who sing once again that’s the Poets new thing
However, what surrounds the Poet is the inspiration the words bring
Now the readers are surprised in the Poet’s singing and poetry words have a sting
But we got the reader’s attention being the closeness in cling.

High rise above
Flightless, but no Dove
A Young Man knocked on a Female Senior’s door
He wanted to make sure she had a balcony for sure
The Young Man pushed the senior out of the way, but only after the senior said “Yes”, he headed for her balcony to explore
He leaped to his Death from the 12th Floor
The Young Man died on impact
Reasons unknown
An investigation will have to be shown
This could be called “Valentine Leap”
His soul is wandering in who will keep
The arrow that pierced that was fierce
Love no longer on the line
Possible love rejection just might be the indication
But the Young Man holds the key
What could the motive be?
Death being the actual
The Young Man would be the factual
Death took its toll
The accords, no one knows for sure
This situation is nothing to ignore
What do any witnesses know?
Suicide was on the line, but whatever the circumstance it wasn’t fine.

Laughter for Evil
Surprises upon surprises
A smile with a plan
Sinister demand
What to expect
Evil revenge
Lies through the smile
No trustworthy
Honesty questioned
Wonders of the Joker’s box
Joker’s card foolery
Like it or not
Win or lose
Being confused
No heart of gold
You have been told
Joker’s wild

Embrace the blessings
Give Thanks
Families and friends united in harmony
Value time
Precious life
Enjoying foods of all kinds
Rejoice having a combine
A Turkey thinking having no luck
I have been slaughtered and plucked
Being the Main Serving
I am the one and only deserving
Having all the stuffing and flavor
Dinner tables will all enjoy in savor
I am the usual Butterball
HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL

You didn’t want me when I was born
You wasn’t attentive in my yond
You were not a Mother to look upon
You were a Mother in be careful with a warn
You often said you wished I were dead
Yet you lived your life in fun instead
A Mother’s live is affection to think of
The cherished moment from Babe to Adult
Now that’s where love comes in being felt
You despised me having my Grandparents raise me
If it weren’t for them where would I be?
You never ever took the time
It was a long distance with no view
Thank God I have a different intellect
So I know all about a Mother’s neglect
I also know what effect
I am a person that choose friends in elect
So Mother you will never get my love
There is nothing to think of
Your verbal abuse had no effect
I have become better than that
Now that you are old
My salvation is enriched in behold
It’s intervention from within
A Grandmother through encouragement always had the right words in when
I am proud in who I have become
Don’t bother Mother to capture the moment
The sun has gone down and I am nowhere to be found.

Words on top of words
It’s a title that just wants to be heard
This is the time to just settle back
Having one’s feet up on recline and just reflect
The focus on time going by
The moments being a cry
The reflection on loved ones who passed on
A blessing being how I got along
The friends I met who gave me plenty of confidence in knowing my life in belong
Yet the message was always clear in continuing in remaining strong
The mind being a foundation and as strong as the constitution
Yes this is my story
Please don’t add your inspiration being my glory
Understanding until the end
Beams of light through the clouds that transcend
There is a tomorrow of a new day to begin
Inspiration to start with footsteps being the mark
The past a word offering the future
The image being a picture
Forward on Forward on, but yet continuing moving and doing, but be solid strong.

I saw and went forth to accomplish
It was torture and I endured anguish
Ammunition everywhere
It was more than any war compare
This was a global battle affair
As a Soldier, we had to beware
Bloodshed and wounds
The American flag cloth and casket bearing death
But it was dignity having a destiny
An honor not looking for any pity
I fulfilled my quest in being military’s best
Words that go beyond any battlefield
It was my silent words within being concealed
All that and more during my war days while
A mission that was at hand
Seeing the endless horizon being the demand
I still remember the ashes of destruction
There was no longer any distinction
I lived the life as a Soldier
The war yet continues
But the Lord said, “I fought a good fight”
Come home to Heaven and redeem the rewarding light
The sun shines on me
My face is the vision that all will see
My military fight is done
But continue Soldiers where I left off and be among
A battle is never done until finished.

My faith had gone weak
It seemed my life had no meaning and was bleak
It was struggles and challenges I went through all week
I felt trapped in my tears
Perhaps holding on to fears
My sorrows had no tomorrow’s
But as my eyes looked up at the skies
The wonders of God reassured me in being wise
I wasn’t alone
Every day it is something new the Lord continues to let be known
He sits high but looks below
I am God’s creation in the show
Don’t ever let salvation go
His words are strong as thunder
The winds blow like no other
The oceans are just one example of struggles
But as you walk along the beach
The destiny has become a new reach
God’s word begins to teach
My sunrise of faith being restored
My sunset in believing explored
A time for faith
A walk with my God
I am no longer astray
My tomorrow has become of this day.

It was stormy that night
The waves moved abruptly being uptight
There was a very small ship way out to sea
There were echoes in the distance of streaking pleas
In the horizon there was the Sky Bright Lighthouse beaming with its guiding light
But the light was not enough as the storm continued to be tough
The small ship went side to side
It moved in precision along with the waving tides
The ship started to tip
Then suddenly it made a dip
Some of the crew and passengers were pushed into the sea
The Coast Guard was alerted
They tried to rescue the crew and passengers, but some had already drowned
Their bodies just floated down
Lightening continue to flash and thunder roared
However, the heavy rain continued to pour
This was a night God didn’t want anyone to ignore
The message that one could visualize in one’s head, “I am God in control as I am the wonder in behold. Its souls from the flesh and Heaven giving Earth a time limit in how much living people on Earth have left”
Later the storm started to let up
The darkened night clouds departed fast
The vision of the moon finally at last
The stars twinkled of a storm pass.

I am a witness, but being the example
I was even told of my expiration, but it became an indication
The statement immediately became a question, but someone higher had valued assurance
Merciful instilled into grace
The Heavenly voice was instant praise
Encouragement was fulfilled into blessing
My tomorrows mainstream was look, and enjoy the sustaining sunshine
Yes this miracle was mine
My testimony in poetry to share
A God being is own pair
It was Death God took away
I will never forget that day
A journey that Doctor’s stated to me
I am going to pray to God and see
The Doctor’s words were only possibilities
But God provided that reality
So when bad news strikes
Pray to the Lord and tell the struggles go fly a kite
Truly no Doctor has all the answers
Your consultation should always be the Holy one
He is the one that keeps all being among
When a struggle seems long, that is an indication in putting you trust in Christ where you belong
Then when you do that, victory can come in
It’s not the end
It’s simple living that needs to begin
Now take all what I have said in
Assurance in knowing and believing in who holds the key to healing hands
Have no fear nor doubt
It’s the Lord today, tomorrow and everlasting I am talking about.

You are not welcomed to enter
This is my mission front and center
You broke my heart
Now that wasn’t smart
I have put a barrier that separates
Apology not granted as it is to late
You have put me on alert
You always pulled on my skirt
You took advantage
But I will no longer give you privilege
It’s a wonder you weren’t denied before
That was a time when I wasn’t sure
You proved to me of who you really are
It’s time for me too move on, and go far
Don’t try to find and contact me
I have a new life to explore to see
Access denied
Yet care free for me.

I am all packed for my Greyhound bus ride
The relaxing reclining seat what Greyhound will provide
I got my Round Trip Ticket in my tote
Destination being Richmond, Virginia
It will be seven hours journey
But it will be family I will see
It will be togetherness what Thanksgiving is supposed too be
The Turkey being perfectly craved
I can tell you one thing, I won’t starve
The food will be all laid out on the table being a spread
I am just thinking on all the blessings of having a family
Greyhound is bringing me back home where my life all began
Greyhound has always been my beginning to end
When my bus arrives in Richmond
Family will meet and greet me
My Thanksgiving will begin the moment I arrive
Well, we arrived On-Time in Richmond at Five PM
Family a waits
At least Greyhound made sure I wouldn’t be late.

Eenie Meenie miney Moe
But you don’t really know
It’s up too me to narrate being the show
Life having it’s down and with an although
A man being in total despair
Having no direction beyond his own compare
A man loss with no directional finder
It’s a case of being confused
But at some point in the man’s life he was used
However, the man used other people in his lifetime
Some might consider him like everybody else
Yet the man is of human nature

Now help me in giving this man some sort of insight
But it must be inspiration in getting him out of his plight
Right now he is in a dark tunnel needing light
Trust in above
It’s Heaven too think of
Inspiration that comes from a total high
Your question needs no answer as of why
Just give heaven a try

As I narrate further, the man was once married, but he also cheated on his wife
Now for that, he deserves no advice
The man and his Wife would often argue and Shout
Curse words after another I am talking about
So his Wife told him to pack his bags and whatever belongings he could carry went with him on the pavement which became his home
But now he is alone
Well maybe not totally alone in the sense of physical presence

The man’s loss base with family and friends
However, the question is, will the Man’s life ever mend
No, we are not at the end
So what words of encouragement do you think I should give other than what I said already
Prayer is priority
Life is the reality
Look to the skies with a Man ever so wise
Within life, there is always a surprise
It will be a turnaround with a new sunrise
Tomorrow is understanding with a suppose too be
So look up Man, and you shall see.

A barstool sit in don’t you move
I am here to get my drink on and frustrations to prove
I have a job which I am not enthused
Drinking might sound overused
I am at the bar to think
I am drinking away troubles
I can’t even imagine how my day went
I know it wasn’t good with no heaven sent
Getting my drink on
For me, it is like an anecdote to help me move along
I know what you are thinking, a bar is no place to get away from situations
It only adds to more extensions
The barstool has become my friend
I am drunk and won’t pretend
Drinking is my therapy to relax
Yet I am still feeling a little perplexed
Getting my drink on
I am at where I should belong
Now I felt off the barstool
I am looking like a fool
Perhaps I should jump into a pool
Someone helped me up from the floor
It was a stranger, but I am not sure
I am so drunk, and I am saying things that make no sense
Everything I say is passed tense
The night is young, but I feel old
The barstool is my threshold
Let me try to make it home
I am glad I live alone
I crashed on the bed
Drunk beyond drunk
My whole is nothing but bunk
I feel like I am nothing but a low life punk
Tomorrow will be another story
I must take a look at image in the mirror being my own inventory
End of story

The Choir truly sang at Heaven Bound Baptist Church
The song was “Stretch my hands to your glory”
The lyrics had it’s own story
The Pastor Pete’s Sermon, “Look up as there is Glory”
You could see the spirit of God running through Pastor Pete
Pastor Pete’s sermon was powerful and could encourage unbelievers to become believers in excepting Christ as their Savior
But doing the service, Mother Wright was caught into the spirit in a praising rejoicing shouting mode
It was all for the glory of our Lord
Now I was seating in the pew in front
Mother Wright was praising so hard in movement in rejoicing
The pew that I was sitting in was truly moving
I kept counting and I thought, “I would be ejected to Heaven before I knew it
I was counting 5, 4, 3, 2 and 1
Mother Wright had that much impact being under the anointing
Now there is nothing wrong with having the Holy Spirit
When the spirit hits, the praise comes on
It is later followed by the blessings that come along
But Mother Wright had my seat in the take off moment
Heaven bound no doubt
But Mother Wright had a sincere praising shout
Heaven bound spirit is what I am talking about
The spirit that only comes from on high
Miracles beyond that only come from Thy
Heaven Bound
How sweet that sound
Saints to Unbelievers, now look around
Praises are many
Worshippers know
Heaven Bound Baptist Church provided no show
It was pure salvation putting you in the know.

THE SQUARE ROOT OF MOVING
LATER THE RATIO IN ARRIVING
A PLAN GOING THROUGH FOR SEVERAL YEARS
THIS IS HOW I PRESERVER
MY STEPS IN COMMUTING TIME
BEING ON-TIME THAT IS ALWAYS FINE
SOMETIMES THERE ARE DELAYS
THEN OTHER TIMES A DISMAY
BUT NO MATTER WHAT, I GOT COMMUTING DOWN TO A SCIENCE IN MY MIND
BEING REALISTIC AND IDEALISTIC IN MY DAILY COMMUTE
YES MY MIND DOES KNOW HOW TO COMPUTE
BUT LET’S NOT HAVE A DISPUTE
COMMUTING SCIENCE WITH THE IDEA DOWN PACKED WITH BEING ENGENIUS MINE.

A loss soul needs a prayer
I can feel the blessing in the air
My life feels as if over cast clouds have gathered
I am smothered with no space
The atmosphere have taken its place
But praying hands extend in welcome
A very merciful voice says come
I was suddenly touched by a superior power
It all happened before the hour
A surge of the Holy Spirit began to settle in
A blessing that truly came within my life
A higher calling with inspiring advice
I felt so much praise
My assumption was quickly changed to Devotion
I found salvation
It was a wonder from Heaven
The greatness of thy
The praying hands that led me in the right direction
Prayer was definitely the key
The salvation road it was meant to be.

Being the Leader in controlling one’s manly life
Sometimes being guided from sound advice
Having confidence in being assured
Under the accord of Faith which comes from our Lord
Understanding being a Black Man
Not let opposition say otherwise
The Black Man if the head of the household by demand
Expressing conviction when emotions are wrong
Yet through it all remaining always strong
The Black Man knowing when to take his place
Sometimes the enemy wants to meet face to face
Creating the right environment for a family
Supporting the Wife or Girlfriend
Knowing the Wife or Girlfriend is the Black Man’s companion who will give good advice
The Black Man having no doubt to think twice
Being Father to your Son or Daughter as a Black Man should
But society wonders if the Black Man could
It’s about survival all in that order
The Black Man who romances a woman with having a baby
It means taking responsibility and not someone else
The Black Man is the unity being solely self
The Black Man must look beyond seeing the woman as a *** object
The woman has the right to reject
But it’s the enchanting interlude having the effect
The Black Man is considered a king
But the Black Man must always remember one thing
A woman is a Queen
The Black Man cannot substitute anything in between
The Black Man presents the image of destiny
The inspiration from within
The Diary of the Black Man
Psychological approaches throughout the land
The Black Man is who he is, and knows how to standalone.

My praises used to be within
But that was the past from then
My raised hands came down
I was long salvation bound
There was no singing being the sound
The falling weight felt like a pound
I turned away from God’s praying hands
I became part of the Devil’s band
I was Evil that won out
As to why happened, it’s nothing to talk about
The fact, I have fallen from grace
It was that Devil who approached
It was that same Devil that called the Lord a joke
I questioned my own Faith
What do I Believe?
What happened to my commitment and responsibility to God?
I knew I had to come back from being fallen
I felt I was now a villain
This is not what the Lord wanted me to be
Heaven observes and I know they can see
Yet I have fallen from grace
It’s going to be a long road back
Somehow I will have to back track
I am God’s human creature that shouldn’t settle for that
But I must find how I will get back
Fallen from grace, but only for the moment
I will eventually return to Heaven’s voice
But a lot of praying and forgiveness being my choice
Fallen, but I need to stand up
From, one on one redemption
Grace, God never left me
I need my Faith to be responsive and secure
God being the almighty, and having the spiritual cure
Fallen on while and heaven’s voice bringing me back with encouragement being the style.

Not impossible
Just possibilities
Curious minds unfold
Imagination vibes
Journey through expectancy
Hidden thoughts beyond
Decisions to make
Avoiding any mistakes
Give and take
Dreaming stories
Surprises within realizes
Logic through understanding
Wild as it seems
Wavy streams
One point to several theories
One thing after another
Each dream different from the other
Dare to imagine
Only to dream

The story of a travelling little girl that was intrigued by a hand at the steering wheel
It all happened on a bus in the south
These are my words straight with the account from my mouth
As the narration goes, a little girl who ventured on a regular basis traveling from Houston, Texas to St. Charles, Louisiana
It wasn’t just any trip, it was family visits
All covered by the Hound Bus, but there was something about that Hound Bus and it was the Operator that was always the driver
I am going to say the name of the Driver being Harry
Now I don’t know much about Harry and the Little Girl, but I do know, there was admiration and a feeling of belonging
I do know that the Little Girl back then was his number one travelling passenger
I was on my way to Houston, Texas after spending 7 Days in New Orleans
So the bus made a stop in St. Charles, Louisiana where a Female Adult boarded going to Houston sharing with me her story with knowing the Hound Bus Driver since she was a Little Girl
I found it interesting to learn, she was still friends even in her Adulthood.
But remember, we are in the South and South always show hospitality and greetings that last a lifetime
I observed when the driver asked the Female Adult to do certain things with the tickets in punching, and she definitely knew what to do
I knew then, yes, and that Little Girl never forgot and the Driver was like her Dad
The Female Adult travelled on that route on a regular basis
The Hound Bus was no stranger, and the story certainly not out of the ordinary
I will never forget that day with a remembrance as if it was yesterday
It was the affection and caring like a Father to a Daughter
The Hound Roadrunner showing the way
A Little Girl all grown up returning the admiration and in the passenger seat where she wants to stay.

Love became romance in get
Smile after smile
Total endure while
It was love at first sight
You have me inspired and not once uptight
Our kisses were like July 4 fireworks shooting in the air
The night being full of stars, and the sky being crystal clear
My heart always beats when you are near
You showed me how love can transcend
The moment, hour and second being together our lives on a journey of begin
It was when I proposed to you and you said yes
But I have a confess
I thought you might turn me down
But look at us now it will soon be congrats being the sound
This is our wedding day, we will be as one as Man and Wife
Our own everlasting story being our strive
Love that will continue on
Together as one with a bond being strong
I will be proud to say, you are my wife, and I am your husband
I hear the music in the air, “Here and Now”
Husband and Wife Oh Wow
Hand in my hand
Our lives together
Love all in between like no other
It’s love that will lead us
Total bliss having nothing but plus.

GOD

PRAYER

THANKS

APPRECIATION

SUSTAINING

OVERCOMING

FELLOW­SHIP

GOODNESS

SACRIFICE

FORGIVENESS

RESPECT

BELIEVING

MIRAC­LES

SPIRIT

AMEN