I see a mirror
Of Love,
A promise fulfilled
By the power above

I see a mature woman
Who’s endless in worth
Who has dreams and goals
And a great purpose on Earth

I see a soul
That’ll hold me close
Keep me happy
And love me the most

When I look into your eyes
My search is complete
No more looking for love
No more girls to meet

When I look into your heart
I feel God’s grace and blessing
My prayers were answered
And there’s no more guessing

When I see you smile
Not a worry do I feel
Stress falls to the ground
And my anger tends to peel

When I see you happy
It feeds my spirit
I’d even ask if you liked my body
Just to even hear it

When I see your life
I see our great futures combined
Nothing but success, love, and peace
Fill my dreams and mind

When I see into your mind
I see your want to be great
And you’re off to a good start
Many girls are gonna hate

When I see into your love
It makes me write it down
Sing it to a crowd
Or preach it on a mound

And when you read this
Many emotions do you feel
But what I love the most
No worry about them being concealed

the feel of your warm hands
exploring my very being
like Columbus with a plan

the knowledge that you care enough
to ask me about my day
and will register the answer

I don't think I need much
but I need it often
because your comfort is my life force

tell me it's gonna be okay
even though we both know it's a lie
but it gets me to my next night

when you're here
my thoughts are clear
and again I have 20-20 sight

we don't have to be an item
we don't have to be lovers
and no one wants a divorce

I just need you around
to turn my frown upside down
an explosion of emotion like a dancer

can you just stay the night
so that everything will be alright
we both want a devoted fan

but at the end of the day,
i just want to be held

I’m no longer in the dating scene
Because I know exactly what I need
Someone on the right spiritual path
To be a good example to my seed
You don’t have to have your money right
You just have to have the right mind
Promise to support me and follow God
And only love and peace you will find
For God will be our presiding priest
And Christ as my best man
While the Almighty Father walks you down the aisle
To place yours into my hand
So if you’d like to court this disciple
You must study to show thyself approved
Must truly know our God and have sins forgiven
Or find yourself regrettably removed

Electric guitars and drum solos
Are filling my night’s sound
A battle of the bands with my mind
Hoping my thoughts to drown
A pounding headache is a lot easier
Than waking up from some fear
Fear of intrusion, fear of bad decisions
Fear of losing someone dear
Soon my bed seems unsoft, sleep seems like work
But I just want time to fly
So I look to music to rock me to sleep
And drown out the nightmare of goodbye

God is not dead
And neither is His word
It is open for all to receive
Not just a Christian nerd

God’s Sabbath is not dead
It has lasted since the start
The Bible and Dictionary state it’s Saturday
There’s no need to be degree smart

The Passover is not dead
It is the way to be saved
Only once, it’s celebrated each year
When the wages of sin can be waived

The celebration of Christmas is dead
For Christ wasn’t given life on this day
The shepherds were watching the flocks by night
But out in the cold of winter, they didn’t stay

Your soul is not yet dead
Just keep God’s everlasting command
Come to His great mountain, Zion
To learn how to rise up to our land

I surely am not dead
For I know God’s new name
I believe in my Heavenly Mother
And I pray you’ll do the same

Please don’t keep me up
I’ve reached my peak
I have work, work, and more work
I haven’t slept in a week

I don’t want to talk
I don’t wanna play
I have really
Done enough today

I don’t want to surf the web
Nor play a sport instead
I just to want
To rest my aching head

I don’t want to date
I don’t want to be bad
But if you don’t let me sleep,
I’m gonna get mad

I’mma start yelling
And then I’m gonna scream
And when I reach my peak
Then I’mma make a scene

First, I’mma bust out some walls
Then, tear down the doors
Scratch up the furniture
Then, rip up the floors

I’mma turn over your trash can
Then my language will get *****
Then my hair will start falling out
As if I was a hundred and thirty

And if you try to say sorry
It’s really too late
I’ll have you regretting
Ever asking for that date

But before I get worse
I’m gonna get weak
And fall where I am
And go to sleep

I’m in a great mood
Nobody can bring me down
I get out the shower
And put a towel around
I go down the hall
No one did I see
And when I close the door
There you are right behind me
You push me on my bed
And rip off my towel
You match my outfit
And all I can say is Wow
Then I saw something shiny …
You handcuffed me to the rail
You wanted to guarantee
That your plan wouldn’t fail
You did some dance
As if to celebrate your victory
But then I started to rise
And understood this was some witchery
You noticed I was strong
And started working my muscle
If she was getting paid
I would have sworn it was her hustle
We both seemed to enjoy
What you came to do
And when your powers got to a ******
I swore a volcano just blew
Then your powers started to fade
And you vanished in thin air
The handcuffs vanished too
And I wonder if you were ever there
Now you’ve had your way
And again I’m *****
So I’ve gotta go take another shower
And now it’s 11:30

I live in a whole new world
But no magic carpets here
Even x-ray glasses can’t see what I see
Only the Bible can make it clear
People are half dead like zombies
And religion is our curse of Babel
Time is more limited and precious
When you must choose in what you should dabble
Most people want to see the sequel to Casper
But little do they know; it’s already on DVD
But once they know, they lack time or investment
And preach – “the best things in life aren’t free”
I’ve been given the warning of Noah
But they won’t heed until the fire rains
For our home is not of this world
In heaven there will be no tears or pains
Let me show you the world
I can be your diamond in the rough
To open your eyes to the bars around you
And strengthen you for when things get tough
I would offer a red or blue pill
But I’m not into drugs
So the choice is yours: life or death
All I offer is love and hugs

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Physically I’m here
But mentally I’m away
I’m out on vacation
With my Lord today

Praising Him for my blessings
Thinking about His forgiving soul
Doing good things in His name
And learning of my God-given role

It’s an all-expense-paid trip
But am I worth the expense?
I am but a mere sinner
That asks for my hands to be rinsed

My faith gives Him the credit
My baptism makes me His son
And if I stay on the right path
I will arrive at His mansion when life is done

So now you know where I am
You should come; it’s not hard to find
Or leave me a message and I’ll get back to you
If I return to my worldly mind

Man might have created it
But that don’t make it okay
Cursing is plaguing our (American) people
And it needs to stop today

Whether you believe in bad vibes
Or in maintaining a pure mouth
Cursing really clouds up your soul
And separates you from God, no doubt

If our children are raised without it
Then why do you allow it in your speech
I know it’s possible to quit, if you want
So if you want to learn, I’ll teach

Instead of using that Devil language
You can substitute if for a close, clean word
Then God won’t ask you when you slip
“Did I (just) hear what I just heard?”

Instead of using the D word, you can use “dang”
Instead of using the A word, you can say “****”
Instead of calling her the B word, you can call her a “mitch” (my itch)
And save yourself from being kicked in the nut

Instead of dropping the F bomb,
You can always substitute it for “freak”
With these easy, mere words
You can be more holy and meek

So with this method, your language will be pure
And you’ll set a better example for our growing pods
So, when you see Him, He’ll be pleased by your vocal perfection
And your happiness will be identical to God’s

… Isn’t that a crazy story?
Just crazy – me and my friend.
Hello, hello? Babe, are you there?
Oh no! She’s fallen asleep again.
Aw, my cute babe is tired
And she stayed up just for me.
Her eyes got too heavy tonight
Then I guess I’ll just let her be.
I hope I’m in her dreams at night.
I hope she’s somewhere great.
“Hey Sweetie, I’m sorry I fell asleep.”
“Oh no, It’s getting late.”
I’ll talk to you later so you can get your sleep.
You need your energy so turn out the light.
I love you, Babe. Good night, Sweet dreams.
And I’ll see you in mines tonight.

If a prisoner was given money
to customize her cell to her liking,
would that prisoner ever want to leave?
I'm sure the answer would be striking
For when people get comfortable in a place
change is the furthest from their mind
But when their number is close to being called
only deliverance do they want to find
Why wait to find the way out,
the plan to escape these golden bars?
Don't get comfortable! This is not vacation!
and No, we cannot escape to Mars.
We must call the One who can pay our bail.
To One, how can we repay?
By changing our life and working for our bailer
And thanking for the gift of a new day
Our souls were bought with God's blood
So no other should we commit.
Seek the Lord and follow His laws
It's the least we could do, you must admit.

Hoping for forever
Wishing for the best
Wanting to tie the knot
And together build our nest

But we’re gonna Chris Brown crawl to love
So that we know that it’s right
I can’t even see our end
I can’t even picture one fight

Perfect in each other’s eyes
And that’s when we get humble
But let’s put our worries aside
And just get ready to rumble

Your hand in mine
My heart in yours
The L word is what
This poem refers

I hope these poems and letters
Make your memory box complete
So I would be the last suitor
That you’ll ever have to meet.

My eyes are to the sky
Staring for life
Eyes are fixed
To affirm your love that’s rife
I want that thumbs up
That will assure my future
I need a renewed faith
For our love to permanently suture
It truly would be wonderful
If we both were slaked
Forever making each other’s hearts happy
And heal the parts that have ached
My time and love has been in vain before
Because of life’s unfair mirage
But if I get the thumbs up
You’ll get more than a corsage

Pictures flash before my eyes
Words echo in my ears
As my mind analyses what’s going on
And exactly what it hears
To decipher what this world wants to tell me
And hear what it wants me to learn
To find the purpose of my decisions
And which passions I should allow to burn
But if this life was changed through deception
Then the focus is on finding what’s true
Only then can you live life as it was planned
Only then can you really be you
If someone could show a sneak peak at your future
How many times would you study the vision?
There’s no need to go back in time
To find out that our history can guide our decision.
Matthew 7:21-23 tells our future
And Proverbs 8:22-33 explains our past
But your Egyptian eyes can’t see the Matrix,
Can’t see life when this Earth doesn’t last.
If you really have love, you’d find its creator
To thank and learn its will
For cupid is just a distraction to the true God,
The Father and Mother in Heaven that fit the bill.

The waters have parted
An unwished dream comes to fruition
Will I stay dry
If I stand in the partition
Should I leave my things behind
And risk my old life for a new
Can I safely stand in between
Or will the walls conjoin and renew
Leaving me tossing and drowning in the middle
Wishing I had stayed back on the shore
Where my life was stable, standing on flat land
Always wishing for more
I just see a life on the other side of the sea
Feeling like that side is better and fit for me
But Moses isn’t here to assist me through
What would you do?

How are Superman and Jesus alike
A comparison you’ve never heard before
They have many differences
But similarities… there are so much more

They’re known to be the hero
In the comic books and the Bible
They both fight all traces of evil
And they’re both very reliable

Like Superman, Jesus will save you from pain
But he wasn’t foretold to fly
Even though Jesus doesn’t soar through the skies
He is everywhere – low and high

Superman comes to your rescue
Jesus patiently waits for your call
He is in many places at once
And He would never let you fall

Superman is part of the Justice League
And Jesus is part of the Trinity
Superman is from outer space
But Jesus was born on Earth in divinity

Jesus might not have been the strongest man
But he doesn’t weaken from a green rock
He is all powerful and the Son of the Creator
And He chooses who in Heaven will dock

If we can love a fictional character
Then why not believe and trust our Savior
For if you don’t accept Him in your life
He cannot do you a favor

Superman might be invulnerable
But you won’t live forever
So help Jesus help you
So you may live with Him together

My life has been placed before my eyes
My choices are there to choose
Plans to fulfill my dreamed future
Plans that produce good news

All of my plans are all great goals
But sometimes I’ve got to be in the mood
I have yet to find what gives me that feeling
I’ll have to examine my personality in the ****

For I would like to complete my old goals
So I can accomplish something new
Because these days, I see myself in the mirror
Asking, “What are you going to do?”

What would you do when
Christ returns to Earth?
What have you been working towards?
Does your soul have any worth?
If He asked you if you kept His laws
Would you be able to stand tall and gravitated,
Or would excuses begin to erupt from your mouth
Like a deadly volcano that has been activated?
Actions speak louder than words
But that’s only true when it’s convenient for you.
And if Christ asks if you kept His Passover,
What are your going to do? Have a clue?
For Passover has a specific date
A day where salvation is transformed out of blood
So our spirit can go back to God in Heaven
When our body returns to dust and mud

What would you do when
I tell you Christ already came?
Would you call me a liar and turn your back
And continue to live your life the same?
Or would you call me to learn His new name
And learn about where He was born
To learn about His second life on Earth
And figure out why you missed His funeral to mourn
Jesus was born again as the Holy Spirit in the flesh
Despite your Pastor’s opinion or say
For Satan’s mission is to hide the truth
And block you from walking Christ’s way
So gain some wisdom. Save your soul
So you can live in Heaven up above.
Work to regain your angel wings
And enjoy our Father and Mother’s love

What do I do?
What do I say?
How did I
Get my class riled today

So much laughter
I’ve lost my power
I’m trapped in this problem
For another hour

Should I get help?
Should I shout?
This isn’t what I thought
Teaching was all about

Can class get any worse?
Is that my boss?
I’d better find a new job
Because this one is lost

This is too terrible to be true
Any longer and I’ll scream
I closed my eyes and wished for a better place,
Then I woke up from my dream

My life is watched by eyes I know not of
And keep me from all harm I may endure
I know that it is purely done through love
And keep my future safe and life insured
And when my eyes are working over time
My life will struggle to fight all my woes
I cannot look down on the life of mine
For, blessings fall upon me, all I know
As I think of all the troubles I’ve faced
I am the winner of this mighty war
For evil is always on constant chase
But I have more good in my blessed core
All want to know how I love everyday
I know my eyes make sure I am okay

What’s in a name
That makes you proud,
When you see it in credits,
In a program, or said a-loud?

What’s in a poem
That makes it the best?
Is it what you’re talking about,
Or if it spent more time than the rest?

What’s in a name
That makes it your own?
Your parents give it to you,
But some change it when they’re grown.

What’s in your heart
That makes you good?
Is it the way it beats
Or is it what’s under the hood?

What’s in your life?
Are you part of a game?
What makes you unique?
Is it your name?

There’s something about putting it all on paper
That psychologically frees the mind
Writing off the shackles, speaking of melting troubles
Leaving everything behind
The words left on the paper
Our history books telling of our past
Telling of our problems, telling of our solutions
And telling them relatively fast
Writing everything down for you
And all problems start to fade
It’s like we, poets, are our own psychologist
Just wish we could get equally paid

There’s something I’ve wondered
About the excuses that we use
But when the opportunity comes
Our time we often abuse

My friend always complains and makes excuses
About not having much time
But for lunch he watches a movie
Instead of working his behind

Some students often complain
About what they get on their tests
Because they thought, they didn’t have to study
But, that happens to the best

Even I procrastinate sometimes
I’ll find something more enjoyable to do
Putting it off until the last day
And then work ‘til two

If we could use out time wisely
We would get so much done
We would accomplish our dreams sooner
Fulfilling our lives with everything under the sun