To be good,
to be caring,
to be kind,
to be loving -

I try.

To be gentle,
to be sympathetic,
to be humble,
to be energetic-

I try.

To be smart,
to be helpful,
to be present,
to be hopeful-

I try.

To be fun,
to respect,
to be happy,
to be perfect-

I try.


I try.


*I fail.

is it like a
snake's hiss
or Satan's kiss
or the very first wish upon a star?

is it like the
silent word
unseen, unheard
or the minutes as they smash into the hour?

is it like a
martyr's purse
or winter's curse
or the songs they hang from trees?

is it like the
endless ride
of the endless tide
or the foam that dances with the seas?

is it like the
shortest straw
that's been drawn before
or a window as it closes for the night?

is it like a
final prayer
or a reckless dare
or a flame's barely flickering light?

is it like the
game of love
a forlorn kid glove
or the singer as she wrestles with the song?

is it like the
dice of fate
rolled far too late
or a death that takes too long?

Maybe
one day things will change
an unexpected twist in fate
will come hurtling through your gate

Maybe
it will different tomorrow
not the same as it was today
and all your troubles will be washed away

Maybe
tomorrow i'll remain the same
an awful poet, with an infamous name
but who knows?

Maybe
tomorrow you and i
shall glow.

What is grace?

Grace is
Gained
Righteousness
At
Christ's  
Expense
Meaning that with Jesus' death on the cross, he purchased for us a right relationship with God that we could not have earned for ourselves because

Grace is
Received
And
Cannot be
Earned

And once this
Gift is
Realised it
Adequantely
Covers
Everything
Meaning that every debt is paid, every single sin past, present and future is washed away.
So come expectantly because grace is a
Growing
Revolution
And
Carnal
Execution
Which means that as we leave the flesh behind and die more and more to ourselves, we are stepping into a movement that continues to change to world by
Giving
Redemption
And
Communion to
Everyone

God is
Granting
Rest
After
Condemnation
Ends
Because the
Gap has been
Realised
And
Connected
Entirely
A bridge has been built, the battle has been won and
God
Riegns
And
Christ is
Exalted

Her words were
lipstick coated
covered, smothered by a rose coloured parka

And her heart was
wearing Prada
beguiling, smiling on the cover of Vogue

And her eyes were
drenched in beauty
rushing, gushing down both cheeks

And her tears
stained her face
with salt and sparkles.

She's an alphabet artist
she paints in words,

from a palette of adjectives,
nouns and verbs,

the landscape she finds
in the folds of her mind

she exhibits in volumes of verse.

Seven bucks an hour,
Bills stacked on the counter,
Got a baby on the way, he'll have to feed.
His pride is gettin' torn down,
His confidence is worn out.
This ain't the way he dreamed that it would be.

She's got no time for makeup,
'Cause she's got three boys to wake up,
Never thought she'd have to raise them on her own.
And some days she feels like cryin',
But she's holdin' on, survivin',
On the love that makes their little house a home

She's been here before,
And she's only eight years old,
But she knows the name of every nurse she sees.
And though she don't like the chemo,
She waits it out, never losin' hope,
that someday soon she'll be cancer-free

You're a fighter,
Got that fire,
When they thought you'd fade away.

Hold a fist up,
As you get up,
Feeling stronger everyday.