Tell THE GIRL THAT

And the voices keep telling me
Go back to your houses
Sit down in silence
but I won't
I won't do it

They keep telling me
Timid is the boy walks silently
And when is the last time you spoke up
But I trudge on
I'm a one man band
Bursting forth
WITH GREAT ADMONITION
Get behind me

The heart beckoning
For we shall trudge home
to where the heart is
WILD
It is heard
with triumph
Heard louder
than the sound of
Times square
For many feet have crossed miles
Staring at signs
telling you to buy into labels

But none have made it into
this court of intimacy
Where there is nothing of a label
No image but a person
No more material
Just spiritual

There is no more timid
I'm not frugal with what I'm buying here
This human heart
I'm coming to this conclusion of WOMAN
Beckoning with all of my might

At the doors a great war in my heart
I'm churning inside, and I wanna confide
and at not hide
But only so you would come into my life too
Is this not an invitation

RSVP
Come you, only, and see me
Together we will be
HEART
HOME
WHERE it is

Finally free
Slaves to each other
Free of ourselves
Submission to one another

Place my heart on the shelf of our interest
and we will call these portraits home
For this is where the heart is

Snapshot
Caption titled
His AND Hers
They both own the rights
Two keys intertwined
To form something beautiful
One door
made of two
yearning people

And out of the blue
If I just asked you
just asked you
not with fine words
or catch phrases
Or a packet of that
packet of sugar, to be my sugar
your name tag

Or that packet of taco bell
hot sauce
that asks my question so I don't have to
I haven't lost my voice
So let me tell what I want to
Cause for you
These won't do
I'm not timid
So don't put me in this crowd too

Wrong shelf
I'm not going to placed on your suspicion
Rather I'll move here
May people see me
when they see that warmth in your face
I'm poppin my questions girl
I'm projection a message beautiful

GONNA DO IT
At least do it
Leaving a trace
on your souls canvas
Let someone pick up that brush and try to touch
Nah, that mark is getting bigger and bigger
I'm gone
Let's pray the nex girl sees it quicker
("At least that's what my mom tells me")
NEXT GIRL, NEXT POEM

Many man have drinched their face in deep water
To stand across the side of boat and peer into the deep
Even for a moment of faith they too have walked on water
Conquering only the things God has given domain to
The beautiful heart of women
The magnificent structures
The wide open plains
Towering mountians
Low valleys
All these men have seen and given into and
grasp in the name of God

But these things
in the storms of life
the boat shakes
and then we ask
Teacher, are you awake
When, Lord will you act
For we make out Christ to be teacher
and not Messiah

For in times of struggles
our faith is tested
The boat is pulled from shore
And we see just how deep
our faith should be
And how deep God's grace is all the more

MINE MINE MINE, MY STONE - rough start

I hate people
Slow people
Loathers
I casted the first stone

I'm tired of em
sinners
prideful winners
I picked up the first stone

I'm carry judgement
Like Santa carrying lumps of coal with names tied to em
And I got the pride to abuse em
A untied tongue flung loose to misuse em
The Defining Moment
The World Changer
That is why I picked up the first stone

I picked it up
Even though you told me I didn't have to
You said
Child
YOU DON'T JUDGE
FOR THIS WEIGHT
ISN'T LIGHT
OR TOO WEAK FOR YOU
A SINNER TO BARE
CARRY THIS
and be crushed

But I picked it up
not so you wouldn't have to
But because I truly
thought I was god too

I flung that stone at you, you and you
I hit you with my peace maker
And it's a back breaker
I was throwing for the kill
smitting your will
I threw that first stone

Cause I wanted you to be alone
Love your neighbor He says
But I truly might hate you
more and more what you do
I think I'm better you

So, take my words for what they are
Cause tonight from where you stand, I'm a shooting star
Make your last wish
Like you got some fatal disease
just don't ask me not to judge you, please
I casted the first stone
Not realizing tomorrow it's this kings turn
to be dethroned

NATIONALLY CHRISTIAN

UTTER THESE WORDS

FOR THEY ARE FROM

GENERATION TO GENERATION

to whom anyone

who searches will find them

WORD

GOD'S WORD

Not laced in hidden meaning

but made known

so that creation would know it's place of meaning

for the Father

stays close to His children

AMEN

Praise the Lord

AMEN

WHEN the light goes out

and the hope still resounds

AMEN

PRAISE GOD

When there's hurt pouring

and ripping through

And the threshold can't take too much more abuse

PRAISE THE ONE

I AM

AMEN

When we've all gone silent

due to the horrific

silence.

There's peace

Be still

Don't run

or take flight

For thy God

doesn't dwell far off

He's here

not in a temple

Praise GOD

AMEN

When the broken

and abandoned

have no home

and people are fleeing

from abomination

THERE'S HOPE

IF you can't see

and if the church, the bride

doesn't come

God annoints

not with Church budgets

but Blessings and Inheritance

The Sermon on the Mount

isn't dead

BUT IS CUT DRY TRUTH

PRAISE JEHOVAH

AMEN

IF you don't know a name to call God

See that He gives names

and He has called forth you into being

Simply being

Praise God

AMEN

When you think that there's nothing to look forward to

YOU, you Christian

Become hopeful again

Cause you need to see heaven

DEAREST FRIEND

For thine assurance

let it be found in the cross

In He who made 

a symbol of a sinners death

A Patrayal of Praise

He DEAREST

Praise God

AMEN

 

BUT NOW,

RIGHT NOW

backs to the wall

blindfolded

with scarlet letters

telling tales of the old self

over run by sin

The small foreigners
Sent out by the Lawless

have become invading giants

and everyone will recieve lashes

by which our burdens run deep

PRAISE GOD, LORD ALMIGHTY

For these people are citizens

dutiful til the end

and Patriots carry banners of MARANATHA

towards the HELM of APATHY

At the gates of our souls

We have lit torches

Calling at the KEEP of LIGHT

Saying the Sacred names

that our Fathers

could not have said

For we now walk with the Almighty

RISEN LORD

when this time comes chants of Praise

IN ALL OF OUR DAYS

HALLELUJAH TO THE HIGHEST

for our lows were not

far out of His reach

His love is far and wide

and exceeds the boundaries of our unbeliefs

We never knew to the extent of how you loved me

BUT NOW

NOW BRIDE

COME AND SEE

PRAISE GOD

AMEN

AWAKEN ME

And you cracked yourself into broken pottery

Caving into blindness

For you didn't see the mockery

In making God's image sightless

Who gave away free life for complaints

and Living Water for fine luxuries

Laid bare for...

You once fell prostrate before God

But now stripped of innocence

Let God, I AM, profess this

To THESE struggling

I AM says this

For God doesn't wish to oppress thee

But oppose the sin inside of me

Would you discredit my justice bride?

Church, would you condemn me to justify yourself?

I AM

Did I not form you?

WHo is this who won't move...?

WHo is this who obscures without knowledge

When I AM declare the means

Not to harm you,

To give you a hope and future.

Where were you when I laid the earth's foundation

Tell me if you understand

Who determined it's measurements?

Surely you know!

Can you lift up your voice to the clouds,
   that^(AI) a flood of waters may cover you?
³⁵Can you send forth lightnings, that they may go
   and say to you, 'Here we are'?

And how many times

Have you looked for me

and not seen this

and said "Now I see"

Have you even given orders to the morning

Or shown dawn its place?

That it might grab earth from the edges

and shake the wicked out of it?

The earth takes shape like clay under a seal

Its features stand out like those of

a garment

in these, I AM, I MOVED

DO you remember, Church

The Young, The Growing

The new you...

Or did the New Self once again become the Old too?

And you gave, caved, became broken to...

depression, peer pressure, negativity,

business, friends, drugs, cutting, pride,

anger, distractions, fears, and disturbances,

clicks, hate, selfishness,

CHILD, I AM isn't done with this

sports, perfectionism, prosperity, noise

And I AM has become a white noise

For you made a veil of distractions

But for you

I'm not done with this yet

Church, I'm still here

You're Dad's still me

You made the decision a while ago

To be free

THEN I WILL BE INDIGNIFIED
From the inside

Something felt once before
And this grace
will not be contained
I'll be aflamed
AWAKENED LIKE NEVER BEFORE

poem for the song Awakening

I REALLY DID IT THIS TIME

I... am a son of Adam.
She is a daughter of Eve.
Evil is the Cain that we shall concieve.
I am slave
Mastered by my likes and dislikes
I prescribe and ride waves on the island called, "god is ME"
But let's be real... at least pagans pretend it's spelled lowercase  "g"
I know the uppercase so I like to pretend that's me.
Even though I didn't die for anything
But this Sunday service communion cup was handed to me freely.
I can say, "Today I bear this fruit. A token of my pledge to say that, HEY I'M OF YOU."
But my ambitions and vision of my personal GoD... says I'm just what only I think that I can only see.


I... am a son of Abraham.
I lust open wide with incest
But if I see an abortion sign, truly I would protest.
But how many times to a feeling or urge have I regressed.
No, I haven't had sex.
Not with another woman
Not to make an offspring
But I'm faithless enough to let sex urges spring
Spring from my conceptions
And pretend to make misconceptions...
that maybe God didn't see the screw up.
Yeah, I really screwed.
Yes, well, this time I really did.
HONESTLY
But shhhhhh that's only for the concience to know.
Yeah, but I REALLY DID.

I... am a son of David
But not like David
Just of the royal priesthood
A fine line of Soloman unto Rehoboam.
My royalty makes everyone sucumb
You sucumb to this
This wish
This whining
This overall of  complaining
I wrote songs that contradict the book Psalms
Prayers drawn out long
about needs and wants
 Fine dressed royalty.
No tithing necessary.
Cause my religious aptitude comes with blessing and accessories.
On the package written in bold PRINT "FAITH'S NOT IN INCLUDED"
I buy mine with acts of kindness and a heap of piety.
My selfrighteous bigotry has protruded.

MOVEMENT

The great fragment of mind.
Hopefulness.Hopeful in the ONE WHO SAVES.
Turn over the Lifeless Graves.
ARISE NEW SELF. GOODBYE OLD SELF.
ARISE CHILD.
GOODBYE COMPLACENT WANDERER.
HELLO TRAVELER.
GOODBYE FAITHLESS.
HELLO GENUINE.
TENDER HEARTED.
Goodbye Quiet.
Hello bold.
Goodbye to the cold, a movement has provided warmth.
A soul moving towards goals.
I'm a movement. I'm sacrifice. I'm a voice in the wilderness. I'm a temple of action. I'm a moved heart. I profess and I'm a non-proffitt giver. I'm peacekeeper, not a redeemer, but we'll be moved and made whole by the resurrection til the very end.

I'm ascending because I'm done with descending. I'm done falling down in anything but reverence. I will not turn to be blind. When... I've been sought out, reconstructed, loved, appealed to, placed upon, poured into by grace. I've been reconstructed not for my ownself, but to glorify.

Do you hear it? DO you hear it? -There's a voice calling out in the wilderness... prepare a way for the Lord. This is the temple, this is the church and we through our movement and actions have become an opening for other. We will be a part of the baptism, preaching, and teaching of our sisters and brother. Cause I am the voice. I am movement.
BEHOLD, THE BEAUTIFUL FEET THAT MOVE.