Best Black African Amergod Poems
For every house is built by some men.
But he that builded all things is God.
He that builded all things created everything, and without him
was was not anything made for All whom have faith, shall bear witness
for a change. Many one's wonder, whom distinguish unseen faith? and
what is his name, "the Lord replied, I am the true light of the world, have
Faith in Me, and I would set you free".
Beckon all to know that faith is the substance of things hope for, both spiritually
and faithfully. The evidence, proven in rellevence as God blesses Everyone who
trust him whole heartedly, flesh and material things you can touch, but the "Un-
seen Faith", of love of God enhances us forever So Much!!..
By faith Noah, being warned of God of things not seen, prepared an ark to the
saving of his people, because the Lord set forth a new generation, mankind's
life must be redeem.
if i could make a real black man
i'd bake him like a cake
i'd mix him up and pour him out
and this is what i'd take
i'd start off with some honesty
i'd mix in in real well
so i won't have to listen
to the lies that some men tell
some trust would be the next thing
that i'd sift into the mix
that way i'd know that he's for real
and won't fool me with his tricks
sensuality would be next on the list
i'd really mix it up
don't want to skimp on this one
i think i'll add another cup
then i'd get out my measuring spoons
1/2 a teaspoon should be enough
cause when i start to add the thug
i really don't want to add too much
good humor is a must for me
i'd add a cup or two
cause a real man knows that laughter
can always pull you through
the fear of God is something else
you know i'd have to add
cause only God can help him deal with me
so he'll stick around when times get bad
and when it comes to flavor
chocolate chip is my favorite kind
i think i'll add a bag or two
i know that he won't mind
he'll have to be a bald man
cause that's the kind i like
and yes he must have the ability
to talk to me all night
once i've mixed up all these things
and i'm sure that's all it takes
i'd pour him out and lick the bowl
and wait for my black man to bake
O brothers where art thou?
Many of you have fallen by the wayside.
Many of you do dirt and go hide.
Many of you are unaware of your gifts inside.
Many of you have died before you could realize
That your brown eyes are beautiful, that your
Brown skin is the prize of the world and that
There are beautiful dreams bursting from the
Seams of your flesh and that God saw the best
In you. That is why he placed you at the bottom
So that you'll rise to the top. So pursue to work
To receive what God has only given you.
O brothers where are thou?
Come out from the wayside now.
Stop doing dirt; it's your own people that you hurt.
Come back alive. Let your gifts take stride.
Stand proud and say loud that you're black and,
Proud and you don't have to fall in Satan's traps,
That you will run God's laps in the race of life,
And receive God's blessings that will come from.
All of the praises that are due to Him for creating,
You because when He made you. He did a grand,
Thing. That's what it do. Brothers come out now.
Stop hiding from your work and doing dirt and,
Show the world with God's help your true worth.
1-12-11
I blow my Saxophone strictly for the pleasure...Its my gift from God one of my many Treasures.
Took care of all eight of my children; Some have college degrees.....I take things
like they come,never hard to please. Took care of my dear ole dad tho he neglected me.
Used to steal moonshine,to help my ole granny. Long ago I did that stuff, myself still a
boy. No small stuff do I sweat ,No strangers have I met. Work hard,hard play,moving
obstacles out of my way.I love my wife, I love my life "Hey what did you dream last night!
God I love my music:My music I love by God! Seventy years old I am,still working in the
mines. "Hey what did you dream last night" When he hits the number he's doing what God ask...doing what God loves,sharing and caring; Blow David ...Blow Your Horn,against all odds,against all adversaries. What a good brother! Hey that's my husband! Hey that's my dad!..Hey that's my uncle Dave,loving his own and others. Passion is his saxophone. He said to write a poem,especially for him..I call him uncle Dave, you see,but he's really a GOOD FRIEND!
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Dave ask me to write this Poem
..he's amazing! And he is still working in the salt mines,playing his saxophone,playing
numbers,and house painting on the side..And asking what you dreamed.
Happy Mother's Day
To all the mothers around
You are so very precious
The best that can be found
The Love you give to us
Comes from deep within your heart
It makes us so proud
Of your life we are a part
We're thankful to God above
For making a mother like you
Filling you with sugar and spice
And Godly grace too
To all the mothers on earth
This is what we pray
God will continually bless you
And have a happy mother's day.
African love
and African justice are one
a fountain unveiling
our spring of sacred water
and salt melted into one
The gods
have different names
depicting the shapes
they want it to take
The god of birth giving
is the master
of African love
and the god of thunder
is the master
of African love of justice.
Lethal mystic will
and consent
melted in one
enjoy
the same standard
It is our wealth
and the sorrow lulling
drink of our people.
Praise goes out to all mothers
For what you've done for us
Always showing Love and Kindness
But most of all, all your trust
Giving us all your very best
And always all your love
That God has blessed you with
Down from heaven above
Daily keeping a beautiful smile
That encourage us in every way
Telling God all about us
Every night when you pray
To God the father of this world
We know there is no other
As we say from deep in our heart
Praise goes out to all mothers.
Something for all the Fathers
That are in this world today
May God continually bless you
And keep you in every way
On your special day
These words are just for you
For a life full of happiness
In everything you do
And may your heart today be filled
With all God's wonderful Love
As He daily watches over you
Down from Heaven above
So keep these sayings precious
Because to me you are no brother
Cause God will forever give
Something for all the Fathers.