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The Christian I Am Not

I have been a Christian  for many years,
Hiding behind the mad poet has drenched me with tears
For I am a sinner the chief of them all
Writing poetry that has made me feel appalled

I have coveted, lied, hated and stole
Indulged in adultery with an innocent sole
I have broken my family, and now live in separate homes
While writing perversions of my conquests in poems 

The thing that worries me, is that I feel nothing at all
This is what scares Sidney. C  Hall
I see the ten commandments almost all broken
Save for killing  no words of remorse that are spoken

Am I destined to a life burning  in hell?
As part of the masses with speeches that make heads swell
Denying God and not seeking his Grace
Awaiting the day to say “I have no excuse,” to his face

Or believing a lie that there is no forgiveness
And just going along my ungodly business
Ladies and Gentleman my soul is in turmoil
Sin runs through my veins causing my blood to boil

I say to myself Sid you need to change,
Then the next minute something take me out of range
But I feel nothing, so how can this scare me
If I feel nothing , why is fear in hell, I see

Could this be God preparing my final years
I hope and pray soaked in tears

For Grandmomma Pt 1

A lot of lessons learned./ I sip this Hennessey and fought the burn./ My mind is clouded with 
so many memories./ I hear your voice "Boy pick yourself up off your knees"./ But I wonder 
why God would take you away from me./ Please Lord I need some clarity./ Nothing makes 
sense.  I cry, I can't lie nor deny I'm drowning in my own dark obscurity./
     The pain remains inside./ Eating me alive./ I wonder without you if I'll survive./ I try and 
hide from the responsibilities in my life, but have no success./ So I'm left with this heartache 
in my chest./ Tears roll down my cheek./ Does that make a man weak?/ God I need to 
know./ Was it just her time to go?/
     So many times I sit down attempting to express what I was feeling,/ but my heart and 
mind wasn't willing./ Nothing I wrote seemed to be enough,/ to compliment you and your 
motherly love./ Every time I thought of you I felt like balling up in a fetal position and dying./ 
I could not write about you without breaking down and crying./
     For awhile I carried a bad attitude./ Looking for an excuse to accuse anyone in my family 
forever disrespecting you./ I think about all the tears my grandmomma shed./ I wished her 
alive and everyone else dead./ Was it my imagination or was it your pretty face I saw in the 
clouds?/ I hope you're looking down on me and you're proud./ And you're hearing my voice 
right now somehow./ I wish there was a button I could push to rewind./ So I can tell you 
what's on my mind./ Kiss your check./ Have you speak./ Hold you just one more time./
     Your passing took away my energy./ You said you would never leave me./ You were 
always so honest./ So when you broke your promise,/ It left me confused./ I felt cheated 
and my soul was bruised./

Con't in Pt 2

Deployment Day

That whole hour before you left,
I stood there and watched time fly,
that moment i dreaded was almost here,
that moment of goodbye.
I tried to make the time last, 
but then the buses came,
my heart was ripped from my chest,
when you turned and walked away.
I tried to hold the tears back,
in fear you'd see I wasn't strong,
but how could i keep the tears from falling,
when half of my heart was gone.
each day is a struggle,
but yet, somehow I learn to cope,
I keep my head high and continue on,
but I never lose hope.
Pray everyday as I will,
for god to bring you home,
and keep your faith in his hands,
and remember your never alone.
My prayers will walk beside you,
I hope that brings you some peace,
I'll say a prayer for you everynight,
just before I go to sleep.
This journey will eventually end,
so keep your spirits high,
cause I know god is always there,
and my prayers won't leave your side.


Ties That Bind..

The chains that bind me are soft as silk, 
Gossamer to the touch, so thin you wouldn’t think they could hurt...
They seem no more than mere bangles, 
Jewelled manacles adorning throat and wrists and ankles
They don’t grate on my skin, barely fray the edges of my nerves
Most of the time I don’t even realise they are there 
You must be so proud of yourself my love; 
You were the weaver of these restraints, 
The arbiter of this subtle asphyxiation
You ensnared me with ropes of words, with sweet nothings 
And declarations of impassioned love, 
Spoken in the name of God, the Merciful, the Ever Watchful 
If only I possessed even a fragment of such omnipotence – 
I would not be here now, tangled in this soft silver stranglehold, 
In these necklaces and girdles and garters of a lover’s laws
When was the moment where you stopped being gentle 
And became, instead, a gentle-eyed tyrant? 
I must have blinked and missed it, or been blinded by your beguiling smile 
Anyway it does not matter now, because here I am, 
Dying a slow perfumed death in your ghostly arms, 
Reduced to a bewildered puppet on the ends of your serrated steel strings 
The secrets of my being stuffed deep down inside of my soul, 
Where you cannot find them – where only God can see
Because you seem to have lost sight of what I am baby 
And only God will be the one to show you the real, wild and untamed me
The person I am supposed to be...

I Am Not Going To Cry - Sequel To Stupid Love

I AM NOT GOING TO CRY

The soul of my eyes have been wet for years,
Crying a river of invisible tears.
Thank God an Angel has been sent from above ?
Never again feeling the Stupid Love. (Don Juan Williams 1-9-09)

Such a sweet sexy woman I’ve wanted for quite awhile;
Until I saw her I would hardly ever smile:
Thanking God for her night and day,
Something I’ve never been known to pray.

That is where my happiness started…..

And this is where my happiness ends.

Before this ink could even dry
I felt tears forming inside my eyes
She is just like the woman, rather – female before
Just another lying, hurtful, heartbreaking, crack head whore.

Even as I tried to put the past behind
And move forward with my life
The same heartbreak right back in my face
This time she was to be my wife.

I almost feel like dying….

Why do I deserve to be done this way?
I am patient, faithful, honest, understanding and the best lover they say.
But they also said they loved me but…. I guess they loved crack more.
As many as may come and go, why won't love come to my door.?
Broken heart over and over ever more?

I am not going to cry……

Should I kill my heart and feelings, smiling with a heart like stone?
Here and there, everywhere I lay my hat is my home?
Even in a crowd will I always be alone?
What’s left after the love is gone?

My heart is broken……

I felt an arrow I thought was from cupid.
I thought my love was through feeling stupid.
But this time I won’t cry a river of tears
My eyes are still swollen from the other years.

I am not going to cry………

©Don Juan Williams 5-30-09

Stupid Love 1-9-09, ©Don Juan Williams

Even Angels Cry

even angels cry

giant crimson tears
holding all the dreams and fears
of an angel of untold years
his entire soul captured
in a few fallen tears

even angels cry

his tears fall to the ground
in a god forsaken land that was never found
except by demons who gather round
as the angel's tears soften
the forgotten ground

even angels cry

his rain of tears will never end
and on the final days god will send
his angel's flaming tears that will come to mend
men's tortured souls that cry out
for the end

even angels cry


Sexually Abused

Little child frightened and alone, yet not really alone
Feeling confused and oh so scared, did she do wrong
Sexually abused by someone she trusted and loved
Not sure why this keeps happening, afraid to cry out loud
Feeling so much shame and guilt, must be her fault
Why else is she being sexually abused
To afraid to tell, he frightens her so
All she asked was for his love and fatherly affection
But all she gets is being sexually abused
The one who should love and care for her
The one who is suppose to protect her
Instead of being safe, she is being sexually abused
She feels so dirty, feels so insecure
Wonders if any one knows, does anyone sees
Askes god why she is being sexually abused
Wants to run, to scream, to tell but she cannot
Prays to God that this, that he will stop
Her heart breaks as once again she is sexually abused

I Asked God Why Today

I ase d God why today 
why do relatiobships end 
and people get hurt 
why people lose their houses 
and children get burnt 
why people are blessed wth unmerited favor
and others are cursed
why people are lost in sin and go to Hell
and others repent and find their Saviour well
I asked God why but still didnt get an answer 
I guess theres no cure it's like were dying of cancers

Set Free

I've done many things in life I 
cannot change 
I have caused people to go 
through pain 
The only thing I can do is start 
again
And pray to god to take my 
shame 
To have a new start and put 
things right 
Would be a gift from god when 
he shines his light 
I'm willing to change my ways 
And get the help I need 
Only then Can the Demond's 
that surround my mind 
Be totally be set free  
Most days it's hard to stay 
focused 
And remember why I'm here 
Then I hear a soft voice that 
says 
It's okay to hurt inside because 
I'm always near 
I feel a slight squeeze on my 
hand 
And see a shining light 
I turn to the left and see the 
demons 
Disappearing into the night
God turns to me and says now 
you will be right 
I truly believe in what I've been 
told 
I wake in the morning feeling 
like I've crawled out of the hole 
Embracing my new life with 
God right beside me 
I start each morning thanking 
God for setting me free

God's Million Page Book

We are who we are; maybe spiritual beings.
Our body, mind, and soul to keep us from fleeing.

It fills me with sorrow to know that this world is dying.
Children here and there with no mothers, sitting in corners crying.

It is hard to say when things have gone wrong.
Especially when things are wrong all along.

This Planet is a million page book that God reads everday.
I'm sure after each page; he speachless of what to say.

We are an experiment that God has created.
Though I'm sure we do not act as anticipated.

We will all crumble if we do not bring it together.
It's just to bad that, that will happen never.

Masterpiece

my legs swinging easily over the branch of this weeping willow tree, the place where my last 
masterpiece will be, i think of my life and how hollow its been even true love couldn't work 
its way in. Any love that was received was washed away by my sinful deeds. To paint to, to 
enjoy life, to enjoy a cool winter breeze, i find myself forever hateful of these God given 
things. I sit upon this branch pondering life and wondering why God gave me such a life, I 
love thee God so please forgive me, of these hateful thoughts of these terror filled dreams 
please allow me to walk with thee thru the pasters so green for i cant stop myself form this 
one last sinful, selfish deed. I caress the rope so fondly as what i think as my sweetest lover. 
The feel of it upon my neck tied to the tree forever will this be my greatest masterpiece.

Faith

I'm watching the rain fall
In my mind I hear you call
If only it could be real
Even with God I tried to make a deal
Let him live and be with me
But God said 'My child, don't you see? 
Its his time now to come back home
And you are left on earth alone

I cried no, please I need him here
To feel his love, I hold so dear
I cannot live my life alone
My heart will most surely turn to stone
'Have faith' God said to me
Give it time and you will see
I never give you more then you can bear
BELIEVE and your faith will get you there

He will always be with you wherever you are
Gone from your sight, but not very far
Remember I only loaned him to you
He had done everything I had asked him to do
You will be together again at some point in time
Keep thinking of him and his spirit will shine
Dry your tears and know what I say is true
He will always be there for you.

When Will God Be On My Side?

As I cry, I wonder
When will God be on my side?
Every day I get beaten down
Knocked down
And I try to stand up again.
But someone always pushes me down.
I ask God for an answer
For help
But he never gives
I see everyone else's life go so perfectly
While mine remains in shambles
I cry in agony
I so desperately want an out
I painstakingly want things to go my way for once
I pray to God
I look to God
But he is not on my side.
I am cursed
Thats the only answer I can find
To explain this torment
but I still want to know
When will God be on my side?

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