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I use to look and learn
Now I learn and look
I realize I am a version
Of an unopen book
Page by page
It keep turning
The fire in my words keep burning
I am who
Let me explain
I am more than just a name
I am the chain that breaks generational curses
The lyrics In unread verses
I am the seed and the soil
I am the water that boils
I am the cake that's been baked
I am the solution to when there is a lot on my plate
I am the tradition to a traditional setting
I am the bet to the betting
I am the sweat that keeps sweating
For determination
To win no matter how much I fall I get back up again
And again , and again
I am the boat that soaks up all the tears after all these years
I am the leg that stands
I am the worshipping hands
I am the circumstances
I am greater
I am the now and definitely the later
I am the future
To a futureless world
I am a woman no longer a little girl
I am the dream
Most could only imagine
I am a trainer the horses keep saddling
Like we battling with how to start
A new thing
Like self love ,love self
Wealth , health , finances
The Lord setting up advances
I am the water that flows so clear and calm
I am so bomb
I am so dope
I'm the realest out here folks
No jokes just facts
I am the one to have your back
Pick up the slack
Lay it back down
I am what you want around
I am to
The new version
Of a unfinished song
The lip balm
The chosen one
Not frozen one
My heart is warm
Ready to give and receive
Please let me make it clear
I am the VOICE BEHIND THE PEN my dear
I am the factor to the fear
I am here
I am still
The dose of a pill
The one to keep it real
I am the sealed note
That hasn't been open
I. Am the token of spoken word
I am more than what you see I'm heard!!!
I am that word
You'll see
I am ME!!!!
Written by: Concetta Hardnett
12/07/2021
We are living beings too.
We too have sorrows, pains, sufferings, tears,
Joy and happiness as well as the right, like yours,
To survive on earth.
We provide you with flowers, fruits, what a cool shade
And the most precious oxygen--you know well.
It is you who consume all the fruits we bear,
The weight of which makes our boughs bow down.
Nevertheless, how ungrateful you are, o men,
You go on cutting down mercilessly our kind bodies
With axes and saws, by cutting you want to wipe out
Our existence from earth. Fie! Have you ever thought that
If we do not exist on earth, you too will be uprooted
From earth like the dinosaurs?
O the killer unkind men, is our body gigantic our enemy?
Why do you get envious when our high head
Goes to touch the roof of the sky?
Can we not be tall on the God's earth as you are pigmy?
When you hurt our golden bodies with sharp axes,
We cry out in pain; listening to our cry, the wind trembles,
The song-birds lamenting fly far away, the forest animals
Getting disoriented start running here and there,
And curses from the sky start raining upon your heads.
Remember, o men, it is our destruction that will make
Your graves on earth.
Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the realist of them all? Everyone is on the check, mind my constant observers, like guards on duty, Shadows spying upon my every arrival, whispers behind every street wall, I passby, catching glimpse of dying echoes of the last letters of my name...
Before my eyes showers of smiles I see. Everywhere , in my ears soundwaves intransit, laughters cracking the sun, so wish I had eyes on my back, work of my two-faced friends and families like artistic masterpieces of curses and scheming, painted with my every back turning, I'd be wealthy if exhibited their work on my back, to the world...
Wonder who their make-up artist is, such a wonder he does to their faces, disguises they put on, sure they deserve an Oscar...
Thought masqueraders and clowns wore costumes, but no, the ones on my stage of life dresses smiles and laughters, only if God revealed their thoughts and hearts whenever they smile before my face, I'd undress their make-up, for the world to see their venom and sharpness of their hearts...
Loyalty, loyalty! What meaning to attach to you? when everyone now has their own version. The world crawls underneath my grind, serpents are the only realist. Was there an error in Gods creation? Sure you'd be obliged to ask. Earth devour me not this early, at least allow me a sitting into my foes repenting scene, then my soul shall find itself directions to peace, for reality has failed my living days...
Who shall carry my casket to my grave? At least I deserve some fairness in my burial, is that much to ask?
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January 20 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Exodus 8-10
Key Verse – Exodus 8:1 And the LORD spake unto Moses, Go unto Pharaoh, and say unto him, Thus saith the LORD, Let my people go, that they may serve me.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY SERVICE COMMANDER
Lord God, You are my service Commander,
stretching over me Your hand of authority
Thank You for bringing me to Your realm of submissive humility
I entreat that You take away my arrogance that makes me haughty…
Please forgive my selfishness and carnality.
Lord God, You are my service Commander,
stirring me with Your finger of compassion
Thank You for building me up to rise above weak devotion
I know that You are omnipotent to break my rebellious reaction…
Please forgive my stubbornness and corruption.
Lord God, You are my service Commander,
sacrificing for me by Your heart of lovingkindness
Thank You for binding me to Your gracious dealing against deceitfulness
I trust that You remain in Your caring faithfulness…
Please forgive my unbelief and doubtfulness.
Lord God, You are my service Commander,
stabilizing me through Your mind of work-fulfillment
Thank You for beholding me to grow within Your designed development
I realize that You want the best for my heavenly achievement…
Please forgive my discontentment and lack of commitment.
Lord God, You are my service Commander,
strengthening me along Your power of miraculous deed
Thank You for breaking me of my worldliness that leads toward vain greed
I understand that You must discipline me since such I need…
Please forgive my disobedience-creed and pride-breed.
Lord God, You are my service Commander,
satisfying me by Your presence of divine signs
Thank You for blessing me when I follow Your truth, bright light that shines
I beseech that You transform me along faith which virtuously refines…
Please forgive my motives and desires outside Your standard lines.
Lord God, You are my service Commander,
settling me toward Your throne of prayer responses
Thank You for blinding me against darkness of materialism’s curses
I find that You never leave me to be overtaken by evil practices…
Please forgive my clinging to and craving for worthless influences.
January 20, 2023
April 4 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on 1Samuel 28-31
Key Verse – 1Samuel 30:6 And David was greatly distressed; for the people spake of stoning him, because the soul of all the people was grieved, every man for his sons and for his daughters: but David encouraged himself in the Lord his God.
HEART THAT ABIDES IN THE ENCOURAGEMENT OF THE LORD
Our heart abides in the encouragement of the Lord with His assistance
Along His pardon, marked by redemption’s inheritance
Surely handling us well despite our pride’s resistance
And self-exalted feeling of esteemed importance.
Our heart abides in the encouragement of the Lord with His aid
Along His mercies that never fade
Surely upholding us despite our sinfulness, foolishly-made
And annoying guilt of restlessness’ raid.
Our heart abides in the encouragement of the Lord with His commitment
Along His grace-fulfillment
Surely seeking us despite our worried sentiment
And frustrated spirit of agonizing predicament.
Our heart abides in the encouragement of the Lord with His compassion
Along His wise supervision
Surely securing us despite our confusion
And wavering faith due to doubts’ oppression.
Our heart abides in the encouragement of the Lord with His access
Along His chastisement of care’s success
Surely reaching out to us despite our stubbornness-caused curses
And obvious disobedience of rebelliousness’ traces.
Our heart abides in the encouragement of the Lord with His anchor
Along His fellowship’s succor
Surely propping us up despite our bitterness-rancor
And destructive envy of jealousy’s decor.
Our heart abides in the encouragement of the Lord with His leadership
Along His offered ministry-partnership
Surely helping us despite our lack of devotion in our relationship
And faltering enthusiasm for stewardship as well as discipleship.
April 4, 2026
WE HEARD THE STORY AND READ THE OFFICAIL DOCUMENTS. YOU WON'T BELEIVE WHAT WE FOUND.
BY NOW YOU KNOW THE STORY OF KANTEEMANS TALE. A MAN SEES AN IMAGE IN THE STREAM AND CURSES IT, NOT WHATING TO SPEAK OF IT AS HE THOUGHT THIS OWN PEOPLE WOULD THINK HE WAS ILL. THE IMAGE PROMISED HIM A WIFE. HE FOUND HIS WIIFE. BUT THE FELLOW REFUSE TO OBEY THE IMAGE AND THOSE IN THE VILLAGE FEARED WHAT THIS GOD COULD DO, SO THEY DID AS THE GOD COMMANDED.
THE WOMAN MADE A DEAL AGAINST THE KNOWINGS OF THE MEN. THE SETTLERS AGRRED TO THE DEALING AND WHY. DID THE WOMAN OF THE SETTLEMENT KNOW OF THE SETTLERS DEALING WITH THE NATIVE WOMAN. AND WHAT WAS THE IMAGE IN THE STREAM AND WHY DID THE IMAGE APPEAR.
IF WE TOLD YOU THAT SOMEONE GOT INTO A TIME MACHINE AND WATCH THESE PEOPLE AND USED THEIR OWN WORDS TO CREATE THEIR GREATEST FEAR, USING MODERN METHODS TO CAUSE FEAR WOUD YOU BEILVE US. THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED. WE'VE FOUND OUT THAT THIS IS A COMMON PRACTICE. TO CAUSE THINGS TO HAPPEN IN THE PAST. BUT WE KNOW THIS HAPPENS BUT WHY DO THESE FUTRISTIC PEOPLE NOT HAVE REGULATION THAT RESTRICT SUCH OCURRENANCES.
WE ALSO FOUND OUT THAT THE WOMEN WHO NEGOCATED THIS PARTICULAR DEALING WITH THE SETTLERES DID SO AT AN ENORMOUS STAKE. THEY BECAME PREGANT. THIS CAUSED THE TRIBES TO DIVIDE, WAS THIS THE GOAL OF THE TIME TRAVELERS. TUNE IN WE HAVE FOUND THRU OWN OWN USGAE OF TIME TRAVELING, AWAY TO FIND OUT WHAT REALLY WENT ON.
The silver orb ascends behind the hill,
It casts its glow on woods where trees are still,
Dispels the dreary darkness of the night,
Bathes the sleeping world in soft liquid light.
It stretches shadows in the quiet lanes,
Sketches its shining sparks upon the plains;
Its spotless sheens simmer upon the lake
Where ripples stir for one small creature’s sake.
The stars retreat behind a velvet veil
As gentle winds begin their steady tale
And whisper on leaves silvered by the stare
Of one who watches from the upper air.
The backyard garden hums a silent song
Where weary hearts have waited for so long
To feel the coolness on the thirsty grass
And watch the golden moments slowly pass.
The moon now mounts the rooftops and the spires,
Extinguishing the heat of daytime fires
To leave a world of cool and steady grace,
Reflected in the mirror of its face.
As I glance outside through the window panes
A glow of joy lights the seams of my brain;
Beyond the window pane where my soul lies
The orb reflects the wisdom of the skies.
I yearn to stroll along the garden lanes
In the full moon light, to dispel my strains,
But the eager urge to carve some verses
Holds me at my desk, as with some curses.
Wearied, with the eyes red, I fall asleep,
Dreaming of the full moon in the sky deep,
A steady beacon in the vast unknown
That calls its admirer to gaze alone.
When morning dawns to sweep the gloom away
And pull the curtain on the coming day,
The moon gently fades in the hazy blue,
A secret promise that remains so true.
Today will be a good day.
I won't complain and moan,
About all that I do not have,
Count curses all alone.
Instead I'll count my blessings,
Thank Him for what is mine;
Appreciate what He has done,
To make my life sublime;
For others do not have the things,
That I just take for granted;
Good food, good clothes a place to live,
It's really as I planned it.
Though everything is not the way,
I'd have it, truth to tell,
He's satisfied my every need,
Most wants supplied as well.
I have all that I really need.
I really can't complain.
Though some have more, it's still just fine,
For we aren't all the same.
We each are blessed according to,
What's best for you and me.
It's personal and custom made,
For personalities.
Today I will appreciate,
All He has done for me.
For home, and health and happiness,
For my security.
You wrinkle up your nose,
At your neighbor's dirty doorstep,
Peering through the grimy streaks,
Upon his window pane.
Making fun, reminding him,
Lest anyone forget,
The shameless way he's led his life,
His only claim to fame.
You point out each and every fault,
Each source of strife, contention.
No one that you know is safe.
You preach and you adjure.
'Cause saving their immortal souls,
Is your main intention.
You want to help them mend their ways,
To turn from things impure.
You don't mean to cause upset,
Don't mean to cause contention,
When you point out their short comings,
With helpful criticism.
You're only trying to help them,
Because you're a good Christian;
But they only feel your curses,
and your spiteful cynicism
confussion and frustration
made the task a chore
it favored longety which
at first evaluation
of the work had been ignored
in referance to the group
we were straong and committed
but in labor
we were divided
and uncommitted.
I felt cheap and used
like a man who wished
more attention from his
lover.
I must sort the collected
bunch
to then label and
make inventory
according to fiber strenght
and stone value
monodisperse silca
and kenaf ramie
Corundum Degelman i
curses these stones
a plie high to the ceiling.
Gneiss Schulte I curse
these men that labor
me in such reeling
Titanium Zirconium
that I must crush the valueless stones
and sort those of vsalue
must i chore
that they are evasive and lazy
that I must labor alone