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I pattern my rhymes to relate to the divine plans of the maker/
Marvel at how my nouns and verbs seem to dance on the paper/
Advanced orators don’t hesitate to drop the prepositions/
And don’t use words unless you know the proper definitions/
Create metaphors and similes to enhance the verbal imagery/
Discard any absurd words that disturb the symmetry/
The energy used in your verses should be used in your chorus/
And don’t be ashamed to use a dictionary or view a thesaurus/
The law is never to bite a rhyme cause you’ll face relentless hell/
Always practice your elocution when the opportunity presents itself/
And defend yourself whenever you’re faced with instigation/
Constantly write what you see. Don’t waste the inspiration/
Some misuse their muse and write pieces that barely move/
Find topics in your daily news or try views that’s rarely used/
Don’t choose to follow pop kids in their quest for tall pockets/
Their life is all profits as they digress to false prophets/
Claim to be discerning entities without learning empathy/
Requiem for fallen emcees as their bodies burn in effigy/
My recipe for writing lyrics of all classic varieties/
Mix in skill and honesty and add small dashes of irony/
Don’t lie to me about packing heat for handling stress/
Damsels in undress and how your style’s damaging reps/
Can I suggest you keep it real and spit I can feel/
Ink scripts with writing skill and flow sick with mic appeal/
Don’t get discouraged for fear that all your peeps will hate it/
This is the primary obstacle on the road to being creative/
And be original, whether you’re a warrior or a pacifist/
Find your own niche in the realm of emceeing and master it/
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There’s 7 billion stories in this world all ya gotta do is tell em….
God is our Comforter, securing our redemption
Indeed upholding us while transforming us toward new creation
Constantly guarding our souls by His protection so mighty
So we can comfort the hopeless while sharing salvation security.
God is our Comforter, filling us with His mercy
Indeed answering us in our prayer-fervency
Constantly calming our hearts by His peace-seal
So we can comfort the struggling ones toward trust’s zeal.
God is our Comforter, pouring to us His grace
Indeed strengthening us through His straightening brace
Constantly arming our faith by His truth against lies’ shout
So we can comfort the afflicted with His promises of no doubt.
God is our Comforter, serving as our light
Indeed guiding us to do what is right
Constantly meeting our needs by His provision
So we can comfort the needy, showing true compassion.
God is our Comforter, rebuking our idleness
Indeed leading us toward usefulness
Constantly rebuking our selfishness that is vain
So we can comfort the discouraged, not for vested interest’s gain.
God is our Comforter, honouring our commitment
Indeed enabling us for ministerial church involvement
Constantly empowering our grateful and jubilant worship
So we can comfort the weary that they continue in their stewardship.
God is our Comforter*, bringing to us revival
Indeed ushering us to His altar for spiritual upheaval
Constantly inspiring our devotion with His love victoriously
So we can comfort the brethren through our obedience earnestly.
*John 14:26 But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you.
March 7, 2021
I rip the cloth off
Rip the clothes
I am stripped
Down to who knows
Who knows me
Without digging deep
Who hears my voice
When I speak
Do I whisper
Do I soar
Do I come for more
I am tired
Feeling uninspired
I try to do
Everything required
Then I stop
And I listen
To my inner intuition
It says
Chetta make it better
You are so clever
Keep your head up
Get yourself together
You are worth it
Get the courage
Do your thing
Don't get discouraged
Don't cry
You are what lies
Lies in between greatness
Your gifted is an understatement
Replacing you ain't no replacement
I see your inner
You are a winner
Just the beginning
Get ready for you are winning
Then I hear this other voice
Says
You will do what you are here to do
I will see out your vision
Help you through difficult decisions
Revisions , revise
I see the look in your eyes
The passion. , the interaction
The editing the drafting
I'm like a boat I'm rafting
Like a drawing I'm crafting
Like a Picasso
I'm not false tho
I can give it to you
It's going cost tho
Not money
But time
I am an unfinished rhyme
One of a kind
Yes
I'm human in the flesh
Still perfecting
Not neglecting myself
Helping myself
To climb ladders
And trying to lay out the platter
Trying to chatter
Chit chat
Trying to run it back
I did
Rewind, fast forward
Jump aboard
Rip it
The clothing
Strip it back down
I am going to be phenomenal this go round
And with my greatness I will not bother
I was created by the greatest creator my father
Written by:Concetta Hardnett
04/28/2022
I went to Uganda
a number of years ago,
to the Gulu District,
way up north.
Near where Joseph Kony
and the LRA had been.
We set up a clinic
in a school
that had been built
on one of the killing fields.
We brought in all our food,
slept in tents,
and cooked over propane.
The sunrises and sunsets were amazing.
We took pictures every morning and every night.
The Ugandans laughed,
“Don’t you have the sun where you come from?”
The field where our tents were pitched caught on fire.
A line burned steadily towards our stuff.
We rushed to move things out of the way.
The Ugandans laughed,
“It will rain this afternoon and put things out.
If not, we will put it out.”
That night the rain came.
The Nile diverted beneath my sleeping bag.
Some of us were a little discouraged.
The Ugandans laughed,
“The sun over here dries our clothes.
Doesn’t it do that where you live?”
They asked us to bring stocking caps.
We thought that was strange, but the women
in our church knitted dozens and dozens of them.
I sent back a picture, "Look! They like them!"
Later I found out they wore them because
malaria gives you hard chills even when it is
90 degrees outside.
We brought Bibles and taught their pastors.
They brought drums and taught us how
dance with abandon during worship.
I think what I learned from the Ugandans
was better than what they learned about me.
When the road looks bleak
Shadows masking all that I seek
There comes a promise, a word
Grace from the maker who preferred
To give His inspiration and hope
So that the discouraged could cope
When the darkness is all around
Heart and soul is so cast down
There is the light of a Savior’s love
Raining down joy from heaven above
Enlightening the spirit with elation
Because He came to bring us salvation
When the worries bring such despair
Dread and fear that seems to ensnare
There is One who came down to earth
Showing us the way to the new birth
So that our souls would be saved
In His book, our names engraved
When the world seems so sad and lonely
And you feel like you might be the only
One who knows that this world of sin
Can’t take away the love that lives within
Where He is alive, the Holy Spirit, the One
Who assures that His love won’t be outdone
When the heart is broken and tears come
Though in pain, you can always escape from
The sorrow by allowing your heart to follow
The One who cares for even the swallow
The One who brings peace to the fearful
Reassurance, love – so the heart is cheerful
When the light fades from your eyes
You can be sure His love always satisfies
With Him, there is absolutely no doubt
His kindness and mercy make a way out
From the anxiety and dismay, the dread
Bringing wonders so marvelous instead!
I wanted him to be a scientist.
He did not want that; he was willful and stubborn.
So, I let my dream go, but I was angry.
She wanted to become a doctor.
I discouraged this because of all the schooling involved.
She became a doctor in spite of my objections.
My third child was not willful or strong-minded.
She asked me what she should be.
I made many suggestions.
She said no to all of them.
I finally asked her what she wanted to be.
She wanted to be a U-tuber, and an influencer.
She has been working on this for six years now.
She lives at home in our basement.
She makes about twenty-five dollars a week.
She is happy, but she can never support herself.
We may have made a mistake with this one.
But at least we have someone to feed our dog when we are on vacation.
He was the weird one, the odd one, the one the family laughed about.
He heard them laughing, and it hurt when he was a boy.
By the time he was a teenager, it hurt less, but it still hurt.
He moved away and developed a new family – a family of friends.
They encouraged him and uplifted him and inspired him.
He was popular with them because they liked him.
He fell in love and got married, and they raised three sons.
The sons were goofy and funny and hilarious like their dad.
They wanted to know his family, but he discouraged them.
His family had changed; they had gotten worldlier.
They wanted to know his sons too.
So, he finally took them there.
He thought his parents and siblings would make fun of him.
Instead they shared funny stories, and laughed with him, not at him.
He was astounded! They had liked him all along.
He was the one who misconstrued their affection as bullying.
He was no black sheep at all, he was a blue sheep.
Sad that he had let so much time expire before he came home.
I'VE GOT THE GOOD NEWS JESUS LOVES YOU
Unn hun
I've got something, somethin to tell you
I've got something, I've got something to say
When you are down, and discouraged
And you don't know what to do, just pray
You just talk to the Lord God He'll show you the way
Have I got something to tell you
I've got the news
I've got the news
I've got the good news
I've got the news
I've got the news
I've got the good news
I've got the news, I've got the good news
Jesus loves you
Unn hun
When mankind ignores you, turns around and judges you
Looks in your face calls you a disgrace, and you out of place
Still you are down, and discouraged
And you don't know what to do, just pray
You just talk to the Lord God He'll show you the way
I've got something to tell you
No matter what thing your going through
It's gonna be all right cause Jesus got you
I've got the news
I've got the news
I've got the good news
I've got the news
I've got the news
I've got the good news
I've got the news, I've got the good news
Jesus loves you
Everything gonna be alright
I've got the news
I've got the news
I've got the good news
I've got the news, I've got the good news
Jesus loves you
5/3/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © 2018
From anthology “Sound Track For My Life” 2018©
There is no doubt in my mind
in going to faith healers to heal
what ails me and be better faster.
Is it my faith or the faith healers?
Or both, that is the question?
However, there is no question in my mind
in giving them credence for I have a strong
belief in them, trust and confidence in their
healing, in their certitude and conviction to heal.
You go to the doctor and will be asked
“What’s wrong?”… Isn’t it for him/her to find out?
You’ll be put through testing to know what is wrong
or medications that have side effects
or therapies that take too long to ease the pain.
Yes, I go to the doctor; but I also go to faith healers.
With faith healers, they see through you
and feel, sense, perceive what is wrong with you.
You see images of their faith, candles, oil
and you feel this underlying feeling or aura.
I had a knee surgery with an orthopedic surgeon
and could not walk without a limp after the surgery.
Discouraged, I went to a faith healer and with her
massages using ginger and sesame oil,
I was able to walk without a limp.
I had my second bout of depression
and could not shake it off for months
and months of therapy and prayers.
Was a mess – desperate and hopeless.
I went to another faith healer, who told me
when she lifted my head that it was too heavy.
She moved her hands on my head with her faith,
her belief to heal and restore me – her healing
touch facilitated mental and emotional healing.
Then she told me my head weighed like
a gigantic rock with so much air inside
and she was able to let all the air out
or all the darkness that invaded my mind.
Believe in faith healers healing or not.
Many do not for they don’t believe
and some do for they believe.
The faith healers have gifts in healing.
They are believers to minister various kinds
of healing with their faith and spirituality.
They have the commitment, the confidence,
the conviction to restore physical, mental,
emotional and spiritual health through
their sensing and healing touch and faith.
12/1/20 Faith Healer Poetry Kai Michael Neumann
We tend to dwell on what we are not,
And fail to notice that which we've got.
You've talents and skills that you haven't tried,
Abilities that others have tried to belie;
Skills and strengths, imagination,
Creativeness, determination,
So many reasons to believe,
That we can actually achieve,
The things of which we've always dreamed,
Those things are closer than they seem.
In fact it's practically guaranteed,
You have it in you to succeed.
Preparation is the key.
Don't try to grasp all that you see.
One goal at a time, don't be in a hurry,
And you can avoid un-needed worry.
It's a lot of hard work and you'll feel like a drone;
But you just keep on keepin' on.