Long Faithme Poems

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My Addiction

Im addicted 2 me Im addicted 2 self
Im addicted 2 flesh I checked myself
into rehab becuz I tend to relapse Ima nervous wreck Ima 
mess yeah Im forgiven by repentance but still I get 
tempted I fall short so I deserve conviction, but Im missin 
da big picture
tryin 2 keep my eyes on da mission
his 7 step program is what I need 2 hold on 2 I need to 
behold u
Im so wrong its da same ol song 
my back feels like its forever on da wall, but then I find da 
strength to 
put on da whole armor & give all things to da king dats 
risen I gotta bear my cross count da cost I was once lost
dis addiction almost overtaken me now Ima livin 
testament for others in the same situation all because our 
father which art in Heaven never forsaken me
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He Is the One

He helped me to face my fears
As my eyes began to tear.
I was the lamb who lost my way
He took my hands and showed me how to pray.

He helped me to find my family and friends
I was helped once again.
Thru him - I was able to save my soul
And once again I was whole.

He came to me in my hour of despair
And showed me that he truly cared.
He is the one - that can stop a tsunami tide
And the one who gave sight to the blind.

He is the one - who greets you on baptism day
And washes all your sins away.
As a catholic he is there for your communion,
Confirmation, and your wedding day
He’s the one that gives the bride away.

It does not matter in what religion we believe
For god is but one, who has planted the seed
He gives us faith when we’re down and out
And shows us what love is about.

He is the one who has my heart
and allows Me to wake up every morning
with a brand new start.

    HE IS THE ONE -  can’t you see?
“In him you must believe.”
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Form: Rhyme

Page Nine

My identity is clear even the world 
recognizes who I am what I stand for, 
catch me @ the brook where the
spirit of God constantly pours on 
the thirsty, sin conceives death 
and lately I been murdering me 
yeah it hurts but Im more than a conqueror unto him 
who is able 
to do exceedingly & abundantly 
I can't run from he, so I guess I'm 
feeling like Jonah and my homeboys 
are Nineveh turn from your wicked ways man up, own up, 
stand up
for the Christ even the darkness 
is paralyzed when daybreak hits 
I emerged when the smoked cleared 
so its clear the Christ was in the midst
of the storm when it brewed, he could've chose someone 
else more
worthy to do his bidding but praise
The Lord Of My Strength & Salvation
he didn't make that decision -J.U.D.A.H.
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Light Shines In Darkness

Green and blue in the air,
Emptiness fills a longing soul
Abuse brings the colors of despair,
Painting in my heart the touch of no control.
Then looking into the depth in my eyes,
I see a life craving to stand strong.
And the song in the air makes me cry,
I'm falling slowly from right to wrong.
Eating the bitter fruit of low devotion,
And left in the hands of cruel temptation.
All wrong seems right,
To my wandering mind.
Even when i face the fight
Understanding becomes hard to find
Somewhere i stand between the line
Waiting for my Lord to make me fine
To you O Lord I lift up my soul
Answer me Lord for only you can make me whole
The trouble i am in i know you see it
Reach out to me.
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My Confession Before a Calf

I am a sinner you know
I was a devil in my past
I am confessing my guilty before you
to get a small relax from the present fears
They are chasing even in my dreams
to rescue my mind, I am confessing here
Black and dark days coming ahead to me
Light is not there and only dark dominates in my roads
My Calf! My dear most
Take me to the world of peace and
Get me His rescuing grace
Though I am a sinner and corrupted soul
Love is there to Him and fear is there on His words
Call Him to save me from this dark
Ask Him to relieve from this Hell
I doubt, will He come to call and
Will he hear my cries with grace?
As a sinner and cruel 
I ‘ve lost a chance to call Him to confess

As a beloved noble soul
He will come to your call and
He will hear your words as a Lord
Call Him My calf to accept my confession


Praying Hands

I had a dream with my lord CHRIST
He touched my head , not once but twice.
I felt my body jump up in bed
I saw the nail holes in his hands that bled.

I felt the power of his healing hands
He showed it to me so I could understand.
With faith in our hearts he will heal
And his hands you will feel.

I awoke that morning with the spirit inside
Those praying hands I had to find.
I found a figurine of his hands
And put it upon my night stand.

In my prayers that I say day and night
I squeeze those hands with all my might.
Now when I feel life s pressures are getting me down
I touch those hands that I had found.

And when I feel an ailment or two
Then I know what I must do.
I touch those hands and say a prayer
This is the bond that we share.

There is no other feeling like the love of GOD
When you have him in your heart.
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Page Twenty Seven

Try as I might there's no satisfying this flesh I'm in, not 
the lusts of it of this indwelling sin but I'm in...the zone 
when I turn up the volume my cup runeth over with joy 
I'm more than a conqueror I still got power to...move 
mountains out here I'm on my kirk franklin I dap it up 
when I see it I know you see me hello fear I'm 
so...unimpressed with the women in my side view and 
the ones thats in front me I just say to myself thats old 
news there's...gotta be a better way to impress me 
besides your curves, what's between your legs and 
enticing words I'm so over it, nothing in this flesh satisfys 
my quenching hunger for more so that explains why I'm 
so double minded about what I want but it describes who 
I am just an old glass door I'm open...better yet you can 
call me naked I wear my emotions in the open for anyone 
to take it I base it...off nothing but high standards we as 
people are so temporal but all we want is something 
that's above average
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The Talking Clouds

The clouds in the sky like layers
of snow on a mountain top.
These ripples of white creating
To the eyes such a beautiful delight.

Then the dark clouds followed like
A storm in brew.
My heart was feeling the same
Not knowing what to do.

Is this the storm after the calm?
Will it do me any harm?
There is truth in what they say
That you must live life day by day.

So I’ll accept the dark clouds that come my way
Because I know they will not stay.
There is a silver lining that some times
I do not see.
Because it’s hidden well away from me.

The clouds do talk and tell us so much
We just have to look and listen
And feel the softness of its touch.

A little breeze and the clouds start to darken
We then know that the rain is on its way
And in the open we can not stay.

And when we see the clouds oh so white
We know that the sun will be hot and bright.
And when there are no clouds left to see
That’s when the darkness has fallen on me.
I hope the darkness doesn’t cover my heart
For if it does then we must part.
My heart has been lonely enough
It now needs a gentle touch.
So my clouds please speak to me
Tell me exactly what you see
Do you see my heart like the
Snowy white mountain top
Or like the dark clouds  from 
A brewing storm.
Tell me where does it belong.
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Form: Rhyme

The Rainbow

Whe I see a rainbow
 red, orange, yellow, green and blue
reminds me Lord of the beauty of you
I think of a  pot of gold
which are your words which were for told 
I think of golden coins and how you treasure each and every one
you count us  very closley and never miss out anyone
every time a rainbow has rose
reminds me that we are  the ones that you have chose
your Love comes in great lengths it's impossible to measure
we are your little golden coins that you sincerley treasure
so when I see a rainbow
red, orange, yellow, green and blue
reminds me of just how much we mean to you.

no mere man has ever sen, heard or even imagined what wonderful things God has ready 
for those who Love the Lord, 1 corinthians 2 verse 9.

listen to the Lord who created you, the one who formed you says, Do not be afraid for I have 
ransomed you, I have called you by your name, you are mine, you are precious to me, you 
are honored and I love you. Isaiah 43 1- 4
Form: Rhyme

An Almost Endless Night

Something stirring, twisting, darkening in my mind
I wake to see myself through the faded windows of time

Still in this place of cold metal and stone
For too long now it seems that’s all I have ever known

So now I lie down and wait for tomorrow’s next big fight
Knowing in my heart an end to an Almost Endless Night

Crowded, Shrouded faces everywhere
Eyes growing cold from nothing left to share

Shackled down by the weight of their own enormity
Without Grace from the one their souls twist to deformity

But to those that believe a new dawn springs light
And an endowment of strength to challenge this Almost Endless Night

For a life unbecoming a man such as me.
A family awaits him patiently to see what he will be.

No longer wishing the road that desire brought him down.
Wants of the flesh give way to Gods, a harder road is found

A multitude of apologies never uttered to this plight
And never again shall I go down into this almost endless night

Exiting, vexing my mind screams freedom
In my minds eye I see the banner of Gods kingdom

Knowing that now all the prophesies ring true
Of freeing all the captives, the door I go through

Will take me now from this lands painful blight
And enter me now into the Sun of his never ending light.
Form: Couplet

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