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You Did It Unto Them,
Ye Did It Unto Me
Miracle Man
3/10/2023
I’m besieged by panhandlers on the street,
With extended hands and with signs they greet.
I seldom fall for stories they’re dishing,
But asking is more gainful than wishing.
Many have chosen the wrong path in life,
looked upon by some as being lowlife.
But some can’t fit society’s framework,
and need help finding continuous work.
Matthew 25:40 King James Version
40 And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
STILL I RISE
Still I rise, shaming the daunting eyes.
Still I rise, despite the convincing lies.
Still I rise, though with me, they cut ties
Still I rise, inasmuch as I let out sighs,
Still I rise, if you like ignore my cries,
Shoot me with your words; still I rise,
Smooth with the arrow of your eyes, still I rise,
Ostracize me from societal minds,
I'll drop low, but ends up with the prize.
Even though you cast me like a dice,
Scattered on the street of experience,
Still I rise, and rise, and rise.
Just like the watered garri, Still I rise,
E go swell, just like dem tell, still I go rise;
Like the waters in evaporation, I rise
Tho you jettison my words of affirmation,
Though witnessed my little evaporation,
Mock and ignore my cloud formation,
Flabbergasted by my precipitation,
Observe keenly or monitor my location
And then again, witnessed my evaporation,
Still, I rise, until I complete my life's mission.
VICK MANUEL POETRY
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FORM: Rhymes
Copyright ©? 2023.
Miracle Man Thoughts
For 7/7/2004
As bees during swarm time,
they flock to our borders.
With palms opened wide,
most are resource hoarders.
Beyond our borders lie,
the milk & honey they seek.
Children with scared faces,
and tongues we can’t speak.
But many who are coming,
will have shadowy intentions.
Some loot, rape, and murder,
then resort to legal subventions.
While proclaiming they only seek,
a chance at making life full.
Too many still see the answer,
as to load, point, and pull.
Matthew 25:40 KJV:
And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
A Dusty Trail Called Hate
Miracle Man
4/13/2024
Hate is a dusty trail,
where seldom raindrops fall.
What causes man’s hate to exist,
oft times he can’t recall.
Does hate exist for someone’s look,
or shading of their skin.
Perhaps an unforgotten activity,
birthed way back when.
God didn’t intend for all to show,
a sameness in every way.
So man should show His love,
to those contrary to him each day.
When man can hate a sin,
but show love for the sinner.
God sees value and transforms,
him into being a winner.
Matthew 25:40 KJV
*40. And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
What Separates Us
Miracle Man
3/21/2023
Life is a congested walkway
where each inhabits their God given space.
The barrier that separates us is great.
Sometimes its opinions, religion, or means,
But many times its something as simple as
the way one looks, speaks, or skin tone.
We say/do things that cut like shards of glass,
and later feel remorseful
for having brought pain to another.
Matthew 25:40
“And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.”
DETRACTORS AND LIBELERS :
Living in the world with detractors,
Moving egregiously with libelers.
They always try killing our dreams,
Because their lives never gleams.
When we put on the coat of vigor,
They see us to be a generational threat.
And they tag us with an evil ribbon,
By wishing us nothing but death.
Anytime we plan,we successfully win,
And our hearts pours out a lasting grin,
Inasmuch as God's love for us is deep.
But they always grow sad and weep,
Since their aims are never achieved.
They aim at getting us badly digraced,
Only because we look extremely great.
So based on their vicious aberrations,
They undertake daily cladestine operations,
Just to destroy our blessed lives,
At any given time...both day and night.
So we really got to tread cautiously,
By acting prayerfully and discreetly,
Until we leave this world of detractors,
Made up of so many libelers,
Who can never take away our powers.
For we are blessed and heavenly covered.
Just Do It
Miracle Man
4-30-2022
I oft hear it said “somebody should do something”,
while considering it the responsibility of big brother.
So we assume the passive position of doing nothing,
many won’t get involved, but self appoint another.
While we can’t be all things to the needy in mass,
yet in significant ways we could extend a hand.
Instead, we procrastinate, trusting the need to pass,
and results seldom are, as our mind's had planned.
Matthew 25:45
“Then shall he answer them, saying, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye did it not to one of the least of these, ye did it not to me.”
My Voice
Written: by Miracle Man
10-3-2019
God gave each person,
a gift of voice.
Also how we use it,
HE gave us a choice.
We can use our voices,
to spread HIS word.
To those who are lost,
and perhaps haven’t heard.
Or we can say things,
that begat an eye roll.
Showing little regard,
for some wandering lost soul.
Our voice and actions,
are what the lost will see.
Jesus said, If ye did it unto them,
ye did it unto me.
Matthew 25:40
“And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.”
King James Version (KJV)
(With apologies to William Shakespeare)
Shall I compare thee to a box of frogs
for inasmuch you seem to be as mad,
you've really let your looks go to the dogs
your face would look quite good worn by your Dad.
Your armpit hair blossoms forth like a hedge,
a thicket bursting out atop your vest,
from deep within each summer, sparrows fledge,
your muffin tops a fine home for their nests.
At parties you can lighten up a room
if only from the window you would shift,
you stand, hitch hiking as the traffic zooms
hoping someone will give your chins a lift.
For beauty is skin deep I have no doubt,
in which case I'm afraid you're inside out.
(Love poem #2 to follow)
Each New Year, you make a resolution,
Nothing life-changing, just minor changes.
January means a brand new start for
Optimists who wish themselves a better
Year ahead: vowing to improve their lot.
Little changes are often accomplished:
Inasmuch as they least affect your life.
For instance, eating meals at the table
Every night: not in front of the TV.
More often than not, you'll fail to honor,
Or maintain those hasty New Year's pledges.
Resolutions won't change reality:
Even if hope promises that they will.
Each New Year, we pretend to undergo
Various metamorphoses that we
Equate to achieving our New Year's goals:
Resolute in our desire to succeed.
Yesterday sets, as tomorrow rises.
Don't fret over your annoying habits:
After all, no one's perfect, and in time,
You'll learn to enjoy life more, come what may.