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They say God will save us....
And those who sin,
will go to hell.
The hell is the life you made for yourself...
So is the Heaven...
To die is to be dead
and be born again...
You choose your life...
You walk your road,
you fight your battles
and you carry on...
You bear a cross, you wear a crown...
We all suffer a time or two,
but it is up to us to stand strong
or fall down...
We dig our own pits...
And our carelessness results,
in us falling in one of them...
We have flaws,
nobody is perfect...
You can't look in the mirror
and say "I'm Perfect
I have no flaws..."
You're not...
and I bet you got a skeleton
or two in your closet...
So what if I did the the things
I've done...
I did what I had to do...
Because I felt it was up to me,
to past a test...
And I've done more than anybody
could imagine...
But I've also had just cause,
to do somethings I've done...
I blame nobody but me...
For I had choices...
But for Love, I blame Love...
Because for my test in love,
I chose to win, anothers' Heart...
But my test turned around...
But I'm like that...
I love, I'll do anything for someone,
I love...
I want a good life
and the one I love to have
a good life...
And I'll do anything,
to make it right...
Right and perfect...
No-body is perfect,
like I said before...
But I want my love to be
Perfect...
I will kill, steal, rob,
do anything to make it right...
And if anybody gets in my way,
will die...
I am very protective,
over my love of my life and child...
There will be no interference..
I believe in faithfulness,
honesty, and truth...
I hate cheaters, fakes, and liars...
But i always forgive...
But there must be an Apology,
and it must never happen again...
If so, punishment will be,
Penalty maybe announced as
Death...
I believe, if you kill those,
whom done you wrong,
the problem will be gone...
Because those who damn you,
and never accept you
will forever give you hell...
So they must die...
I don't like being haunted,
I don't like being an object...
The world is condemned...
Everybody, Poisoned...
Even me...
But sill I have a HEART...
But I can not trust myself,
for I am a little evil...
Yet I live in my beliefs...
So I am true to my word...
Friend or Foe,
you decide how to approach me...
Either way,
I'll always greet you
with a SMILE...
written in CCJ 08-10-2000
in the animal kingdom of insect society
each member has a purpose in the heirarchy
from the very beginning until the last stage of their existence
each one has a specific task that they perform with persistence
but us human beings we have to discern
what from our ancestors we most need to learn
utmost is that we just need to get life right
especially when we are standing in view of God's sight
but don't worry about how you will accomplish this deed
as God will provide all the tools that you will need
and even if you have not started out in life with an abundancy
God will help you to fulfill your chosen destiny
and as long as you tap into your God-given purpose for being
the Lord will help you pick up your towel of service to go achieving
fighting temptation with a purpose in mind
in doing the right thing most often you will find
that if you ever veer away from God's master plan
you will wind up with a disaster on your hands
and whenever you succumb to the pressures of society
you'll find yourself in the midst of a crisis of identity
and if ever you allow the adversary to get a toehold on you
he'll wear you down and a spiritual wringer he'll put you through
you might not have all the resources in life that you desire
just tap into your purpose for being and let God give you all you'll require
just like Josiah whose father was not the best of men
the type of life he led was hard to swallow and comprehend
instead Josiah looked ahead towards his God-given destiny
not left nor right but at God's unfailing certainty
moving with a purpose and God's assurety
moving with the grace of God and His authority
fighting temptation with a purpose in life
fighting against temptation in your walk with Jesus Christ
don't let the world label you and put you in a mold
you're a child of the Living God with a purpose to unfold
God gave you a gift, a special talent for a reason
and He wants you to utilize it in and out of season
find your purpose for being and with it move towards your destiny
fighting with temptation to become all that you can be
Confessions of a Swirly Straw
The Swirly Straw said to the Clear Cola
“I don’t mean to pry
but I’m tired of getting double teamed
Like some harlot in a trashy movie
If I wanted so many ménage a trios’
I would have wished to be a **** star
Or possibly a prostitute
And even if I were born Jenna Jameson, Francesca Le, or Kobe Tai
I would have chosen a different occupation
Yes, it’s true I was Cleopatra in a past life
And perhaps I was the infamous Jezebel also
And perhaps I enjoy the physical act of sex
A little too much
But there is something very unsettling
about my top being tongued and sucked on
while a river of sticky sweet liquid
Is shot up my bottom
twisting and turning
through my body like a shivering ******
And besides your effervescing bubbles
are tickling me in all the wrong spots
So the next time
this anonymous person puts his lips to me
make yourself scarce and get out of my way
or mark my words
you’ll pay
energy has a funny way
of coming back to you
and reimbursing the guilty
for all the things they do.”
Confessions of Clear Cola
The Clear Cola said to the Swirly Straw
“My love I know you don’t recognize me
We sometimes don’t identify everything we see
But we keep on meeting again and again
Why just last year, I was the ink and you the pen
I flow through your veins like a fish in the sea
Do you remember my love? It is I Antony
In each life we meet, and I swim inside you
Sometimes I am blood, once I was the drink Yoo-hoo
And another thing
I’m pretty sure of is
That anonymous person putting his lips to you
is Caesar from Rome
In most lifetimes he comes to devour me
Like a rabid dog with his mouth filled with foam
He is my nemesis,
My demise,
The reason I die
But one of these lives
He is going to get, an Eye for an Eye
I’ve waited thousands of years,
And if I have to,
I’ll wait more
For just one chance
To settle the score
Et tu Caesar?
Well I can’t rightly say
But I promise you Caesar
You’ll rue the day.”
By: Joseph DeMarco
that which is our greatest blessing can sometimes be blocked by our past
that which is in store for us can be hindered in a flash
we get so caught up in space and time and our memory is sometimes diminished
major shifts are always occurring in life and is doesn't seem to be finished
horrendous hurricanes, fatal floods and tremendous tsunamis in the blink of an eye
erratic earthquakes, wicked wild fires, the polar caps melting and we don't seem to realize
that Mother Nature is trying to counterbalance what mankind has put into place
and in the near future there will no longer be a distinction when it comes to race
things are happening in this life time never before envisioned nor seen
an African-American President in office but what does it all mean?
as that was then and this is now
we need to properly package the past somehow
the US of A has had a glorious past but we can live in it no longer
we need to put our past in perspective so that our future will one day be stronger
for you can't visit present grief with long ago events
you need to live in the moment, to dwell in the present
if you're constantly gazing at yesterday tomorrow will pass you by
and you can't drive forward looking in the rearview mirror and I don't need to tell you why
for in order to move ahead you need to let those old issues in life go
for that was then and this is now and you need to go with the flow
so let go of those dead relationships that now affect your present state of being
for that was then and this is now and the future you should be receiving
now cross over into your Jordan and claim your Promised Land
and don't let folks tell you "that's not how we used to do it" upset your future plans
God made a promise to you that you will prosper and succeed
He said He will never leave nor forsake you in your time of need
so be strong and of good courage someway and somehow
as the future is waiting on you for that was then and this is now
I rose not like flower or like tree
Not like eagle's hubris in the sun
Old skin shed in the divided city
Last clone of a manhood almost done
And so I tasted the salt that lingered in blood
When the sea was pushed to the edge
And the land was wet and squirming in mud
I was in the litter of its self-knowledge
I know my city better now, where met
The passions of my birth, life is beautiful
But shallow here, much to regret and forget
But I will exhume me from the bountiful
Shallowness and litter, I will my heart
To the silent stars and write my life
In words of truth. Montego Bay, let me start
In you, the doldrums where the fear was rife.
It was not the wind, but the fire that sent
My mother descending through smoke of tears
Along the pavement hard without lament
And her three children pined at crowded stairs
My brother was swallowed by the city's mire
My sister's drug was her desire, she called
Eight from her flesh to mother's feast of prayer
Thank you God for your mercies that enthralled
That's context now, while I bleat my life
From the ghetto's battlefield to stable and school
Something provoked my hunger and strife
Something led like a pen along the edge of a rule
For I have smelled the cordite fumes of death
And the magic scent of ganja on slum night air
I from school have fled and gasped for breath
Along a street where splintered blood appeared
So I dispense this news for you struggling child
Wriggling sand to walk out of my burning shoes
Soon I shall strip away the mask pile by pile
Promise you will dance, dance slowly to my blues
I give you more than wax feathers for the sun
For old Sisyphus by labor endless was worn down
And did not see the rise sinking to the run
In each man's failure another man's victory abound.
life is a mystery to be lived and not a problem to be solved
for life as we experience it moves from easy to hard
if you look back to your younger days you will discover
that as you've matured some of the mystery of life has been uncovered
you have come to understand why your parents had all those rules and stipulations
now as an adult dealing with the bills and the kids you understand the complications
If you look at the terrible circumstances happening in the Gulf of Mexico
where the Oil Industry worked without less governmental control
"drill baby drill" is what the Tea party and Republicans ranted about
now facing one of the biggest disasters its at the President whom they now shout
those individuals who wanted less Big Government rules and regulations
are now demanding that Big Government fix this horrible situation
The Bible tells us that we should in God place all of our trust
for He is the omnipotent source that created us
for us not to lean towards our own understanding
but to follow the formula for life that God is commanding
God made a perfect world that humans keeps trying to remake
we've let the sin of greed take us over which results in big mistakes
we need to understand that there is no other force nor any other foundation
that has the power or the fortitude to deal with all of life's situations
The formula for living is to let go and let God
trust in him and allow Him to take control of our minds and hearts
the formula for living is to take to God in prayer
and then let the will of God direct our behavior
we need to profess it and confess it
we need to address it and then let God bless it
So develop a relationship with God and always included Him in the mix
seek His wisdom and wise counsel for there is nothing He can't fix
the formula for living, the formula for life
is before you do anything make sure it's been blessed by the Lord Christ
Is it possible that I may strive to think
Of what has never been
Or that such would raise me from where I sink
And wipe my sorrow clean
Day and time pass but memory remains
The archive of our knowledge and our pains
Against this bruised part of me your face press
Little nephew, and my love finds no rest
Your mother says, as if the dead still grow
Out of the dust of time,
You would be thirty five, could you but know
This side of life sublime
But I shall never see you stand again
Beside the gate, calling my son to ride
With you, or play like swallows in the rain
His brother came though to be by your side
But none can tell what compose that world yet
Nor how my flesh keeps faith
With me, if may leave its house at my death
Leave close its broken gate
And free from time and space reclaim being
In some place where spirit returns longing
For earth within the bars of time, for old
Memories that round eternity roll
Yet without the pulse of time's cycling pall
The ebb and flow that age
The lost past living only through recall
The shadow on the stage
In which we believe, but ne'er apprehend
The fading light and the shift of scene again
The laws we write as candles in the night
A wind broken dream intimating sight
Bobby, Bobby, I have no final why
Or reason for my tears
The deeper things that make the oceans sigh
Through veils of misty years
As if some deeper wisdom unengaged
Ponders something in our frail sorrow caged
And yet can find no wing except this grief
To weep our life and renders some relief.
I miss you, little nephew, and remain still
A fan, though no more you
Play the ball and let men shout at their will
Or sing melodies blue
About the earth, and man's injustice to man
Nor can I listen the telling of each plan
You had, and against this void now I scream
This senseless violation of our dream!
we have a tendency to develop a foolish pride when we see our name on anything
be it an award, certificate, team jersey or a championship ring
we think we need titles to feel important in life
but none of that contributes to the story that is Jesus the Christ
your name on a jersey won't make you play better
a title after your name won't change the content of a letter
your name on a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame
doesn't guarantee you a life of happiness without some pain
so what have you contributed to God's story?
what have you done to enhance His glory?
In the Scriptures there's this woman who anointed Jesus with an expensive oil
yet only one person is referred to in the text and that's by his negative foil
he was denoted by his affliction, his disease was brought to attention
he then had the nerve to criticize that woman for her unselfish deed
until Jesus told him to "leave her alone" because for Me she fulfilled a need
that man seemed to be more worried about the oil's cost
and couldn't perceive that the life of Jesus was about to be lost
he acted like he was so concerned about the ever-present poor
but Jesus saw through the hypocracy that he tried to implore
that woman was spiritually motivated when she made that sacrifice
she contributed all she had to the story that is Jesus the Christ
God only desires that you do the best that you can
when wholly subscribing to His righteous plans
yet that woman with the alabaster jar her name is never mentioned
but her contribution to the Biblical story has gotten everlasting attention
in the scheme of life your name is not that important and a title won't make you great
as it's only what you've contributed to the story or done to enhance the faith
be careful what you wish for on this journey called life
and that what you wish for lines up with the spirit of Christ
be careful what you wish for just make sure it's Godly inspired
don't be a fool nor the devil's tool by what in life you desire
you thought you had found Mr. Right to you he was the perfect man
he turned out to be a loser and abuser who only showed you the back of his hand
you thought you had the perfect woman she was smart, pretty and sweet as honey
but when you feel in love she broke your heart as she was only with you for the money
you thought you had that dream job which gave you power, prestige and control
instead it was an all consuming stint sucking away at your soul
you desired a certain type of car the most fabulous vehicle you could get
but instead you got a big fat lemon that wasn't worth the polish nor the spit
they say that the grass always looks greener from the other side
just don't hate, appreciate, seek God's guidance and with Him take the ride
If you allow God to navigate you on this journey that is life
I guarantee you will experience less trouble, struggle and strife
God wants you to be happy, God desires that you have the very best
so for everything pray to Him and let the Holy Spirit put it to the test
God can send you the right mate someone who will love and cherish you
God can hook you up with the perfect car and so what if it isn't brand new
God can give you a career that will fulfill you and make you feel whole
allow the presence of God in your life and it will nourish your soul
so be careful what you wish for as you just might get it
all I can say is that on it pray that it's sanctioned by the Holy Spirit
Cancel the thoughts you were thinking,
The pressure in this place can crush,
Gravity causes my soul to start sinking.
Red painted hearts with death around the crust.
I will never trust because i am aware,
Cowards can never cower,
Even the red pointed beast couldn't scare.
I believe in a higher power.
My being is solid like rock of the thickest mountain,
My blood flows free ,
My inner core changes shape from life of the fountain.
My life will always be.
To see me would be a leap for most,
Look me in the eyes,
To grasp my concept would turn your life into a host.
Making you apart of my cause in hope.
I stand below the lies.
Try the tricky geometry i call me,
For me and my other parts are one,
I am the light sparkling on the sea.
Even when dark I'm apart of the sun.
Carbon bubbles up from my surface to show confliction,
My soul will not stand still,
I am outer space, for my space there's no restriction.
But venture to far and i will kill.
I race to a place that's out of grasp,
Will you keep pace?
I find beauty in what you think is trash.
What will you call my case?
Unready to give up things that aren't visible,
Unsure of things that don't change,
Uninterested in places that are livable.
Understanding of things that are strange.
Cant you keep my stride if i sprint?
Can you feel my insides scream?
Cant you avoid the things that tempt?
Can you really trust that I'm what i seem?
You can see me sprout from the ground,
But my roots stretch forever underneath.
You can feel my voice without a sound,
You will feel me even if existence is brief.
The breath God gave me.
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