God is love thru the aches and pains —)
thruout our hardships that make us insane
I’m sorry for hurt
I praise you inwardly now
I need Your comfort
I have faithfulness
Somehow, I know I’ve done right
Despite bitterness
No doubt, His narrow
Route isn’t an arrow so…
Straight — row your boat now
Radiance intrudes..
I was rude and selfish too
Graceful attitude!
Good that I’m still living…
I’m sorry I’m not perfect
Happy Thanksgiving!
All my life, up until now, The TV channel playing in my head late at night even after I have gotten out of bed, has only been a test pattern. Then a voice called out my name didn't know from where it came. But now it was like watching a channel never seen before, just follow the narrator's whisper, and things started to turn out all right I could really be like sir Lancelot the real White knight weak In body but strong in spirit. Drawing the innocent near my shield reflecting brilliant light, yet blinding those who abused there might. I finally realized the whisper came One not in my sight, but there all along with all of his might, just waiting for me to trust and believe, then I would be capable of such great deeds. Wearing the polished armor of God and mounted on the sturdy Steed directed by the Spirit what direction to gallop, when leaving the safety of the castle to ride thruout the lands, to duel the black knights and rescue fair maidens from their plight, locked deep in castle walls dark as night.
Scars along my broken wrist
Hair so kinky; made for twists
My love for life
Is growing, transforming, overflowing
In tears
Bc out of all the pain I've endured over these years
The most painful is watching
My people suffer from false identities
Stuck in an illusion
Masking validity wth a false sense of clarity.
Coexisting in the jungle
With Tarzan picking acai berries.
Living & loving a simple life
Banning gmo, mother Luna charges my chakras thruout the nite
Sharing a simple bed
With my complex wife
But that is ok...because this is life.