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Larry Mcmillan Poem
My Salvation
My life ws headed nowhere fast on a road to my destruction
Everything I had was tken from me I was left with completely nothing
The little hope I had for a future vanished from my aching head
Finally I came to a conclusion just wishing I was dead
"I can't take anymore!" I cried aloud not expecting anyone to hear
That's when a voice like no other said "My dear child I am near."
"Who's speaking to me?" I questioned the voice out of a pure ignorance.
"I am the Lord Almighty. Their is no other like me of any significance.
I created the heavens and the earth and everything that dwells on them.
If you believe these words I speak and that I sacrificed my one and only Son
I will renew your strength, and you shall soar on wings as an eagle and be My chosen one."
Then I said "Lord I believe. Please come into my heart."
And instantly His spirit rested upon me. And I was pulled from the dark.
I now had every reason to go on living. For I am God's creation.
Accepting His gift which cannot be bought
My Salvation
John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only
begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not
perish, but have everlasting life.
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Between Me & You
Don't misunderstand me Don't be misconstrued
I'm cool, calm and collective in everything I say and do
I fear no man but God look into my eyes
And see for yourself If that's true or if it's a lie
1 thing's for certain 2 thing's for sure
Many have risen Many are no more
Some with the cruelest intentions have even swung the ax
A few dabbled in dark dimensions to use magic that's black
And we all know about that what you send out comes back
You reap what you sow that's a biblical fact
I'm just real talk 'n' You 'ain't' got to listen
But like vitamins to the body these principals are essential for long live 'n'
You're no better than me I'm no better than you
I was once blind but now I see too
Such knowledge draws a line of separation between a wise man and a fool
But shhh keep this on the low
Between Me & You
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As My Life Goes On
The past is gaining on me
There's nowhere else to go
I'm tired of running
Ready or not it's time to face my foes
The ghosts the demons the skeletons the scheming
The lies the deceit
I was young and dumb I kept it all discreet
But Now I see the joke's on me
Yet but one regret sleeping with the enemy
My lust got me snared
Bewitched and bound in Jezebel's lair
Who will laugh last? What will become of me?
Soon enough I'll see as my life goes on
As My Life Goes On
I’m not fishing for pity just to set the record straight.
I stand a man on his own two accountable for my mistakes
But all the drama has taken its toll
The trauma has savaged my psychological
To the point of no return? Highly probable.
Yet only Heaven knows which way the wind will blow
So my lonely soul searches for a remedy
“Lord Remember me.“
At the resurrection… but until then and as you can see
Somehow my life goes on
As My Life Goes On
What’s left for me to live for my baby’s gone
Yet you say, “For me you’ll pray,
You're sorry for my lost. And I will be ok.
God will keep me strong….
Time will heal the pain as my life goes on."
But you don’t know the half nor have the faintest clue.
First cache 22
Then tell me how you made it through.
I’ll be waiting on you
As my life goes on.
As my life goes on
But first peep this verse. Things get worse. Pay close attention.
Dodge that hearse. Don’t die cursed.
Take heed to your intuition's premonitions.
Before I drifted the shadow shifted
From the valley to my alley
Death had orchestrated a premeditated grand finale
To my surprise It paid me a visit
I was bound, mute and defenseless
Laying on my back and looking up
Thinking "What the fuss?
I can’t breathe! But I can’t leave!
How can this be?
I thought the curse was lifted!
At the congregation’s litigation
I took a plea - to avoid the maximum I was surely facing.
I rejoiced and gave praise with my hands lifted!
I believed it, and thought I received it!"
But what went wrong that I would write this song
About the events ahead that soon would come
When all was said and done it was the epitome of irony.
My hands were still lifted.
“Please don’t shoot me!"
"You have the right to remain silent". E T C.
“What’s going on? Why am I here? What’s up with all the guns? Why are you
arresting me?”
The flashing lights the 9 mms the nosey neighbors the sirens
End of story faded glory slowly all went dim but it‘s been almost ten.
And as you can see my life goes on
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Intro
His status quo
Formidable
Filled with confidence
0ver those waiting to succeed
He proceeds to assert his dominance
To maintain his prominence
Amongst apex predators he dwells
Where on the regular tempors flare, egos swell
You never know what's next
He stays prepared to flex
Welcome to the life of an alpha male
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Normally it is I who astounds
But this time around
It is I taken aback by the grace that abounds
From her crown to the very ground
The radiance was so bright
If she was in my life
3 words no more nights
Awe shucks
I think I'm awestruck
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A Prophecy Of Me
Although to date I am as a grain of sand
Scattered abroad some seashore on uncharted lands
Time is of the essence I shall rise again
A place awaits for me for all eyes to see
My opposition will stand in awe of me
For my lineage is one of a royal pedigree
My cause is one of great concern
What most men can't begin to fathom I discern
For their are things man is prohibited to learn
Soon I shall rise in.....
The Event Of My Ascension
Take my seat
Among the elite
And behold from on high
My foes demise
Thus, I put the emphasis in parenthesis
(Wait till they get a load of me!)
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Unreality
Am I alive or am I dreaming sometimes I just can’t tell
If this is a dream pinch me quickly and awake me form this hell.
If I’m awake give me something to make my eye’s dreary
That I may rest peaceably while the storm rages on in its fury
Am I Alive or am I dreaming And how can one tell
When logic has lost meaning and reality as well
When tragedy strikes near your tent and family and friends mourn
A loved one has passed and you appear not torn.
You’ve become nonchalant by default frozen in a subconscious state
Only a numb soul remains once reality’s escaped
Am I alive, or am I dreaming or am I dreaming that I’m alive
For what it’s worth perhaps your answers could help reverse
This cycle of my demise
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LAST NIGHT I CRIED
Last night I cried because I missed you so much
I can’t recall the times I whispered your name before the tears dried up
I just felt like sometimes you don’t realize how much I care
And how bad it hurts inside because I’m not there
There’s so much love I have for you, and I often get scared
That you’ll get tired of waiting and go elsewhere
Meanwhile - I grab a tissue, wipe my eyes and regain my pride
Before someone finds out
Last Night I Cried.
for CR
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The Prognosis (AES)
This is my declaration of desperation to inform the nations of my alienation.
Mentally I've drifted so far away from the general population.
I find it difficult to merely indulge myself with another in a basic conversation.
The depths of solitude have become day in and day out my new place of habitation.
My pride refuses to let me face by no means any form of degradation.
It's as if I’ve developed a sixth sense for my integrity’s defense to detect even the slightest speculation.
Yet it oft' creates a conflict between realization and hallucination
Leaving my emotions in a state of aggravation.
Perhaps I'd have been better off not to have taken their worthless medications.
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A Slave To Solitary
From youth till the present solitary has kept me its slave
Protecting me from reality by hiding me in its dark cave
No one can fathom my understanding - nor break the surface of my heart
No one can rationalize or relate to the stubbornness of my minds chart.
There’s no evidence of affection nor signs of dignity
My soul has shown another - Instead I tread in a bottomless pool of depravity
I didn’t choose to be cruel the darkness chose me
Blind and naked I sought love oh so desperately!
But I’m a slave to solitary Just leave me be
For the planet I live on has no rules of gravity
I confide in its boundaries - letting no one enter my domain.
For the darkness would swallow you - the heavy rain would inflict much pain.
In finality I must now return to my dark cave.
For solitary is expecting me to remain its loyal slave.
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