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Tasha Lesane Poem
I am Midnight
Because late in the midnight hour
Is when I gain my power
I grab a pen
And let the turmoil within
Escape.
Giving relief to another caper,
Another day in the life
Of a single black mother
Trying to live
Without strife
But instead
Striving to be
Something better something more
Not for me
But for they that rely on me
My boy and my girl
Late in the midnight hour
Is when I gain my power
I let the tears flow
So much its like a thunder shower
As the river of my soul starts to overflow
I hear God’s voice
I feel HIS touch
I know He loves me so very much
He tells me
“My child, I know this is hard,
But nothing I give is to much to bear.
Scream all you want I’m always here.”
And as I cleanse my soul
And slowly gain control
I know it’s only
HIS hand I can hold
Late in the midnight hour
Is when my God
My Lord, My Savior
Gives me the power
With HIS endless grace and mercy
After cleansing me
To go another day
Pick up another toy
Share another joy
Wash another dish
Receive another kiss
Have an argument and fight
Squeeze my babies really tight
Late in the midnight hour
Is when all us
Single mothers
Gain our power.
Copyright © Tasha Lesane | Year Posted 2006
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Tasha Lesane Poem
I love you
because you have always been
the lover of my soul.
Even when my life was completely
out of control,
When a worm body
I wanted to hold,
None around,
You loved my soul.
When I needed someone else
To feel like myself
When my self esteem
Was put on a shelf
You loved my soul.
At the points in my life
When I wanted to die
When all my thoughts
were I, I, I,
You loved my soul.
When I had no human friends
And it seemed
My world came to an end,
You loved my soul.
You loved my soul before the thought of my conception
was milliseconds old,
You loved my soul.
When my body was racked by tragedy,
from a blown out knee
to things inside me,
You loved my soul.
You loved my soul
When at 18 years old
I had a daughter to hold.
No rings, no marriage
Even a prayer of miscarriage
You loved my soul.
You always have and always will
even inspite of the things I do,
That often puts distance
Between me and you,
I love y ou Abba Lord
and thank you graciously
Because you love my soul
Even in spite of me.
Copyright © Tasha Lesane | Year Posted 2006
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Tasha Lesane Poem
Yea though I walk through the valley of my soul
I am more afraid than I have ever been
Praying that I never go through this again
Fighting my way out of a world of hurt
Trying to avoid the mutt of depression
Snapping at the hem of my skirt
Trying to be more courageous than the level of fear
That's built itself up over the past year
Searching for happiness
While I'm alone in my home
Wanting to climb the mountain of righteousness
But constantly being stopped
By the tornado of sadness that engulfs me,
Sucking out my breath
Devouring my appetite
Making it that much more difficult
For my spirit to fight
People asking "Are you alright?"
As tears stream my face
Day and night
I want to survive, and I want to live
But I can't take the breath I need to take
That my life may continue from day to day
Trying to let God have his way
Is this the dues I'm forced to pay,
For not doing things his way
If that's the story, the situation
Then I surrender without hesitation.
Lord, have your way, take control
To you my life is more precious than I'll ever know.
Without you Lord I am nothing.
If these are the pains that I need to grow,
Lessons pulled from tons of sorrow
Then Reign on King Jesus,
Because there's only one way out of this pit of despair
Jesus and I can only go up from here.
Copyright © Tasha Lesane | Year Posted 2005
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I've given you
Pieces of my mind heart and soul
And still when you're around
I don't know
Which end is up, or how you feel,
If my time with you is even real.
I give you
My opinion, hopes and dreams
And yet still
Nothing is as it seems
I give you
Control of the situation
And I'm still in a state of confusion
I've given you
All I have
Just hoping my time with you will last,
Will be longer than the stolen hours from a day
I hope and pray
That all I have one day is in you.
Copyright © Tasha Lesane | Year Posted 2005
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