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Tamarah Mack Poem
Curses have been placed on me for no reason at all
I feel like humpty dumpty who sat on the wall and had a great fall
The enemy seek to devour me whole
Over my life, the enemy wants total control
Feel like my skull has been banged against a brick wall like a crash dummy
When I am in public, people just stare at me
Mistaken me as a foreigner that has migrated from another country
I want all the things back that has been taken from me
So many good things are due to me at this present time
So much beyond my imagination and I will be awarded for my crying
For the hurts, pain, disappointments, and heartaches, someone must pay
Who is man to number my days
I rebuke the curses that plan to overtake me
For the blessings stored up, release them 7 fold and I receive
At first, it didn't look like the blessings were coming- I cried and cried
For joy comes in the morning, the blessings are just delayed, not denied
Copyright © Tamarah Mack | Year Posted 2012
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Tamarah Mack Poem
He didn't have to awake me on time
He didn't have to give me peace when I was about to lose my mind
He didn't have to cover me with his blood
He didn't have to show me in so many ways that I am loved
He didn't have to keep danger and harm away
He didn't have to make a way when I saw no way
He didn't have to provide when the money was low
He didn't have to say "Yes" when others said "No"
He didn't have to heal my body when I was sick
He didn't have to encourage me when I wanted to quit
He didn't have to give me his hand when I was about to fall in the pit
Many things he didn't have to do, but he did;
Copyright © Tamarah Mack | Year Posted 2012
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Tamarah Mack Poem
You are walking but where are you going?
You are sleeping; do you realize that you are snoring?
You are standing still, why you will not move?
You claim to be smart; Why allow the enemy to use you as a fool?
You are singing, but what is the name of that song?
You claim to be strong, but you refuse to hold on;
You are tired and I don't understand why
You were off today and you have not been moving;
You claim to be humble and patient; why are you full of anticipation?
You have just been diagnosed with stagnation;
Copyright © Tamarah Mack | Year Posted 2012
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Tamarah Mack Poem
I may not have a penny to my name
but my attitude remains the same;
you will never know that I am broke
you will never know who neck I want to choke;
you will never know that anger is built within
you will never know my heart is broken and it needs a mend;
Bills are due and I don't have a dime
first thing comes to mind is to commit a theft crime
I can't do that because I will have to serve time
I must make a good decision- I must draw the line;
Do I want to be isolated from the world like a prisoner in a cell
or do I want to continue experiencing shortages and go through hell;
I'll continue through the fire because I won't be scorched
my enemies enjoy seeing the pain I experience- they even celebrate on the porch;
Oh my gosh! look what has dropped from the sky, there is someone above who will supply;
the table has turned and the role has been called, all of my needs are met and no longer am I feeling like an unwanted pet:
I am stronger now than I have ever been, no longer am I broke nor forgotten
Copyright © Tamarah Mack | Year Posted 2012
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Tamarah Mack Poem
He is riding my back day and night
Like a horseman on a horse,
I have been through the fire, but I did not get scorched;
He has a grip on my left and right brain hemisphere,
Like a pregnant woman grip her husband's hand when it's time to conceive
He keeps hounding and bothering me daily;
He reminds me of nothing but my past,
Like a mother embrace her child with love
Just like I am nobody, the dead man push and shove
Holding my dream and goals in hostage
Like a victim who wants to be free
Making it so difficult for me to prosper and succeed
He stinks and the odor is getting louder day by day
Anything is possible to those who believe and speak "I can" "I can"
People were astounded when I got rid of the dead man
Copyright © Tamarah Mack | Year Posted 2012
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