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Stanley Jacques Poem
My Black African nappy hair
to cut low is not fair.
I am bold in the middle.
Some grows out and some grows in
some are thick and some are thin
my hair is neither brown, nor gray
so see my wave and I am brave
to cut my hair
and it's not fair.
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Stanley Jacques Poem
I love me black woman
whom God created from the sand
the black woman that I adore
she has my eyes allure
she's my first virgin born and pure
I bade in her wisdom, power, acceptance and I am sure
She's definitely the one
that has given me a special son.
I love me black woman with vision
she's ahead with an incredible mission.
i love me black woman with passion
the quality of her blossom that I cannot ignore
in my mind she has never been bored.
I love me black woman from the very top of her head toward her bottom feet.
I love me black woman all the time
wouldn't dare trade her for a dime.
I would have write the more ,but there wouldn't be space
to describe how much a black woman worth.
She's the mother of all earth
given a gift with an unbelievable birth.
Who wouldn't love a black woman
in such case is ignant.
to abuse a black woman, I dare not
She's my black woman beautiful within and out
she's all that I 'm bout
a black woman a red rose to be
I can't help myself but see
that a black woman is all that
Precious, fragile and magnificently phat
I love me black woman.
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Stanley Jacques Poem
HE PAID MY DEBT
WHEN I FOUND THAT OUT I BEGIN TO WEPT
THE DEVIL HAD ME CRAVING
IN BONDAGE AND MISERABLE SLAVING
I WENT THROUGH A LOT OF PAIN
AND ASK THE LORD PLEASE LET IT RAIN
THE LORD TOLD ME, HE PAID THE COST FOR EARTH AGONY
AND VALUE THE LIFE OF HUMANITY
EVEN WITH ALL THE TEARS MY GOD HAD TAKEN THE HUMILITY
WITH ALL ME SINNING EVEN TO SPAT ON HIS FACE
BUT YET HE OPEN IS ARM AN STILL EARN FOR MY EMBRACE
HE PAID MY DEBT THROUGH HIS AMAZING GRACE
OH LORD I CRIED AND REPENT IT IS YOURS I PLEA
YOUR MERCY I SEE IS ALL FROM THEE
YOUR EVERLASTING BREATH YOU BREATH IN ME
WRITTEN BY STANLEY JEAN JACQUES
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Stanley Jacques Poem
We are surely living in the last days
We need to inquire about God ways
Marriages are breaking down
While the devil making inhabitants his clown
Before the devil make you his booze eye
Kneel down, look up and cry
Jesus is yours to try
The snake attempt to hides
Through the rough tide
Creeping to get a free ride
Wake up, Jesus is coming soon
For this world will be doom
Here comes the train
The serpent seek to glue the chain
Let go, let Jesus
Your chain which as bound you
Is now loose
For you're weakness is Christ boost
In these last days
This is not the time to stay
Jesus is coming are you ready?
This earth won’t last
Jesus Christ will wipe all the past
Come fly to the city of gold
For in God hands it’s about to unfold
The serpent desire you to be cold
Jesus offer you his warming coat
The boat is ready
Come a board
Jesus is our captain
The boat will be floating
The nation is dying
While a world in need is crying
Don’t give in
Just keep on trying
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Stanley Jacques Poem
The cloud talk
There goes the thunder
We take a little walk
It will fall under
We run, we fear, we hide
And I wonder
There goes the hill
An the seed do grow
the rain drop
here goes the crop
The trees stand still
Will I ponder?
Make haste tis the rain
Tis the rain that fall beyond
And I wonder
and just as I step out the door someone ask me were is the thunder?
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Stanley Jacques Poem
We have vision
We are the equality of God words
A craftsmanship born to serve God
Each of us has a dream, and this dream there is a gift, a gift to live a dream and
a gift to give a dream
Martin Luther king said I have a dream, but we have a vision
We have a vision, a vision to love
If you have no vision, wait God has a vision for you and me the amble of
opportunity to grow in His eternal dream; we are his vision and instrument of God
choice
You, who are helpless with your dream through your trail and treacherous pitfall
you are God eternal dream, in these last hour in time of trouble we have a dream,
dream to feed the hunger , a dream to clothe the naked , a dream to heal the
sick, a dream to encourage the discouraged, this was Christ dream
When our dream was drowning, Christ reach out is hand an save us
We are His vision
We have a purpose to live in salvation of God grace.
We are his vision
We have a dream, a dream to commission God work
every child, Every youth, , elder, married coupled, single, widow, fatherless, for
the love of God and the uplifting of humanity this is our vision.
We have a vision.
by Stanley Jean-Jacques
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Stanley Jacques Poem
DEBT MADE ME BITTER
CREEPING BENEATH MY NOSTRIL LIKE LITTLE CRITTERS
DEBT HAVE ROB MY JOY AND DREAMS
DROWNING ME THROUGH AN UNREWARDING STREAMS
I HAD MADE A PLEDGE
TO PAY OF THESE DEBT,
BUT WHAT I DID WAS NOT WELL KEPT
I HAD LATE FEE AND OVER THE LIMIT FEE
ALL THESE DEBT STING ME LIKE A BEE
I GOT CALL EVERY WHERE WITH HIGH INTEREST RATES
CAN'T BARELY PUT ONE GRAIN OF RICE ON MY PLASTIC PLATE
DEBT HAD DIVIDE MY FAMILY
DEVASTATING MY AUTHORITY
DEBT CAUSE ME TO LIVE IN FEAR
BARRICADE MY EYES WITH TEARS
DEBT DOESN'T WANT YOU TO SAVE MONEY
ONCE YOU ARE TRAP, BOY IT'S NOT FUNNY
DEBT HAD TAKEN CONTROL OVER MY LIFE
I THOUGHT THAT I WILL NEVER HAVE A WIFE
DEBT HAS PUT ME DOWN DRASTICALLY
BUT I TRUST GOD AND HAVE FAITH AND I AM ON THE ROAD TO RECOVERY
BY STANLEY JEAN JACQUES
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Mom, the power was within your womb
You Carried me nine month and bought me out of this world
The thought of you holding this very new life
I write this for you, mother
Because your love for me was unconditional
You are a rose in the vein of my life
through the years growing with you was defiantly hard and strife
you have struggle with one pair of shoe on dice
And carried the hard labor with $5.50 and yet you fill our plate with brown rice
You struggle with tears and with Jesus you did fought the fear
I know you work hard for the dime
Mom you have went through hard time
But, still you call on Jesus and he comfort you
But, still you call on Jesus and He strengthen you
I write this for you, mother
You made a daring sacrifice and unselfish desire
You were always there whenever I needed you
cause your love for me was straightforward and true
Mom, you are my best award Jesus have ever given me
The best one
Though I may not be the best son
Having you in my life,
by listen to you,
God had found me a special wife
I am more blessed than having you than silver or gold
in your very arms I was that little one that you have hold
mom I love you because you are very bold
You are the senses of my comfort
though trouble on each side
Jesus delivered us from the rough tide.
while the enemy try to make me feel impotent
Throughout the whole years of my life you made me fill important
I thank you Jesus for an extraordinary mom
Through encouragement and praise
through the stormy blaze
God amazing grace
made me say your the greatest mom that I have ever had.
thank you mom for taken care of me
I appreciate you mom
by Stanley jean Jacques
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I give my dream away
and lost the days
looking through the windows of my life
and saw my beautiful wife
the dew of peace broken
one of my greatest token
again, I said this is the one
to sing along
this special song
my wife and I
have the same brown eyes
some say that we both look like brothers and sisters
other's say we look alike
that is why we ride the same Harley bike
she is surely beautiful
and God made her wonderful
and give us plentiful
the moment she walk on that special path, I cried
and told God I'm satisfied
by Stanley Jean Jacques
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Stanley Jacques Poem
I Love you booby
My heart is filled with happiness
When youre lips were made to kiss
Passing day I long for thee
Here's a flower for you to keep
A Hummingbird you are to me
Show me love and let me see
I cried today and sob for soy
Let this day be made of joy
My heart to you is yours to keep
Love so true don't let me weep
by stanley jean jacques
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