Poems

Winter has come…

Winter has come and a man sees nothing but shades of grey… grey hearts, grey thoughts, mind and spirits of grey…then comes a budding rose out of due season adding color, beauty and fragrance to all. Bloom rose! bloom! Continue to bloom…the world is waiting.

 
The Universalness of man's soul

Believe in the higher order of the Most High…our afflictions and convictions that lead to painful addictions…are mere shadows and dust, awaiting the thrust of the higher order, whose on the cusp of His soon return.
 Believe in the higher order of the Most High…as these life lessons are producing more questions…killing my joy and sensations…breaking me down to struggles of fear and doubt and reckless conversations.
 Believe in the higher order of the Most High…life is a movie screen of a story to be told…not paying bills and getting old…things sagging and dragging, while others bragging, because their vegan diet has time lagging.
 Believe in the higher order of the Most High…for we are many races, not given the same graces…caged and confined due to the color of our faces…diverting mind and spirit from traveling to universal places.
 Believe in the higher order of the Most High…for we are living in the shadows of a reality, that will cease in this society…bringing an end to personal misfortunes of death and bygones…erasing from my mind the hurts and pain of this time.
 Walk in the higher order of the Most High…and embrace all in the shadows, even death to the gallos…allowing this life to represent a text, for many to find rest …in the greatness of the Higher Order and the universalness of our souls. 

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A Prayer for serious times

Praying for a double portion of the Holy Spirit to shake the foundations of this society…a society that has perpetually engaged in these ubiquitous murderings that cameras are now uprooting.
In regards to our most recent unrest…we as a people must “desist from our timorous slithering” after the heat is gone, retreating back to ‘our way of life’, which will never garner our true peace for this most worthy cause.
We are all heaven’s sons and daughters and as pilgrims, this is no place for permanent lodgings. Continually pray for our brethren who suffer! …and breathe life and light to their weary souls. Let us march on with righteous actions into this earthly darkness, whose physical sunshine is but a temporary respite looming from sea to shining sea.
Pray the God of our forefathers may break these 10 toes and set up the true peace we so valiantly seek…may God have mercy on us and give His strength… to those of us who are left to plod on…amen.