Tis' the season

Tis the season to be jolly

While we take the time to empty our accounts and pocket books to do so

Only few remember why they ought to be

And as we take the time to sweep the dust out of the house

and roll out the new carpet

only few take the time to clean their hearts and say “thanks! for that day you came”

you see in this season to be jolly

the folly of many appears in the blinking fairy lights, green garlands and red bows

when true love should show for the appreciation of the Christ that came to this earth

and died for our sins

instead we repay HIM with brand new curtains, a chair set and a new stove for one dollar down

tis the season to remember

to remember the real reason for the season

clean your heart and your mind

Give him your soul and he will give you a whole new life

He is the reason you’re in this season

He is the Christ in Christmas

Tis the reason to remember

That Christ is your first and every season to be jolly 

Written by: Yaphet Jackman 

Matrix Mode

Riddle me this

How dismal is the turning circle on a square?

That has no answer to bare on the surface

But has called a thought to the hair

Running tracks have no signs

Feet know how to take a turn

Bare bottoms pace their spaces

Hurdles know their tune

It’s not the down that matters

Yet it’s the journey to the “up”

 With each stage met you hold a number

One that will be called and tucked

Stand steady... flow calmly through the system

Rings wrapping, card swiping games

Where hands hold you to stop

And white legs free you to go

Read the signs!

They’re all about you...

This is not a dread locked thing

Divine conception of the heart

Tunnel vision gets you sick

Where can you go when all you find yourself doing is reading the signs?

Makes you miss all that you ought to see

The false sense of being “up there” when you’re really not

When making it to the top is all you can dream

Cause you’re lowest to the low

Stop reading the signs!

Stop being “systemized”

Snap out your trance

And after that you’ll be hearing

We! We! We! All the way home

To comb your kinks to the new beginning

From roots on end

Something about that trend that makes me sick

Make cure for me in my new verse

WAKE up! Get out the system

NY Baby

Wide itself couldn’t have missed the wanton gaze amidst their lashes

Air drew no ticket to wait in line for the next stop

Brown saw brown to clasp themselves for this time

Nothing was planned for this collision

Song birds wore coats to float on dry air That skimmed the lips of a silent tune

Retiring crickets kicked two more legs just to make the dead space alive

But why would nature peek at the 11^th hour?

Could no second wait?

Why didn’t fleeting feet trip on the cord that joined these 2

Where could the police have gone for this moment?

Sweet agony was in the air but only nature could care

Chattering teeth would ask for smoke breaks

But drew bluff as they’d face the wind every now and then

Stupid twisting and turning would make restless legs restless

When all knew what not to do but did it

Useless words

Serious faces

Observation ceremonies and pedestrian recruits

All led to the sudden moment that even new brides hadn’t a clue

Fresh breath... now nothing is said

Fresh breath... now all is thought

Fresh breath... now its happening again...NY BABY! That’s NY for you.

9-4 at 3-9

So many beginnings to one end

Which starts to form slowly

A knitted brow worms closely towards a plateau

Crumpled fingers live life again

 to hear the sound of a familiar scale

A S D F semi colon L K J

Some may have worried

Some wondering what must have gone wrong

Now time has released that slow potion asking for one last time to flow correctly

I think of changing time

With changing pleasure

Like changing season and changing suns

I think of peaking mountains

To flowing rivers

Rolling country to screaming town

I think of where i was

And who i am

Where i’m at and where I’d like to be

But none can compare to what i’ve thought

And what im thinking this is!

The flow of the pen again

I pray it doesn’t end.

Where to?

there is no peace in the shallow memory of the wandering mind

there is no depth in the skimming root that sups along the dried ground

there can be no texture in the leaves out of crumpled buds that hold no promise

there can be no color in the dreamless sky

for the sake of the seed, the tree sheds age

and for the sake of the age, the seed claims likeness

the ongoing cycle of what must be... and just what is

never to wander! only to dive! only to die! only to live!

there is no peace in the shallow memory of the wandering mind

the morn speaks no mercy

the midday says no prayers

the eve begs no reconcile

dried bare bones of "what is" and "what must be"

dried bare bones of "who is" and "who should be"

the collective of "what not" and "who not to be"

drilling the dried ground to take root to sup on "what should be..."

there is no peace in the shallow memory of the wandering mind

where stars wished to be wished upon and passes a purposeless life

when man can stand shadowless and feel more worthy of their coming hour

as birds sing no song! need less to wake to catch the creeping worm

where life is still...

and still there is no peace in the shallow memory of the wandering mind

where there is nothing to remember as we roam

nothing to learn from...

for peace

as peace

to peace

but just to wonder and wander in shallow memory that there is none to have

none at present and where none has passed

how so does that wanderer seek refuge in the tasteless wind
no seed can bare fruit in sight of him end in the grasp of water
no way can be had and all at once each is chosen
what is and what isn't! who's now and who shouldn't
where can and where couldn't the wandering mind save memory of its dawn

Pause

"Calm down!"
just the thought of the phrase infuriates!
10,000 times hotter than rays of a single Canis Majoris
gathering suns in grasp of fury to wield its worthy wrath

"Relax" more than rings a bell!
the ear stings repetitively
striking nerve and ego...nerve and ego!

Bid thee free
as words seek to impale you
as you imbibe in share stupor
roasting will in the lips of chaos

wish no action
and pray no sighting while lava boils slowly
rolling over to the hard cold and solid pronounced
heady chatter leaving bloody feet

yet no part is wished in this massacre
no card is drawn to please this growing anger
let it revert to first steps sought
There is no need for WAR while warriors shave knives

in the PROMISE

The LORD is my shepherd
and what i want is to be led away from what i feel
to take my eyes off what doesn't matter other than HIM
the stare that can turn clocks till still
a gaze that makes a millennia a day

He maketh me to lie in green pastures
he leadth me beside the still waters not only to reflect upon my person
but to feed on HIM and be HIS to work through
to continue to be reminded of his tender mercies and goodness

He restoreth my soul!
right after its failure
exactly at the point of my very need for HE is with me! ALL WAY
nothing shall keep me down when he is there to raise me up again!

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for HIS name sake
not for the praise to be mine
nor the look of things after his blessings
flesh can never hold the awesomeness of his PRAISE the glory of HIS work

and as i walk lest i crawl or perish in this world that has now become the shadow of death to come
My GOD's promise is not to fear!
never to buckle!
NEVER to surrender
FOR THOU ART WITH ME!

thy ROD AND THY STAFF they COMFORT me!
and with this promise i stand tall to say today
that i am that what HE says i am!
i am his to protect for i am HIS

this table amoung mine enemies is evident of HIS keeping grace and POWER
in the midst of the storm
MY GOD IS REAL!!
HE'S REAL in my soul

with HIS anointing and HIS over flowing grace upon my life
i speak of things that will SURELY be GOODLY
by HIS GRACE and HIS MERCY
that SHALL follow me all my days

And me and my house and my houses' house shall
SHALL resolutely reside in the house of my FATHER!
MY KING... my EVERYTHING
FOREVER and EVER!

AMEN!

See me - A Yj/MS collab

Found standing! Staring into the distance of a calm river

I hear the sound of “new” as the sun kisses the sea

so gently.

The waves roll over forming beds in the sea,

and the fishes depart with the hope of welcoming

two beings.

For all is well within but not without your scent that fills the wind;

that musk that reminds me that you’re in tune

with my soul.

I look to your palms for a safe place, as we

advance to a space where we have no control.

As nothing withers and nothing fades

but all is us and we are all.

Melting days into nights in a sweet embrace

eternity is ours.

Still! We must neither slumber nor dim the lights to pray,

instead watch the wind so it does not part us.

And part we mustn’t as the wind stills,

we still shall be kissing gently

like the sun to the sea.

Written By:

Yaphet Jackman

Monique Springer

MAN you ARE

Even before time began... you were

You were...spirit

Spirit with God on earth

As he taught you life and its creation

He made you flesh from the mud of the ground

gave you breath and called you “MAN”

Today you ARE...

MAN with God on earth

made in HIS image and HIS likeness

Strong enough to protect

Wise enough to guide

Loving enough to nurture

Tasked with the responsibility to lead us on

On to higher heights and deeper depths

Fathers of the nation

Builders of tomorrow

The Foundation of the family

The Head of the home

WE are... yes YOU are MAN and all of this

YOU ARE HUSBAND

YOU ARE FATHER

YOU ARE SON

YOU ARE BROTHER

YOU ARE UNCLE

YOU ARE NEPHEW

YOU ARE FRIEND

You are MAN

Live in your time

Live among eternity

Provider

Sustainer

Counsellor

Protector

Embrace your role

Embrace your truth

The young look up to YOU

Because they need you

Because we need you

To be a MAN

A MAN... that you are

The MAN you were made to be

YOU are MAN

The system (draft)

"The system makes me busy...unable to see the right i have to write the blessings to liberate you.

Down with the system is say!! this pen is for YOU!

enough time in the day to let these juices flow

for I KNOW

(singing) "we shall overcome....

we shall overcome...

we shall overcome...this day"

...

The poets prayer

"I crave another morrow! for there is such sweet sorrow in the night

but in the new day i pray to save one! that they may come to know you...

through me to see the light in the might of my pen...

AMEN!"

Short note_Valentine

When i snatch you! i'll take out my pen! and with this pen i'll write from 1 till 10! 10 things i love about you cause it's only you i'll call "boo" and when i'm through you'll ask me "snatch me... and snatch me again! snatch me... write me 10 more!" and you're assured i will.. for this love no other can kill. (Mahal Kita GTI)

unnamed "SF"

In the gentle rumble of the wheeled armour that guards me in the soothing drops of slithering rain

We... I mean I think again of what it feels like to be in sweet trouble within your gaze.

I...life is what grows around me along with my skin as your thoughts travel by and by with each passing wink

I rumble on... ramble on in my head

combating the feeling of ecstasy that glares at me with more than 2 eyes

a body that wears no frown but only smiles at me

a stride that shows no chip but only cuts me slowly

asking gently without words, smartly within telepathy

“come to me”

While I never listen... I always hear and ask myself to pay attention

But I never ask for help to leave this feeling

The grip I sense... the touch I want

Slithers like rain drop on my windshield

Dancing quickly to let me in

I wish no part of this

But sin makes me feel...natural

I look right at the face that meets me

A smile that wants to greet me

A hand that wants to hold me closer than a mother’s womb

As I tempt myself...

Pushing my mind to think that this can never happen

Lying within the arms of something temporary

Soothing kisses of the mind remind me of where I ought to be

As my body yearns and follows with each turn she makes

I wish once to be a babe again

No understanding of the obvious request of flesh

Wishing only to giggle and pass the tide over

Grant me innocence

To see this flesh and let it be

Thinking naively...thinking naively

Love is

LOVE...

so many things I've got to tell you

but i'm afraid i don't know how

cause' there's a possibility

that you look at me...differently...

and this mustn't be

for it is written...

love suffers long and is kind

love does not envy

love is not puffed up

nor is unmannerly

it is not provoked

it can think no evil

does not rejoice in iniquity, but in truth

and this is sure

it bears all things

believes all things

hopes all things

endures all things...

love... never...fails

And God would say...

let there be love...

for he is love

that love everlasting

not the sting that makes me think you're cheating

its the trust that holds your hand and guides you

back into the arms of the one that loves you

the very one that claimed "i do"

but did the things that hurt you

it is this that love is...

not for the short sprint but the long haul

not for the short comings but the through it all

for this is love and only this can it be!

listen carefully

to the words of the man that gave his life for thee

whose body was broken to make you worthy

of this night!

and the coming day!

to seek and to find

to have and to hold

in sickness and in health

till death do you part

Love your wife as God loved the church

et al, hold on even when its getting worse

it sickens me to see

young Christians caught up in the "willy nilly"

silly to me this is...

for you never loved

to have and to hold

to leave and to cleave

to see and let be!

"Come back to me"

to the one that is...

the love that is...

to the God that is...

The God that is...

LOVE Ever...lasting!

To you (Juggy)_09/02/11

In pursuit of words to describe you

YOU! being of honor and the Lord's Delight

as the sun smiles...yes the SON that smiles on you daily

You are God's child

being of loyalty, favor and goodness

yes YOU! God in flesh that walks among men

His spirit, His chords

to sing, yes!... sing praises onto his name

you are, YES! you are chosen!

YOU...

you being of love in flesh appearing

always within despair shine sarcastic light

but light none the less

to a heart...

a heart that's mine, that could be yours

a friend that sticketh closer than a brother, a sister, a mother

you are... friend

Friend to me which i cannot replace

Friend to me whom i shall not misplace

Friend with an ear so dear

a heart that cares...

a heart that loves!

You are mine...

to have to grow old if you'd allow me to

if things were different i'd call you "boo"

or would I?

none the less you are the best

yes... you are that best friend

that i'd prefer to have till...

the end

When will your mind go...

Where does the mind go?

in concentric circles of egos that exist with the flavor of a destiny that's still

where does the mind go?

as bodies feed upon all that isn't and dreams of what can be

where does that mind go?

falling on stars as they fall to break wall of circumstances that try to make me what i'm not

the mind goes...

where none can follow! neither is it shallow to think that it goes where none has ever been

the mind goes...

to no past nor consults the points of direction, but only seeks connection to an upward reflection

the mind goes...

further than the eye can see, hand can touch, ear can hear, skin can bear!

flesh holds no sorrow, winds have no morrow when the mind goes thorough and tarries in

horizons and risen suns and still moons

as nothing changes and nothing circles! and nothing withers and nothing fades...

we're all outside!

we're all outside the box...

like we're all outside the skin!

the skin that bears no evil or no memory of what used to be

that held us back!

yes the backs that bore the stripes of whips and the brands of bands!

where does the mind go?

or rather how can the mind come?

come from the dull drum that beats

the drum that heats in this time that is mine to shine

how can the mind come?!

how can the mind come?!!

Come it has!

the time written in past, spoken in present and sent to future

the mind that is mine has risen to bear the fruit of ones gone before mine

the mind of the wisdom to overcome the dull drum that beats division

to see the future as bright as the day that i live in

to win in all that has been given

to come to bring the mind that's mine as yours!

where did the mind go...?

how did the mind go...?

why has the mind gone...?

it has left to come

went to breath

and is here again to say...

"when will your mind go?!"

Even Within

And even within the multitude of the saints a lost soul cries.

Baring a smile that lies to everyone

And everyone smiles, thinking "the Lord Bless you!

And Glory halleu!" but it’s not true! It never was!

How can I believe when my brother deceives me!

How can I receive when no one's there to relieve me?

How can I be blessed if I'm stressed with bureaucracy?

How could you be blessed if the leaders are not letting me?

We sit among you, waiting to shine just like you...

Waiting to be released in favor

Wanting to do what we're called to

But this is where flesh comes in

And because of the sin that so easily besets me

My gift is paused but the alter resets me

God and God alone gives me that life

But when I come to church my name's written with the lost in the book of strife

My people! Don’t get weary

This walk sometimes can be kinda scary

This is why you should hear the Lord’s call

And don’t allow your brother’s tongue to make you fall

Life could be hard, believe me I know!

But exposure is disclosure that’s my motto

You could come ask anytime, I’ve got scars to show

And now my life’s a living testimony

For others to grow

To my fellow leaders, my people never forget

We’re the younger generation, apart of this set

You were placed here to show us the way and be our stalwarts

Not to condemn us today and make us cowards

So my brethren! Hear my plea

He has blessed you with eyes so you can see

That the louder you talk in the groups et al

Is the more likely you make the younger fall

Even within the multitude of saints the lost soul cries

The lost soul cries with dried tears in their eyes

Look around you and you’ll know!

Just ask the holy spirit to guide you, and he’ll show…