Our world

This world!....this world...

this world owes you nothing but trouble and the blues!
messed up moods, tangled with flint shaped faces, and promised dissatisfaction

This world!...this world....

this world brings you pain & shame, hunger and misery!
all of the things that make you, me!
to be alive, and not to be free...in this world...this world...

This life!..this life...
this life, is filled with ups and downs, ins and outs...
don't expect to wait to get served, walk to be right!
you've got to fight, for every dream had, in your childish, starless nights

For this life...in this life...
you've got to get down, dig in, and shine!
cause even the blind have made leaps and bounds with their handicap
what makes you different!?
sitting on momma's lap, sucking on dried breast!
moaning & screaming, still having her clean your mess!?
My brother, my sista! it's time to rise!

Cause this life...this life!
you've to to kill or be killed, get or get nothing at all, wake up or get trampled!
Cause nothing comes easy! NOTHING!
Nothing comes on a platter...and if it does you should make that a matter of prayer!
cause i can assure you, for long...it's not gonna be there, it will be shared, and even taken away!
For some people may say, you don't deserve this!...GET AWAY!

So what you gonna do!
Are you gonna be swept away, in your sailing day, thinking "i can't today! but tomorrow i'll try!"

Tomorrow! Tomorrow!...
Tomorrow is promised to no one, tomorrow, is the darkest of any midnight...
Tomorrow, can only be had, and you may even be glad, by tomorrow, because of TODAY!

Your sweat, of which you can pay!
Your voice that can be heard miles & miles away!
The nations that can be had, with the flick of a wrist, the wink of an eye, and a hand shake of confidence.

Heights of great men, reached and kept were not attained by...
crying to your momma!
mopping on the street corner!
or thinking that you've got the most baby momma drama...or by
choking on your seed!
puffing on your weed!
or looking at the chick next door, wondering "i wonder how she breathes at night!?"

You see, for this world, in this life...
we've got to jump fear, and get there...
yea...there!...
the place were we all belong as a people, as a nation, as a world...
that place called unity!
cause in you! and me!...there is that free we all dream about...

that joy inside, so we can all scream and shout!
cause even though this world have had the despaired and the sad!
There's coming a day, that we all can say!
Hallelujah! PRAISE GOD! for today!....today is a new day!!

Social Media and the Church

Jesus’ mandate to his disciples was simple: “Go into all the world and preach the Good News to everyone.” – Mark 16:15. At that time that seemed to be a herculean task for the disciples, but the mandate was much more fulfilling than any challenge posed to them. In this new era, the world is now virtually accessible and one does not have to “go” into all the world, but rather one can now “Google, tweet, post, like and share” all the world.

The 21^st Century has created various opportunities through the advent of social media.   More so, any believer in Christ’s kingdom can now easily fulfill this mandate to spread the Good News wherever we may be.  Access to Social media is now as common as universal primary education.  Everyone is either directly or indirectly influenced and informed by it, so doesn’t this make the mandate become easier for His disciples?

The church now has a major opportunity to not only meet its members and friends that are associated with their fellowship, but to now capitalize on these opportunities presented by the advent of social media by reaching the masses beyond their borders.

Tweets, posts, blogs, shares, links and likes are the new hot words due to the social media era. The gospel, by definition, is the teaching of the life of Jesus Christ and with  these social media platforms; Facebook, Twitter, Google + to name a few, they have all made it quite easy to now consume and create multimedia content that can teach the masses of Jesus. The world has successfully used these platforms to constantly inform their subscribers of the latest news, the hottest gossip and the most current update for the next best application in the market, but what about the church? More so, what about the Caribbean church? What is the Caribbean church doing with these amazing and influential sites that seem to have the attention of the majority of its population which are the youth?

With a more local focus, Churches in Guyana have been grappling with this opportunity. Fundamentally, they’ve tried to use these platforms exactly the way the North American, Asian and European territories have done it, forgetting that we don’t have to use their method wholesale, but we can tweak it to suit our congregations. Along with tweaking, we also have to effectively communicate with the congregation using our own language that is unique and attractive that would automatically appeal to our masses.

The art of social media is attractiveness in text, visuals and sound. The church now has to form messages from the Word of God that will be impactful yet simple enough to fulfill Jesus’ mandate. The next step after conceptualizing these messages is dissemination – which is already catered for by these social media platforms – but this can only be reached if the members play an active role at the dissemination stage. This should be easy, seeing that we’re all mandated by the same Jesus to “Go into all the world and teach…” or is it?

The effective utilization of our networks as members – through the advent of social media - can expedite this God-given mandate. The “Church” – which is not the building we congregate in on Sundays, but rather “we” as individuals are the church – should rethink and reconsider our ways in reaching the masses.  It is the belief of many that the Senior Pastor and its board members– have to come up with these plans and strategies to fulfill its God given mandate. If we’re to continue with this attitude, each of us would single handedly obstruct the realization of every soul coming to hear of the Lord Jesus Christ. “I’ve come not to condemn you”, but to encourage you as believers in the Kingdom of God to remember the mandate and to use these same social media platforms that we use on a daily basis to spread the Good News of Jesus Christ. 

Titles

These titles humble me still
For I'm no giant
The road is long ahead
But I've taken a glance behind me
Only to see where I've come from
From there to this day I've grown!

These titles humble me still
Recognition is not easy
Its testimony to the fact that
I've worked willingly
And the responsibilities grow like I've grown
To stay servant to you my people I thank you!
While these titles humble me still

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Into thine hands

Into thine hands I commit...
My heart, through a heart that's yours already
To know that it has been found and recommitted
To sturdy hands that can care

I commit me into thine hands
Through a mouth that claims your truth
For the fruit of this gift is not ready to bare
In nor out of season or reason within a crying temple

To your hands I command another
Sent with a strict truth to stay
Stay true to spirit and spirit alone
Take charge angels, you must

Take hold of all that I am
And all I ever will be
I permit thee
For now and forever

Into your hands I commit thee
Forever and always
This will be
A thumping prayer

A prayer that will never sleep
A prayer that will never cease
For I am with thee
into your hands I commit thee

Write the right

There was a slash!
Eyesight blurry
The gash was across my chest
My hands all bloody

As knees grew weak
So did the world I stood in
Fading with the fall
All collapsed

With that slash
Egged the heat of battle
Lying there alone
The clashes swords were all in my head

My mind manifested a deep cut
That sword flung towards my flesh
Registered with such depth
Bleeding me quickly

"I see you holding a pen
And as you use that pen
I see you healing
I see you writing the right of your being"

"Writing the right of my being?!"
I played that like a mantra
Marching towards my minds' war
Avenging my lifeless, lonely body in the dust

All armed with pens
All edged to fierceness
This ground was holy
The purge aged ready

They plunged each point of their pens
Struck within the belly of the beast
Mauled each marching minion
Murdered each mindless mole

My pen avenged my mind
Released my righteousness
Replaced my resentment
With a cloak of wisdom

They won the battle
And the war
In light of a genocide
A fight for peace was won

I coughed blood as my eyes made sense of strength
Hands stained by a war I thought into being
I didn't lay in the dust anymore
I was on a blank page, with a pen in my hand
Ready to write the right of my being

Prayed today

I prayed today!
Prayed the world will understand
"We cant always get what we want
But we'd always get what we need"

I prayed today!
Prayed that I'd understand
The still, small voice that speaks
In a great big multitasking world

I prayed today!
Prayed that they prayed for your mercy
And wealth of understanding
To withstand the utterances of the enemy

I prayed today!
Prayed that I'd come to know
Know more of what your kingdom can bring
So I can serve it

I prayed today!
Prayed for you, especially
That you'd see the spirit of things
And not listen to anything else that speaks

I prayed today!
For the peace of nations
And the peace of man
And the peace of self

I prayed today!
I prayed today!
That i'd pray everyday
Without stopping

Peace is needed

Peace is needed!
as the search for the whole began
Parts of the systems quaked

A stretch of tar lined the path
Within all those crumbs were now hidden
No guide towards home

This grew unfamiliar
And as the caged bird sings
Feathers blew awkwardly in the wind

Even the sky turned gray
While the tar held true
Hardening hopes of a home so far

The caged bird sang
Not for a beautiful day
But to be a part of any

Peace is needed!
And as the search milled on
The way got crowded

Experience was sceptre in hand
"One eye man was king in blind eye country"
Like sheep aligned, a mob like trail

East bound journey towards Mecca
Blistered feet fed pain
The sun is unkind even in gray skies

A melody to quell the inside
And as the caged bird sings
That birds fixation is guide to focus

The night grows cold
A passing wind finds a wanderer wanting
"Where is home?"

The dark envelopes
A flame alight
Just light and senses now

But peace is needed!
As the dark is never quiet
Neither is the midday

Seek the soul in hilly places
Risk a body to get there
Silence the mind to find it
Right where peace will be

Invictus - cover by Ruqayyah Boyer, Cinematography by: Yaphet Jackman

Speak (Title Piece)

Soul lovers

Hours would pass because hours never mattered
Time was no boundary for we are timeless and still free
You said we made a contract with God to be
And now we reside in time to see what that bond was made of

Just like old times
We knew we knew forever
We clicked, because we ticked within the time of this world
Our bodies never mattered,  it was our souls that twirled

Consumed like before
This realm has never seen such a connection
Such A vibration that causes chain reactions in the galaxies
But Why did we choose this plane?

Our spirits were colourless
But somehow we shaded them with this tattered flesh
Impure dust that was functional to span this vile earth
Why here? Why now?

What was our significance within this crust?
Wasn't our love celestial enough?
Did we have to throw us to the test of time?
Did we have to relearn who we are in this mortal form?

And now we abide at bay
Sipping our due wine from separate glasses
Thinking about that clause
That clause, for a pause in this contract we made

Searching our minds for the answers...
Maybe thats the answer in itself
Knowing the weakness of this form, we try!
Tried to test a boundless love in weakened fickle flesh

Swore to harness the fire we make within a million suns
Pledged to steady quivering lips and leaping hearts
We knew how we'd feel when we met
We knew we'd reform this earth and all that abide within

But the 3rd party beckconed
I wish that others choose their own destiny
Our love could change that free will on this plane
And so we vowed again

We'd talk
We'd kiss
We'd reminisce
On the times our souls have shared
But baby... we're too dunamis
I'll guess I'll see you next life time

33/3

I deem you worthy!
Open validation was never my forte
But I scribe these words in your honor

We took it higher!
And maybe what I saw that day was right
But I think now neither of us would've evolved

It was permissive will
Something that's "ok" but not the best
We didn't settle for less!
We always yearned for more from us

But at our different levels that meant something else
You added up, believe me you did
But how could I count more if you weren't you yet?
I knew I saw your future, but now I know its was my reflection

You were me!
The unready, steady logic seeker
Who would guess and guess again until the very end was clear
The clear vision of how still I was in time before I drew strength

I was...
That sage...
That timeless spirit that found you for that time
And for that time only that you needed me
nothing more, nothing less

We clinged!
And from this plane, it was natural to see
Cause im that sage, and you're that page
From my first version of "3"

Don't get it twisted
I set out to tell you of your beauty
Of your grace and your royalty
But babe can't you see
What we thought was not to be

We stopped adding up
Cause I stopped adding up to where true love is
Shot past my purpose and got in the redesign
I read the signs, when they should've been read to me
I pulled a page from my history
November 29, 03'

At that time, you were that sage
And I was you!
You told me how much I'd be, but I never believed
Never conceived I'd see the day the script would flip
Karma surely is a cold heartless bitch

A ruthless mistress all the same
Taking hearts to play games
While saying it's a truce

The stain is pain
But hearts have gained wisdom in stormy minds
The most beautiful things are born outside the twine...
Of peace

And so the role was played again
Me the rooster, you the hen
And then the thread broke

I must be leaving
You not believing
I should be gone
You think im wrong
But who knows...

Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks
But if the heart feeds on you, its you it'll surely seek
Pressed down, shaken together and running...
Over with time, over this time, over and... why? (Sigh)

It wasn't meant to be this way
You had to go, I needed to stay
Stay to learn this lesson again
So this script can come to an end

And now you'll see
That in as much I needed to crash and burn
The "I" was always me
while "I" was always "you"
And "you" was always "me"
So the "I" was really "we"

"We" crashed!
and we're burning!
For God alone to see
That we were a reflection of one another
Version "33/3"

Those words are "hers"

This is an entry!
For it must be said for my sanity

I've heard this all before
Same script, different cast!
Forgive me for sounding crass, but I am!

Like an age old mantra
It sung to me
"There's something about you..."
I never knew and neither did they
Until one day someone called it a "gift"

That thought drift some ways from my mind
But I kept it!
I didn't trip, thinking on those words
"A Gift, a gift, a gift?"
This made me stiff

In all the wrong places
Took a nose dive in the bee hive
I was thriving!
Story of my life was
"Why you not jiving?"

"Look upon these seas of hunny bees
Where is your sting?!
Ain't nothing but a chickennnnn..."

Head all boiled
Snake uncoiled
It was time to sink in

And that's where it had to begin
The script repeats itself
Metamorphosis in true physics
The soul never grew old

"There's something about you!"
Oh how I knew that number
Ready to tango, but with a whole lot less
Now under the stress of knowing the end

"It's not me ya see...
I'm just the precursor
But right here! right now!
You know that you're closer!"

"Cause i'm that test
I'm not that sign
I'm that detour
Cause your love is blind and so am I!"

"I'm not ready to go steady
Cause, there's something about you that's not me!
I can say that now, cause I've played that... how?"

"I can't remember when I fell in
Hell in
The dwelling of this "gift" that made me stiff
And I couldn't understand why I wanted to be a better man"

And so I told you!
And I'd breathe
And you agreed! That I'd succeed

But then you made a step
Just like my history creep
Back into my face again
To say you'll stay until the end

And there and then I run again
Counting to the top of 10
Because I never claimed you!
"But there's something abouttttt..."

You don't even say the words
Because your words... are just...like hers!
And hers and hers !
Not mine but yours!
Your words...are just... like hers...
and hers...!

Don't sink me when I dip
I've stayed true to a beating heart
And when it lies I trip!

I am made of love
And this is true
I've never lied to you
But but my heart has

it wants to love you
Because i've never loved it
Like a wagging dog
I told it "SIT!...
I'm not playing with you!"

And so it roamed
Barking all around trying to find a new home
Cause home was not where my heart was!

Love is not blind
And cannot take over your mind
But love is free!
Free to love who it loves...unconditionally
"In spirit and in truth!"

In spirit and in truth?
Yes the root cause of this equation
The reason for this dilation in my eyes
When I can hold you
And say to you
"I LOVE YOU!"
And you'll know its true

For those words will be mine
Not yours!
In spirit and in truth!
In spirit and in truth!
In spirit...and in truth!

And this spirit has found its heart
Learning to love, learning to trust again
Cause the tail stopped wagging
And the master is warm again

Never will he hear again
"There's something about you!"
And not know its truth
Until the spirit gives you utterance
To says the words that's not "hers"
Or hers...or hers!

Come now, heart

Come now heart
Tell me a story
Remember what you said

Remember what you said about
Staying with me forever
About being my sun and my sky
As we basked in playful moments
We thought would never die

Remember you held me
And told me that you cared
That the beat we felt together
Was our sync that none would share

Come now heart...
Tell me a story
Remember what you said

Remember we held hands in the sight the sky
Stared deeply at our souls and swore we'd never lie
Stayed true to our words and tied our signs
There was nothing that could separate us
We were the essences of each others tongues

Come now heart...
Tell me a story
Remember what you said

Remember where we sat and planned
Where we reached with our minds
Mine was yours and yours was mine
We were inseparable

And even when I strayed...you stayed
Seeking a vile direction, you paid attention
It's where I needed you most, you came up short
your eyes contort my actions
Now there's no satisfaction

Come now... heart...
Tell me a story...
Begin with the truth

The past has no lasting memory
The bliss has gone up yonder and now I'm here
Alone...
Staring you in the face

Tell me! How have I reached this place?
Tell me! Why are the stains so deep?
Tell me!... How did we get here?!

Oh my heart...
You once bled for me
You once shed this led for me
Why Now do you retrieve?

You hatched to conceive this treachery
To recall this misery we never knew
To tend and mind this whirlwind we dared to brew
And now... this... just... kills me!

But remember...
"Never"
That's what you said to me!
"Never would I hurt thee!"
...So who am I?

Come!...now?!...heart...
Don't grow wary
I'm not scary
I'm just afraid

You've left me here
Alone and timid
Because I've never lived without you
What should I do?

Come...now...
heart...?

No sense of identity

She said: "I don't like dem drums!
I don't like that sound
make it something else!"

something that's a part of her
She painted in another color.
Sold to her as just a piece of bad history
Or probably just something to admire!

That sound that's alive in her
where one can never escape
but as she denies
I hear my ancestors cry and ball from a swollen face!
"another one fall from grace!"
when she threw her crown that is rightfully hers to the ground

into the hands they were ripped from
for her freedom
but she don't like dem drums!
She don't like dem drums!

What could it have been?!
Charcoal woman thinking her skin is sin
Trying all kinda thing to feel like
"Yes! I winning! I fit in!
Trading her value for a "lighter" melanin

They selling you a fad, For all you had
Cause Ya done lost it already
Ya honor
Ya dignity
Ya pride

But the story, is not just fuh she
Let's talk about the wanna bes
the Weezies, the rockafellas, and the MMG's

The niggas that would make niggas loose their mind
The ones that lost their souls even before time
How could dis be right
The culture of a jail cell hit the lime light

I doan understand it all
We pullin everything from dem
And den we wondering, is wha happenin
De children dem culture
Suffering poliomyelitis

Public ministers calling this a crisis
But what is this really
How can your blackness make you wary
Isnt this scary?!

A color I've never seen fade
Always beaming strong
And yes I brag
It tek a real long time fuh dis black skin to sag

I find this funny
All this marvex and symba
As opportunities to make dolla
High tops and colored boxers
To mek man hip

Doan mind "is summa time"
In a seasonless country
When big truck and Kelly gon piss pun all a we

But wait!
Is why I talking trini
Cause I wanted to feel like a Guyanese
that loss they identity

Broken vessel

We reside in the danger of broken vessels.
Where each looks upon the other
longing for the understanding and comfort of the other
In full view of their brokeness.

Who gets more sympathy?
who heals before the other?
That doesn't matter!
We both bare pain, we both bare pain!

And as we reach out to touch the other
the feeling is pure
but the memory of that touch on that spot offends.

"you caused me pain!"
this must drive you insane
...So will their be understanding?
In full view of brokeness,
There is an unspoken truth.

"i wish you no harm!"
but the memory of that touch sure doesn't feel that way...
The memory of that offence
When fingers glide across scales of scars

Will we ever forget?
This flesh will allow no further harm
There's no more room for new scabs
So are we to build on old sores?

Jaded emotions that harbor many a moment
None with your name, but all just the same
Jaded! Shattered and dismayed
Asking questions of a new page

We reside in the danger of broken vessels
But must we stay there?
Life seeker in the walls of a sharded climb
Each cut deters but is paved to our wholeness

We may reside and die not knowing
Not knowing the scent of new love
Not knowing how close we were
Not knowing how much we meant

Who's going to heal?
Why must we reside in this jaded memory?
Vessel...you choose
Which route must be used.

In awe

Nothing wanted to go wrong for everything was...
Right... at the time when the moon peaked...
I...peeked above my glasses at the right time...
To greet you the way you wanted me to...

So close to you I felt my heart beat...in my hands
in my hands... that's where you were?
This time...Beating to the same rhythm
Like the one that synced our minds

We Walked the walk
We talked the talk till we sat and dined
To a huge helping of one
and the other!

Thine be the glory of a deep love story
Ontop of social constructs and surely
Between searching questions, that were mandatory

Anxiety at its best!
Through strong stares and willfull articulation
There was a notion that begged the question
"Why won't you kiss me already?!"

But kissed we have!
I've kissed the mind of a kindren soul
That soothing resonance that makes me...
...hold... my...breath

when our eyes met...
Like poetry
You embodied me

Soulful yet helpless in a stare so deep
How can one stand on a hill so steep?
A downward slide to this golden creek
Where soliloquy and imagery finally meet

Broad strokes, turn narrow
While joy takes sorrow
You drink, I swallow
The wine I'd follow just to have a glass

The class with which you turn a pen without a page
You engage my every sense, you've reached the inner stage
to see a winery of untamed pleasantries

We've shared such fond memories in just our meeting
What if it were 10...or 20...or Zen!
But there I go again
Riding the raise of your brow
In a fixed stare to guide a returned glare to your lips

The sweetest words unsaid
Everything is happening in my head
Or is it yours?

I feel it ours...
As hours pass with no stopping
No stopping to take a breath from these unsaid words
Right now I'm...breathless

I "sigh" in my need to breathe
Wishing never to say goodbye
To stay in that air that's mine
That's yours... for hours and hours
Until I can't breathe again...
I swear it true...
I'm in awe of you!

I'm here...now

My son!
I know what you must be feeling that this moment
Life has not been kind to you, and for this I'm sorry

"Sorry!" - a word often misused, with no real meaning behind it
"Sorry" - this word cannot be used to erase your pain
This word cannot distinguish the anguish you harbor
The many empty days it filled
The cold nights it held your hand and burnt you to sleep
This anger that has become your friend
I'm sorry I let it consume you

Yes I am angry

 Angry at you

Angry at the world

Angry at dads

Angry at the father I never had

My anger consumes me and makes me sad

Makes me mad!

MAKES ME WANNA GRAB

EVERY DAD!

AND FILL THAT VOID

THAT I CANT  AVOID

DAMN YOU DADDY

DAMN YOU!

If I could start it all over again, I would take it all back!
This does sound cliche
A page of faceless words
On a random day
Delivered to a nomad's address on the streets of dispear

"Why didn't he say them himself?"
"Why didn't he find me before?"
"Why didn't he stay?"
"Did he ever love me?"

I want you to know, I know these questions reside.
These questions, all of which I'll answer in time, but FIRST
Will you allow me to say I'm sorry and would you believe me?
To find the courage to face a boy, now a man!
Hardened by life's lessons without me
To ask him to accept me... back?

DADDY I WANT TO FOR GIVE

BUT ONLY IF YOU HAD GIVE……N

ME SOME OF YOUR TIME

INCULCATED VALUES AND TRANSFORMED MY MIND

IT’S ME YOUR SON

AM I SO DISCOURAGING TO LOOK UPON?

THE PAIN YOU CAUSED IT’S NO FUN

I WALKED I PACED I RAN

TO FIND YOU, BUT I FOUND THE GUN

I FOUND THE BOTTLE

I FOUND THE NEEDLE 

I FOUND THE PRISON CELL

I FOUND DIS SMELL

I FOUND HELL!!

BUT I GUESS I CANT LIVE

IF I CHOOSE NOT TO FORGIVE

BUT I GUESS I CANT LIVE IF I CHOOSE NOT TO FORGIVE(SLOWLY)

I know it will be hard, and i want to do my part.
To help you start again, "like me"
To give you love where you've had hate

to give you joy where you've had pain

For us to mend and be Father and son again!

Allow me to work from scratch!

to slave to gain your trust

because I've left you when you needed me most

here i am! as your prodigal Father

Forgive me my Son! Please!! 

I forgive you Daddy….(slowly)….

Written by KingLeonidas and Mark luke Edwards

True season

Spoken in true season
The soul silently cried its tears
Dropped on the ears and hands of unfamiliar men
Coaxing words that lingered through the ages

Spoken in true season
Dwindling life in the throes of turmoil
Mine fields scatter as mind feels
Mind feels responsible for all hindrances

Spoken in true season
A restless soul finds peace
In what was first words of life
Are now life in words

Spoken in true season
Denouncements were favoured
Disgusting words to hear oneself utter
Though each syllable made sight clearer

Spoken in true season
A son stumbles in the SON
Clarion call in a chorus of voices
Called and now used to call more to bare

Spoken in true season
Serverance and death looms
Birthing new life and new seasons
Pain must be felt to redeem purpose

Spoken in true season
Shackles fall all around
New realisation of hinderances abound
The spirit fights to live all the way

Spoken in true season
Flesh dies again
Familiar feelings tried again
Lessons taught and tests arise

Spoken in true season
Prophecy hands the task
This season will not last
"Your latter shall be greater than your past"

Spoken in true season
The beginning will not be easy
Strength has been provided
The spirits wisdom will see you succeed

Spoken in true season
These lessons were your reason
Called for such a time as this
This is the life you're born to live

Speak in your season
For this is the reason
You've stayed alive to give

So shall it be

So shall it be

The blatant misunderstanding of words meant well

The actions of swaying love trying to grasp its root

Vehemently swinging for stability

Hold my hand… please understand

 

So shall it be

The shrewdly made up mind sparked to react

Upon sentences and bare tones you start to attack

Even plainly though brutish the wish is made

That you’d pick the meaning and not the way it’s phrased

 

So shall it be

Seen on the clearest of days

There’s nothing can be done, much to my dismay

I’ve said it once, I’ve said it twice, I’ve said time again

You’ve driven me to anger; I’ll make love to my pen.

Beautiful feet

the message was clear
"go ye into all the world and teach"
by this mean this message will reach the ear that heeded
but i reseeded

thought there were enough that could meet
in the street
in a seat or a corridor

called men that can ensue
follow through
serve me and you congregated in this pew
...show no retreat for these beautiful feet

you've changed your position
questioned your mission as the "perp"
now none can wear your number

you're the missing one for that zero
the wondering hero
the blinded son
your soul count is still none
...show no retreat for these beautiful feet

where's that fire you possessed
those words shut up in your bones
past daily receiver of those holy ghost tones
now where are you?

Grooping In the dark
Baring your soul...stark...
Naked in the arms of false love
Temporarily...blashpeming
...show no retreat for these beautiful feet

No longer can you run
Growing tired as the script gets repetitive
Circling the grove you now see you're under
We know you hate this weight

They've come 7 times stronger
Curiousity leads the march
This must be real, the mind draws the heat
...show no retreat for these beautiful feet

Laid on the backside of the earth
Gained no part of the world
Laying there soulless
Try escape in wonder

Only to stare faith in the face
The great escape is over
Learn, live, live, learn -word stoner
Show no retreat for these beautiful feet

Spark

These words may come as a surprise
or rather reassurance for what you ignore to feel inside
the thoughts that seep inside your mind
those words that wish to sooth you

the kind that doesn't say "i thought about you"
but the one that hides to say "i think about you still"
the words that shows no face
but longs to smile with you
in fear it skirms day by day to feel normal and subject

the thoughts that flow fluidly
and can never stop
but will always hide in the shadow of a day

to distract itself from everything that's you
for every normal reason
to hide itself in what was or what probably still is
in a parallel world

this time should not have been this way
when eternity stopped for but a second
to indulge a longer moment that became a lifetime
in the arms of another

poetry fits so well as our guise
look at what she's done to us
beautiful strangers in the day
as we lay together in the nights sky

all this to allow myself to say i miss you
all this to allow myself to say at this moment i do care
just to quickly feel that spark i knew
that spark i knew was you

Time will tell the tale

Time will tell the tale

Of seeds that became trees without being planted

Of unplanned days that held the dawn of the sleeping eye

Of the babe that weaned on strange breasts that ought to have died

Time will tell the tale

Of ships that sailed off course to journey to its destiny

Of lovers that have never met but knows one another's name

Of hearts that've reached their capacity but had the audacity to keep it wanting

Time will tell the tale

Of false moments that have tainted forever

Of deep scars that signed a long history

Of forgotten scents smelt and remembered to stretch a reluctant smile

Time will tell the tale

When there is no time left to tell it

When signs are all that's left

When memories are all that's right

And tales of time is all that ends

Pain to Pleasure

Pain to pleasure

The fusion of feelings that fuel confusion constantly

There's no middle ground

There's no left right to cling to in this misery

A flustered faith in state of seizure

Wild convulsions within a pillar

A totem pole of considerations multiplied by the stars

Freedom speaks behind grills and bars

Pain to pleasure

The likely uncertainty that's destined

A maddening place that cools

An oxymoron in motion

There can be no end, nor any beginning

This grows among thorns and cannot live without them

Pierced petals are pretty and perfect

Twisted torsos stem the tide of life

To feed this lust to live, though living in turmoil

A burst of calm in anxiety

Pain to pleasure

They call this poetry

Live horror in frugal words

Mayhem in verse

A flowing harmony

No middle ground still to be found

Even in paining eyes and pleasured fears

while quaking hands stem steady sorrow

This will make no sense

Yet the mind is clear of what it feels

The inevitability of this sense is not man made

But man made is the inevitability of the sense once angered

No bones will be broken

While all will be broken

Within this doubting message

All is sure

Where pain is to pleasure

The sea that spoke to me

Breath gave life to words

As that breath escaped me

Sailed with the wind to rest upon a still sea

That sea that spoke to me

A sea that sailors wished to sail

To course the wind to find their trail

They passed on shores and walked the tide

Seeking entrance for that ride

This sea, this sea that spoke to me

If life were only fair

This sea would see the best of me

If only it were near

Breath gave life to words

As that breath escaped me

Sailed with the wind to rest upon a still sea

That sea that spoke to me

We wondered why the grass was green

And why the wind was never seen

We wondered why we screamed and shout

And why the blood ran from our mouth

The wind was never crystal clear

That's why its there for all to hear

The grass that's green can cast a doubt

Try ridding science of whitened clout

Breath gave life to words

As that breath escaped me

Sailed with the wind to rest upon a still sea

That sea that spoke to me

He clasped his hands and said a prayer

His rattled thoughts spewed hopeless fear

His knuckles white and eyes shut tight 

He wished she didn't come that night

They played a game the dead of night

The room too bright, took off the light

And now they layed their his thoughts blue

A few days after "boy is that true?"

Breath gave life to words

As that breath escaped me

Sailed with the wind to rest upon a still sea

That sea that spoke to me

King's Sacrifice

Starting was never easy!

Staring down the barrel of sudden dismay

It meant the mind grew lazy

It has come to this place

Where kings stand servant and peasants wear gold

The time is now "my sweet"

The alter is nigh

The first cut is the deepest they say

But not as deep as this

This death is bliss

the sky comes clamoring grey

Like dancing shadows in a light less space

It is a dark time my love

But not as dark as this night

No other shall hold this shade of coal

This ash of ego, this soot of "minds"

Each night that proceeds this

Will compare with midday

The sun will compete to stay a fire

As the father beholds this time in eternity

The sun shall seek shade

The fight will be no more

This is not the end but truly a beautiful beginning in doves eyes

In loves eyes...

Within you seek no rest

A fire consumes yet preserves tactile limbs

An ever blazing fire of... blue

Skies that kiss the mourning

As sorrow say hello to goodbyes bade by

Singing crows...yes! Singing crows

For here lies a feast

Here lays the dead of days

The spark of sorrows

Here lies lay and here lays days

Of a kings' sacrifice for honor