Poems I've Written

A Man Possessed

I'm walking like a man possessed.....

a human being under God's breath

a mortal man who can afford no rest

or risk being the devil's biggest catch



I'm living like a man possessed......

working hard to repay my debt

a prisoner of life not under arrest

sometimes it's hard to recognize I am blessed

I'm a man whose secrets and talents are best kept

buried next to my heart inside my chest



I'm fighting like a man possessed.....

trying to stay in the boundaries of life's game

head in the clouds watching my dreams hang

sure God looks at us all the same

but to the world I am an unknown name



It's hard to stay in the right mindframe

when all you ever see is rain

living in pain and never seeing gain

and the only gain comes from seeing other's pain

never from the gain of seeing change



I can't sleep like a man possessed.....

a soul of unease and unrest

a soul whose eyes at best

could look stress in the eyes and make it depressed

a soul of not progress but regress

as if my blessings had taken a recess....

only if only my life could reset!



I'm screaming like a man possessed.....

it's like the world closed it's ears

I'm panicking, searching for someone who hears....

no one hears and all that's left

are misery and agony as my guests

and now I fear everything, everything except

the fear of leaving earth, the fear of death



and so I head back to my desk....

reach inside my drawer and grab my tech

load the chamber and point it to my head

but instead of pulling it I see my mother instead

sitting outside my window ledge



I walk to the ledge but all I see

is everything God created for me

he showed me that life has its fees

but ultimately the fee for life is free

God showed me I was created like he

he showed me what I'm destined to be

my life is hard but to what degree

I have to set an example for others to see



and so I write like a man possessed.....

until my ink pen is dry and nothing is left

until I run out of paper, run out of thoughts

until every last pen has run out of drops

I write for the living, write for the deceased

I write because writing keeps me on my feet

I will continue to write til I'm up to my neck

and so I write like a man possessed!!

Debt


what do I owe to the Lord

who gave me air to breathe

the one I call on everynight

bowing on my knees



the one who payed the ultimate price

just so someone like me could have life

who died at the cross at a terrible loss

I ask my Savior what is the cost



what do you give someone

who has given everything to you

and it's a shame that when your name gets brought up

people say Jesus who?



you did so much yet people hated you

I'm askin you now Lord what can I do

how can I make up the beatings you took

how can I make up not reading the holy book



the uneccessary agony and all the time wasted

too many mistakes, I wish I could just erase it

yet you forgave me of unforgiveable things

you not only gave me a vision, you gave me a dream



you gave me a smile, style, and ambition

you gave me a life's goal and gave me a mission

it seems like the least I could do in church is listen

it's sad sometimes I can't even give you my attention



but I won't stop Lord until my race is ran

until I see your face and the holes from the nails in your hands

until judgement day when I see you and your son

until I hear these fateful words

"my good and faithful servant well done"



I'm going to keep going until I reach the age

of knowledge and wisdom and I lay in the grave

I'm going to keep trying until I hear you say

you've done well my son, your debt is repayed

 
Women Food For Thought
 
 
if you think you're lacking intelligence try harder

beauty is great, but knowledge can get you farther

love yourself, let God do the molding

let your goals guide you and not the absence of clothing



don't be decieved by what a good guy is

don't even accept the gifts that a good guy gives

because once you think the log starts rolling

slowly you'll find he's a wolf in sheep's clothing



test the man that says he loves you

don't give in because he starts to bug you

no matter how much joy he may bring

remember you don't owe ANYONE ANYTHING



if you feel like you have nothing and your life is destitute

don't let your emotions get the best of you

sharpen your skills when you feel they are dull

remember the devil comes when you're most vulnerable



if you want something get it YOURSELF

don't live your life through someone else

control your life, don't let life control you

if you have to depend on someone else you'll ALWAYS lose



don't let physical characteristics hold you back

from loving someone whose always had your back

however it may not be physical at all

remember money is the biggest deciever of all



ideas of a perfect guy are a WASTE of time

a girl that spreads her legs to the world is a wasted mind

finding the perfect guy is a wasted life

in order to find love some qualities have to be sacrificed



don't confuse happiness with greed

happiness has NEVER been a physical thing

test a man's love through the test of time

remember happiness isn't material, it's a state of mind



don't make finding love a contest

loving someone is a timely process

don't believe everyone who says they care

make people PROVE they deserve to be there



if you don't respect you no one else will

but don't remove everyone who doesn't fit the bill

make the world think that it needs you

cuz if you don't think you the shit no one else will believe you

Woman

How beautiful it is to gaze upon a creature so elegant

To look into her eyes and see the entity of Eve herself

As the Creator hath made her

To have the ability to unclothe something so delicate

With nothing more than lust and vivid imagery

But to treat it as if it were too pure to corrupt!

How much more is it that men can treat her so poorly

Is she not made in the same image as ourselves

Was not a rib spared from a perfect being and given for her creation

Did not the Creator set her above all the things of land, air, and sea

Yet time has caused her tribulation to become our subordinate

How equally undeserving do I stand in her presence

As does a criminal dare present himself before a queen

As does an unrepented follower show himself in the temple

As do our Founding Fathers for creating every Man

And not every human being, equal in the wake of this great nation

I hope she is able to forgive me

For the wings of an angel I have never seen spread so far

To hale an animate object so exquisite and so true

To be so mistakenly human but possess the silhouette of a goddess

I will always cherish her

For as a wise man says I came in this world with nothing and so shall I leave

Does he not also say I came in this world by a woman

And so shall I depart

She is everything to me

The wind that drives the sea and makes sure my vessel will not be destroyed

The air I breathe once emerged from her womb

The blood running through the veins of a breed of gentleness and kindness

The very essence of my existence

She is holy, she is gorgeous, she is my significant other

Laugh

Often times my mind will graze

Amazed as I gaze out of my window

And display in my mind how hip hop is portrayed

Amongst the purple haze that I often set ablaze

I ask myself have things really gotten this bad…

Jeans no longer sag, shorts no longer plaid

And all I can do now is laugh

In a world of Middle East wars, record sales are poor

And Detox rumors tend to sore

I implore my brain to restrain any such thought

But to think of a way to better the bore

While remembering historic speech of four score…

This industry of rap decay

Artists being played with no or minimal pay

This I take in stride as many thoughts collide

And wonder if hip hop will ever die

Or if it already has…

And just laugh

And if it has let it be something unprecedented

As its demented killers take down its pillars

Let my insignia forever be cemented in the walk of fame

Amongst those that went and came

And stopped by greatness to make a name…

And not to spend my remainder on earth mad

But to realize the greatest gift I ever had

Even if all the others lag and sag in the rear

In the midst of success I will not bring myself to brag…

Because while we follow false idols with Louis Vuitton bags,

different colored rags and the economy in an upscale crash

I let my mind do the same, then laugh

To Gaze Upon A Flower

How beautiful it is

To walk the fields of God’s abundance

And gaze upon a flower

His breath brushing past

The innumerable floral

To where the mind disregards the hour

O to lie down amongst such life

To feel the transfer of energy and happiness

As my thoughts manipulate the sky

Tis more than I’m holding that begets the eye

If only man could possess its roots

We would all not live to wither and die

The scent of its being fills my nose

As to a child waiting for its food

To be full, satisfied, and never hunger

It pains me to see it age

So quickly into the wind does it wisp away

Its destination I often wonder

And as suddenly as it vanishes

To a point our senses cannot trace

Its absence in my mouth leaves a bitter taste

Bringing together passionate lovers

Sought after décor and a friend to Mother Nature

O flower beautiful flower, If only I could take your place