Month: January 2022

I called on my Lord to have mercy and find me
I am in desperation and I am all alone
My cries for help ignored
Carrying within me a treasure I have found

For this, I am protected by the Holy Spirit
Even from myself, I have tried many times
Not on purpose to test but out of pure weakness
Yet I am stronger than death

So sing a different tune to that
Sing a new song that rings true
To bring you to where you need to be
To fulfill everything to fruition

I am merely the weakest instrument of Christ
Surrendering to Him every day under His Cross
But I am so weak that I mistake Him for me
Yet do not take for granted the love He gives

How is this possible?
I surrendered my will to the Father long ago
That was all I had left to give
For love

I do not sugar coat my admonition
Everything to my own volition
Suffering intently
Ever so gently

I sift through the notions of grandeur
Everything is against the poor
Imagine yourself in my position
Where every turn is a mission

My poetry is like a running commentary
On the matters of love and absolution
Ready to embark on creativity
To bring solutions to the problems

But you do not believe in subjugation to love
What else is there in this evil world
That will bring the world to its knees?
God knows we need humility

My love for you grows every day
So much I really want to say
But we have taken a separate path
And the path I took leads to wrath

Kindled the kindness to love
Healed the brokenhearted by the Dove
Washed clean my transgressions
By way of my confessions

But what constitutes as sin
Affects us under our skin
But you normalize under the power of law
The right to sin, I saw

The wrath that comes
To the beat of some drums
Comes because of the lack of love
Amidst those who say they love the Dove

Truth is I miss you and painfully inscribe
On my heart these words to transcribe
My joy over reaching you when I did
No regrets but now I am forbid

I write what I write because I am love
Poured out for you and for all
Thought my disguise was good
Living among you as though I was dead

Treated as such I embark on a journey
One of love and self discovery
Teaching one of many the ways of living
Is not without a fair share of loving

My ways are not your ways
Looked down upon by your gaze
I lowered myself intentionally
To prove your affection for me

Been trying to tell you
About something special
About something remarkable
About something curious
About you and your love
Here I am, I say, I cry, I weep
Here, it is you I seek
Will you even leap?
For it is love you will reap

I heard your voice again today
Disembodied and distant
Wrought with your own hope
Ability to traverse the world in seconds

What you have got you take for granted
Not knowing your true purpose
Flights of fancy are taking over
Idioms are missing their mark

So I stir the pot so to speak
Hoping for some sort of recognition
Not losing anything in transition
To building a life with the loves I love

But the love in my heart is for all
My intimacy with them is my business
Their rejection of me is obvious
Hardened hearts are conglomerating

But amidst this suffering there is always hope
Listing to the Holy Spirit speak, I spoke
What you heard, have you now awoke?
I rest my case with every inkling to show

Nobody wants to be hated
But the world turns around and hates anyway
Do not hate those who are good by nature
But forgive those who are by nature bad
Love them more than yourself

The innocent get caught in the crossfire
I want no part of your war
Your war has three sides
You against each other
And the innocent by your circumstance

I know what I mean when I say
Tear down everything to the foundations even
But you will not overcome that Cornerstone
That stumbling block to the ways of the world
The Cornerstone will never die and neither will I

Been searching long and hard
For hearts all torn and scarred
Made a special offering at what was found
But did not make any sound

Immersed in the depth of silence
Breathing in a cloud of incense
I let go of myself completely to the Lord
There was no to and fro with a sword

Upon seeing me in a lowly fashion
He lifted me up into His passion
Guiding my every move I live
Including my tongue to forgive

I am here to put the Fear of the Lord in you
Watching everything and all you do
Letting the Spirit log everything
As I am witness even to you sing