Moving on

Joureny Renewed

The Path

The Unspoken Lesson

My father was hardly part of my life for drugs and addiction enslaved him,

and before long cancer became his freedom song.

when the song came to an end,

he was finally laid to rest,

and my journey without a father began.

life became my teacher,

and circumstances my test subjects.

but as the years progressed life became too hard.

the struggle,

the pain,

and the grief of losing not only my mother,

but now my father too;

it became too much to bear.

before I can throw in the towel and give up,

God intervened.

He did away with the old me,

and gave me a fresh start.

He became my instructor,

the bible my curriculum,

His unfailing love my major,

and prayers were my study sessions.

what God has done thus far life's lessons could not even fathom the possibilities,

and w...

I Humbly Request

Upon my knees I open my inner my soul I eyes,

The depths of soul I seek and find endless comfort,

And as the light of enlightenment shines bright my heart becomes captivated

As peace and tranquility surrounds me.

I humbly request are the words I announce,

Thrust upon me trials and tribulations,

To grow in faith and strengthen my resolve,

My fear dissolves as long as I continue to evolve;

Hear my inner voice while I sign my resignation to rid myself of woes;

I rise from  one struggle to face yet another,

But alone I say not so for I stand alongside my brethren.

Thine enemies cannot wait to attack,

For they lurk around each darkened corner wating to ambush me,

Their plans are thwarted due to the injustice they try to hide within.

I humbly request are the words I announce,

Defeated I say it is false for here I am,

Never the one to back down I am ground...

A Rainy Day

the sky cries but makes no sorrowful sound,

Lightining and thunder clashes in the distant horizon.

Outside I stand,

Allowing the raindrops to constantly hit my face;

Listening to the battle up above as the sound reminds my soul of a beautiful song.

I have fought for so long I visualize the blood from my sins are slowly washed away,

The daggers of hatred veered towards myself its clang becomes hollow.

Wounds heal as time wills its progression,

I close my eyes and say thank you.

Wash away my impurities for I am not perfect,

cleanse me of everything that taints this soul

And shine upon me new hope.

Who am I to question my future?

Who am I to regret the past?

Drenched is my body, but the soul is still dry,

Soaked are my clothes, but illness does not affect me.

My eyes welcome the tears shed by the angels for I take in your pain,

Do not cry as most of...

I Rebuke You

I rebuke you.

Ambitionz (for Aspirations Contest)

These are my Ambitionz;

To turn the non-believer within me into a believer,

That I will not let the color of my skin, naysayers, critics,

Those who judge me based on what they see in me,

or my past dictate how my future will turn out,

As the past is destined for learning just as the present

is meant to live as the future is a hope to gain if God wills it.

What is my future but a preordanied plan by God?

A future that already has a face as it waits for my embrace.

So who are you to tell me what lies in my future?

Who am I to try to squander what is already present?

Goal oriented and ambitiouz I will meet any challenge head on

And expect no hand outs from anyone for I am strong!

These are my ambitionz;

To love her more than the stars themselves.

To show her a world brought forth from a fantasy,

A love so pure that God Himself admires.

Moving on

Who are you to detest me?

Here I Stand

Here I stand

For all to bear witness,

A broken man I am stripped naked.

In my nakedness I have nothing to hide,

From my mother's womb I was born

And Mother Earth I shall return;

In all my imperfect glory I show no pride

Only self confidence given to me by God here I am.

Here I stand,

bold and true for all to see,

A sinner by nature, but a firm believer that one day I shall truly live;

stones are cast before me by those who judge me

And as they strike me I feel no pain.

What is brought to the alter of my creation is my faults,

my impurities,

my flesh as well as my imperfections;

but as I stand before you I will become whole.

Here I stand,

A humble man reaching for what is thought to be unreachable.

Seeking guidance as I fortify my self worth,

Gaining knowledge as I read the Word,

Battle Ready

I follow not those of the majority,

but those of the least popular for alone I stand out.

I worry not of who I am,

but focus on what I am in the eyes of the Almighty Creator.

I cherish memories of good times as well as struggles

through them I maintain a certain degree of sanity only I possess.

Standing among myself I know me the best,

never misjudging myself I am victorious in mine own eyes.

placing sorrows amidst the woos of mankind,

I smile as they slip away to and fro out of existence,

I cry joyfully as they become one with the past for it no longer grips today.

Beside me I feel the presence of loved ones who were called home,

An arura of Loved I am perceived to be blessed therefore I am;

A gratitude of forgiveness for they pardon my mistakes,

a simple thank you transends into the heavens and takes flight among the angels.

fully dressed I bathed in rays...