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GREATER PATH

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life

COMIN' UP IN THE HOOD, WE ALL KNOW IT AS THE PROJECTS EXPECT TO HOLD YA OWN OR BECOME KNOWN AS A REJECT,

PACKED GHATS, WORE MAXI'S, JUS' TO GET SOME RESPECT RODE FIVE DEEP WHILE LAYIN' LOW IN THE PRIMED CADILLAC.

WHILE NO TIME FOR A SCRATCH WE DIDN'T CARE TO ITCH

SHORTY HAD NO PROGRAM, PLUS SHE WAS PURE WICKED, OUR POCKETS WENT HUNGRY IT WAS TIME FOR US TO GET RICH

GAVE A DAMN IF YOU'RE A C.E.O. OR EVEN A STEPPIN' FETCHIT.

BY THE TIME I WAS NINE I COULD BALL WITH THE BEST OF 'EM

SATAN HADN'T GOT TO ME YET SO JESUS I WOULD PRAY TO HIM,

BY AGE SIXTEEN SO FIT I DIDN'T EVEN NEED A STUPID GYM

RAN CIRCLES 'ROUND FOOLS WHEN I SLAMMED ABOVE THE RIM.

BY THE AGE OF EIGHTEEN I GOT TO BOASTIN' AND A BRAGGIN'

HAD A LOT OF PANTS THAT DIDN'T FIT SO I STARTED SAGGIN',

YEAH I GOT STARES, WASN'T NO PRIDE, I SAY “F” THE FLAG AND

GOT WITH A SHORTY FINALLY, BUT THAT LOVE WAS NAGGIN'.

I SOON FELT CLOSED IN SO THEN I STARTED GETTIN' HIGH

I'D TELL THE TRUTH THEN ALL MY TRUTHS TURNED INTO A LIE,

BUT WHEN MAMA SLAPPED ME I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA DIE

I SAID ENOUGH OF THIS, GRADUATED, I AT LEAST OUGHTA TRY.

WASN'T NO ONE PICKIN' YOU UP AT LEAST FROM THE HOOD

AND FOLKS GAZE AT 'CHA LIKE YOU AINT NO KINDA GOOD,

I SAW WHERE THEY'RE COMING' FROM, I KINDA UNDERSTOOD

WENT ON TO LIVE MY LIFE, NOW THIS YA'LL I KNEW I COULD!

I WENT INTO MISSIONARY WORK, I'M NOW A JESUS SOLDIER

ON ONE TRIP BACK TO MOTHER'S, ALL SHE SAID WAS “TOLD YA”,

THOUGH I KNOW THE BIBLE SAY IN HEAVEN I'LL BE BOLDER

I NEED NOT FEAR, THIS AINT HELL, HEAVEN'S MUCH COOLER.

BUT BEFORE I FLY AWAY, I'LL IMPLEMENT GODS HOLY PLAN

SHOW RESPECT FOR MAN'S PLIGHT, AND PRAY I UNDERSTAND,

NOT TRY TO OUT MANUEVER, BUT DO THE BEST THAT I CAN

THESE ARE A FEW ROUTES, I SEE, FOR REMAINING A GODLY MAN!

--BlakMista--

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		LP45 says: Bravo! You go BlakMista! Tight delivery and being a country girl that was "citified" for some years, I can definitely relate to your story. I witnessed it in others every day. Thank you for sharing this. Great work! poems by this commentor Here Today, Gone Tomorrow Welcome Blessing! Silent Wonder
		Charles2 says: interesting journey... greater calling to ...higher ground poems by this commentor the watcher Walls the eunuchs tunic
		Blakmista says: Thanks so much y'all for the blessed comments. Peace! poems by this commentor GOAL Battling Praying for You (parody)

OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY blakmista

Joyful Night

Silent night holy night, Mary push, no rush, you're to call him Jesus. The Lord is coming, push Mary. The end and the beginning is almost upon us, Joseph is waiting, so are Mary's folks. God knows it's his time to come and comfort his creation with his presence through King Jesus! No room in the inn, he'll soon get in. Push, just one more time Mary. Blessed mother Mary one more... Thank you for letting life once again give birth to life!

---BlakMista---

Weekend Love

(Weekend Love)
REACHING FOR THE EXIT
ALREADY OUT THE DOOR
WEAKNESS STRENGTHENED
EYES HEART WANTS MORE.
KILLED MISERY I'M A KILLER
ONE WEEKEND OF LOVE SEE
DEATH DIED WHAT CHRIST PREFER
SPOKEN FROM LIPS OF THE GODLY.
PASSIONS FASHIONED LOVE ALRIGHT
KEPT NOT IN DARK TOMBS NO ROOM
SETTLED INSIDE OF ME SETTLED DOWN
HOPE KICKED ALL LOCKED DOORS-BOOM!
HEAVENS HOSTS STANDING LAUGHING
RIGHTEOUSNESS WEARING ONE SUIT
DEATH AMID WORRY AIN'T WELCOME
ONE WEEKEND AROSE AGAIN-CUTE?
MOTHERS PLEASE DON'T YA DARE CRY
THE REDEEMER IS PERSISTANT AT EASE
CRAWL, BEG AGAIN AND OVER AGAIN
REPRESENT LIFE REST IN JESUS' PEACE.
WE ALL ARE WEARING HATS OF GLORY
REPEATING CONFLICTS REPAIRING HATE
SWEEP OFF THE OLE' DUST IT'S NOT HARD
LET THE WEEKEND OF LOVE BE YOUR FATE.
&...

And...he wants to be free

And....he wants to be free

this man's inside the mind of the mirror, and he wants to be free...

Clearly shaken by his circumstances needing no more pain

time isn't being withheld from the gaps. He feels so safe at times

tho' the unbending mirror reflects its nature unshaken in it own pane.

In his daily walk his steps are chosen so very carefully

as guilt chooses him responsible for cracks in the sidewalk,

a murderer of crows by sight, of bugs to ants to roaches stepped upon.

Like a mole he then retreats inside of the mirror in solitary defeat.

His physical address is being yet again tested, measured, evaluated.

Knowing he is physically here only by a spiritual promise to forever be,

the belief in an only begotten son is required, and also commanded. Only then shall the breakfast of unashamed, guiltless, and fearless be eaten.<...

American Beauty

(EARTHOLOGY) 3/12/2023

(American Beauty)

IN A SYSTEM OF DAWNS EARLY LIGHT

TO BE 'ONE NATION UNDER OUR GOD,

NOW CARRYING SMILES UPSAD DOWN

REFUSAL TO GIVE GOD A HEAD NOD!

“CALL ME A CAB” TO GET THERE FAST

RODEO DRIVE IS HAVING A YARD SALE

“DO I LOOK OK ENOUGH TO BE SEEN?

I'M BUYING, WHATEVER THE TAIL”.

EXCUSE HAS OFTEN REPLACED TRUTH

BUSSES LEAN UPON CRACKED SIDEWALKS

BUSINESS W/O CHRIST IS SO UNUSUAL

AS SURFACE LOVE REPLACES REAL TALKS.

“MY BIKES BETTER, MY KITE FLY'S HIGHER”

SOUNDS OF AN ERA LONG BEEN EXTINCT

UN-WIPED FEET COMING THROUGH 'ELLIS

WHERE TIRED AND POOR SAW ONLY PINK.

THAT IS, THE COLORFUL TONGUE SELECTING

FROM COLORFUL CREATURES CREATED

THE WORLD'S FAIR TO HUMAN ****ZOOS

WHO THOUGHT LIBER...

New To This

New To This

FROM ROACHES TO FLIES

UNTRUTHS WE CALL LIES

AILIBI'S LOST HERE COMES

THE WHY'S.

PUSHED INTO A BEAUTIFUL LIFE

UNMEASURED BUT TREASURED

PATIENTLY LED--STRESS LED OUT!

DARKNESS STILL CUDDLES LIGHT

ROOMS FURNISHED BY DAYLIGHT

INTO BED BY NIGHT'S STARLIGHT

MORNING RAINDROPS & RAINBOWS.

MANKIND'S SYSTEM OF TRAFFIC JAMS

WITHIN WHITHERING SCHEMES/SCAMS

NO ONE UNTOUCHED BY NO MEANS

UNDERSTOOD FAITHFUL PERFECT LAMBS.

THIEVES ACCOMODATED TOOK FROM SELF

HEART EMPTIED OUT LOVE ON A SHELF

HOPEFULLNESS IN SANTA'S LIL' ELF

HAND OF CHRIST ONLY ONE I SEE LEFT!

WE CRY SAVING TEARDROPS FOR SELF

SILENT ONES HIT THE GROUND IN SILENCE

LORD JESUS STANDS BY US WEEPING

TO SHOW THE SPIRITUAL BATH SHALL LAST....

Untitled

UNTITLED

There's proof enough of who we are.

We shine upon all of life, doubtless,

shameless, valued, yet unmeasured, as

the star.

We courageously stand, reject and love

envy, whenever it's presented to us.

Holiness then shares its cloak, to wrap

around those that may not shine so, as

the star.

The cloak goes to the enduring life that love

to willingly stand, before God, God-fearing,

and know, they too, are without measure,

self treasured & completely available.

--BlakMista--

what fliers do

Promises you made

Promises you kept,

Hardly missed a beat

Promises as you slept.

Said you'd one day fly

Why? only yourself knew,

To fly with Holy angels

That's what fliers do!

Capturing love in light

Fed and full when dark,

Love needn't no sound

Swooping as a meadowlark.

Many will always wonder

As I have, many more too,

Is flying easier when alone?

We know that's what fliers do.

Give the Lord a message will ya?

Tell him we need our wings,

Golden halos, much faith too,

Spice it up a bit, convince him

we know that's what fliers do!

Lastly, help us see what you see

So-called mysteries of life too,

On bended knees, laying or kneeling

Help us see Christ, what fliers do!

(To our blessed Mother, Gramma,

...

Black Passion

How in the world and worlds beyond

of all life's many beautiful wardrobes,

does mankind find time or the energy

to attract or put on something ugly?

Why keep on shooting and kneeing

spitting in the faces of youthful black?

An ego trip? A desire? Or a despair?

kill dreams of attaining things they lack.

Is it the color, that encircles all of life

where rain, snow, to thunder birth from?

Where lightning dance, stars glisten in

unmeasured or corralled to stand in freedom!

We cringe daily, mothers, brothers, sisters,

fathers, hiding not self or others to forgive,

shame-based has not enveloped the blackness

or it would close in on the lives in which we live.

Finding fault or reason does justice a disservice

it's as though the stinging bee needs to be stung,

as so many advocated...

Free- 'dumb'

FREEDOM, THE FIRST PART IS TRUE, BUT YOU HAVE TO BE DUMB, AS THE LATTER SUGGEST, IF YOU BELIEVE YOU ARE FREE ESPECIALLY INSIDE OF THIS SOCIETY. PART OF THE MAKE BELIEVE ASPECTS OF GENERATIONAL UNKNOWINGNESS, IS TOP TO BOTTOM, I'M RICH YOU'RE POOR, I WIN YOU LOSE, AND MORE, ASSOCIATIONS.

“MY BALL IS GREEN, YOU KNOW I'M MEAN”, “MY BALL IS BLACK, I SURE KNOW HOW TO ACT”, MY BALL IS LIKE THE SUN, YELLOW, I AM SO AWESOMELY MELLOW”.

“OOOH, YOUR MOTHER MADE THAT, CAN I GET SOME OF THAT”, “I TOLD YOU YOU SHOULD'VE ASKED HER, NOW IT'S YOUR BROTHERS TRUST SHE

PREFER”, “DO YOUR MOTHER KNOW THAT YOU'RE OVER HERE? THEN TURN AROUND, GO ON BACK HOME, UNTIL YOU LEARN HOW TO ASK, OK DEAR?

WE GROW AND GLOW, HAVE CHANCES TO DANCE, LEARN TO LOVE AS WELL AS TO HATE, LEARN WHO TO PUT INTO OUR CIRCLE, SQUARE, TRIANGLE, WHATEVER MAY FIT. WE'VE NOTICED FASHION, FA...

Not Impressed C-19

From tornado's to restoring an old Eldorado

give and take, mercury-filled fish in the local lakes,

denial to gay people a wedding cake, to selling cheap

wooded yard rakes.

Mosquito's, rats, roaches, flies, and many scorpions,

running a hard race, this society picks only one champion.

Empty box cars, wars, 'when it rains it pours', bars,

lemonade stands, and a poor widows empty hands.

Unjust policies, telling lies, now these are a disease

allocate one million$ for everyone, can you say cheese?

I wonder where covid-19 fit in? Maybe mankind's sin

responsible for tornado alley so we may re-build again?

As children of the most high below we see ignorance

shaking in a corner as a wet cat, do I fear? not a chance.

Judas kissing, amid denial of a Black man Jesus Christ

states sick removal of kids all because of head lice...