WORDS

There are words that kill/ words that thrill/

Words that can make the whole world stand still./

There are words you can feel/ words that heal/

Words of such encouragement that can make this life look less real./

There are words strong as steel/ words as slippery as an eel/

Words so exaggerated they can make a mountain out of a mole-hill./

There are words that fear instill/ words that give continuous hope refill/

Words that really disgust they make you totally ill./

There words can rhyme prove you got skill/ words of comfort as found on a will/

Words so convincing they can seal any deal./

Words can really be lame/ words can really cause shame/

Words can be distorted to form rumors to really taint your name./

Some words used make life feel like a game/ Words so hard they sound insane/

Some words are beautiful like a piece of art in a picture frame./

Words are thrown around to blame/ words of anger hot as a blue flame/

Words that when used right make you feel so light, you just want to keep them./

Words can bring you fame/ words can support like a tree by its stem/

Words so weird they don’t make sense you wonder where from they came./

Words a precious like rear gem/ some words you should always tame/

And if we are able to know this, the world will never be the same./

LOVE?

his heart bleeds/ from the thorns of the rose he picks/

so he speaks/ of the memory that slips/ and sees/ it as it dips/ into a well of deceit,/

so he freaks/ and flips/ making him feel deceased./

so with this/ i insist/ that the rose he pickd,/ prickd/ his heart,leaving him dead/

and with his final strength,he breathed/ and gripped/ for mercy from love only to find out he was tricked./



but the little butterfly that he held/ stung him and just watched him as he bled./

and he said,/"you cant kill a heart;u can break it to tiny pieces and leave it weak,but not dead."/

a sting from the butterfly that he so much praised/ and raised/ it up to levels no other had bred./ instead/ it mutated,/

to the dungeons,his heart it led./ it fed/ from his heart leavng his heart shredded/

...and thats when he knew love aint that lovely,so he tried hatred/

..which dint help much and so he opted/ for another option and upon Love he waited.

JUST A THOUGHT

The rich go to good schools/ the poor remain good fools/

While in school they compete who is more beautiful/

Instead of getting their brains full/

With some knowledge, education something more meaningful/

The rich live in big houses that don’t make sense/

While the poor live in make up tents/

Coz the work they do pays them almost cents./

On the richer side of the fence/ smells nice of incense/

While on the poor side their presence/ is regarded as a nuisance/

So tell me is being poor an offence?/

The rich throw money in big bets/ sleep in unnecessarily big beds/

Yet the poor have no place to lay their heads/

They don’t know the meaning of daily bread/

Coz the next meal they may have is on their death beds/

To help them prolong their last breath./

The poor live in what they have/ the rich leave them as they starve/

While they serve/ to waste and leave plenty in surplus/ “sir please,”/

The maid asks on her bended knees/ if she could take the excess to her starving niece/

“can I have a pay increase?”/she seeks/ for enough to feed her kids/

Coz they are hungry and their stomach’s squeeze./

Ask me why I shouldn’t be mad/ at people who buy cars as a fad/

While the poor have no shoes and they walk to work everyday till their feet hurt so bad/

Its so sad/ that the rich throw out the tiny things that the poor need but never had/

Why do you make your hearts so hard?/

CHURCH IS

Church is not about swagger and sways/

Nor arrogant ways/ expensive clothes, deo, cologne sprays/

Church is not about how high your voice you can raise/

Church is about listening to what God says/

Worship and praise/ how a person prays/

Church is simple, where God stays/

Church is about God, not you/

Somewhere you go in and come out new/

Through/ the holy spirit so true/

Where one or two/ amongst them the spirit is due/

Believed by a few/ He can what no man can do/

Church as in heaven should be on earth/

Church is where God stays, in my heart/

Church is where I find joy when am hurt/

Where all evil is unearthed/ where we go for rebirth/

Where we turn back/ when stuck/

Where we go to and never lack/

Coz church is where God stays, in my heart/

Church will forever last/ doesn’t promote lust/

Church is where you go put God first and you last/

Church is where you are not judged by your past/

You are not judged at all in fact/ where you go to quench your life’s thirst/

Church doesn’t discriminate, its vast/

Church is where you run to when your heart is heavy about to burst/

To pray for strength when everything seems like from dust to dust/

Coz church is where God stays, come in and have a blast/

Church is where you go and get blessed/

No prayer is a waste/ where you go when under the test/

Where you find faith at its best/

Church is where you let God take control and let your soul rest/

Church is where you just appear and let God do the rest/

Where when oppressed/ all your troubles are addressed/

Church is where God stays, my heart will forever stay blessed!

I AM A SINNER

I am a sinner yes I am…

I am like the devil who tempted you out in the desert/

But You are willing to send the Holy Spirit to dwell in my heart/

Am the guy who betrayed You/

But you love me…You always do/

Am the guy who denounced You/

But You still love me…You always come through/

Am the King who ignored You and sentenced You to death/

But on the cross You chose to pay my debt/

Am the whip that tore Your skin/

But still the same You decided to die for my sin/

Am the soldier who ridiculed You and tore Your garments/

But with me You always make amends/

Am that heavy cross that You carried to Golgotha/

But whenever I need help You are my number one promoter/

Am that spit that landed on Your face/

But me You always choose to bless/

Am that hard ground that hurt Your sole/

But You chose to save my soul/

Am the stones that cut Your feet/

As you carried the cross along the street/

But for heaven You still see me fit/

Am that guy who hurled an insult at You when you passed/

But before any other person You loved me first/

Am that crown of thorns that made Your head bleed/

But You still love me for me and not what I did/

Am that guy who pushed You down to the cross/

But you still insist to You I am no loss/

I am that nail that went through your hand/

But You provide the solid rock on which I stand/

I am that hammer that insisted You are fastened down/

But You are willing to give me the everlasting crown/

I am the spear that pierced Your side/

Still for me You were crucified/

I am that plaque they put on the cross over Your head/

But You are willing to give me life after am dead/

Am the thief who tempted You to free Yourself if You are the Messiah/

But You always answer my prayers to what I positively desire/

I always look up and see that am a sinner Lord/

And you are always more than willing to remove my inner load/

All am willing to give You might not be the most precious thing on earth/

But all I can promise is to give You my whole heart/

HE

Away in a manger no place to lay his head/

Where He led/ sinners fled/ he said/

Man shall not live just by bread/ he bled/

Wore a crown of thorns on his head/

My debts he paid/

Some people think He’s still dead/

But He rose/ not like other ordinary heroes/

He did so coz/ He saw my sins and yours/

He was/ He is and always will be Messiah/

True Savior/ lift Him higher/

And know that the devil is a liar/

He is my fix/ no tricks/

With other stuff I don’t mix/

I overdose in His mercies/ I black out in His peace/

I wake up at His feet/ hangover-ed by His grace/

And I don’t mind the relapses/ coz He says/

Through the churches/ that He is what He is/…

Not coz it is in history and civics/

But coz it is in the Bible coz that’s where the truth is/

Tick tock, the clock ticks/

It might be days, it might be weeks/ maybe years or centuries/

He’s coming back this you’ll see/ I know this/

COZ HE’S J.C.