‘Share Grace—Repent’

To repent and forgive ourselves and others is really hard, but a must and it takes courage and a warrior heart. Do you have it?

 Share Grace—Repent
 
it's all in how
you run your race
leaving behind
God's† grace
for the better
of mankind‒
changing their
backward's trace
relocating
their hidden face
to the onward‒
Jesus†-inspiring base
 
it's how you let
the pace
‒what you put
on your plate
then‒
what others add‒
for taste
‒it's up to you
in good faith
choosing what
to debate
recognize
evil's bait
what's merely
for the vase
what's meant
as a trait
what's inward‒
to lace
‒adding up
to hate
 
be careful not
to move‒
with such haste
it could all
add up
to common waste
 
if you veered
from straight
let evil drown
you in mace‒
it's not too late
‒change that fate
 
Jesus† is ready‒
to hear your case
‒you are never
a mistake
you just carried‒
on your shoulders
on your back‒
a bit of
heavy weight
 
stop putting off‒
stop the wait
‒evil likes to place
on you‒
an unsteady rate
its lying
trying to debase
‒deep inside
you are
a Jesus† mate
 
it doesn't matter‒
what...at all
you ate
‒dig in...regain
your faith
 
‒you'll find deep
in your heart and mind‒
combined
a bright, shiny ace
as you lose
pride and ego‒
move into
a repenting state
‒willing in semi-sedate
of your way
in meditate
 
opening doors
for Jesus'† way
‒forgiveness of self
for your grand entrance‒
in God's† heavenly gate!
Continue reading “‘Share Grace—Repent’”

‘Truth’

Racism, hate: Evil’s best friends. Don’t let it consume you!

A sample from Book 11

 Truth
 
liars seek truth‒
falsifying a life
without any light
 
manipulation...their due
cutting it on cue
‒without noticing
the coming dues
 
their belief‒
trying to convince you
all they do
true, true, true
backing them‒
there are few
 
their spots change
sending you to the loo
oh! what to do?
‒without cursing them, too
 
truth is truth
existing
no half truths
‒it's either all true
or just makings
of a waterloo
Continue reading “‘Truth’”

‘Disillusionment’

When politics blinds your truth!

A sample from Book 11

 Disillusionment  

she stood there shaking
what have I done‒
causing this imagined awakening
‒have I forsaken
forgive me, Lord†

ease this hating
 
in her silence
her heart opened
‒a simple token
what truly lived
in this here maiden
 
she watched them all
as the stones began to fall
‒to her knees
no longer...she felt tall
over and over
coming at her skin‒
little hard balls
 
then a sudden stall
stopped...silence
a mere moment
she recalled
 
the dust settled
her tightly closed eyes opened
upon her dress‒
tiny red splattered drops dribbled
her pain...tiny tickles
what...a blink before
it seemed a fable
 
her fear lifted
was this a gift
her sins shifting
to ultimate's forgiveness
‒this she did not know
but the sudden stop
she felt her heart unfold
 
cast your stone‒
if clean...your bones
 
she heard the voice
then the made choice
as all around
stone after stone
hit...not her
but the ground
 
silence remained
she still knelt‒
in blood stains
as shifting of feet
the sudden in retreat
 
silence...not daring
to lift her head
then a shadow overcame the red
a hand reached out
get up child
a mere whisper without shout
 
strength from Him† came
as her legs rose
her eyes did the same
 
His† light dried her tears
all became so clear
her heart felt clean
in His† eyes...she seen
truth's unending scene
her life redeemed
it wasn't a dream
‒pure and serene
forever...trust in Him†
she proclaimed
for the Lord†...by her side
remained
Continue reading “‘Disillusionment’”

‘Looking Within’

Men miss the point of what makes a woman special!

A sample from Book 10

 Looking Within
 
it's not to your treasures
you are bound
look carefully around‒
is your heart sound
 
quantity of possessions
do you measure
your worth
all your journey's identities‒
do you take pleasure
now...from your birth
is that the quality
your only creation
 
all your roads traveled
of life‒
are you still baffled
wishing‒
you were still
in the cradle
wishing‒
on no experiences
to tattle
 
is it no more a mystery
your back there history
 
for every lesson
comes a reason
for the next season

 
round and round
goes the merry-go-round
'til no more
you see the clown
never lost, never found
stuck in between
that round and round
not seeing the lesson
not rightfully sound
 
'til it comes from within
the stuck
always in begin
again and again
 
so sad at the end
feeling still in begin
Continue reading “‘Looking Within’”

‘Tradition’s Backfire’

You are NOT a girl! You ARE a woman!

A sample from Book 10

  Tradition's Backfire
 
they said
you're just a girl
this is a man's world
messing with my head
holding me back
in their dizzy twirl
 
I tried to push ahead
but esteem
they made me lack
on my butt‒
they'd just slap
ignoring my educated snap
putting me in dead
all those words
they said
 
but I don't go down like that
my mind...I discovered
sound
so much world
all around‒
I bounced back
learned a few facts
 
I got over their curse
learned new adverbs
set it all up‒
for a reverse
when they came at me
in their attacks
 
they said
you can't put it out
like that
you're too bold...too negative
you...no one will respect
they'll drop you

as a contact
‒see you as an 'old crab'

 
much more than that‒
from all sides
came their attack
 
my professional swirl‒
downgraded to just a girl
 
my mothering cap‒
smashed to the ground
with a raging man-ego trap
stripping me
of those I gave birth
 
my christian-wife-giving perk‒
crushed into dirt
as hands
around my throat...grasped
 
my daughtering burst
my sistering worth‒
taken, stripped, clasped
as man-driven pride submersed
fist to head‒
stripped 'til I was dead
 
I couldn't go down like that
my mind‒
put in the back
‒lost from sound
so much world
all around‒
on a different
leveling track
I bounced back
‒met their crap with crap
 
in sexual immortality‒
I did flirt
around edges of freak
I certainly did skirt
‒screaming, yelling, cursing
I explored my worse
from the depths of dead
completely lost in my head
over and over rolling‒
those words they said
‒all those lies fed
I did the dread
around every corner
I did tread
 
but I don't go down
like that
my mind...I discovered
much more sound
so much world
all around‒
I fell in their trap
but it's just fact
I bounced back
 
into a dim light
I emerged
ready...able
put up
my hard-core fight
as the light
moved to bright‒
breaking their holding-down trap
unveiling their curse
‒I moved into rebirth
learning my worth
what truly
sets my turf
 
I am a woman
not just a girl
my looks‒
just a perk
on my body‒
let your eyes flirt
‒all this framework
aids my intelligence
(the likes of brilliance)
 
yes...on my face
a slight smirk
 
out...I reemerged
this butt‒
yes, try and slap
see if I don't call out
your crap
 
this mind‒
try to trap
I'll come at you‒
out of this cave
like a bat
 
yes, it's like that
don't like it‒
down...sit back
sap
for I've learned my worth
bridges...I'll easily burn
say it like it is
this right‒
I've readily earned
 
and...I don't go down
just like that
my mind...I know
clearly...positively
sound
all this world
all around‒
I am bound
for, indeed, I bounce back
with the resistance of a cat
 
it's just fact
you...I'll come straight at
I'm 'all' that
and...that's just that!
Continue reading “‘Tradition’s Backfire’”

‘Hands to Hold’

Is race going to continue to rule your life?

A sample from Book 10

 Hands to Hold
 
you come at me
you're not discrete
bold...unsure
 
maybe there's a gun in my hand
maybe I've some contraband
 
or maybe I just like hands in pocket
or wearing my earphones in my car
so I can answer this here phone
for this car absent of bluetooth–
protecting me and you
 
or maybe you're angry–
having a bad day
I pass your way
through your veins runs hate
so I become your play
 
I'm just like you‒
generation after generation
passed through
without obligations
to changing the view
 
–it all seems like voodoo
we both–
not really having a clue
‒taking it upon ourselves
get off that dusty shelf
change the view
so our kids
won't suffer too
 
maybe I do have a gun
–anger raging in stun
do you see inside of me
my hard history
maybe my hand shakes
though you can't see
–you're so angry
not seeing what's at stake
 
maybe I did some drugs–
stopping the pain
keeping from going insane
but soothing I didn't gain
all looks like a game
emotions adding to more pain
 
then you come along
thinking I'm a thug
you want to cut me down‒
stump me like a bug
without knowing the deal at home
why I'm here–
a gun...all alone
 
maybe don't yell
talk...love–
let it swell
 
instead of jail–
lead my soul to help
without making me
hate myself
 
I, too, want peace
between you and me
 
maybe instead of arrogance‒
show understanding
compassion
 
I don't want a free ride
just a reason...inside
not to cry
 
I am tough
I've got muscles, tats
my life has been rough
–crazy and all that
it doesn't mean
I'm just stuff
to pluck
 
a handshake
a hug
 
–that just might be
enough
 
I'm a human being
I don't mean to sting
 
just a little bitter
please, your anger–
could you reconsider
 
look at me for me
God's† child
making my way...like you
through the miles
 
–the past is gone
this is now
together–
we can make it all
worth while
if we just remain calm–
approach each other
in mild
without death coming in fowl
Continue reading “‘Hands to Hold’”

‘Colorless Birds’

We’re all various shades of brown!

A sample from Book 10

 Colorless Birds
 
a failed adhesion
‒mixed hypercritical damnation
of all the hysteria‒
the misunderstood mystery
hundreds of years
still shed tears
still darkened fears
 
what was fought
so hard for
it doesn't seem
we came too far
even living
under the same stars
color‒
keeps bringing us back
‒justice lacked
white...black
heresy in a broken-down shack
 
tackle the government
‒greed's endowment
keeping
that stupid war's enlightenment
taking it's very commitment
back to days of judgment
 
where are the colorless birds
‒haven't you heard
that war ended
in a blood-soaked swirl
leaving this mixed-race girl
in a confused swirl
 
‒still an uneven world
lost in racial twirls
 
we're still paying tokens
‒what was broken
thought to be fixed
‒all should be mixed
still backwards
the clock tics
 
years and years
suffered pain
what did we gain
‒it's just insane
still playing
this black-white game
 
didn't king die
for a simple dream
 
to live in a time
where there is no color
 
just people
where each other
given no time to smother
no matter skin color
you're still my sister, my brother
 
honoring a man's life
doesn't give war the right
to bury the dream
‒words he openly screamed
leave hatred...difference behind
to each other
be kind
 
it's just time
stop banking on race
look into each other's face
see beauty's lace
of God's† amazing grace
Continue reading “‘Colorless Birds’”

Breaking Your Codependency….

…and Moving On To ‘Normal’

A sample from Book 12

That is the question that I had to end this book with. Going through the trials in life are hard. This year I had to face my mother’s death and the destruction of my three-year relationship, as well fight more health issues while being 1600 miles from all my family.

Codependency had still a hard grip on me, but the anxiety that I had fought through was just about gone. I would have to go through a forced intervention to figure out what the true medicine for codependency and all those negative thoughts were.

Continue reading “Breaking Your Codependency….”

Don’t Be Baffled By Today’s Politics!

A sample from Book 10

I don’t see why because they have been telling you how they are for years. I’m not as into the politics today as I was years ago. Things just seem to keep going in the down direction, and there’s way too many people arguing instead of doing.

I know in my own home the argument over politics was huge. Being in a mixed relationship didn’t help matters as all this black/white issues took center stage. I have never been a racist. I’m not privileged. This seemed not to register with my ex-boyfriend. It saddens me on how many people believe this B.S. There are many people who believe they are privileged. I’ve seen them. I’m glad I’m not one of them. What follows is part of the Introduction to my last book on politics, Book 10, in My 12-Book Series.

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Recognizing Codependency in Yourself!

A sample from Book 9

Oh! Are you in for a treat! I began talking about codependency in Book 6. I didn’t see the horror in it until 2015…that need to make others happy began to affect me in the worse way. The following is part of the Introduction to Book 9 in My 12-Book series.

To heal…to completely heal from abuse, you have to deal with the codependent in you. It won’t be easy. From this book all the way to Book 12, I fought it. You can do it, too. Trust in the journey and get my books…I do have a different answer than most do.

Continue reading “Recognizing Codependency in Yourself!”