Be careful with ambition
It sets like the sun
Years follow attrition
Tomorrows promised to none
Aim high with a ceiling
Defined by where you now lay
To not spend your time staring
And miss a beautiful day.
Iwdfy
Can’t spare change
Can’t spare change
The winds of change have blown a storm
Distruction is sure when it touches the ground
Organized chaos the expected norm
Advocating for division without making a sound
Divinity the tool to pull them in
Theology to push them out
Ignorance the American sin
While hatred moves about
And through a Godly disguise
Chivalry dies
iwdfy
Friend
Two Young souls from a very small town
First cross paths on the schools playground
Looking back at that time, it is easy to see
that moment is what shaped
our destiny
As the days turned to years
Soda pop turned beers
Our friendship grew strong like the roots of a tree
Young souls connected by a moment in time
At each other’s back is where we will be
The winds of change blew in different directions
The distance only strengthen the bond
Two souls that share a timeless connection
That remains unchanged as time moves on
Years rolled by and our boyish faces
Turn rugged like the faces of family men
Looking back on the times we spent together makes me cherish the day you became my friend
Hope
Hope is one more step
just to close your eyes and leap
his secret is well kept
Hope can lead you to believe
He is a way when there is no way
When only failure you’ve achieved
he’ll show a glimmer of himself
and sets your mind at ease
when blinded hope will open your eyes
so that through him you may see
that anything is possible
Hope is possibility.
Iwdfy
War
Babies future may be no more
When men decide to settle the score
The child’s whole life we will ignore
When focus becomes the art of war
Religious faith has up and gone
When weapons are drawn and armor is dawned.
In God we trust is the quote of man
While the troops march on to control Gods plan. Prayers are cast as our brothers die
While we celebrate the souls we sent to the sky
One man’s pain is another man’s glory for the ones that live to tell their story.
Beware of..
The spiritual hype man
far away from the word
Performance in the pulpit
gospel not being heard
Harmonic diction
with a poetic tone
thinks Gods word is not enough
to exist on its own
Stomps are punctuation
Shouts end every phrase
Seeking popularity
With a holy man’s gaze
From a place of ego
meaning Edging God Out
To take advantage of the chance
To move money about
He’ll take bits of Gods word
piecing together a plan
To stack the chips of prosperity
In the devils can.
Rocky Bottom
The Rocky Bottom
The stones on the rocky bottom aren’t as whetted as one might think
It’s that place where one’s life does reside when ruination’s on the blink
Some say it gives us leverage to rebel against demise
and our revolt against destruction catapults us to the skys
It can sometimes be a wake up call to help us find our way
It can also be an affliction to help keep us where we stay.
Once you fall you should be cautious as it’s intent is to destroy
The hopes and dreams of everyone that seeks to find their joy.
Some might choose to reside as they know what is to come
And make peace with their misfortune their soles will become numb.
Hope is the antidote to break from the bottoms seize
It will release you from the clutches of the bottoms toxic squeeze.
Just know that it gets better even though it may not seem
as long as you can see yourself in the places of your dream.
iwdfy
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