Refugee
Refugees My eyes open in the morning Seeking for redemption From the agony of suffering in the grip of misery forced upon me as a refugee Misplaced without reason Abandoned to the treason of evil contrived by dark hearts bent on the death of innocence because of an inheritance of historic rhetoric? My skin I chose not My eyes My hair, My voice are no less...
Extravagant Passion
Performed March 18, 2016 | Denver, CO I relish in the presence of a coherent ever loving, irresistible, incomprehensible lover Who like no other has captured my heart arrested my affections Divested my reason Ignited my passion Removed the cold indifference of stale judgments of myself Condemning unrelenting harshness that has paralyzed my life Boring my day Snoring while walking Saying words not really talking...
He Was Ressurected
He was resurrected after He dissected the enemy of my soul who defected from his first state He was resurrected after He perfected being man facing, defeating and destroying sin for my sake He was resurrected after He fulfilled countless scriptures, healed the sick and cast out devils Confronted the religious, fed the hungry and walked on water Performing miracles on every level – showing Himself God leaving...
The Leaderless Warrior
In our culture there are a band of leaderless warriors who traverse land and sea in search of destiny to be fulfilled. They are unorthodox in their pursuit of God and are propelled by an unquenchable thirst of which the ordinary will not suffice. The lovers of tradition – of the false sense of security – see them as unstable and even aimless. However, these warriors know themselves to be secure, steadfast and fearless....
Destiny is Calling
There is a voice that is deep within our core that we cannot control. Whether the volume, the timing it speaks or what it is saying. The voice is empowered by our Creator. He was speaking about us before He made us and His voice is instructing and informing you of who you really are. Life and people will tell you different. You must be tenacious if you are to become yielded and obedient to the will of God when Destiny is calling....
My Mind Races
My mind races to places Looking for traces of evidence Of my purpose My lungs breathing heavy Exhausted at the exercise of seeking The trouble of searching The vexation of ever learning Yet left without knowing My mind races to places Looking for traces of evidence Of my purpose Occupied activity Not necessarily for me Petrified of doing nothing Insecure Fractured Running into something To be fulfilled You...
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