Posts Tagged ‘ glory ’

Revisited

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Once again
In my crosshairs
My hunger
Awakens.

Memories
Oh how our flesh
Have grazed
Giving reminder of how tasty sin is.

Eyes like magnets
We can’t help
But
Connect.

My ego ponders
If you remember
Because I find it
Hard to forget.

The stare is mutual
Neither one looks away

She’s stern
With a smile
Like she’s
Ready to play.

“Catch me
If you can”
Is harmonized
By the prey.

Which is just enough to fuel me
through the rest of the day.

The Boasters

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It’s not your fault
That you like
What you do

You were programmed
And manipulated
Hard
screwed

Tight
are the bearings
While other things
Are unjust
and set just too loose

(fool)

Images
Sounds
And uber things
way Beyond sights
Most don’t even
pay
attention to

It’s all recorded
And inks out
With the actions
That you
subconsciously
And knowingly spew

What you show off
And what you Give
UnConditional
And Endless
Glory to

A brand
A name
A drug
The activity
That you do
With the boo

What is your God?
What is that you
can’t live
Without
Hesitation to attempt
To skip orders and Pursue?

Repeat
Promise
Promises
And
Reuse

You can say
That you
Only
Do
You

A Non believer
To the thought
And notion
That There’s something
Way
above you

Do houses not have walls?
And hair weaves not have
A strong need
for sowing
And or crazy glue?

I ramble in jokes
Because there’s
To much to bring up
Giving numerous amounts
Of possessions to argue

As a people
We need
Not the wants
But the strength
and order
to stand
and remain true

Something to keep
Holy
And Un chipped
Like the tooth

That’s been
In too dirtiest
Of a mouths
To put
any
Sorts of
faith
Into

Go on
Chapter
A million
And something
Something
thirty two

….

Rerun opportunities

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Simple is
As simple does.
Which explains
Why one was,
Going through loops
Of an never ending run.
Repeating what
They’re too afraid of,
Jumping to and
Getting away from.

Devil In a New Dress…Tip toeing not so siliently…

she arrived in all white

simplicity…

stealing the room of all eyes

they would follow she…

who is questioned of being an attention whore

well possibly…

but in honesty

her modesty

was never ever a question

however when questioned

she would laugh it off

violently…

You can see the devil in her eyes

and quite frankly

iT

 frightened me…

because this wicked woman

can do whatever with whom ever she wants

and like the 8 ball in the close left corner pocket

she has gotten me…

with my guard and pants down

while on top of  my lap like a saddle she is riding me…

similar to flies to shit & bees to honey

hoes to money

with want & have

 there is no, stopping me…

 iT

would take the full strength of Christ

to push this bountiful beauty of flesh

up off of me…

Lord may your will be done

because my will is having fun

and right now my legs can not run

so please pardon me…

Heal me of my weakness

that sin has seemed to clog up like an artery…

I LovE YOU

I am more than just fond of thee,

but this little thing

that is fondling…

has a gorilla grip

damn that dress

& all other things

that has taken over me not so silently

Todays forecast

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1st off
Let’s start out
With
The facts,
I’m customer service
enforcer
Ending off with
The mission of the plan,
God makes it
Bless’ed
And protects against
The damned,
Then
it’s up to me
To not drop
What IT hands,

But today
May be a day
Gone crazy
Or perfect,
Liars & thieves
In Sheep’s clothing
Acting hella
Serpent,
I pray love
Hasn’t shunned me
And allows me to
Step on & stop the waves & the current,
hope
Your at bat
And these mother fuckers
look hungry and with purpose,

I supply
Lingerie By day
And health insurance
Right after, Until the night,
I start off my day
Excited
Don’t step on my bulge
Because I don’t
want to indulge In swine,
Wanting
What one can’t have
Seems to be the agenda
Everyone’s appetite,
Everyone wants to
Deal with me in shadows
Because I shine too bright
In the light,

I got fresh
Power steering
Whipping corners with a grip
Against all your attempts to make me frown,
The saint with the glory
A perv with a story
And the joy from a smile
Paint on as a clown,
I multitask With the purpose
To take full on advantage
Of every loop hole luxury
Before I blast off or drown,
I’m the best worker
You can have
Success bound who right now
Has every full intent on dicking around.

Roots

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The root is the core
And The deepest cavity is the soul,
The root of all evil
Starts inside from broken pieces on the floor,
So whatever we sweep up
Is but a reintroduction and a chore,
Forcing us to look back
And revisit sourly patched sores,
Everything that I touch
Can turn to shit or turn to gold,
The thin line between love & hate
Has lead me through thirst for so much more,
Every cause has its butterfly effect
Leaving so many open doors,
With Much room for error
And a curiosity to explore,
May my will integrate
With the rightful will of the Lord,
I pray my fuck ups of the past
Halt not what future blessings have in store,
My our roots be strong
But may it not keep us in a fold,
History repeats
Sometimes unforgiving with a long hold