The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want, Wanting has never been up for discussion He is Jireh! The struggle is not walking through the valley of the shadow of death, Really, I fear no evil, But the evil disguised as angels, It’s them! They who you go to for comfort, They who you…… Continue reading SHEPERD
Category: poetry
Wilderness
In my wilderness season,I’d like to make this journey alone,I may not show up for you as I used to,I would be prioritizing me,As I embark on the journey to self discovery.Yea though I walk through the valley,I know this too shall pass,So I fear none,In the end it will all work for my good.Not…… Continue reading Wilderness
Billowing Waters
dangling in front of the possibility of life and limbo, with legs akimbo, nothing to offer, let this be a lesson, be like the billowing waters that roll, gliding in endless motion, cascading one over the other, for every rise and fall, for every gentle sway, there is a timeless dance, one that memories cannot…… Continue reading Billowing Waters
Centuries Past
Through many years of darkened history, Times plagued by the reimagines of the human mind, Rewritten histories of blatant untruths, Yet to (re)conquer we must pay OUR dues? What’s ours is theirs, they said, what’s theirs is theirs, So we didn’t have it any other way, Get mugged with a smile on ya face, If…… Continue reading Centuries Past
Cry Baby
Running to my Abba with my legs wobblingLike a child desperately seeking comfort from the arms of a fatherI know my Abba’s got meWhat I did or did not do is not up for discussionWith my Abba I can be vulnerableI can let down my guardsBecause Abba knowsHe seesHe hearsAbba is out of time He…… Continue reading Cry Baby
Papa’s Orchard
in Papa’s orchard, where you came to me as a long lost friend, where we picked the greenest of apples, and selected the reddest of strawberries, where we laughed and laughed until our stomach ached, making memories in the blasting heat, returning home to rinse and repeat, sometimes it came to me as a dream,…… Continue reading Papa’s Orchard
New Season
I am in my happy girl era I am my own happiness Yes, I am the table and the price I am in my peace era No time for the BS Toxicity and drama are blocked from viewing my status If I am counting correctly, I think I have fallen and risen a hundred times …… Continue reading New Season
The Hourglass
Time seemed to slip through my fingers, With every waking moment, Time was but a fleeting guest, A sharp reminder that trying to take space was my best bet, Being as loud as possible in a crowded room, To be heard and not shut down, And when I come face-to-face with regret, Tensions will only…… Continue reading The Hourglass
UNSAID
All the words that remain unspoken for peace sake Unheard are the bitter truths which were suppressed not under oppression The goal was to let sleeping dogs lie But dogs when awake, some bones must be chewed No guts, no glory Guts? Yes! Not one that wants glory So we let sleeping dogs lie Had…… Continue reading UNSAID
A Case of The Itis
Caught a case of the itis, With symptoms so severe, a rash here, a headache there, My mind reading like a corrupt file, There is no treatment, there is no cure, It’s just the kind of sickness that goes away by itself, Leaving behind a little hypochondria here and a little bed-ridden anxiety there, But…… Continue reading A Case of The Itis
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