God glanced toward earth on his throne and announced It is The Appointed Time
Time for kingdom-governance to reside on His shoulders, His glory, His crown
Time for Earth to find redemption because of the redemption that will find Earth.
Jesus ascended from the innermost knowledge of God to kneel beside the throne.
The Word flew forth to face the Father from the fertile belly of the Godhead.
The same way John would leap-dance in his mother’s womb.
The same way the God-babe would spring forth out of Mary’s essence
This Cornerstone cried, I have come to comfort your chosen until creation ceases.
Like the Spirit of God violently rested on the water-face in the beginning.
All Mankind shall praise Abba for the Advocate’s assignment as another Adam.
Jesus jumped as millions of wings watched for his new mission as the Son of Man.
The backside of Jehovah preached to a star, Announce to the world, I AM is here.
God instructed Gabriel, Tell Mary that I have found favor in her for a mission
You will be offspring-inhabited by the Holy Spirit and give birth to the God-babe.
Don’t fret what names to name the child, this child has a name above all names
Call him by his mission, Emmanuel because he is the Word made flesh among us.
The wise men discovered the star that God addressed in the sky by his Word.
This star’s altar-call on the glory-pulpit of the heavens is follow God, follow God
This star from bright-morning heaven said heaven gave us the bright-morning star
These men went to see the God-babe, but God knew something was very wrong.
God warned his angel, I sense the spirit of ****** crouched near Herod
It entices to spill the life-blood of the God-babe, innocent blood, divine blood.
So Logos won’t grow to donate the holy blood of God’s Son on Golgotha’s cross
Elohim’s messenger exhorted in men’s dreams to flee Herod, they went elsewhere
God journeyed to sacred places, His sacred places directed my journey to God
So that the holy could touch the redeemed and all of us could be saved.

My name is nobody
My name is somebody
My name is everybody.

Who is awesome.
Well, everybody is awesome.
But I’m somebody, and I don’t think I have all the awesome.
And I’m nobody, and I think that awesome escapes me.

Who can do it?
Everybody could not do it.
And we can’t accept that nobody could do it
Because that would be an excuse.
So we will call on somebody.
Well, I am somebody.

But now they are asking
Whose fault this is?
It cannot be everybody’s fault.
Even though I scream I am everybody.
It has to be somebody’s fault.
I whisper I am somebody.
Maybe
Just Maybe
What happened was nobody’s fault.
And I smile
Because I have been telling you all this time
I am nobody.

I dreaded
That it would be my tough portion
To hear from you with kindness
That I was just a friend.
It did not make sense to me
It just did not make sense
How we could hang out like dates
But just be friends.
Friends with some benefits
But I fear the benefits are now gone.
So I will be your friend
Until the end of time.
But maybe time is up.
Because although you say I am just a friend.
I fear that we are no longer even friends
So I will step back
To preserve our memories for another day.

I need to find love.
Love with me throughout the night.
Love in all my places.

I don’t think love’s here
What I have isn’t enough
Love should feel like heat

This feels like coldness
What I have will have to do
Keep me nice at night.

Because love is different.
The cold’s needed like the heat.
I am close to both.

Love consists of cold and heat.
That together forms that love
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My hands are pregnant with poetry.
Words and phrases formed in its belly.
And now it is time.
The due date was a month ago.
It is an act of labor.
I kept trying.
And I had to open myself.
To people who I did not know.
Then the poetry was finally pulled out.
And a doctor slapped me.
Not with a ticket
Those are police you are thinking about
And not on my back side.
But we slapped hands
Together in unity
Because he said he finally got
Why I wrote poetry
Because at first it was inside of me.
And now what I had
Is the world’s to enjoy.

The Legate and Dialect watched down the valley as Drozen’s body was lifeless in the smoldering Acider flame
My liege, Drozen would have destroyed everyone on your home planet, and that would be a shame.
The Legate replied, He would not have gotten to that point, because I would have arrived no later.
And that so-called Commander of the Numberless Clans would have to bow to his greater.
But what of his Clans, Dialect asked with furrowed brow and The Legate affirmed, They are yours to command.
Under Drozen’s hapless leadership they were abysmal, but under you they will rule every land.
Does Scmita bring back memories, Dialect inquired of The Legate as they were walking about.
Both good and bad, The Legate grimly acknowledged as they were preparing to move out.
This is a new regime, Dialect said to the Diablo-Robots, as they shuffled to attention.
The Drozen you knew is dead because of his weakness, and now you are my henchmen.
Dialect and The Legate sat in and Dialect said, Shall we prepare the Galactic Coordinates to the Earth Rock.
The Legate shook his head and said, No, I want to visit the Council of the Faceless Tongues so when I leave they never again talk.

The Council of the Faceless Tongues were confused, because they could not longer detect Drozen’s life heat.
And the Legate and Dialect burst in and Dialect hollered out, How is it, my brothers, now that your commander went down in defeat.
You banished me from your presence and even gave Drozen what should not have been his.
But now Drozen is lying in the Acider Flames dead, and he will never be missed.
What do you mean by this, The Council of the Faceless Tongues asked in spite.
The Legate put his foot on the table and grimly whispered, You have a tongue but no sight.
So if you cannot talk, you will no longer live, because you rely on words to see-breathe.
The Legate then put a vision-silencer on the table, and Dialect knew it was time to leave.
The Council of the Faceless Tongues tried to talk faster, but soon all was still and quiet.
The Covenantial Project breathed a sigh of relief because that was the end of tyrants.

The Covenantial Project then went to the Voidless Midst to finish his Federation assembly.
He sat down and used the Decipherment Charter to form different positions to defend this coming enemy.
When he was finished he got up, and said into the darkness of space, It is settled.
Creation will soon be free with Drozen dead and the Council no more there to mettle.
It may be the Meggadian rotation, but with the Federation here to stand and defend.
I hope the Nova Knights and Patriot Knights are formed soon, to bring this nonsense to an end.
They will be my mounted forces on Centaur-Raptors, with the Brackti as the Footpieces all is complete.
Victory must be ours because there is no chance of recovery of everything loved from defeat.
Breastplate-Bearer asked Message, So between you and Drozen, who would have been ruler over the Dahomeyians.
Lady of the Night rolled her eyes and Drent said, You cannot be a brother in law without the in.
Our royalty wished to marry each other, so that the Blood-Genes were not polluted.
Dragon-Man and Lady of the Night nodded, because this rule in terms of Drozen was not refuted.

They announced there was an additional day
That would be called the thirteenth day of Christmas
I thought this was very unlucky but I dare not say
But in my head I screamed  no you fools what on earth is this?

Twelve was so good because it was almost biblically stored.
Twelve disciples and the twelve sons of Israel.
But thirteen is so unlucky that it doesn’t even have a floor.
I have to get in touch to someone to appeal.

If I don’t intervene the new last day of Christmas would be January 7.
There should be a room with concerned relatives for people who made it.
Forget a Stairway, I need a telephone line to heaven.
Because I am sure that the people would not be elated.

Then I woke up from my dream, and it was Christmas Eve.
You would not think the crazy events the mind can believe.

I am a man of my word
But what happens
When there is no word
If we just meet.
How do you know my character
When characters have not been said or written.
Can character be formed?
Can my word be bond?
When we have not exchanged pleasantries.
I must strive to be the man you want to deal with
No the man you say did not even act like a man
But as a rascal.

So once words are spoken
They are bond
And I will be a man to them.
Adopt them as my own.
Raise them.
Take care of them.
And make sure that they are good.
I would not want to be a man of bad words.
A man to bad words.
Because then I will be a man condemned by bad words.

They told me
That God told them to tell me to get off of His grass.
I said I spoke to God yesterday.
And it is not grass I am standing on but water.
And God is standing next to me
Would you like to talk to him yourself?
I thought so.

Your breath was invaded by beer.
***** was its companion and friend.
When I look at you I feel fear.
Wondering when it would all end.

You were fallen face-first out on the street.
Removed from the consciousness of the earth.
If you and alcohol fought, you suffered defeat.
Every day you suffer more loss of self worth.

I grab you by the ankles and drag you home.
But you are heavy, so it is a burden.
Now we are back at the house, and you and I are alone.
On the outside I am happy, but my heart is hurting.

You slowly turn over, and start to snore.
I wonder how you could be asleep through it all.
I cannot keep on doing this anymore.
Alcohol may be your friend now, but it would be your downfall.

The president was about to address the people.
One of his staffers was worried.
He said to himself, I hadn’t actually see him prepare.
I saw him watch TV.
He was on the golf course.
The president before him prepared extensively.
Had teams to write out what he would say.
The staffer called out, Mr. President!
Have you been briefed?
The president shook his head and said no.
I would have looked at the briefs.
But there was a movie.
And then it was time for take out.
The staffer shook his head and said, You didn’t go anywhere.
The president retorted, I sent Secret Service.
To get me the Big Mac with the sauce.
Because lately the White House chefs have been slipping.
But enough of that, I have to address this crowd.
Besides, it is like driving north.
As long as you can see the sun you are fine.
And I am good.
The president stepped out into applause.
As the staffer kept hitting his head with his hand.
Saying.
I don’t know if he is the caretaker of the White House.
Or the White House is the caretaker for him!

They told me
Son sit down
Because we don’t need to fight.
You can relax with benefits
So I left
But I came back
No one called me to arrive
I just had a feeling
The fight was here.
They would need a man of war in their midst
Because even though I left
I never took off my armor
So when I saw this day coming
I thought, Poor fools who would attack
They never accounted for me.

I was smiling on the outside, but it was all a façade.
Because my eyes were too nearsighted to see the face of God.
Someone passed me His contact, and I feared they would hurt my view.
But when I put Him in, I saw the full wonder of Jesus in you.
The way you served God was amazing, it was your haven.
I was inspired to do work for God with you, so you would not be heavy-laden.
You challenged me to be a better man of God, until there was more God than man in me.
I saw that we could create wonders together and I saw you as family.
You said that I had an anointing, I thought it was just a mere gift.
Now I could view the face of God in all his features, you were my chair lift.
We have a stronger relationship with the Lord above, to serve him in love.
It was like the time Christ came out of that water and the Holy Spirit came as a dove.
I am now smiling on the inside, because the Holy Spirit is my grin.
And now I feel the way Christ does when he gets ready for his Bride, because of my wedding.

Someone was watching Drozen and Dragon-Man headed for a confrontation.
And cursed that the Faceless Tongues did not choose him to battle the Federation.
But he was trapped in the Perishment Cave, and the Faceless Tongues had said.
There will be no peace, until the Federation and Dragon-Power are all dead.
We will choose Drozen, a mercenary who will add Earth to the Conquested Universe.
This being could not protest because he would never be able to get there first.
But through the Foresight Waters, he could see that the Federation was assembling.
The Legate, a voice called out in the darkness of the Acider  Flames to mention
How would we free you, all of our potions are impotent against this fire heat.
The Legate replied, I can stand the heat, but the darkness is too blinding.
Suddenly a dark shadow arrived with beast of burden and said, To rescue you is my assignment.
These are Magaian tiger-hounds, who can eat both the flames and the darkness.
We will then go and make a Scimita barter at the Logre markets.
And why should I trust you, The Legate said as he sat down in the fire.
Because Dragon-Man is the Oathed Sacrifice and he belongs on the altar pier.

What is your name, The Legate asked, and he said, I am Dialect.
I was a Faceless Tongue but they kicked me out because I had no respect.
But in truth, it was the entire council that transgressed against me
And once we finish off Dragon-Man and Drozen, we will go after the Faceless Tongues harshly.
The Legate said, You may proceed, and the Magaian Tiger-Hounds proceeded to eat through.
Dialect took the Legate’s out of the remnant of the Foresight Waters to meet his crew.
Dialect waved his hand and said, These are the brave warriors who live to die for you.
I will be your Warmonger General, and together you will see this is the best decision.
The Legate stepped to the edge of the Hapsumed Mountain and shouted, The Legate is Risen!

The dinosaurs did not die out, the survivors became the Dragon Power.
They left for higher ground in the Arurian Tower.
They worked on the Abyss Sword, Winged Fire Lance, Nike Sling and Composti Bow on their grind.
Because they thought that the power that killed the dinosaurs would come a second time.
To succeed where the first time, they had failed.
But they could not leave the tower, they were jailed.
I, Jonathan Maine, stumbled on the Tower, but the weapons were not there.
That someone malevolent would take them was the worst of my fear.

Suddenly I heard a voice who said, We are the Dragon Power and you are chosen.
To become Dragon-Man, and fight against our enemy called the Drozen.
This adversary is also yours, but our weapons were stolen by various evil.
Now you must go on a journey to get this arsenal back, and save your people.
I asked them why they could not fight, and they said, We do not have a presence.
When the Drozen fired asteroids at Earth, he disembodied our essence.
We could make the weapons, but we could not use these instruments.
But we will give you the power of disembodiment as our influence.
And here is what your people called a watch, it will tap into the power of Dragon.
But do not talk about us, no posts on social media or bragging.
I was astounding, but I was glad to have such nice bling.
Now it was the time to save all of Earth and everything.

The Dragon Power warned, Drozen wants to destroy everything, even the darkness
You will have to fight the evil on Earth, but keep your eyes on the ultimate test.
I took the watch, and pressed it, and instantly I saw the Diablo-Robots
The Dragon said, the power of the sky-animals on Earth was transformed to throw shots.
Because the asteroids contained a powerful source called Warbeuite.
We took some of it and used it to make the weapons to fight for good and right.
I just had one more question, how do you speak English so fluently?
People would walk by our tower and have conversations beside the tower’s sea.
I took the watch and pressed another button, and suddenly I was at home.
Out in the day, unbeknownst to me, a powerful being was getting off his throne.
Set a course toward Earth, he said, because this earthling will ruin my plan.
I am going to finish now what I should have done in the beginning.
Master Drozen, we are on our way, the Diablo-Robot said with glee.
Little did I know the strongest force in the universe was coming to fight me.

I remember the day.
I am so proud to say
Like it was yesterday.
It made me glad as a house of clay.
It had to be a day.
There is no other way
Because all days end in day, right?
There is no Monnight or Thursnight.
The day someone threw me a celebration over there.
Of the 7th anniversary of my 20th year.
Some would say it was not much to achieve.
I would say getting up to 27 is a big accomplishment to believe.
With not a gray hair or a wrinkle on this head.
Some would say I look like a boyish youth instead.
So when I got there, we had a delightful speaking.
I would daresay I could feel my knees begin to weaken.
So if there was a accomplishment, I would say it was from above.
Because it was when I realized that like was nothing compared to love.
You can be like someone, but you cant be love someone.
That sounds like the English my teacher used to frown at, said it was unbecoming.
But my teacher would smile at this, and say this is cute.
The day I stopped running after everyone, and chose one for pursuit.

The breath of fear is twice touched.
Once by the winds of belligerence
Which speak out to those ravens of terror
Whose flight no weapons can hunt
Twice grasped by a shaken spirit
Which refuses to sleep as I  cannot exhale
Because that inhale is throughout the chest
And I cannot relax until it comes back to the heart.
Maybe the solution is not breath
But the waters
Because it is in the dampness that this breath is put where it belongs.
So I can arrive to the place I am supposed to be
Even if those waters are only in my eye.

It wasn’t my choice to come
I wish I had better things to do.
But I did not want to leave.
You almost lead me to the altar.
I asked where is the sacrifice.
I should have asked who are we sacrificing to
I did not see the knife held behind your back
That was about to be plunged into my back.
All I saw was a type of smile
That seemed out of place.
I just turned
And saw a quick motion
I thought it was a helping hand.
But it was more sinister than that.

At first, all I felt is pain
That I could not remove
That I could not reach
That I felt, I could not endure.
You were gone.
Made one excuse or another
That I had stopped believing long before this day.
You were gone
And left me alone
Not even on the altar
Just alone.
You had wanted me to come with you
As you were leaving
But no one is that beautiful.
And at the end, you thought everyone was more worthy.
All you left me was this open wound.
This wound, that was not yet behind me.
But you were gone
And as I freed the knife behind my back
I also felt free
Because you were gone.

I was sitting at home.
Watching tv.
When I decided to go out
And get the mail.
I look through the mail.
One of them is from Sallie Mae.
I sigh
Deeply.
Sallie Mae is like a stalker woman.
Wait not like, is.
She won’t quit calling my house.
She wont quit sending me emails.
She wont quit giving me letters.
Most of which I tear up
And burn in ritualistic fashion.
See, I don’t have the money.
I don’t have the time.
I don’t have the patience.
I am not the one.
So I call her on the phone.
And for an hour and a half
I explain to her my situation.
That I took her out
With the expectation that money would come later.
But now jobs are hard to come by.
So cant we just be friends?
She then starts throwing words about like interest.
I don’t know where that came from.
I’m certainly not interested in her.
I started to talk about forgiveness.
My bad
So I decide to forbear my loans.
Future me can worry about them.
It can be future me’s problem.

The patient asked his doctor
Doc, will I be cured.
The doctor shook his head and said.
There is no medicine for what you have
Not even a march for people to be in to have the medicine available
Or congressional hearings where Big Pharma
Who have rap records that cost more than homes
Are accused of withholding that medicine
Which by the way, there isn’t for what you have
Because all you have is gas
And by the way you smell, it is gone.
Now get out of my office!
You still owe the co-pay on your way out.

The Isotrain Mechanism then headed out in the midst of the stars.
Dragon-Man programmed the Matic-pilot to travel just this far.
He then piped up, So what do you think should be our new slogan?
I promise whatever ideas you guys have I will be open.
Breastplate Bearer sat up and spoke, as only he would
If we cannot defend thee, then nobody else could
This fight isn’t our fault but we still go full throttle
You fool Breastplate-Bearer that is not a fitting motto.
Lady of the Night asked, Where is Message I have not seen her in a while
Message came out of the Emerald Latrine with the biggest smile.
Why you grinning, Lady of the Night asked, Message said, Oh I just heard you talking absurd
And mottos, slogans, and anthems are my speciality, my people dabbled in spoken word.
From the depths of the sky to all the realms you know, we are arisen and come.
So Drozen and the Faceless Tongues, those will not end up slain cannot run.
This is the SheTalkman of the Federation, if you did not have evil you’d have nothing at all.
So it does not matter how you will rise or where, because you will together fall.

I’ve never heard of SheTalkman, Dragon-Man said with a wry grin.
It doesn’t sound as good as Breastplate-Bearer, said Breast-plate Bearer’s seated voice scowling.
Message said I guessed now is a good time to say that I am the Federation’s spokesman.
Or spokeswoman, why you Earthlings attach male to everything is one thing I don’t understand
You can’t say mankind without man, Breastplate-Bearer said in a combative tone.
You also can’t pronounce it without kind, Lady of the Night interrupted, So leave her alone.
We are here, Dragon-Man said, relieved to break them up before something bad happened here.
This is an ugly here, Lady of the Night replied as the Isotrain Mechanism shifted to Chaplain gear
Dragon-Man touched his head and then his chest, Message asked, What on earth is that?!
Breast-plate Bearer condescendly said, we are not on Earth anymore, and it is a Bloodstored Chant.
Dragonman replied, There is no Oathed Sacrifice without the Bloodstored Chant and the Laisian oath.
Lady of the Night asked, Do we come for war or peace, and Dragonman said grimly, Both.

I wish to write this poem.
But I could never tell you its all about you.
So when I sent it.
I say it is a metaphor or personification or something like that.
And when you say aww  it is beautiful
I bite my tongue
Because I wish to say you are beautiful.
I couldn’t write any other way to describe you.

And when you say You are a good poet.
I think to myself
Its easy to create when you are the inspiration.
But then I snap back to reality
And go back to the friend category that I know
Crawl back on hands and knees into the friend zone.
But now I hope that being just friends will not be for much longer.
Cupid keeps shooting so it is not safe to say in the friend zone.
My only fear is if I ask
I would lose the friendship we have
So I have to make this poetry speak
I say I was influenced by Valentine’s Day.
But I leave out that you are my muse.
Because every goddess must have her day.

In the beginning,  was the Word.
The Word did battle with the dragon
The dragon was an angel.
Everything in the beginning was good,
Until iniquity was found in this angel.
Then the WAR began.
It was a fight to see
who would win,
the Word, and the dragoned angel.
God prevailed.
In heaven.
Now he had to prevail on Earth.

And as he lay dying on the cross
He heard a voice.
And he recognized that voice
It was Caiphas.
But Jesus knew the SPIRIT behind that voice.
Caiphas walked up and down
And spat out
If you are the Son of God
save yourself!
You don’t even have to save us.
Enough is enough of this nonsense.
You claimed,  to be able to save the world,
But you cannot free yourself off of two sticks?!
The Word was silent.
The one who spoke creation into existence did not speak.

And Caiphas continued.
You disgust me.
Now look,
you are calling for Elijah.
We all know His fire cannot help you this time.
What are you gonna do,
Burn yourself off of the cross?!
Just step off the cross, and the pain will be over
Your allegiance to your cause, is astounding.
Or more accurately, pathetic.
Because of it, you are now stuck between two thieves,
hanging in the boiling hot sun,
about to die.
Is this how you envisioned yourself?!
Such is the fate of fools.
The problem with dying for a cause is when the cause demands more than death.
  
Well, Jesus died.
And rose again
He was the one strong enough to lift the stone
Because the Son of God could not stay buried.
Although he left our sins buried.
He rose again.
And brought the victory from heaven, to earth, and back to heaven again.
So now we can walk in victory everywhere our feet can touch.

Thunder is heard
Because lightning is coming.
When a shot leaves
It makes people react.
My voice will be heard
Because I have arrived.
And I am here to stay.
I may have been through a lot.
But what was in me is more than I have been through.
So if you come to meet.
Consider it a blessing
Because you have seen a man
Who should not have been there
But because there is a plan
I am here to greet you in the flesh.
And when I leave
Be sure that I would have made an impact
That was not there before.

The pool I want to be in
Is my own gene pool.
Swimming with my ancestors
Who were kings in a distant land.
Don’t touch that, it is the gene pool.
But there was disease.
There was contamination in the gene pool
My ancestors had to escape
Be further away from the king
But closer to living.
They were traders,
They were pharmacist.
Correction
They were people who dealt with pills without licenses.
But soon the royalty, wanted them back.
So they became chiefs.
Maybe one day my grandfather’s lineage will become king
And enter the house my grandfathers were forced to escape as a boy.

You were the Dr who fought racism’s malady so well.
The King who got assassinated on the balcony hotel.
The oracle who said I have a dream, made it seem serene like crops.
The man who said I had been with prophets to the very Mountaintop.
King rose to tops of sunshine beginning, lead us to climb with him in
When we slept, we had visions of a new mind that’s winning.
A dream where the only race was one where people got on one knee. People would be taken care of, so that they would not go hungry.
That dream is close to us, it creeps nearer to us by the minute.
Because when King said I had a dream, he saw me in it!

I am a proud American.
But they say that pride goes before a fall.
I told them every year fall comes around.
So the American summer must be all pride.
Because summer is before pride.
And in summer we celebrate Independence Day.
Too bad we don’t celebrate Independence Eve.
The last day that we were not free.

Imagine if the time came to sign the Declaration of Independence.
And there was nothing to sign it with.
Panic all around.
White wigs falling as they scramble to find writing utensils.
So we can see gray hair and no hair.
Someone crying out, How will Britain know we are independent
If we do not sign this Declaration.
Then it is just a paper full of grievances and complaints!
It would sound like whining!

Someone yelling out, “The ink is made from geese.
We must prepare a fattened geese
And extract the ink from it.
Hurry, hurry!
Another voice screamed, You fool!
The pen is made from geese
Not the ink!

In comes John Hancock.
With the writing implement.
He came in saying, No need to torment geese
They will be our dinner in time.
I will sign first.
Then he started to sign.
And his signature took up half the document.
And said with pride, I wrote it so that George III can read.
Without having to use glasses.
But how would George III read it
If the Declaration of Independence stayed in America?
The others sign.
And now I can say I am a proud American.
Because there is an America to be proud of.

I have published a book called the Story of a Message. It is my poems about Message and the Federation in a narrative poem novel. Feel free to buy it on Amazon!

I told someone
Stop being a doubting Thomas
And know I am here for you
The person shook his head
As he leaned closer and grinned saying
Oh no.
I’m not Thomas I’m Judas.

The Love is blind, it needs the sight of dogs to move.
The dog is me, I can release my love to see.
I know I have a choice, I see I have a use.
You say I’m untrained for the house, I say I’m me.

They rush to find another dog, but I wag my tail.
I’m sure I’m their only option, so I wait.
I grin and say that this dog is for sale.
And that I’m sure to fit my owner great

Me and her go off into life, against the drive.
I play the game of catch with her, she is the catch.
Go down on fours, ask her become my wife.
Because this dog knows when he’s found his match.

We find a house so good for both of us to live.
I’m grateful that she gave this dog a place to give.

I hoped that you felt better.
I even yearned more than what happened did not come to past
I did not want to lose you, because you mean the world to me.
When I was too sick to climb out of bed
You were too good to leave me alone
Sent the scent of flowers and the arm of cards to reach me.
Now you have taken to your bed.
Which is of sickness and God forbid not unto death.
So I know my duty
Because this is a temporary portion
I will set out to help bring you to the land of the healthed ones.
Because this is what friends do
And this is more than friendship
You are my kinfolk.

I see that you are aiming where I stand.
You think this genius is on command.
Swift to come in a speech that is canned.
I just take intelligence by the hand.
I must be known inside this adopted homeland.
You can’t build my castle upon the sand.
Because I’m sitting on a hundred grand.
I’m kidding, but don’t you know this is a brand.
Because this flyness is not autopilot,  it is manned.

I want to speak to you
In a language I cannot understand.
That has never been written down.
With words that were not created by me
So I cannot take full credit
But I find useful for my purposes
They said it should be easy
That I should just be able to say how I feel.
Not with this tongue.
And those who said it is nothing
Never knew what it is like to give their everything to someone else.
Or they would be nervous too
Because these words that are worth saying
Are worth a second thought
I said I did not understand this language
But I know it is the most influential power that comes from my body.
I wish I could take out my heart and let it speak for me
While I was in another room.
I guess I have to muster up some courage
Because this language requires multiple emotions in one phrase
And some of these emotions are contradictions
Bravery and fear
Humor and seriousness
Happiness and apprehension.
But through all this trepidation.
Its amazing that with the same mouth I can put common food with
I can say I love you with all my heart.

These hands.
Just look at these hands.
May the above bless the work of these hands
Who sift and toil so much through the dirt.
That the dirt becomes a haven for the living.
The dirt was there before we were.
Some say we came from the dirt.
Others whisper we will go back to the dirt.
And we were taught to fear this dirt.
Because we escaped it.
When we don’t want it to be the indicator of final rest.
But now we know the dirt adds a missing component.
Called work which builds us.
So when we kneel down to gather this ground.
The work of these hands is put inside so that we multiply.
So our work becomes their work becomes your work.
And it all started because of one, toiling hand.
I don't think I have to ask the above to bless
Because we are already blessed.

I am Abner
Commander of Saul’s Army
The Lord’s Army.
I have met this David
Of which many goodness is spoken.
I saw that he was brave
But he would need skills in battle to become a warrior.
I trained him with Jonathan.
Jonathan was quicker with the spear.
His hand traveled faster with the spear to the target.
While David was still pulling back his arm.
Jonathan's spear stuck through so much it was hard to take out.
But David's spear nicked the target then fell to the ground.
I am sure that it is because Jonathan was more skilled
Because of practice
Because of experience
And also, because he was stronger.
He had the height of his father
The heart of his father.
But not his rage.
Jonathan was a better warrior that the King because he kept a cool head.

I’m sure David’s skill with staff and sling did not prepare him for spearwork.
But David was relentless in his pursuit.
And eventually with practice
He learned how to march and not always run
Gradually learned how to fire a bow from distance.
Dare I say, better than Jonathan
I guess it was because his skill with the sling
Helped him with missile weaponry.
But I had to tell him to always aim.
And that just because you could fire 13 arrows in a minute
Did not mean it was reasonable to do so.
So eventually over time, David grew
Even though when he stopped he was at Jonathan’s shoulders.
I knew he would be a general.
So I made him one of my commanders.
Then a servant came to where me, Jonathan, and David were.
Saying that the Philistines were coming.
I hoped David was ready for war.
Because he understood warfare
And not just fighting now.

When you get hit
Get up.
The ground is not worthy enough for you to stay down.
But every slap that life deals you across the face
Every punch that is dug into my chest.
Trying to stop my heart.
And cut off my whole conscious situation.
Tells you that some touches are not gentle
Some reaches by people are not meant to help
And every time someone ***** a fist at you.
It is an opening for you to punch back.
Where their fist isn’t
That hurts.
Good.

Because whatever is attached to the arm, is a body.
With feelings and bones that can break as they wanted me to.
Ouch.
Either I say it or they will
But it has to be said.
Hopefully after we both smashed.
I’m just banking on them saying it first.
With life’s teeth on my fist.
I don’t want to fight no more
Good.
I never did.
But this is not a fight.
This is discipline.
Because my hits don’t make life chaotic
My hits make life calm down.

I move in the area where ghosts reside when they are no longer counted as part of the living.
I wasn’t sent but somebody sent for me.
Because I come from a place that was a garden, but when I left it was abandoned.
Don’t mourn for it, don’t mourn for me.
Because when the sustenance stopped everyone should have known.
It is always better to find a place than to be displaced.
There was comfort there, I wanted to reach destiny.
So I counted the days that it could not rain until it outnumbered the seasons.
I saw a chance and seized the opportunity.
Because gardens are great but you can’t live outside forever.
And memories don’t build houses for me to live in.
The weather is never right and eventually all climate just becomes burdensome.
I moved in silence until only my actions could speak for themselves.
Now I feel like I belong, but I hope I won’t be long.
Because I looked up at the sky again, and it did not rain.
And the dryness in my throat says it’s about that time.

God said to Adam heed your salvation is by woman’s seed.
Human’s need comes when Christ saves in a great stampede.
He’s coming with fighting forces all mounted on white horses.
Christ is the Morning Star and our brightest sources.
I’ll be captured in the Rapture and dressed up so dapper.
There’ll be no tears, forever smiles and everlasting laughter.
I’ll see myself posted on the wall when God tagged my selfie.
I”ll get and inherit a name above so now I’m wealthy.
The Book of Life has my name so that I can proclaim.
Worthy is the Lamb who was slain for sins when he came.

My name is Joseph
That is what my father calls me.
I am a dreamer
But when I told my brethren my dreams
I saw disgust all over their faces.
I don't know why they are so upset.
All I said was that they would bow down to me.
And I would rule over them.
I thought it was obvious even before the dream.
My father gave me a coat
And sent me out to my brothers.
I had another dream
I think I'll tell them in the fields.
But they grabbed me with angry hands.
I had no idea they had such hatred.
They threw me in the pit.
Where there is no waters.
I looked around
I tried to climb out
I slipped and fell.
I'm so thirsty.
Brothers if this is a joke its not funny
Let me out!!!
Will I ever leave this waterless place?
Or will it be my grave?

When I have to serve the Creator, I bring everything to God’s throne.
Because the X’s stand for crosses that I died on to self, I have the King’s chromosome.
The King's chromosome is the DNA that swam in the blood that spilled from Jesus’s side.
And it lives on my tongue as the It is finished that Christ uttered before he died.
God said I will be written into history, I am just wondering which book.
I was deep into sin, and seeing myself as fallen when he made me switch looks.
Jesus went into the sky without a spacecraft, I said I couldn’t be forgiven and his face laughed.
Because God reassured me that he was wounded for whatever was in the past.
Jesus flew to the dimension that had no name, high tension would never be the same.
Because he said my sins were forgiven, and my mention of it should not be on my brain.
So when I look out into the seas, God’s voice speaks and says to walk.
I step out onto the waters but don’t sink into the depths, because I followed God’s motivational talk.

I looked outside to the grass
And my heart was delighted.
I said inside Free at last
Because the snow was invited.

I knew it was that appointed time.
For the snow to fall from the sky.
To coat the earth with white grime.
So it could be said, The snowfall viewed I.

But now was the time to shovel.
And I was hoping people would come.
But now I was going to be in trouble.
The shoveling would be done by one.

I took the shovel and went outside.
Lifting the shovel was like weights.
The snow had no where to hide.
But putting it on the grass went great.

Because it is the snow that makes the grass grow.
So the white grime this season is a must.
Believe me when I say this is divine snow.
Because Mount Olympus has fallen on us.

If you cried me a river
I would walk on that water to get away.
Can’t you see my reflection through the waters
Because my face is also blinded by tears.
You say that you are not crying.
It is just the rain.
I said, out loud.
Rain does not just hit the face.
But sorrow does.
Regret does.
And the reason why we give flowers to patients
Lay a wreath down for the fallen.
Is because our need for regret must be satisfied.
While appreciation sits there hungry.
Because I did not cry a river.
I just used the water from my face to write your name in the sand.
And walked away.
At least my footprints will remain.
Until the river you cried washes them away.

We shall fight on the landing grounds
We shall never surrender!
Ask not what your country can do for you
Ask what you can do for your country!
Sir I just asked you if you wanted chicken or fish.
As the main entrée.
His children looked embarrassed.
Daddy is at it again.
This time he combined speakers
And nations.
And the confused waitress was just standing there.

She did not know if the chicken would fight on the landing grounds
Or if the fish should ask the country what to do.
Because Daddy was thinking of the battle
The times when men were men
And everyone knew this fact.
His children just wanted to eat.
Daddy finally spoke up
And said Buffalo.
They say its endangered.
I have to eat one before they are all gone.
My ancestors enjoyed them.
I should too.
Too bad I could not hunt it.
But if someone would be  kind enough to hunt it for me
The waitress cut him off and said, We don’t have buffalo.
And I doubt that your ancestors even saw buffalo.
I told you that 10 minutes ago.
Now chicken or fish.
Fish! Said Daddy’s daughter.
Can I get shark? Daddy asked with anticipation.
You said you have fish.
Might as well have the king of the sea.
Well he was king.
Now he is dinner.
The waitress was dumbfounded.
Men might be men.
But where this man came from.
Men might have started off something else.
But it did not matter.
Because his children looked despondent
Like they went through this before
Or like this happened every thing they went out to eat.
I’ll see what I can do, The waitress replied.
Daddy looked happy.

When you put your ear to my chest.
You can hear the sound of true love.
A heart that yearns to be with you.
A dream confirmed, a wish granted.
Happiness is the portion of us both.
My chest is like ground
Only good can grow there.
And when you smile up at me.
I feel all good inside.

The angels said
I can’t see the tears coming down my God’s cheeks
So I have to cry on his behalf.
It was a bad day
It was the worst day.
Because Jesus had called for his father
He winced with pain at blows
When before he could walk through crowds
Walk on water
And walk with God.
But now Jesus is looking to the sky
And he cannot see his Father.

But the Father can see him.
And the angels can view him and mourn.
They beg God to intervene.
Saying that he has suffered enough.
But God rises from his throne
And says he has to suffer unto death
And rise again.
Michael drew his sword
And said that he was well-acquainted with fighting Satan
He would get Christ out of hell when he dies.
God told him to put his sword down.
The Battle belongs to the Lord’s
Because when I said that God is a God of War
I meant all of the triune God.

Jesus breathed his last.
And it became dark
As dark as the day that it flooded.
Because now all the angels wept.
One of them cried out,
God is Dead!
And God still sitting on his throne replied
The immortal God cannot stay perished.
Because he saw what they did not.
He looked into the afterlife
And saw Jesus walk in victory again.
When Jesus came to heaven
That very day
He smiled and said, I brought the saints with me
All of the mighty people of renown.
They served my Father in heaven
So they will be with him for eternity.
And now
Everyone who believes in me
Will not perish but have life
Because I have broken the back of death.
The Godhead crushed the serpent’s head
Now mankind is free.

I’m not saying I love you.
I’m just saying you are the Friday of my life.
Every day I am with you feels like prom
And every time I think of you it is like Christmas.
I did not say I love you.
I showed you that you are my world.

I remember when I was young
It was in elementary school.
The teacher told us not to bring our toys
To leave our toys at home
Because now was the time to learn
Not for toys.
One boy did not listen
But he never listened
His name was Deshaun.
He had an Optimus Prime toy.
Deshaun said it was his best friend
We did not argue
He brought it every day.
But one day,
Tyler yelled out in class
Loud, for those of us in the back
Teacher, Deshaun has a toy!
He’s not supposed to have it!
Deshaun turned his face
Just his face
His body was turned toward the  front.
And said in a shrill voice
IS IT YOUR BUSINESS?!!
I guess it wasn’t
Because the class was silent
He even brought the toy home
I guess Optimus Prime got to go to Cybertron once more.

I am one of the people who was in the crowd.
Who said to **** Jesus, and said it out loud.
I shouted we wanted the thief, who was guilty
When Pilate asked about the Christ, I said **** he!
I also screamed that his blood be on us and our children.
Little did I know that a generation later, they'd be killed for sin.

I am one of the Roman Soldiers, who gave Christ scorn.
He looked with compassion, as I put on him a crown of thorns.
Then I won the garment, and saw that blessing was in its fibers.
Although I did not have a clue Jesus is the risen Messiah.
When he died I said that this was God’s son truly
So why did we have to treat Christ incarnate cruelly.
I just home that one day he can come back to us.
Because before I did not believe but now in Christ I trust.

I am the thief who hung by Christ on my cross.
At first I told Jesus to save us so we would not be lost.
Then I saw that Jesus came to save us from sinful fear.
I accepted Christ before the Roman came with the spear.
After a long while, my soul left myself as I died.
But before I passed, I saw Jesus at God’s right hand side.
Glory be to Jesus, he redeemed me on my deathbed.
I inherited eternal life before I was left dead.

She said I threw her under the bus.
I told her I did not drive a bus
But I put the ads on it.
She said you did not answer me
Because she saw the person driving that bus
And it wasn’t me.
I kept quiet.

They told me
You don't look like your environment.
I said to them.
You only see my environment when the sun goes down.
In the midst of blackness
But when the sun comes up.
There you will see my face
On everyone that is there
In the midst of blackness.