Why Do You Think So Little of Yourself?

You stand in the mirror and you think to yourself, “Who could ever love that? Why would anyone ever want to love that?”
That monster,
That sloppy disgusting thing,
That vile creature,
You touch your whole body,
Measuring your fat to muscle ratio,
You see the lips of your favorite actress and you want hers instead of yours,
“Her nose would fit my face better,” you think to yourself,
You wear make-up in excess to hide scars that do not exist,
You receive compliments daily, but yet and still that thought persist, “Who could ever love that? Why would anyone ever want to love that?”
That monster,
That sloppy disgusting thing,
That vile creature,
I just want to grab you and get as close to your face as possible and scream, “YOU ARE NOT A MONSTER. YOU ARE NOT SLOPPY OR DISGUSTING. YOU ARE NOT A VILE CREATURE. ANGELINA JOLIE HAS NOTHING ON YOU. YOU DON’T NEED HALLE BERRY’S NOSE. GOD’S BLUSH IS ALL THE MAKE-UP YOU NEED. HOW DARE YOU HATE YOURSELF WHEN GOD LOVES YOU? HOW DARE YOU DOUBT YOURSELF WHEN GOD BELIEVES IN YOU? HOW DARE YOU? HOW DARE YOU, THINK SO LITTLE OF YOURSELF?

Prince of Peace

The walls crumbled, easily,
Crumbled like buildings during an earthquake which were builton sand,
You rebuilt those walls
Three days time,
Restoration at its best,
You are the true vine,
Truth and life,
Illumination in darkness,
The bread of life,
Unleaven,
Pure,
Conceived by the Holy Spirit,
Baptized unto fulfillment,
Your voice bring storms to a halt,
The wind listens to you,
Speak Lord,
You are the door to the everlasting FATHER,
The gate keeper,
Greater than high society world Governements,
You wear stripes for healing,
Emmanuel, you are with us,
You make us whole, Your BLOOD,
The ultimate symbol of LOVE,
Quintessence,
Wonderful, counsellor,
The opposition doesn't stand a chance,
In you the conquered conquer,
We are more than,
You enter ALL places triumphantly,
Your grace is sufficient,
Let us run to your throne boldly,
Unabashedly,
You are salvation, our safety,
Regeneration, we are new,
Justification, We are validated,
You overcame the grave,
Resurrected to the highest,
Ascended beyond the firmament,
Heaven celebrated your arrival,
War retreats in the face of you,
Nothing can take the place of you,
With GOD we are at one because of you,
Everyone is welcome to the feast,
Particularly the least,
It is you Jesus,
Yes, you,
Our Prince Of PEACE.

My GOD Lives

You can keep your coffins,
Save your funeral processions,
Your black dresses,
Black suits.
Keep those tear drenched Church floors and hankerchiefs,
Eulogies by strangers,
Making heart felt statements that they don't really mean,
Death has no place here.
My GOD lives,
HIS heart beats,
Beats like congos in the congo in the midst of mid day heat.
HIS son's blood flooded the treets and closed deaths's door.
GOD breathes,
HIS heart rate is perfect,
Full of life HE is,
HE is alive,
Extinction can skip this house,
Pass over these post,
The life of the LAMB has already been shed,
GOD is among us,
HE dwells within,
My GOD lives...

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Walk

Walk with them through the valley, FATHER,
That place of evil and hatefulness,
Darkness,
The home of the heartless,
The warehouse where the hearts are naturally hardened,
They are your children, FATHER,
Those little ones,
Do not let the savages pillage their innocence,
Keep them from such a violation,
From being robbed of their goods by for force or even persuasion,
Keep them from harm,
Safeguard your offspring, FATHER,
Draw a barrier around them,
Those little ones,
Walk with them, FATHER,
Keep every strand of hair,
Every inch of skin,
Protected,
Let them never get a taste of that non-stop,
Never-ending,
Endless pain,
Keep them from such a tragic outcome,
Those little ones’
Walk with them, FATHER,
In Jesus name,
The name of YOUR Son,
We humbly ask,
AMEN!

No Chains!!!

I will not be your possession.
I will not be your prized prisoner.
You will not hang you chains around my neck like grandma’s pearls.
That is not the place for your ornaments.
I will break your shackles:
Your poverty,
Your diseases,
Your racism,
Your classism’
I abhor your restraints:
Your sin,
Your pride,
Your envy
Your strife,
I will not be bound.
I submit to GOD.
I will cause you to flee.
Your fetters are too weak.
Your iron too soft,
Your manacle is insufficient.
In Christ I am removed from bondage.
In GOD I am released from all that binds me.
I have been unfastened.
I say no to your chains.

We are still being lynched in Mississippi

Nooses on lawns the joke of the hour, people stranded on roof tops because of a struggle over power. When humans are denied their human, and GOD given rights for the sake of political advantage, when the SEAN BELLS still exist, law enforcement, police brutality still persist, arrest quotas breed malcontent.WE ARE STILL BEING LYNCHED IN MISSISSIPPI!
When our president is painted in the image of a monkey, unemployment continues to rise; love painted in the image of money. Mommy or Daddy has an answer for a child that is hungry. When gang life seems more appealing than what a college education can afford you, the desire for malice and infamy is more attractive than truth. When we build our moral houses on weak foundations with no roof, WE ARE STILL BEING LYNCHED IN MISSISSIPPI!
When Blacks and Latinos spend more time in jail than their white counter parts, equal crime but unequal time, right wing and left wing extremism divides, false motives, scare fear is used to create panic and irrational thought. What are their motives?!? When we don't reach out our hand to our fellow man, too scared of community reaction thought! The son gets denied, where is the GOD in us?!? WE ARE STILL BEING LYNCHED IN MISSISSIPPI!
When calamity puts a smile on the faces of our enemies, victory seems too far beyond what we can see. Anguish and misery loves company; which one will you not be?!? When we've become complacent with living in hatred, when our love has been conquered, there is no replacement. When Black, White, Latino, Asian, Middle Eastern hands, hands, just human hands cannot touch. WE ARE STILL BEING LYNCHED IN MISSISSIPPI!