Just A Thought….

If the basis of Judaism is law,
And the way of Christianity is faith,
And the staple of Islam is submission,
Why differentiate the beliefs
When their God requires all 3?


Damaged Goods Part 1


How could you love me if you hurt me?
I’m a good woman and you cursed me for life.
I was a wife,
But I’m feeling like a mistress.
How did I get it in this?
It’s everybody’s business.
Walking in the street
I can’t see a another woman
Without wondering is she someone that you just had to sleep with.
I can’t even sleep,
Cause I’m seeing different women in my dreams that,
You just had to be with.
This isn’t a secret.
I caught you in a another women’s legs
You were sposed be out kickin it
Not dickin in our bed.
Its sticking in my head,
I just knew I was the only one.
Now I sit here lonely with nobody else to hold me.
It’s not for lack of chance,
I can’t trust another man.
What you did to me was priceless and nobody else has sold me.
I tried to be your woman even though I was controlling
I just needed you to listen and console me when I cried.
It hurts.
This pain is a dagger in my back.
No surgery removes it.
I worry that I’m useless.
I tried to hurry through this but the pain keeps me couped up in the house,
Pillows soaked,
A thick lump in my throat.
Eyes dried shut the next morning when I woke up
The day before I found the letter saying that ya’ll broke up.
It didn’t matter who it was
I don’t give a fuck if its a one night fling
I’m the one wearing your ring.
You looked me in the eyes and said that I’m your good thing.
How can I be good when I’m damaged….

My Proper Place…. A Prayer of Restoration

I’m prepared for restoration.
I been through many fires
And you’ve saw how I have faced them.
You guided me through roadblocks, trails, and tribulations.
Looking with my third eye
Trusting that you saw me being patient.
Walking this walk
There’s been times I paid the cost
But I talk to you everyday to keep me on the path.
Blisters on my feet
I’ve got bruises from a fast life,
Had my face planted among trash in the street.
Now I’m looking towards the hills
Past all the sheep.
Way past all the grass I could eat.
Remember all the cash that I had I could blast in a week?
All of that is gone now.
And I’m all alone now.
I have you,
My Creator you’ve been true to me.
You haven’t lied yet even when I lost my step.
Restore me to my rightful place and write that blank check
So I can laugh after cashing it from the bank of my destiny.
Fill my voids with joyous opportunities.
Kill all of the noises that deter us from our unity.
Build a strong tower so I can use the power you’ve given me
To express all the lessons that you have given me.
Elevate my mind in due time,
Restore back to me all of the years that I gave up shedding tears to you.
Prepare me so I can see you clearly.
Your hand is upon me
That’s why evil is near me.
Your grace will deliver me
The unrighteous will fear me.
Hear my cry…
I’m prepared for restoration.


The Argument…. Part 3


You said you’d always love me,
But right now,
Your’re not thinking of me.
It seems you’re getting off while you nail me to the cross.
Yes I kinda lost it for a second but I always come back around,
And now you’re not around.
The house it quiet and I’m thinking of the sounds that we made,
That filled the empty spaces of this place.
There is no replacement,
I’m yours.
It’s only been a minute since you walked out of the door,
It’s only been a fesw years since you pulled all of the chords of my heart
And from then on we’ve been blinded from the start.
You met me at a park,
And played with my kids and from then on
I found out what true love really is…
But there I go again….
You tell me that I bring the past in but see the past can make you laugh,
You’ve never made me cry.
I always wonder why I let myself get this involved but for me its all emotional,
And you said you’d protect me….
You never will reject me and you treat me like a blessing
But right now, I feel like I’m your curse.
I know I’m not the worst you’ve ever had,
I feel so bad I accused you.
I don’t want to abuse you,
I just want to be loved.
I’m sorry.
I hope we make love when you return.
Don’t speak,
Cause the words will only burn us in this argument.