To live, to love, to lead
To love, to live, to lead
In this race to the finish line
R u_____n n____i n__g against eternity’s time
Let me lead my people to the true vine
Rush to love with all of mine (heart)
And live the life until the sign
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Melanin Queen
Let the sun ☀️ shine on me
Let the light 💡 brighten my day
Let the heat 🔥 remind me of better days
Better days in my native home
Days sitting outside on the front porch
With no wind, no rain, nothing but the blazing sun
Days where I played outside for hours
Without the care of sunburnt skin
Saved
Save me, save me, save me I’m drowning
deep in sin, I’m clouded
The life guard of my life can’t guard me
From the waves 🌊 of this tremor
The world has caved in on me and I’m about to explode💥!
The heat 🔥 has reached me, nobody wants to go deep in its volcano 🌋 before it erupts
opening the hell of damnation and judgement
take me out of this concave abstraction! Continue reading “Saved”
My Love Story
Love is the thing we all hope to find one day. One thing to satisfy for a life, not one day, valentines. We want so much, we trade almost too much to find this thing called l o v e.
I’ve only ever known one love so far in my life and if this is the only one I have, I’ll be fine, because I’ve never felt something more fulfilling, satisfying and captivating than His. kind. of. love.
The most magical, I’d say heavenly love story a girl could have. Something more remarkable than all those stories Disney told. A prince who owns a kingdom wishing just to have a conversation with me. A real life Cinderella story. To want to be known by me, that I was that special that he wanted to commune with me. A precious yet flawed gem in many ways, he didn’t care about the past or the paths I’ d wondered. All he knew was that I was what he wanted. Continue reading “My Love Story”
The Noise
The loud BANGING on the studio walls
e c h o i n g the sounds of my pounding heart
it’s too close to counter, the feeling inside
I can’t explain it but it’s deep within
It’s SHOUTING at me to do something
It’s crying at me to say something
I don’t want to.
First Impressions
It would be easier to lie and hide behind the facade designed perfectly by the architect in me
I’ll be first to say, it’s not all as it seems
Illusions have left us to ill use the idea that what our eyes tell our mind is true
but honestly, without my glasses, I have an oBscUreD VIeW
So maybe… you can’t trust my judgement on this matter but I’ll still tell you
Be careful! of the tricks your mind uses to deceive you..
Here’s why.. Continue reading “First Impressions”
My Story
I was a ‘Christian’ as long as I could remember
Church was on Sunday’s, there was no discussion
I was always at Sunday school, knew all the answers to the bible quiz, always first to finish but I knew there was something missing.
This life I was living, something just didn’t feel right.
I may have known his name and spoken it proudly but I doubt my heart was fully in it. Continue reading “My Story”
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