Friday, October 24, 2008

poverty in bags

im carrying bags
bags that carry written documents on paper
black ink white bodies carrying the written book of judgement
names of the holy dwelling we receive called heaven thats is only if the righteous accept the plans of the father
Father forgive the bodies that dwell in the trees
weve been uprooted from your dominion of great things
cut down into the matter where we may store greatness by letting them reap from our mistakes
bring us to nothingness
let the spindles of our hair be the veins of newer knowledge
God grant us the look
the vision to see what we do not see
live how we ought to live
for poverty awaits with bags
and i carry them
as a willful punishment
locs of dust
tattered rags of the unknown
foot embalmed in titanium
skin ash white
sleep called them to thier fate.

b.poetic

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

God what have i done with my time?

"Remember how short my time is; For what futility have You created all the children of men? Psalm 89:47

I'm thinking right now and all i can think of is time. Where has it gone? What has been done with it? Who has it been spent with? When did it come and go? and lastly Why is it so short?
God what have I done with my time? I know i've wasted it on meaningless things and meaningless desires. Everything that has crossed my path has been without meaning or has had meaning and yet i looked passed it because the picture was too great to realize to see. It has been a crazy experience for me.

God, I acknowledge You first and foremost for my very existance, the very breath in my lungs for without You i would not be or even be a preconceived thought. God there are so many things going on in this life that you've given me time to seriously look at the greater picture. God help me to see the bigger picture. Help my eyes to open and see a greater vision, open my eyes up from darkness and allow me to see. God, it is You who is the holder and keeper of my time, God open me up in my inmost parts and let me see the way and will that you have drawn up for this time. God, Forgive me of my inner iniquities and infirmities. I'm not perfect God but You require perfection of me. You require big and better things of me. You only ask for me to willingly do what You ask. God provide in me a stronger will for life and for Your will. I'm not strong enough to go on into this life empty handed and hollow hearted. God restore in me a joy, peace and love in abundance. God, it is said in your word "It is good for me that i have been afflicted, That i may learn your statutes"...it is good that i learn from these experiences called life but it is even better when i arise out of these experiences a different person. Let me be that light, that different person, that person that You've made me to be. Let my transgressions be before your throne, Lord God, do not look past them but acknowledge my faults and my hunger pains for Your words. Lord, reveal to me who i need to become in order to understand my circumstances. Lord open me up and pour out the contents of my inmost parts. Lord fill me with something new to reflect on. Something to savor upon so that I won't go far from Your will. David said ' I will praise you with my whole heart; Before the gods I will sing praises to You.' Let my song be made anew. Lord, remove the hurt and anger that i harbor in me. Lord, remove those feelings of doubt, guilt, shame, heart ache, pain, suffering, lack of zeal and hunger for life, remove from me the thoughts that never should have been implanted into my being. Open the doors for the maintenance to be done in my soul. God restore me. Search me, and know my thoughts, see if there be any wicked ways in me and cleanse me from all unrighteousness. Show me to love again. God Bless all whom i have love and deep sincerity towards. Bless them in double portions in their life as well as my own. Help me to forgive those who hate me and love me. Help me to forgive those who correct me when i'm wrong. God Help me to realize where my time rests. Its in Jesus' Name where one day in his courts is better than thousands else where. Amen.

"Though i walk int he midst of trouble, you will revive me; You will stretch out Your hand Against the wrath of my enemies, And Your right hand will save me."

Psalm 138:7