Day to day

Everyday when I awake I hit my knees so we can talk face to face/

It’s the only way I can empty my suitcase full of mistakes and fill it with gratitude in replace/

Then I lace up these boots of faith, keep a tight grip on Your hand of grace & march thru this world of fears at a steady pace/

I’m no visionary but I refuse to sing the blues in tune with doom & misery/

I choose to refute that this rubik’s cube is meant to be consumed by death & gloom/

There’s a reason why His tomb was empty, so you could have life, love & abundance plenty/

He came to earth as the perfect Entity & defeated the enemy so you & I could have peace & serenity/

I envision this time prism as an intermission with the freedom to listen & make decisions/

The perfect vision of our great Physician is for us to choose He who has risen/

Once we select our highest Elect the spirit moves with precision to interject/

Our sacred Surgeon dissects our burdens & removes the curtains of darkness uncertain/

Chess Game

The Lord turns my regrets into silhouettes when I accept Him as King in this game of chess

He removes the stress from my every step & reminds me I’m blessed in the times I’ve wept/  

My essence soaks in a sea of hope & when I breathe in His presence keeps me afloat/

His speech is the only thing not broke in a world that changes with the leaves & melts like snow /

If only you would let go of control the Director of this show would give you the starring role/

My soul is a poetic river of prose that flows from the One who knows/

He removes the rust of old and fills my spiritual bowl with verses of gold/

My purpose is to hold tight to those bold words of Light He brought thru His Son of Sacrifice/

I remove evil land mines from my mind in the name of the Divine/

I’m a soldier on the front lines defending this temple against spiritual crimes/

The Devil may control time but his army folds at the Hand of intelligent design/

My General molds me into my prime so I can march the straight line to eternal sublime/

I’m a listener of signs our Holy Minister administers to defeat the sinister kind/

My faith will never slip out of place as long as I stay in the grip of Your Grace/

I use to run my life like a race to first place but I got lost in the maze and fell on my face/

You changed the pace by removing my hate & erased the slate with His blood on the stake/

I no longer imitate the fake or base my fate off of this world full of mistakes/

I’m a saint sent to break these chains apart & chase Your heart until my soul embarks/

You are my Muse in this art of remarks I choose to use when I seek Truth in the dark/

Muse and the Musician

One day I had the epiphany that life is a symphony & I'm simply a string in His orchestra of infinite Divinity/

His profound sound explicitly drowns out sin with simplicity & positions me under the Crown of renown supremacy/
This music is based on the contingency that His eternal consistency will erase evil & its menacing sentencing/
I sing for His replenishing as the end draws nigh & these eyes strive for the day our King will arrive with the ring for His bride/


My soul is a heaven sent instrument meant to implement Your divine intent/
The goal is to represent His holy essence allowing the Spirit’s presence to mend the soul’s every scarring blemish/
He is the Warden of this life sentence & I’m no longer a prisoner due to the pardon of repentance/


I drink from this fountain of reflection that flows down from His mountain of perfection/
My ink sinks deep into this page of perception & my being beams with Your light of inception/
We are blessed children of Your immaculate conception forgiven of every imperfection leaving not one exception/
My past was full of objections but You chose my soul in the eternal election & now I’m saved from the inferno thru His resurrection/


I no longer lend a fake grin to the secular trend which replaced the Holy Stake for the mistakes of men/
Worldly hypocrites attempt to stitch up their own chin but when you ditch Him you end up in the infinite abyss of sin/
I traded the earth’s words of fiction & escaped the hurt, pain & affliction by using Jesus as my perfect prescription/
The devil used to sting like a syringe in my veins but now I’m on a binge for our King who reigns/

SAVED the day

Most of my life search for purpose never penetrated the surface/

Tried to hide my hurt by selling my soul to this world I worshiped/
Pride was my leading guide on a road map to feeling worthless/
Beaten and battered to death but that’s where this new story emerges/
Glory to You my Lord for removing my sinful urges/
I was a lost soul saved by your love that now thru my spirit surges/


Your mercy broke thru my heart’s concrete mold/
The stronghold of evil was removed and warmth replaced the cold/
Now everyday and night I fold my hands, and thank you for saving me with your perfect plan/


When I close my eyes I dive deep into your world that doesn’t harbor hate or pride/
I glide like a dove basking in the sunlight of your love and eternal life/
A place so quiet You can read my mind/
My Lord and Savior, the Watchmaker of time/
The seconds don’t matter when in Your arms this child I find/

In the beginning.....

I've been roamin around this wicked Earth since birth/
Tryin to quench my thirst and clinch a piece of turf/
Knee deep with greed lookin for treasure in the dirt/
Just another wide eyed pervert tryin to flirt with the world's skirt/
I couldn't come clean with the fact that pride ran this machine/
Dishonesty clouded my vision didn't even know I was playin for satan's team/
Before long I hit my teens and started skippin school so I could break free/
My priorities were all outta wack but I still couldn't see/
Blind to the real meaning/
Dreaming about honeys and money thought I was livin but really I was just running/
What I really needed was a heavy dose of humbling/

I used to dive deep inside my mind tryin to unwind this design and define the meaning of time/
Thinking I could find the solution to life and call it mine/
After years of committing spiritual crimes I now find I was blind to the Divine/
Jesus is now the vine I cling to today until the end of time/
I'm Tarzan swingin from His branches bearin spiritual fruit that buries evil like avalanches/
My soul is on fire all I desire is to hang my hat and retire to that Kingdom Higher/
His word is an explosion against sin savin all these lost souls from blowin in the wind/
Jesus is my best friend now come join us so we can all live eternally as kin/