Beyond the Song...

Unsung are the songs written on the tablets of ones secret heart,only thru the eyes can you see how life tore them apart.As you go by they see your thought,and they know the greed you've sought.We can play in the world or get serious outside of it,one thing is for real,enough with all of the bs.I am one to watch closely around me and the stories on the world news,more amazing are all of the hidden seen clueless clues.Depending on what you believe in,will determine how you look at sin. So rather than pointing fingers and talking behind your own back,cut everyone around you a little more slack.I know what its like to live in a life of my way,yet, its real how God always seems to have the last say.Ive pushed peoples judgement to their edge,then my soul to Jesus I would pledge.Manipulating the kaleidoscope tunnel of thought to which one perceives,from my flesh Ive felt as evil flees.Give not a heavy burdened heart to the souls around you,pity parties and woe me's are for Jesus to see you thru.The more you give to Him,the more youll understand His discipline.There's 2 different ways,one is a complicated rat maze, the other brings new life into the rest of your dying days.

My cup is found overflowing as it sits before me on the table of my life,still, day to day is the battle with the past hidden strife.This is why I can be found praying for the end,a tru request with no pretend.So much good there is to do for others during troubled times,better written and read in Heaven would be these unsung rhymes. As I look around and see so many good people going thru one trial and tribulation after another,I cant help but feel how much better it would be to not have to see another ever again have to suffer.Such is the only hope that I have,to see everyone in Heaven with a smile and sharing a laugh.So distant one can be from all that is, yet filled with peace of an understanding that all is His.He the unseen that we believe in,the one in the same that washed away our sin.It is to Him that I pray,that all your suffering soon will be taken away.

Beyond the song lives the lyrics written...

Let ur writings be ur inhale,knowing that w/out them u cant fly or sail.Set ur soul free above the sea,& walk upon the spiritual waters for others to see.Let not the winds of ther whispers blow u around,for ther bhind the back talk is ther natural sound.Ive looked into the eyes of the wolf dressed in sheep clothing,nothing about them was real or soothing. Many living in a paradise lie,I pray this isnt where u die. See thru the eyes of the lost hallowed dark heart,& recognize who tore it apart. Thers only one name that came to destroy,& his name isnt boy.Ive seen the writing on the wall,FB minds sharing ther fall while others look down acting tall.An icicle of blind illusions traveled thru a kaleidoscope of worldly knowledge,lost w/in the teachings that came from some college.Ur perception is the way u will think,thinking that a shattered boat should always sink.Such are the pieces that fell off the table, now ur looking around to finish ur life puzzle.Let not what has been taught be ur only way, in the new year to come let each one for another pray.God knows what u need,now know that it is His Son that came for ur selfish greed.The key to tru serene peace is unselfishness in all that u do,so that others will see that Jesus is real & true.Let ur mind no longer be itself,by putting those old ways of thinking on ur minds back room shelf.

Here comes the rain again,
washing away the footprints & places Ive been.
Let me take u thru a little story in life,
maybe it relates to ur strife.
Into the world we came,
at first to play its simple minded game.
Living life thru sex drugs & rock n roll,
none of it was able to bring peace to my hallowed soul.
Still the music flows thru my veins,
this is what I feel when it rains.
Thunder rumbling & echoing thru my thought,
and strikes of lighting shocking each thing Ive sought.
Just to write a song,
one that would take from the world its wrong.
I'm all about people doing whats right,
but damn some of us need to stand up and stop the bullshit fight.
People taking advantage of those with lesser than,
somehow ur tie doesnt make u a better man.
4 decades Ive walked and gone thru the real,
never playing while making a back room deal.
Many days Ive spent walking that fence line in the rain alone,
so cold the chill would reach every aching bone.
21yrs spent in a crack addiction,
God knows Ive felt every bit of the last nerve friction.
Maybe ur story didnt involve the drugs,
still I know what its like also not to feel any hugs.
Maybe the evil of the world took away ur innocence at a young age,
and now ur heart lives in a hidden away dark cage.
Maybe ur mother or father didnt give u enough love,
now life seems like a none constant push and shove.
Only u know what brought on the pain,
again with the tears here comes the rain.
I love the rain,
Ive felt the pain.
I love the rain,
maybe its insane.
Dont stop the rain
it releases my inner pain.
Sorrow I have now only for the lost,
for I know what hate cost.
My tears fall for the one that cant see,
knowing who it is that sets the heart free.
My heart aches for the blind,
hoping and praying that they find.
A peace that awaits them just & serene,
I write only what Ive seen.
From the projects in Miami,
to a high rise ocean scenery.
Pain has found its way into every human Ive ever met,
a second guess lost maybe in a bad bet

All are overwhelmed in my life,meeting face to face w/ther strife.Ther way of thinking being changed,for much inside has to be rearranged.All of our life we have leaned on our own understanding,& still u speak missing what God is demanding.To even point out some1 elses fault,is to miss what Jesus has taught.Never has the Holy Spirit thrown my past in my face,no,that only comes from the human race. People thinking they know whats going on,this in ther mind is evils con.Cheating u out of doing whats right,& bringing to others ur issue fight.O' if I could just simply explain, then from u would b taken away the pain.Bring not tribulation to others, instead treat them as Godly sisters & brothers.To think u can do better than God,is to not know the discipline of His iron rod.Leave alone what u think is news,for no one knows the others shoes.Each one of us has been given a different walk,urs shines thru in the way u talk.Evil manipulation using ur good intention,bringing to others uncalled for friction.Word has it if u have nothing good to say,then keep it out of everyone elses day.The Lord isnt playing and He's not letting anyone mess with whats His,learn the difference between what was and now is.Forgiveness & love is the only way,this I hope u understand as I pray.For all to gain,& to let go of the pain.It is a season of new birth,so free ur soul from the way of the earth.A spiritual realm ther is that exist,tru is our Lord's love I must insist.If this writing bothers u,I pray Jesus sees u thru. ? : )

You asked me for my love,&I directed u to Him up above.U wanted to rest in my arms,& I told u they werent lucky charms.You wanted my sympathy,& I told u only Jesus can set ur sorrow free.U asked me to release my pain,then u ran from me and left me alone in the pouring down cold rain.Like all the others before ur time, many are the promises Ive heard to fill any rhyme.I sat and watched as u destroyed what little u had,few were the moments that I saw u not sad.It was a misunderstood worldly love that I saw u crave,I told u theres only 1 that keeps ur heart from the grave. All that u seek for,isnt found inside any worldly door.The compassion that u ask for,isnt here to be found any more.Theres only 1 that can take away ur suffering,& in Him is a love that no one else can bring.Look to the sky,for ther sits He that will dry ur eye. ?

The lines on my face are now writing ther own stories of life,most of them sharing the sorrow and well deserved strife.Now that life has been changed from what it use to be,my spirit is able to soar high and free.I cant define how God does what He does to the heart,He just has this way of mending to whats been torn apart.The happiness that I now see in the eyes of those around me including my children,they kind of erase all of the sad memories of the things Ive said and done.44yrs I lived w/such a deep dark hate that craved suicide all of the time,now for 3yrs Ive released my inner self thru each heart felt rhyme.7 published Books available on amazon,what a difference from being a felony x-con.Tattooed out from ankle to shoulder,my gosh how each day gets better as we grow older.3yrs to the month w/out a hit of crack cocaine,still the depth of its knowing is felt w/in the inner chiseled out pain.This is one of the most precious seasons that these eyes have ever seen,truly filled with Jesus' love that speaks truth in a valley of serenity serene.If an once of pain lingers w/in ur heart,I pray this helps with a new start. Look past the selfishness that dwells inside ur well,now is the time to be lifted from that place where u fell. ?

Sometimes I find myself miles away from myself inside,my soul running behind my spirit hoping none will find.Dreaming of unseen visions behind open eyes,ther messages painted in the crystal clear blue skies.I know many are going thru a major tribulation,just hold on tight to the knot of hope in every situation.Our Lord has heard us crying out for mercy,not for ourselves but that all will be set spiritually free. Unselfishness found in a prayer,shows just how much we really care.I may not know any of u personally,but Jesus does & I trust Him whole heartedly.Such is the season that we reap,when sown seeds for others prayed Jesus will keep.No matter what ur going thru,others are carefully watching you.Be of good cheer,& know that ur time is near.Closer to home each day we should grow,this just because of the precious Jesus that we know.Mine in life may not be perfect,but at least it no longer looks like a ship wreck.Such is the wood that can be mended too,it doesnt matter what kind of storms u went thru.A word of hope & encouragement,for all those that might feel a lil bit bent.Remember that we must face trials of many kinds,& know that the Holy Spirit has a way of whispering perseverance in the winds blowing thru a forest of pines.Gods peace grace mercy and understanding be with u in all that u do,& may He guide u in everything that u go thru.... : )