was not ready to work

 

OK I have to because it was my job, I took out the trash I paid some bills.  This time I ran without you, it was kind of cold but I am not going into that nothing you could have bloody well done for me at that time and I might have seemed like a snort nose kid so lets just erase that and not even put it there I called what maybe severn times and who was not on the other end of the line you.   I just want to know why?  I love you dear and it just wont happen again that's right mister,  come here give me your phone there this Price of thing is at its highest,  I have meetings and that would not be appropriate and do I give a you know what you may go where are you going?  breaks kiss, kiss who loves you?  Hello kiss, kiss who loves you and that is how you treat the man and the Dog gets something at least to play with you took mine away the second night.  Later that evening . . . My keys none of them work I wander why you see you see that is why I do not like to give men too much of the you know what then they get strong and fight back got to keep them weak and then you can control OK ladies NO! ! ! this is not the way I have seen true love that last forever and there is spice mmmm that is spicy meat balls like the old times.

                     Now you know that I love to give you something that mellows you out and made me think love you always.
just something I put together after my friend told me.


Depressed

I know of a cold, dark, crooked, hallway,

That always yells out my name.

Each day I open up my eyes,

I see it once again.

It is like a dreaded mystery,

That somehow has got me insane.

This depression it covers me,

And fills my heart with pain.

 Behind the door I patiently wait,

  My ears I cover from shear fright.

I listen to its transient steps,

Each and every lonely night.   

 Why does it stay with me all day?

 Why doesn’t it just go away?

Is it something that I did?

Or something that I need to put away?

There is a smile upon my face, but inside I’m filled with fear,

So I walk around pretending that it isn’t there.

Each time I move my hands from my ears,

Its screams; makes me chill!

I can’t believe that I am the only one who hears and feels like this all day!

What is this thing all about?

I hope you know, please help me out!

Let me know what should be done

This thing just isn’t fun

So sitting here without one clue

I guess there is only one thing to do

To lay this burdens all aside

And towards Jehovah God make my stride

Written by G.t.W  o3-1o-o5 cc

More Than just Words: The Road is clear

More Than just Words: The Road is clear
I often look out as far to see what I can Identify but sometimes it is the same old thing, nothing wow I get nothing, no matter how high the pitch or how low the same sound keeps cominmg the echo of my own voice I wont stop because one day I will get back my very own children who I lost .

How can we do this and sleep well?

This is just, the simple truth!

Man is absentminded; he is carelessness, and his greed is felt by beast and man alike and can be seen all over; the affect that it has today is alarming.   It scars me I hope a tomorrow comes, but this just did not start yesterday, it started many years back.

This is a condor’s tale.  The Condor and others birds of its type have opened up and given grace to man and allowed to share the skies with man; but no one give man anything man takes whatsoever he desires.  He has made a mess of the world;  and the condor did not have a  voice, his has no opinion he is not heard in congress yet still a close relative holds his head high and sits on the flag which stood for something at one time;  Not now we have these flags in offices and Judges and captains of large military ships.         People say who is he again?  No one knows his he will never see or be in the office from which he held so proudly.  There are no songs being song about his; it brings tears to my eyes to see him now      He is but a whisper to those who made their promise to the people back home we will not let our state bird go quietly into the night, so I will tell you this true story. A friend of mine told me while I was sitting on a stool in the darkest part of a bar one night so now listen well because I dare not repeat myself.

The Flight of the Condor

It is now morning and just before the break of dawn; the majestic bird stretches his wings, at the top of his now, manmade nest on the top of a large high power pole.  His chest erected, as he looks out over the horizon for the last time.

      As memory serves, he flies long and high on the hot currents of air.  This is a creature that has evolved and understands that he must rise earlier to make his position clear! Because he now competes with his only adversary man, who has learned the art of his greatness, “The Flight”, even though his wings were shaped and fashioned by the Almighty God, Jehovah himself, for the act of flight of which he is king and the very reason for his existence.

      Now! As he soars above the world, he noticed the air he breathes is heavy with toxic odor and there is a mist that obscures his view and where it was effortless for him to glide, he feels sluggish and his world is dim.

     

        He speaks as he does from time to time, but with each sound he makes, he notices that it sounds like desperate cries for help.  Yet because of his nature he stays on course, fulfilling that which God has called him for and man expects and he gives no less.  And yes he forges in flight and makes his rounds high almost into outer space.  The creature holds true to his forefathers and brings them great joy.

      He looks down and see his prey, miles off in the distance, then without hesitation, he pulls his wings in close to his side and makes himself a missile, then plunges to earth.  Then unsuspecting morsel is transformed into the substance that gives him life.

      He then repositions himself but he struggles to regain flight.  Note! That the world he now knows is not at all the way the ancient stories told and passed on to him through the ancestry, in his genes.  He can no longer rely on his instinct, he has to learn by trial and error, he must forge new ways to survive or die, and he must now adapt! He must kill or be killed, he must try to live the way man has restructured his world.  He must now learn new ways that makes no sense to him and his kind.  He is on the verge of extinction and he knows it, for he has seen his brothers die.   But isn’t he king of his world? And if he cannot take flight and continue to soar then before too long they all will die and be no more.   He has signed a contract with God to live as he has always done, just like his fathers before him, but man and his greed is smothering him with technology and he does not fit in the civilized world.   Unfortunately he does not bargain nor does wage war, he exists in his world and no matter how much he fights we can all see how he dies, we do not have to be fortunetellers.  But we all play a part, and it all brings an end to the flight of the Condor.  

By GtW 11-12-o7

The road traveled

Notes for the road traveled

You are not without the greatness that your God has already bestowed opon you before your birth, He has looked into your future and and sort for your redemtion and sent the one who has also loved you before time; there is nothing that He has  forgotten He is God and if you trust Him, He will rise you above all challenges and you will be victorious in all things.
By GtW  1o-17-2o1o cc

Time traveler

I am but a traveler, traveling through time,

I must remain objective, I must watch the lines.

I must shake this world with every word that I write,

I must submit to Order or I will lose my steady stride.

There is no time for mistakes; this world does not forgive,

And has no time to be kind.

Don’t weep at what I have to bear;

Look behind you, there is you debate.

I am a time traveler I can deal with all that I have got;

Now here is some info, you are a time traveler too,

Or didn’t you know?

Now that you know,

I want to see how you play catch up?

            Before the time comes when you have to go;

HA, HA, HA, HA……… NOT FUNNY I KNOW!

By GtW 1o-19-2o1o

“The neighbor, the Friend” 

            The notion of being next to anyone today is a false fulfillment of what is considered as a community or parts there in.   Note! That we do not have eye contact anymore, we  would quickly pull out our I phone to tweeter our answers to something that displeases us and go right on walking even if while we were doing that we crossed the street and got nit by a bus.    What are we?  Can’t we see that we are putting in to our lives the very thing that will cause our destruction?

            Face it we need to have started open new relationships that we keep us thinking about life.              And looking into the past and the future and watch our growth;  it is from the interaction that makes the good, the bad and love, friendships that helps us to be people and to have the lives that means something.        It cannot all be work and no play for Jack we need the have places that settle in and have friends that we have known all of our life.   We don’t even have places that accommodate families up to the third generation

 Anymore!         Sad thing is that once the jobs are gone or there is a new mall death comes to the old area and we say that is life.     Well I do believe that we should say no and stand up we are life and we are friends and we can remember the times when and we should be saying I have known John or Mary for all our life.       We go into cities and stack ourselves on one another until depression settles in and that is the end of you.    Just something that I want to say!

BY Gtw Sat Dec 4

             

 

Are you still awake ? ( I may be hard but well you tell me)

I just felt to put this up on paper as I recognize even my own responsibility to those in my church and I was just felling sorry for my self.     Well I saw the humongous amount of self praise it was like a cancer, my fellowmen praise them selves instead of give God the glory for the things that they were saying that God’s was not His; they defraud God? Wow? Right in front of me they did that and I did nothing guilty of the crime after the fact!   But how could this all be?  What is the trick, when I was hurting and needed to be served, how I was in need of these things and I said nothing and my church had resources or should have these resources did not care so I was let out in the streets and the street taught me that the water that you give better be the water of the word and the blood of Jesus Christ,  we need to offer the bread of life the body of Christ these are the things that I cannot find inside any church.      

             My Friend died and I cried and cried and cried my mother asked me did you enjoy her while she was alive? I stopped and said yes I did and remembering that I understood that I did not have to go to the Funeral because you will find that it is not all who have really lived life but you will be faced with death twice and she did.

I hope oh God that when in this posision that I hold on to my part of the deal and not let another sin or suffer not just because I can but it is right and Godly.

Compassion

 

Compassion! Whenever I employ it,

My heart leaps for joy.

I am human, with faults!

That I know.

Humbly I express, I care!

Humbly I express, that I am blessed.

Please take my hand, let me truly help!

How else can I show compassion?

I know my faults, and I won’t call out yours.

Please take my hand! No agenda attached,

And I hope you can forgive me, for all the things I lack.

By GtW o2-o9-o6 cc

looking back knowing you could have done just a little bit

Vexed my soul

It hurts to watch my soul walk in to dismal misery,

To part from God and know that all my goals destroyed.

To make dismissed.

To cut with jagged knife the cord that breathes true life,

Oh father! I have vexed my soul.

I vexed my soul when I displease your will.

I have vexed my soul when in the presence of men I have brought you shame.

I have vexed my soul when hardened my heart and stand there unwilling.

I have vexed my soul when in my life, your name it is not proclaimed.

Oh Father!

Can you see my hurt and to what degree?

My soul sings songs, a melody unheard, but inherited by me.

My earthly father had done wrong and never discussed,

The generational curse he passed on to us.

My fight is one! The need to cut this umbilical cord.

In this life, the burden I bear seems too much.

And so my Father who art in heaven I call on you,

To wipe my tears and fix this broken heart.

And now my spinning, spiraling, downward has stopped.

I lay there waiting! For you to pick me up,

And when you do like you have always done.

My soul!  Rejoices like was made to.

By GtW o8-29-o6

 

Remember the sacrifice

      God!

I ask for you to bless these words of mine;

To all my comrades who have lifted their arms to secure our shores. 

To the Marines, to Navy, Air Force, Army and National, Air, Army, Coast Guards.

Bellow to the treetops to the rooftops too let us not forget this day; I beg of you.

            Three Cheers for them all. 
            We now remember those whose charge was no leas that day when they caught their final a round and as there are tears from my eyes.

I too have lost comrades while fighting by my side.
So lets bring home our sons and daughters.;
Their spirits should not wander aimlessly in far off lands;
So shout at the top of your voices hurray! And another! And yet another! Let them hear you your voice will guide them home where they belong.

For we all have someone who has given body, mind, limb and soul and work for the freedom that we now all enjoy. 
We knows it takes all you have; to get freedom,
Money, guns, training but most of all takes lives,
Lives of our boys, who harden themselves and become men shrugging their youth;
It takes grit it takes grim.

Putting off love and growing up quick and even more some may never know or feel the pain. 
Let us never forget that is so small we go to work and sometimes we take it home, if they happen to forget and take their work home a silver box is all they get.
So send them your prayers it cannot hurt and love them well they have already loved you back.


By Guy T Woods Sr 11/11/2010

More Than just Words: The Road is clear

More Than just Words: The Road is clear: "well I tried to make it a bit easer for men to start to reconcile with the man that they know they should try to be and that women are looki..."

The Road is clear

well I tried to make it a bit easer for men to start to reconcile with the man that they know they should try to be and that women are looking for and God expects.   I have in not so many words asked kindly that women open their windows, not their doors yet and give men the Godly push they need and a little more time to allow men to grow before we men become dogs and I am praying to God himself that we at least try;  the road is long and the old Chinese saying is the journey of a thousend miles starts with the first step now please make it and rest asure that God is watching and women are too, I am sure they would just like to run in to a good man that is living truthfully for more than himself but for God and the principles that has been lead down and the positions that are righflly ours from the day that we were born.  I hope that this poem will give thought and reason to women all over the world to through up the sashes and open the windows and let the light of men shine again and come into their lives as human beings and just maybe we can start to trust we have lost it people and guys we really should not even be getting this chance but may God and women have mercy.  Enjoy!

Leap of faith       

You never could look me in the eye when first we met;

And there were days not even from across the street,

A hi or by;

I didn’t fret.

There were things God had to teach me,

The wrongs I did He had to reach me!

But late at night and I would cry;

My God came just console me.

You look at me every other day until I heard you say,

Hey! I was surprised;

Got home I collapsed and cried,

Leaped for joy! Oh boy!

 God said hold on there son wait there is more to come,

I was so sure; He would say that you were the one.

So I worked real hard till each days work was done,

Made a joyful noise to everyone!

Then I was blessed with a revelation,

My life change and a beautiful wife I gained.

God said I would have to fight wars till each battle was won;

He said Guy you would stand on truth not retreat and run!

The vision was clear I would caress and stroke your hair,

I will love you from afar and near.

Soft tender hugs,

Give you kisses like the one from above;

Started out not what you expected, but God is in my commander’s chair.

Now that I have arrived; look close into my eyes, the love of God! are you satisfied?

With no Job and haunted by my pass you would never give me a second look

But who knew? The seed (Jesus) God took in this man’s and made me new.

It just takes sometimes a leap of faith.

By   GtW  !11-o1-1o

What are you looking for do you even know????

I have been married and in two long term relationships and I will say I don't know either.  I know beautiful when I see the outside of a  woman but the inside just passes me by, three relationships well that I think is too much for any man or any human for that matter.
     The funny thing is that before I became broke and had to go back and live with mom it was not that bad to be a guy, now it is horrible.   If you don't make at least 100,000.oo a year, then you are no good and dare you not pay your child support, no matter how much you don't make and she make enough to feed South Africa or he, you are a no good man (woman)and you should be tar and feathered no hope for you! I hope I did not forget the jail time that also scars your credibility as a person lol.   Well that is where most of the good men and some women are, trying to recover from their bad relationship(s). Weather they did the wrong or their significant other it is a process for either party, just hope they can fight or have it good with God and know how to pray;   Sorry to say that men don't hold each others hands unless they gay or have the compassion of God nor have they learned to be a good support to each other yet.  It is good women have been doing this for so long that they have it down to a science all good!  Doesn't help the men any and if you keep kicking down and bad mouthing the very thing you are looking for;  How can you even know what it will look like to be nice, clean, and tall and handsome if you don't give it a chance to straighten up? you would never recognize how it looks when it stands straight on it's two feet.  Somethings and people have the seed they just need a little time sunshine and love, Godly love not what you think is love. I hope you like the poem too and please I am trying to improve my writing.

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Friend

To my friends
                  
                    Well we met and that was great from the start it was joy, like little kids we even held hands and the silent promises (this is a friend I will never forsake).   We pulled out our blocks and build and build a friendship strong and based on God; we wrote on each others hearts I love you that is just it! Us three.

                We have been hurt and bumped a bit all in all the three of us stayed thick :-) your boys grew mine did too but in the heart we naver lost touch,  Gods been good to us I love you now you two as I did before but I have to admit I forgot the fun we made.  Our love was love, a hug was a hug and a kiss a kiss these are some of the things I miss.    The time had passed we look for greener grass when we had it there all along you two love me I loved you two and we were wraped in God's arms wasn't that fun?  So I will end this now because the morning comes, while I am at my Job I will say a little prayer, give a little hug and as I talk to God I talk about my friends all that I love, Good night.

From Guy Woods to you

By GtW tuesday  26 2010

A great Gift

who are you? and me? and what do you know that you have over and above those around you?

You are not without the greatness that your God has already bestowed opon you before your birth, He has looked into your future and and sort for your redemtion and sent the one who has also loved you before time; there is nothing that He has  forgotten He is God and if you trust Him, He will rise you above all challenges and you will be victorious in all things.
By GtW  1o-17-2o1o cc

Note:

Time traveler

I am but a traveler, traveling through time,

I must remain objective, I must watch the lines.

I must shake this world with every word that I write,

I must submit to Order or I will lose my steady stride.

There is no time for mistakes; this world does not forgive,

And has no time to be kind.

Don’t weep at what I have to bear;

Look behind you, there is you debate.

I am a time traveler I can deal with all that I have got;

Now here is some info, you are a time traveler too,

Or didn’t you know?

Now that you know,

I want to see how you play catch up?

            Before the time comes when you have to go;

HA, HA, HA, HA……… NOT FUNNY I KNOW!

By GtW 1o-19-2o1o