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More Than just Words: more than just words

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More Than just Words: True love, Heavenly Love

More Than just Words: True love, Heavenly Love: "Love The word love holds, hope if hope is what you look for?It can be a flower, joyously flourishing within the heart;And it stands a s..."

True love, Heavenly Love

Love

The word love holds, hope if hope is what you look for?

It can be a flower, joyously flourishing within the heart;

And it stands a stone throw away from hate, a covetous counterpart

God loves, not just because He can give but because He already gave!

Reach out your hand and pick the fruits of love,

Christ has laid them at your feet for your enjoyment.

They are so sweet but there is bitterness in this life at times,

It can bring with it the ugly side to beauty.

The diseases! Are the generational curse that shortens the life of man kind,

But love somehow prevails to keep an even stride.

Love perseveres; it is the true state of faith that hopes,

And hopes are the Godly side of mercy, blessings, and miracles.

I pray not for redo, I pray for His will and my understanding,

I pray for the love of the prophets so that I may love the wicked heart of man.

The love I seek is one that sits in a seat of respect for the word true love,

As it is displayed and told only in truth and spirit.

You may not but I hold myself accountable to you as I am led to,

The need to feed those who are hungry, cloths those who are naked;

The need to pray with those who need to be comforted,

To just take someone’s heart to the savior whenever I go,

The need to do just what is asked of me, and humble myself, to God be praised!

Love has no markers on one’s palms or on their forehead,

Love conquers, and forgives with out condition.

Love is not a feel good remedy for an illness;  

Love has no comparison, but bears all compassion.

Love it is always going and doing and never is done,

Love wants you always around, you are the one who walks away;

Christ is love! sacrifice personified,

If you think you love then make the sacrifice.

Inspired by the very words of God through his servant Mathew 5:43-6:1-15

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More Than just Words: What Love?

More Than just Words: What Love?: "Love The word love holds, hope if hope is what you look for?It can be a flower, joyously flourishing within the heart;And it stands a sto..."

What Love?

Love

The word love holds, hope if hope is what you look for?

It can be a flower, joyously flourishing within the heart;

And it stands a stone throw away from hate, a covetous counterpart

God loves, not just because He can give but because He already gave!

Reach out your hand and pick the fruits of love,

Christ has laid them at your feet for your enjoyment.

They are so sweet but there is bitterness in this life at times,

It can bring with it the ugly side to beauty.

The diseases! Are the generational curse that shortens the life of man kind,

But love somehow prevails to keep an even stride.

Love perseveres; it is the true state of faith that hopes,

And hopes are the Godly side of mercy, blessings, and miracles.

I pray not for redo, I pray for His will and my understanding,

I pray for the love of the prophets so that I may love the wicked heart of man.

The love I seek is one that sits in a seat of respect for the word true love,

As it is displayed and told only in truth and spirit.

You may not but I hold myself accountable to you as I am led to,

The need to feed those who are hungry, cloths those who are naked;

The need to pray with those who need to be comforted,

To just take someone’s heart to the savior whenever I go,

The need to do just what is asked of me, and humble myself, to God be praised!

Love has no markers on one’s palms or on their forehead,

Love conquers, and forgives with out condition.

Love is not a feel good remedy for an illness;  

Love has no comparison, but bears all compassion.

Love it is always going and doing and never is done,

Love wants you always around, you are the one who walks away;

Christ is love! sacrifice personified,

If you think you love then make the sacrifice.

Inspired by the very words of God through his servant Mathew 5:43-6:1-15

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More Than just Words: The Day After

More Than just Words: The Day After: "The day after So now it is the day after and the gifts are all given..."

The Day After

The day after

            So now it is the day after and the gifts are all given and the dinners are paid for the wine has been poured and the glasses are half empty.      Now what? As I sit here I can just imagine millions of voices, voices rolling around in my head saying, why did not think that this day would mean anything to me it is Valentines Day and that is the way you say I love you?           It happens all the time working hard your aim and focus is for the whole not just a day; and why can’t I get a break?  We are two different sexes Male and Female coming from two different worlds but we cannot exist without each other even though some of us have gone to an alternative drum beat the both sexes need each other.       So are we going to redo next year the same way or are we going to learn that if there is going to be Valentines Day then let us stop giving each other a bloody nose.   If I am correct the time calls for love and a sense la, la, la, la or something like that and people skipping, I guess this year the economy was so bad that they forgot to pump us all up for this affair.      

Back to love and what it should be like in these relationships,  why one reader told me she said “ that I don’t want to be special only once a year so dam this Valentine Day hypocrites and they should all go to hell”  and when I heard that my poor heart broke because, I do believe in love and happiness and it is a real thing but sometimes it is hard to say it and then walk in it with all the obstacles that is called life;  but life also has something which is called forgiveness and all these things go hand in hand not one without the other.           Get up in the morning and you take the sun and the rain so should you take your Valentines, sometimes forgiving the mistakes of another makes life bearable and you live it more honestly;  it is the efforts that are made within the group or relationship we should be talking about and focusing on not always pointing on the negative of a thing but it’s the beauty  of a thing and the possibilities and the steps made which the two make forward: the steps backward need to be put in the past.   See the bulb of the orchard for the flower it may only bear once then die, life sometimes can only be seen once as a vision but you just don’t stop.

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                                               Friend

Be a friend ever so true.

That is the thing, good friends do

Always be a friend on time

While it is that I am waiting; the time is mine.

Think of me always, cause as a friend I am thinking of you

Call me when-ever you hurt

I am ready to carry you to the ends of the earth

Please speak to me when you may need correction;

I will always be true where others will lie and give bad direction.

Tell me about your joy

I will give you more of it to employ.

We are friends and that means a lot to me

You know that’s true from our long history.

Please let me always help you when and if I can

You are like a brother I have already written you into my daily plan.

I will pray each day that God would have me there for you,

And if I have to my life I will sacrifice just for you;

Call me crazy till the end,

What matters to me is I am your friend.

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More Than just Words: In the street

More Than just Words: In the street: "Poor and Jobless Fathers have a harder job to be a Dad The tears from a woman should melt your heart to do something about it The p..."

In the street

Poor and Jobless Fathers have a harder job to be a Dad

The tears from a woman should melt your heart to do something about it

The pic is one that I saw that fits my words thank you use

Trail of Tears

There are no hankies that can wipe away The Trail of Tears!

While another child wishes that he could see the dawn of a brand new day;

And just maybe this time his father won’t have to go away without seeing him because he could not pay.

Some Fathers on his knees they try but the agony the pain of poverty would no longer holds them in a place his children once again they both hold their breath in fear their children never to see.

As they leave a trail of tears.

A homeless woman found murdered on the street

 It’s someone’s mother, the children at home left crying no food to eat

And there it rolls off your cheek make no mistake it is a Trail of tears

Such sadness;

life for those kids look bleak.

Another young girl sit on a bed in the corner; left home a teen she has no job no way to be fed;

So she goes searching in every face she sees,

That twenty-dollar please, what she makes couldn’t buy her mother’s love;

So in haste she turns to drugs to get rid of the taste.

Hold on tight young mother,

It hurts to know that you will become a mother now where did the father go?

 And no one told you that the world was so unkind, the words, they crowd you with shame for God sake having a baby is a beautiful thing;

The lost of a love one just blows your mind

And the trail of tears comes for you all the time

My God! This has got to cease is there no comfort? Is there no peace?

The shame makes her stronger, the hurt, and pain helps with forgiveness and the blood that wipes away the Trail of tears.

Shows Christ knows

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More Than just Words: Valentine's day

More Than just Words: Valentine's day: "what does it mean? well you are wrong, you don't have to bring a thing home to your wife and you girlfriend if she remembers it; so! w..."

Valentine's day

what does it mean?  well you are wrong, you don't have to bring a thing home to your wife and you girlfriend if she remembers it; so! well than let her bring sweet and sour source to you and say it.  Happy Valentines day don't do a thing, don't lift a finger.  
            But if you really love and have love in your heart let it beat with the blood of excitement and try to bring her the world and him the biggest toy that is imagine because valentine is about the love you already have and know and have practiced and now it is natural for you to do it with your small group (him and her).       Your practice should have been the world and you should have passed with flying colors and if not we will see all of the failures after valentines' day see it in the ( divorce, breakup, separations, and domestic violence these are the out comes, sad!  So please practice your valentines with loving the world first then one and one I think its better that way) here is a poem or two. I love you FB this is our Valentines :-)

Just a word or two

We only had just a word or two,

But our conversation just grew and grew.

Look at how a moment just lasted and lasted,

For not just an hour but maybe two!

And all we had was just a word or two.

Who really knew?

What a word or two would really do?

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Holding on to raw flesh being choked and strangled by the wave of stench that has changed us all into a pile a wavering disappointment,

We have become pile of psychological bull, stretched over pure ignorance and we stand there quite content and pleased with what we have.

 But me I grasp for air something more than just your average; I see something up in the distance and if at all it is only you then I have been successful.

I will grasp on to you and what you offer and strip it looking for the truth,

My single enticement is to hold true to the one thing that was given to me and not forced on my in anyway.  

And that is LOVE.

I have been loved by Mother and Father and delicately they caressed my heart;

I stand firm because I am a man but gingerly and tenderly I posses tears and arms that are warm.

And as I come toward that man in which you all women would like to see in human form; I grasp for my dear life to be him;

The truth is I will die here waiting for only one special person my valentine and even though I am gasping I lay here grasping to love because I at least believe.

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More Than just Words: Let This be the reason for black history month

More Than just Words: Let This be the reason for black history month: "How are you related (black history) We all are related in some way to th..."

Let This be the reason for black history month

How are you related (black history)

            We all are related in some way to the significance of black history month, and what blacks or people of color have given to the foundation of this country in many ways with how they lived their lives.      I am telling you this because I want to encourage you to look into your past and your families’ history and see what they have done to make this country great and the integrity that they held and how they established the integrity of their race and dignified it by being not just only Americans but Americans of distinction.   

            I am related to not just one but related to many Americans of that type and proud of it.         Such of these is Cicely Tyson one of America’s great black Actresses, she stands among some great blacks; Cicely (born in New York, N.Y. ,US) one of my mother’s first  cousin; was founded by editor of Ebony magazine from there modeling as an actress is noted for her vivid portrayals of strong African American women.       My cousin Cicely came from the finest stock; the daughter of immigrants from the wonderful Island of Nevis sister Island to St Kitts in the British Caribbean Islands.            She has been honored by congress of Racial Equality, the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People and the National Council of Negro Women.  And in 1977 she was inducted into the black Filmmakers Hall of Fame. This is some and there are more family members that I can find who have done things that if you ask them did you want to be a hero they would simply say no that was the right thing to do.         My mother Theolinda Claxton-Woods stands underneath that umbrella of people, who’s richness and deep Christian values to do the right thing is also portrayed in her life long pursuit to feed and uplift her community; and she has taught me that if you see something that needs to be done do it. My uncle Milburn Claxton has always reminded me that if anything is worth doing, then you should do it right:  I have walked a crooked line in my own life but stand behind those who have gone on before me.               I do know that there are many stories that you have of your own which fit the billet and your family have done to contribute to black history month.

            You or someone you know is related to some of these people The First Black President of the United States, President Barak Obama, Colin Powell General US Army, Nat king Cole music, Thurgood Marshal Judicial Supreme Court, Booker T. Washington scholar and educator, First female Billionaire, actress, entrepreneur Oprah Winfrey, First male Billionaire Robert Johnson, Harry Belafonte Music and Acting the Arts, Bill Cosby actor, comedian, Theater, Film the Arts, Sidney Pointier, Actor, Director, Theater, Film, Jackie Robinson Sports, Martin Luther King Preacher, Social Leader, Activist World changer, Tiger Woods sports community leader and we all make failures on the way to heaven.       I am afraid that developing the minds of our youth to harness the worth of the good that blacks and people of color have done should be our honest focus; and have them understand that even if families are not perfect and the world has some different views that they can succeed even coming from an underprivileged  home.    They need to know that there are those who are willing to give a hand when needed.      All of the above have not only been successful but have given back to their community in some form; and that is the reason I think behind Black History Month, even thought it is the smallest month as people of color we can all do the best with it.

            These are some of the few there are so much more outstanding people of color who have done good with the life God gave them which had reached out beyond themselves and touched the lives of so many others to far to mention.             And that is why we should sing them into our hearts and give glory to God that He had given them to us and they did not stand still.   I hope that this poem does them just.  It is called (Ripen Tomatoes)

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The ripen Tomatoes

To all laborers in God’s kingdom,

We thank you for your heart of gold;

You work so hard behind the seen,

To get us all nice and clean.

Your life is hard this much is true!

But I am so glad you know, that God has called you.

Your earthly rewards is a smile or two,

From all work that God choose for you to do.

You never complain!

Maybe now and then;

But for those who know you

You are heaven sent

And for all the tasks that you take

It is our turn

 To say we appreciate

Although there are times

This task we have failed to do

Deep in our hearts we also know

You! Are forgiving too

Keep on doing the thing you always do

There are so many lost souls depending on you

Just to say something of great encouragement

The bible talks of your relentless persistence

You are like ripen tomatoes

That God had picked

The job you do

 Please never quit

And when you are dried

And all decayed

God still uses you

He replants the seeds

By GtW o6-o2-2oo2

More Than just Words: The Bond Between us all has got to get Better

More Than just Words: The Bond Between us all has got to get Better: "The sigh Heaven fell today my dear and no one around the world shed a tear,This world has changed just a bit; everyone does their own thing..."

The Bond Between us all has got to get Better

The sigh

Heaven fell today my dear and no one around the world shed a tear,

This world has changed just a bit; everyone does their own thing and goes there own way;

Some crawl and some have given up and others just quit!

The salt burns my eyes and cracks my lips I don’t know how to tell you, but this maybe it.

We can’t walk too far now, the load we bear is getting heaver minute by minute,

This is all we have left,

It sucks that the legacy we leave our kids is a shameful debt;

Heaven fell I told you and this is it!

In a moments notice we will all be doomed to take off the gloves and fight, kick, and spit.

This is not right; but I have neither solutions nor any answers for this shit,

I am taking my bat and my ball, I am going home, and I’m going to quit;

Ok come hold my hand, don’t let go; hold on tight, are you with it?

When you feel weak and going to fall I will pull you back to your feet.

This is just a sigh; it is not the end we can all make it;

But together; no selfishness, and as brothers and helping each other,

What do you say lets do this!

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More Than just Words: the Changing of man comes from within not with out...

More Than just Words: the Changing of man comes from within not with out...: "The changes of a man comes from within not from without Targeted How could this be?I have lived for a millions of years and these feelings..."

the Changing of man comes from within not with out

The changes of a man comes from within not from without

Targeted

How could this be?

I have lived for a millions of years and these feelings never have never been there!

I know this kind of dimwitted conspiracy;

To knock me off my feet and have passions grab my throat;

I can’t believe, when she came to my hive!

They should have killed her, why is she still alive?

A certain kind of crooked plot,

To plunge their hand inside my chest and see what kind of heart I’ve got!

To say that I am kind,

One who thinks of others like some sort of lover!

I would not be caught dead with things of that nature, inside my head.

She walks right by me to see if I’ll turn my head,

No passion here babe, so stop the gazing and the starring and the peering;

I know that I’m being targeted, but after all these years I fare there is nothing here,

I am hollow I feel no love,

A kiss!

I believe is just an abandonment of your precious lips, mine are so cold.

Your flirts fall like rocks to the earth,

And I will not promise anything I can not give;

I live in a narrow hall that only one can barely pass through,

I can not give because for millions of years taking is all I ever knew!

I do feel the warmth of your hand in mine, and smell the aroma of beauty in your mind;

Is that lilac that I smell each time you take a step?

Ah try this look into my eyes can you see the darkness; I bet that was no surprise?

Mine eyes are black and the blue in yours changes the color of this world,

How did you do that girl? Its amazing!

I am seeing the coldness come off my breath, now the air seems warm as if I care;

I have been targeted, and now I feel like I can’t do my job,

I feel this passion inside now;

For the love of God I feel

The love!

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More Than just Words: words from the poet

More Than just Words: words from the poet: "when your heart beats fire let it burn, because even though there is pain; at the end there is a renewing and life becomes more meaningful a..."

More Than just Words: words from the poet

More Than just Words: words from the poet: "when your heart beats fire let it burn, because even though there is pain; at the end there is a renewing and life becomes more meaningful a..."

words from the poet

when your heart beats fire let it burn, because even though there is pain; at the end there is a renewing and life becomes more meaningful and love is the flower or the fruit it bears. Words from the poet

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A HERO'S PITTITION

So you think that I am a Hero?

I am no HERO because I focus on following the orders given to me by my command; I reach my main objective and complete the task at hand.

Dear Sir;

Please!  . . . . . Do not call me a HERO just because I would give my life for the men under my command and during combat and to this day;

I did nothing special just what each man should have already known he himself would do! He is an American fighting machine,

A machine when told to be one who looks death square in the eye to complete his task.

And a good solider when that passion is needed, a humanitarian, a person who cares for the lives of others; and He knows the difference and the right thing he should do,

And remember my friend he gets scared too.

Sir I have been trained!

 (Programmed if you will) to be both man and machine before you and separate you from the treat to your freedom;

To react without thought but by simple impulse but it the blood in my heart that makes me a different animal.

I am not to be admired and my courage comes from the fair of being killed first,

My sense of nobility comes from my foundation in that what I believe!

It is God who sets my boundaries and I obey!

I need no medals, need no honorary parades or galas, no great remarks to fulfill my duty.

And yet I carry this humble heart to protect the ones I love and those who live in this country,

I really don’t care if their forefathers were not born here; to me and the way I see it we are all on borrowed land; and even living on borrowed time.

Please remember this I have no agenda!

I don’t know what you would do if you stood where I am but I guess it would be the same thing, so please don’t call me a hero.

I have asked the same questions that you have possibly done!

 What I would do in the place where he is?

Do I think I would live long enough to get back home?

And what was the single thing that kept me going to bring me back home today?

And I can only say I firmly believed in God and he gave me the courage and strength,

And I know he will protect me when faced with danger.

To all my comrades I say hold on to 1 Timothy 4:16 and be that which God had preordained you to be in the face of danger.

But truly I am no HERO just an ordinary Guy.

By Guy T sr

Open your eyes things are not what they seem

Words! or are they?

To the hell with this world!

Someone start a fire and let us all go on to the next,

To hell with this world of confusion; the burden of inhumanity, the sum of all that man has desired to be;

It is found at this moment of time, at this place and to hell with it!

To hell with lies;

And with handshakes that are so weak at the wrist, it makes you think the deal is off;

That the agreement freezes right at the wrist and never reaches the heart!

It is at the heart of man that the truth of covenant comes from; and each man needs to pledge oath to and hold firm to the honor of that oath.

To hell with it all my good friend, I can’t make you do good and you can’t make me stand to the code!

So to hell with you and to hell with me hoping that you would come through!

The Devil knows your name he has cursed you for your trail of deceit;

Your pungent odor of lies, things you never intended to fulfill.

You have plagued mankind and now it is we all who are left;

Scuffling, trying to ease our selves, from underneath the madness that you the 1%er have graciously pawned off on us.

I pray that it is the last, but history tells me to expect more Armageddon even!

Cursed are your generations although they may reap abundance,

And we reap the soars off of your greed; while some of us will cease to exist,

Time will be the watch dog of how we will all suffer in the end.

Sometimes it amazes me how can you can sit there and feed fat your greed knowing the harm you cause, 

And you still go to the play in the parks, the valleys, and all the green fields where we humans live; and think that one day we will not just break from our chains and retaliate as all that have been caged do.

It was your forefathers, and the ones before them and the ones before them who have created the gap in our traditions and used it for some sick gain;

And also created differences in the way we live our lives, now we are left to journey through life in a sick crooked manner.

There were vast differences in color before; we have traveled far to over come that,

Now I am told the difference is God?

When and where did this separation of church and state come?

These may just be words, but please show me where they give value constitutionally?

To have that there it negates the very foundation by which a handshake can be Identified, or truth in covenant, or the great value of a man’s words.

To hell with you, you piece of trash, how dare you take out the very truth that give value.

You make me sick with your rhetoric that distorts the truth and dispenses ciaos which has no real use,

You have made good men evil and rasp to each other and it even goes further!

They are lurking in dark places to cause harm to one anther.

Words:   spoken from the lips heard by the ear, to give some sort of understanding or to convey a thought is my meaning even close?

Or are these thoughts just the babblings of some psychotic fool whose observation of this world is off keel just enough to not bare any significant value of the real truth.

We are getting off track here, you who have done us all wrong, you 1%er, you have stolen and now we have to pay the bill.

Why did we even need you at all in the first place this is not our VOTE?

I will start with the greatest problem and break down to its smallest me!

We lied to our sheep as we fellowship with them in long conference halls;

Speaking of things that God never said or never intended; you liars please repent or go to hell and pay for your deed;

Our leaders great and small have torn out the hearts of us all and left us as noisy shells,

They have become not worthy of our trust, and we should never shake their hands for fair of the transference of hypocrisy; they have agendas and plans within plans, these are the deceiver of man.

Never thought I would even think these things much less say it or write them all on paper, of which I can not take back!

We have no friends in them, we have no comrades, and they are not our buddies all they know is how to talk gibberish, they foam at the mouth like mad dogs ready to infect you, close your ears from them they do not speak with words so that you may understand, “Ciaos”

Not worth it my friends let us change the direction of our keel and focus on truth,

And make our lives worth more than just a VOTE.

By Guy T   o2-o1-1o