Monday, September 19, 2011

One time in life someone comes along;

          There are times in a person’s life that someone comes and moves them, so much that they take notice!  The movement is such a significant move that when they look it was almost like a miracle that they even moved at all, well that happened to me.  Little did I know that I could have that happened in my life ever again, I had crossed that off from ever happening ever in my life; so what happened? I was inspired.    This man of talent had to be inspired? And to what means or to which direction was I now pointed? (Let’s hope it was not backwards to where I had come! Or off keel to a destination that was unknown!)  Well I can say that it was further into that soul of mankind, seeking for that character of man that breaths true light, the kind of man that all men should be and God intended for man to become over time.
But this quest! Is it one that should even be a task to take on? Is it an imposable dream? Or one that only is a fragmented lie or just a wishful thought?            I can only tell you that I am willing to find out because if there can be such a man who is pure and Good and wholesome and descent and Godly, then I want to bring him out from inside of me.   I can feel that man, I can see the outlines of that man in other men, and I do hope the kind of men we have today is not all that there is to this race or will be to mankind. There has got to be more for the sake of God! please!  Please let there be more, I must at less try to forge away and find him.  This all came to me because of you, you inspired me to be and I will be.       Now I will bless you with two poems that should make you think on the possibilities of men being.


Who inspired who?

There were no magic words said, the picture spoke for itself,
I fell to my knees and held my breath;
Inspired nevertheless,
But that was not all which you had left.

I still behold you as if the day we first met,
Now I try to remember if it was you or me who inspired who.
Does that matter now?
Alas my pen finds words coming through all due to you.

So now that my days are fulfilled,
And dreams are real.
This is all revealed as one reads,
The warmth collective within one breath;

So to the heavens I look and to God I pray,
Today stays forever and blessed be my days.
So who inspired who? I proclaim all above and say it was you,
In the name of true love it was you my Dear, my precious Dove!

But please let me also proclaim that it was something divine,
That brought you to mine.
And now my heart over flows,
I must confess all through the inspiration of the you.

So who inspired who?

By Guy T Woods sr September 17, 2011 Cc   



To be

I am just a man who wants to be
I am only human can’t you see?
My aim is to be totally free!
But there are thoughts I must dissuade.

Tell me how to fight the vultures?
That is so embedded in our cultures.
Give me “The Book” and teach me right;
 And lift me up in spite!

Look down deep into the Bible’s core,
 God’s first plan is for man to soar.
And we all are what God is about;
To help us up, not to count us out!

I make no excuse for things I did,
I repent to God and He forgave.
So help me now is my plea!
Our men are suffering just to be.

By Guy T Woods Sr February 7, 2003 Cc

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