Grateful — June 2017

We’ve come to half the year
We’re still here
Not by might or strength
It’s because you’re there

Hell wanted me prey
Like she knew nowhere to stay
But she had to fail
For mine was not her place

We’ve come to half the year
Tomorrow is blessed
Not by might or strength
It’s because you’re there

Thank you, thank you
I have a say
Thank you, thank you
‘Made a way

It’s because you’re there
It’s because you’re there

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Grateful — March 2017

Didn’t look like a good month half way gone
Looked like I’d end up where I didn’t want
Like a flood it sees me fighting
Finding a way to make better this that I have
It would seem like I suffer
But God knows how it has worked out to my rise

I am grateful for chance

Mysterious almost
That strange luck
I am grateful for open doors
The good fortune that I’ve got

You have made a way

Fortune Has a God

Hey I went all out
To make my own luck
Since fortune has a god
That answers the prayer called work

Hey I got the job
You said dumb luck
But it was just God
That I got favoured

So God of fortune and luck
Answer my wisdom and love
But there are times I have none
So then help me God

Grateful — February 2017

It was the month of love
Now it is gone
Again to come
In a few months

But your love has no bounds
Time and space, irrelevant
Something that shines
Visible on every side
I am grateful for your heart

There were strange dreams
Even this morning
Who to interpret?
I, maybe

There is only good for me
Regardless of what was seen
You will not let fear creep in
Because we think the same things

I am Grateful

That you stand with me with all my crazies
I am Grateful

A déjà vu speaks…

Ever had the recollection that made you think “I’ve been here before,” having the experience that a scene in your life was on replay for a few moments. Did it feel like you had a vision and it just came to pass? You had seen the future, and knew it only after knowing it.

Yes, the experience was real, to you, but the reason is psychological; it’s a kind of self delusion where one anticipates the ability to see the future subconsciously. [But that’s not going to do for an explanation. What, particularly, tickles one to have the experience, and what determines when or if it happens for any individual? …] There certainly are known unknowns, but the answers don’t change anything.

Trash all that, I had the experience and I know it’s real; it isn’t any delusion. I saw some scene in my future before I experienced it. You can’t just explain it away and blame me on top of it. [You’re in denial ma’am.] Like, seriously?

Pause.

Déjà vu’s say that a specific kind of time travel is possible.
That we can see the future makes prophecy not implausible.
And the future is (or can be) known exactly,
by some one,
or someone.
Human beings have the faculty to perceive the yet to be.
Or, perhaps, even be able to originate this
and follow through (like God):
guiding randomness towards a certain order.

So the randomness in life may be called into question. Materialism, certainly, becomes questionable. And causality (physical, volitional…) has another dimension emphasised: spiritual causality? Fate, destiny, becomes a convolution of action, and some ‘divine’ ordination; it seems fixed, but is it really. We have volition—like God. Yet volition is complicit in the fate that was seen after it was quietly told.

Pictures of a Woman

Spirit and essence
Not as that of a man
Salient presence
With the mammary glands

Mother nature
You contain man
Soul Incubator
No woman, no child

She has that pose
Ornament of adipose
Hips, laps, and smile
Equal of man
And his drug
Spirited poetry
All she is and does
Her walk and words

Gathering potential
As a glacier
Into an avalanche
Superheated steam
And a calm
She wells deep within
Volcano in rapture
Lava passion

He may be stronger
But she can talk
Argue with her?
She has oral brawn

Bones that are different
That she walks in sways
That makes man praise
The vision of her
Saying that this is she
“Flesh of my flesh,” maybe
Stranger, sister, mother
We hail your Maker