19.12.07

Sickness is overwhelming
Addictions are mandatory
Victory comes when you overcome
your pride
your selfishness
your thoughts
your mind
your reason
your logic
your person
your place
your region
your World

Victory comes when you overcome
the resistance to surrender
the resistance to that pull on your heart
that you allow to go on instead of giving on


Victory comes when you realize
there is nothing left but a God you server
there is none that helps there is none that comes
to your rescue but him or someone with him...

Victory overcomes things that you see as logic ,but in truth are death
Be victorious then take what you have and tack it onto what you believe

I dont know.

Many walk, many fly, many run , many swim , many fly, but all die

Death is the essence of living for it is intertwined within it.
Life is the essence then of death not separated from it's partner in life.

The what are you to be dead or living? Living or dead?
You are dead when you live to things you know are wrong
you have life in the things you know are right..But just as things come to life
some things you wish were dead fallow suit
You wish for the things that are dead to be alive and the things alive to be dead
then depression hits and you think you are worth nothing
then a savior comes and you believe you are worth everything to him

The savior is different for everyone
He can be a she and that means a person
like a mom , aunt , grandmother , or even someone dead

The savior can be a animal who protects him or her
The savior can be someone they don't know , and leaves them with out having to know

However in all of this Christ is behind the saving regardless of who or what it is
Mainly because Christ is the only good in this world ..

There is another side to this coin though there are those who are depressed
and take the knife upon themselves
They believe death is them and death should come
They die before their time
They take a knife slit there throat
They take a pill and kill themselves
They take a gun and fire it to there head
They take a bridge and fall fall fall until they are dead

When they die something inside all of us dies
We say why?? The truth is they had no savior
because they didn't look or if they did look
They gave up They didn't believe...

We all sometimes wish for death
and wonder why it doesn't come

The reason is... Simple
The reason is ... Clear

It's because God cares.

21.11.07

I believe

I believe in the wind even if it is not blowing.
I believe in the prodomant feeling of care even if it seems to not be there.
I believe in the patience of a King even when his presence is unseen.

This poem was inspired by Barlow girls song I believe in love

I believe in the sun even when it's not shining
I believe in love even when I don't feel it
And I believe in God even when He is silent


That is there poem that they got from someone who was in a Nazi death camp
I was inspired by them so this poem goes out to Barlow girl...

Our king #4

Change me
Take me
Leave me
to be
how my
King wants
me to be.

The making. #2

Make and mold
what you need
but don't overmake
me.

Comfort

Love is near
Love is close
Reach out and touch it
but don't be afraid
don't fret
love is always
by your side

Our King #3

Make me for a fool
Make me for a liar
Make me for a lonely desire
Make me for all your pain
cast it on me everyday
Make me for a king...

The making.

Metal is made
into many things
So be like metal
and become
what you
are destined
To be.

Proverb

Make me a poem
that no one knows
show it to me so
that I can see
something original
but it can't be.

My God

Way truth life
God
Love Hope Kindness
God
Powerful loving Caring
God
Righteous unafraid Amazing
is my
God

Comprehinsion

I make my situation into what I see
I make my imagination into what I see
I make my thoughts into what I see
I see nothing until my mind
comprehends the lies of what
I see

Ways

The way of a Christian
should be the way of you.

lies

The lie of the world
cover the page
of every magazine
for lies are opinions
and not truths.

Our king #2

Sympathy empathy truth
all one in the same they
are derived from something
not of me not of you
but rather our king.

Not here.

I prepare once again for a
struggle to come.
for a fight written in blood
the blood
the blood of a
the blood of a king
he shed his blood for me.
The struggle is worth it
The struggle is near
I will shed blood
but I will not tear.

My king

Christ is in the next world
in which we will live.
But he is here as well
he is transcendent
And my king.

Empty

The love of many crowed me with nothing.
The feeling of a chose few become my deepest debuw.
The way my life becomes is my choosing
weather to choose love or not is my making.

Silence

Silence is a opinnion
taken on by those that do not listen
they beleive I am silent but in truth
I am not

SILENT .

Something for you.

Everything passes everything becomes gone
What is gone is everything what remains here is something
not apart of everything.
Your words what you say is something that remains.
Your actions
your beliefs
are something that never fade away.
What people think of you will die
but what you said to them
will be passed on.
Lineage threw Lineage those words spoken
will form animosity or well friendship
so choose your words wisely for
Everything passes everything becomes gone
except those words you speak
and the actions you take...

Writters

The pages of a book extend beyond our existence

They are imagination in itself
Destituded People forsaken to write
Destituded from a normal life

Writing is worth it
Worth almost everything

For in a pag someone can be
inspired to finally do something.

All writers however are nought
like me. There are those who
are accepted for their writing.

But being accepted is only a
clause often overlooked and
counted as pointless

I accept the fact it is
pointless for acceptance is
not friends or anything it
is , just that a simple feeling.

14.11.07

Surronded

Troops were circling me while I was sleeping
There breath was rancid
They seemed to want nothing but my death
However I was proteced
Holy one that I love protect me now
Heal me I prayed
Zealots of a far land
Zealots come to me now
Zbee calls you to kill the one that is a nusiance
Lethal ones become of me
Let us come together
Lend me your hand
In slaughtering
In becoming
Incorpral

Teachers

My school is full of them
they are the ones who are
to help you when you are in
distress.

They have the most impact
on you in these teen years
They have been to school
they have done there time

A passion swells with in a
teacher that is no lie
It is a desire to help
It is a passion to server
It is a low paying job
that should get payed more

A teacher in one word is Good
but in many is well
a great thing.

Borrowing

Best buddies till the very end
We barrow our lives to one
another we become what
we want.

Best buddies till the very end
We make what we think of
one another we become what
we need to be.

Best buddies till the very end
We lie to barrow we lie to make
we like to one another we become
what we hate.

8.11.07

Cramming 2 things into 1 spot.

When the day is over and there is nothing to do don't think on what has transpired... Think about what is going to happen and what you are going to do and if it doesn't work out that way then just move on don't think on what has transpired...


There is life worth living
for you live it
There is truth worth speaking
for you speak it.
There are actions worth upholding
for your actions speak louder than
words,but are you living.

7.11.07

The Many.

Many will fail
but you will succeed?
many will fail
but you will pass?
many will attempt
but you will surpass?
Many don't care...
but do you?

Do you care enough
to succeed
to pass
to surpass
the inevitable?

A longing for friendship
a longing for companionship ..

Is what the many are..
Surpass them by not
paying attention to what they
say...

Pass them the same way.

what i think of poems.

Decent thoughts
on my head
become poems
that become
legends of
their own...

Shoes.

Walk a mile in my shoes
tell me what to do
then see what results
you bring upon yourself
when you get back into
your own.

Restless

Restlessness is only a state of mind
it knocks on your mentality
and ask to come in
it starts out by attacking your
foundations of what you believe
of what you hold true
then it works it's way
to your thoughts and
becomes a true state of mind
restlessness however being
only a state of mind can easily
be prevented. make a choice
and hope that it's the right one
then sleep good
even if it's the wrong one

Himself

He crys out
He trys to find something
that is not meaningless
that is not pointless
that is good.

He finds nothing,but
he hears something.
A distant voice telling
him that there is something true
there is something good.

Then it says,"It is not in you."
The man then shuts his ears
and walks away begrudged
that this voice isn't about him
but rather something pure.

Ice.

Through the bearing winds we wait
to be taken to a king that we do not see.
Even though we have not seen him
we know he is there.
Our God our King is there in
this frozen torture
or any pain.
He is there for us
and even though we know
he is there
the task is not easy
to die on this ice.
We have to constantly think of him
being there
that is were our strength resides
At the center of the ice in him

My Offering.

In my selfishness I forgot about you
In my pit of pride I realized even more who you are.
I am back at teh same place again
but this time I ahve found my gift
and it will not lay dormant for it
will be used for you
and you alone
so take what gifts I have
and make them what you inted for them to be.

Our Country's Past

I finally revised that poem and reposted it look down further in my blog to see it..
Thanks.
Stephen.

5.11.07

Inspiration.

What is in this world but pain and agony?
What can I expect but yet another blunt hand against my already rough face?
How can i live here with so much bearing down on me?
there is only one answer one truth
I look up in the stars and see my savior I see my God
he takes me from my thoughts and puts me into something else
into a place that is filled with only sweet things..
a feeling then comes into my soul and I know that it is him knocking at my door .. all I have to do is open up and let him in.
So i do and that is when I experience Christianity like I have never ..
that is what I live for but yet I think about things that shouldn't be said
so now I say do you to???
Remember there is inspiration in the sky.

Corrin

Rin and stimpy
a fat little man
coupled with a skinny
runt. Rin you are
both for that show
was funny,and when
I think of you I
think of the low
comedy of those
toons,but with
low is high,and
that also is
mentioned about you.
Corrin

Elect Strangers of this world.

We are the elect Strangers
Chosen by God our king
He chooses us for our
offering of sin,and of
meaningless things.

Our electness is not published
anywhere ,and we hide behind
closed doors when we come to
him in prayers.

His glory however still reigns
in our lifes in our thoughts
in our everything..

For we are the elect strangers
on which this country was
built upon..

Upon which this country just might fall...

To all those who are elect out there
know that I truly do care
keep on hiding and praying
,but don't reveal what you must not
to those who do not need to hear...

Be elect be strange for that is what
we are ,and in this strangness
I take pride.. not in myself
but in the country in which
I do reside.

Over Protective

When school buses are all padded
down to where you can't even fall
down or open up the windows to allow
the breeze to come in.Is when
I will leave this town.
As guns become melted down
and not any more in a suramount
when all this Houston city will
protect not only it's humans
but all that they use to eat
is when I will leave this town.

"The sports are now gone, nothing is really
left... so why don't I leave this town?"
When a traveller comes to say this, and
settles down is definatly when I will leave this town.

4.11.07

Wolf.

always nice always caring
a dog of my dreams
I once thought her to be a human
disguised in a wolf's habiliment
Her howl pierces even the darkest soul
She strives to lift people up
with her docile eye's
and wet snout
her caring thought
prevails with out a doubt
IT is recognized as human
even though she is only K nine

Her name is wolf
and she is one of my kin
I would give her up
for nothing
even though she is only a dog
she is more in my mind

So once again I make a poem
for a dog that is in my home
I give a salute to her
and wish her well
for in a few months
she might not prevail.

So good night wolf and possibly good bye this is a poem to you
I hope you can read in heaven..
other wise...
Howwwwuuu..

Good bye.

Mrs.Boston

The snores the snarls of the dog
that seems to jump around
get on my nervs but are so cute
so I decide to keep her around

Her pudgy face and dark
colored skin
seem to be her most astonishing traits
She is quite annoying on most days
but on others she is loving

She enjoys attention just like anyone else
and she will stop at nothing to get it
so this dog I say might have ADD
but she is a warrior none the less

She fights for attention
Like a school of Piranha's
swimming to it's pray

She might be short but she is strong
she can take even the most sturdy dog down
Her name is Boston
and it entitles more than just a city..

It is again what is in it that matters ..
So concludes another poem about a dog
this time named after a city.

Indifferent

Everyone is here on this earth
They view the sun
Rising and setting
in the west in the east
it is all indifferent

Indifference is a common trait
on this planet in every place
you find Indifference

If you look hard enough
if you look long enough
you will see indifference
in every nook and cranny

The indifference
is of God
It is of his glory

His glory is shown in the sun
it is shown in the stars
it is shown in the darkest ally
and in everything

The reason being is
that it is all indifferent.

2.11.07

Our Country's Past

Politicians get on my nerves
they lie cheat steal
make things up
change there minds standards everything
every time anyone offers them a dime.

You can't trust Politicians these days
With all there uncetaintys
but there were once people
in the past like George Washington
Who were trust worthy
now that is just a
different story

George was a man of standards
he believed in God just like
anyone else
his system was however
more than just
about himself

He belived that this nation
should stand on things that were
for it in itself

His standers were high
and he gave up the latter part
of his mortallity
to Help this nation grow
into what it was

Back when he was alive
and for years after that
IT was not until the
1950's that
George's standards
became to great

For a nation like this to
uphold them..
That is why I just truly believe that
a man like George began this nation
and with a person like him as in the same
character but with differnt motives
I pray for that day to come sooner
for this nation is just detestable
from waht it once was.

World I live in.

I see this place as a cesspool of wickedness
the only light that is on the horizon
is In me
and it can be in you
If you know the light that I know
then you know Jesus Christ
The world I live in is a cesspool of wickedness
so why not shine that light?

When you shine the light in the dark places
you will find yourself alone
so find those who are shining to
so that you will be able to stick together
Like cornbread and butter.

If you are searching for the light
keep on at it
for a long path might be ahead of you
or a short road
until you discover the greatest thing known to man..
The light of Jesus Christ..

When you find that light of mine
Tell my creator Hellow
and don't wait for me
to go to his throne
For at his throne you will be at home.

Find the light
and let it shine
brighter than
the evening sky.

True...Friends

I have friends in this life that stick by my side
and I have those friends who will be with me till they are dead
They come to me with questions and I answer as best as I can
They believe in what I attempt to do and come to me when I am sad
They comfort me when I feel depressed
They read scripture to me when I need a breather from this downtrodden place
They do things different than What I would ever think..
I have friends in this life that stick by my side
and I have those friends who will be with me until life ends.

A Shirt of mine.

After a long day I come home and go to were I am in solitude
This solitude is not brought on by myself but rather the ones around me
I put myself in this place expecting the worst things in the world
But all I get is my feelings either lifted up or destroyed
However that either extreme may happen
I know one thing
My shirts will be with me were ever i go
I have a special shirt that is from experiences of old
It is maroon with white letters across the chest
The letters seem tattered now worn with 3 months of age
They read Camp Tejas.
This camp is were I sweated in this shirt under the summer sun
this camp is were i became closer to my king ,and to his son
The thought of Tejas brings me out of my solitude
for I have friends there that I can go back to
I text them or call them up upon thinking about the shirt
and quote scripture that I haven't said in a while
like Romans 3:23 For all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God
After the talks I have with my friends I go back to solitude
but this time I think it isn't so bad as long as I have this shirt with me
wherever I go.

1.11.07

So i am in the same place again
running the same race
against time and space

My own thoughts gather to kill me
they string me on a line one piece at a time
It's them who look into my eye's and say it is fine

But, the truth is it isn't it's against everything I believe
it is however everything that I detest
I know the truth now and I dont regret

my Ignorance...
Until now Ignorance has been bliss
but in truth it's nothing but mindlessness

So here is what I say
what is there to do now
but woddle threw my own pain?
What am I to do?
WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
...
Did they give me a bible for a reason or do I have none?
Do I know the truth or is it all just lies?
my questions are answered with lies.
All of them except the one of love
the one of God
In the darkness He lays
With his hands over his face
His breath is weaning
The thoughts of life are slipping from his very grip

His past is desolate filled with pain
He was continuing on however to find revenge for the slain
The might that he portrayed up to this point could bring more than ten men on there knees
He was once determined to bring revenge to who it belongs to..

But now he is not
He is stuck in a trap of his own making
Finding out that he was the hero
but also the villain of the slain

31.10.07

One night on a night just like this
a fair maiden came with her prince
To the throne room of a king

The prince got down on one knee
and purposed a wedding
The maiden said yes ,but there was a catch

Her father lived at the top of the castle
and he was not just a king
the father is a demon she said

You must slay him immediately
for he sold himself
for my beauty

So the prince set out to conqure this foe
he climbed the tower
and went to the bedchamber were the king did rest

Then a noise was heard on the other side
he opened the door and found not a king
but the fair maiden just inside.

He said ," How can this be?"
She replied ," My father is dead he sold is soul and out of that became me".
I am apart of him as he was apart of me .. His sin lives on and to end it you must kill me.

So the prince got up the strength
to kill the maiden he loved
ending the awful curse

of a king's greed.
Love is in my hands
it is in my actions
it is suppose to be here
but it is gone
with the wind
with my thoughts
I have nothing but love
but yet love gives nothing back
unless I give something to it
it just isn't relevant
I feel love
I feel God
God is love
but love is in people..