I’ve got the scars to prove it

Pay attention to the stories I tell

I have learn a thing or two about this living hell

You know I have been through it,

I’ve got the scars to prove it

 

One look at me, on a day like today

Easy to see, things haven’t gone my way

A dirty ragged shirt, and a rugged beard

Covered in blood, sweat and tears

 

Pay attention to the stories I tell

I have learn a thing or two about this living hell

You know I have been through it,

I’ve got the scars to prove it

 

Life is not fair, I learned that as a kid

I never had the things that others did

Never had money, never had a dad

Learned to embrace that I was bad

 

Pay attention to the stories I tell

I have learn a thing or two about this living hell

You know I have been through it,

I’ve got the scars to prove it

 

There are countless people that I could blame

But I have to give account for my own name

I was in the county jail, it was too cold on the street

A stranger made my bail, and gave me food to eat

 

he said,

Pay attention to the stories I tell

I died upon the cross to save you from hell

You know I have been through it,

I’ve got the scars to prove it

 

 

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Be still, and know that I am God.

“Be still, and know that I am God.” This is found in Psalm 46 and is an easily remembered, often recited line of scripture. It is hard to be still when you have an active body and active mind. We try to think our way out of situations that are beyond our control. God is our refuge, our fortress.

God is our refuge and strength,
    an ever-present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way
    and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
though its waters roar and foam
    and the mountains quake with their surging.[c]

There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,
    the holy place where the Most High dwells.
God is within her, she will not fall;
    God will help her at break of day.
Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall;
    he lifts his voice, the earth melts.

The Lord Almighty is with us;
    the God of Jacob is our fortress.

Come and see what the Lord has done,
    the desolations he has brought on the earth.
He makes wars cease
    to the ends of the earth.
He breaks the bow and shatters the spear;
    he burns the shields[d] with fire.
10 He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
    I will be exalted among the nations,
    I will be exalted in the earth.”

11 The Lord Almighty is with us;
    the God of Jacob is our fortress.

Deception In Her Eyes

The battles fought

The lessons taught

All these thoughts

Inside my head

The prize I sought

The lies I bought

I am distraught

And am half-dead

The war wages on in my mind

The enemy advances from behind

All these years should have made me wise

I could not see the deception in her eyes

Another night

Another fight

Try as I might

I fear I may fall

If I lose sight

Of wrong and right

The serpent’s bite

Will kill us all

The war wages on in my mind

The enemy advances from behind

All these years should have made me wise

I could not see the deception in her eyes

 

 

Death or Liberty

This isn’t how it’s supposed be

This does not feel like being free

Give death or liberty to us all

The allegiance that we all pledge

Does not force men to the edge

If divided, go ahead and let us fall

The dream does not seem achievable

They will say anything conceivable

And sound almost believable when they speak

We are made criminals for being poor

Treated like the rich man’s whore

Is there anybody fighting for the weak?

This isn’t how it’s supposed be

This does not feel like being free

Give death or liberty to us all

The allegiance that we all pledge

Does not force men to the edge

If divided, go ahead and let us fall

I look and I see that no one is doing right

Darkness masquerades as an angel of light

Struggle through the night, unable to see

There is either no help to be found

 

Or welfare designed to keep you down

Like golden shackles that bound, but we shall be free

This isn’t how it’s supposed be

This does not feel like being free

Give death or liberty to us all

The allegiance that we all pledge

Does not force men to the edge

If divided, go ahead and let us fall

 

The Feral Poet

I will scratch my name into the bark of this tree

Be like the mystery

Of the lost colony

Left here alone, to disappear without a trace

No one will see my face

All I leave in this place

CROATOAN has a meaning but nobody knows it

Reminds me of my life, The Feral Poet

Life is but a breath and it will soon disappear

I will face it with no fear

For my destiny is clear

To the chains I am no longer bound

Dust returns to the ground

The lost and found

CROATOAN has a meaning but nobody knows it

Reminds me of my life, The Feral Poet

Become great in your eyes, build a big city

Enjoy the fake beauty

Never listen to me

Leaves that fall are pretty then they decay

But it will be okay

C – R – O – A

CROATOAN has a meaning but nobody knows it

I live here in the shadows, The Feral Poet

In My Solitude

The emotions I don’t feel

Suddenly become so real

I feel something in the pain

Like a scalpel to my brain

So I cry and I bleed

As I write the words you read

Triggers in my mind

Something I can almost find

I have a heart of flesh not of stone

In my solitude I am not alone

Connected to myself and to you

In my solitude

Hidden Homeless Of Plano

Behind the No Trespass signs of this creek in Plano, you can find the hidden homeless.

It isn’t as visible as in large cities, but if anyone looks close enough they will see.

Many hard-working, employed adults find themselves homeless or in danger of becoming homeless.

Rent is expensive and it is so easy to evict. Bel-Air Oaks gives eviction notices on the 10th of each month. If you will not have the full amount of rent you can pay $100 to not evict you. This buys you another week, of course it takes away from money you needed for rent. And late fees accumulate. $50 on the 3rd, and $10 a day after that. It is common to end up paying $300-400 extra each month.

Yolanda’s Creek

Follow the path from the playground

Listen closely to hear the sound

A steady stream of water flows

Beneath the sounds of city growth

Yolanda’s Creek is just this way

In the shadows of the parkway

Some people have no place to stay

Most of us just turn and walk away

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The current is swift inside your head

A needle lies on the creek bed

With lethal venom the vein injected

Polluted streams that are infected

Yolanda’s Creek is just this way

In the shadows of the parkway

Some people have no place to stay

Most of us just turn and walk away


The muddy waters of urban sprawl

One wrong step and you will fall

The city sign says stay away

From this creek of urban decay

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Yolanda’s Creek is just this way

In the shadows of the parkway

Some people have no place to stay

Most of us just turn and walk away

I’m Gonna Fish

When your wife, money, and your kids are gone

And you are broke as hell and all alone

It’s like living a real life country song

And you don’t know what to do

There’s a stack of bills that you can’t pay

You get more behind each and every day

I got to do something to find my way

Let me tell you want I’m gonna do

 

I’m gonna fish and unwind, toss my cares to the end of the line

No Reel problems I can find, heck, it seems to cast just fine

So I wont worry about the bills or the dirty dishes

I’m gonna march to the bank and catch some fishes

 

You know life is funny with highs and lows

One moment is great, the next one blows

I guess that is just how my life goes

Nothing goes right no matter what I do

I could stress out and feel overwhelmed

I could get drunk and not give a damn

But that’s just not the type of man I am

I tell you what I’m gonna do

 

I’m gonna fish and unwind, toss my cares to the end of the line

No Reel problems I can find, heck, it seems to cast just fine

So I wont worry about the bills or the dirty dishes

I’m gonna march to the bank and catch some fishes

 

Seems everyone has left me and I’m in a bad way

But I’m not about to let that ruin a good fishing day

 

I’m gonna fish and unwind, toss my cares to the end of the line

No Reel problems I can find, heck, it seems to cast just fine

So I wont worry about the bills or the dirty dishes

I’m gonna march to the bank and catch some fishes

 

 

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