True Reality

True Reality

In my perfect world there

Would be only sunshine and rain

Rain to help things grow and sun

To make all things new again

There would never be a sign of war

And hate wouldn’t have evolved

There would have been no sign of drugs

And no need for gangs to be dissolved

Our streets they would be safe

For our children all the time

And I would watch over your children

As you watched over mine

There would be no need for debate

About ending a long war

And no reason to explain what

We were even fighting it for

No weapons of mass destruction

No threat of nuclear attack

No talk of man made supremacy

And what other groups may lack

There would have been no trail of tears

And slavery would only be in books

No segregated water fountains

And no disapproving looks

Women always could have voted

And we all started on even ground

We didn’t hold each other back

And no bias could be found

We all looked at one another as equals

As God has from that start

We didn’t try to kill each other with words

Or tear one another apart

There was no unlawful imprisonment

And the jails aren’t over run

We don’t have racial profiling

Be patient I’m almost done...

But like in your world...there is God

Whom we turn to as day is done

Whose will is as constant

As the rising and setting of the sun

I wonder sometimes why

If we say we believe in Gods will

Why we are selling drugs to children

And becoming more violent still

We still make excuses for

Attacking our fellow man

Fighting over boundaries

Killing people over land

We still point a finger when

We think someone else is doing wrong

Yet turn a blind when it’s us

Different day...same song

I wonder if we will ever

Even want to get it right

And start seeing who we really are

And start using our clear sight

How many children will the world

Bury in one day

Because of wars their parents waged

Instead of letting kids just play

How many people will we hold back

From the path that God has set

For some selfish goal that we

Are certain must be met

I pray that there will come a day

That my perfect world will be

Nothing I had to dream of

But our TRUE REALITY

God's Holy Light

God’s Holy Light

Do you think my eyes tell you?

All there really is to know

Do you make assumptions about my life?

Before first asking me so?

What means of measure do we use

To decide a persons value in our eyes

And if my hair color comes from a box

What am I trying to disguise

If I do not disclose my true weight

Does that mean that my soul is more lean

Or perhaps our judgment system

Has just become a little bit obscene

If I am homeless...heated only by a fire

Burning in an open can

Does that make you better than me?

Or make me less of a man

Or perhaps you think your bank account

Will make your words have weight

And perhaps...even you...

Believe the lies that you create

For you see within my soul

Lives the story of God untold

And that cannot be purchased

With any diamonds or gold

The monetary value we place on life

Will guarantee us nothing but a mirage

After all we can’t get to heaven

By driving what’s parked in the garage

Your new hairstyle...while very cute

Does not pay homage to our King

Neither does thinking that

You are better than anyone or anything

The color of my hair and eyes

Do not tell you what you need to know

Anymore than watering a plant with sand

Will encourage the seedling to grow

Ask me about my Lord and

The promises to Him I keep

Then you won’t guess but know

That my love...it runs deep

Ask me about my path and how

I face adversity when it comes

I will tell you...with my faith in God

My feet firmly planted...facing toward the sun

I challenge anyone...anything

And when it’s given all it’s got

I will tell that mountain to get out of my way

Because the love of God...I’ve got

When we challenge the value of anyone

We are challenging God and all His glory

And the wrath of God is steep

You know...you’ve read all the stories

So I’m saying to you be cautious

And when you talk of others be bright

Because you must look beneath the layers

To see people with God’s Holy Light

The Face of God

The Face of God

The thing about God’s light

It can show up in an unexpected place

A flower growing out of a sidewalk

Or in the innocence of a child’s face

It can show up out of nowhere

Like in the breaking dawn

You hear it in the chirp of birds

Or the first steps of a fawn

You can hear Our Creators light

In the laughter of a child

It’s His way of reminding us

That life is certainly worthwhile

I have heard God’s light

In my sorrow...yes even in my grief

It steals away my sadness

Like a most welcome thief

It’s His way of showing us

That we are never alone

By giving us the proof of life

And how it does go on

What love a father shows

When He wipes aside a tear

And warms us without a single touch

But the knowledge he is near

He shows the balance of His love

Because even in the heart break of death

He reminds us life goes on

As we watch a newborn take the first breath

It’s hard to remain bitter

When the most beautiful sounds

Can be experienced flying over head

Or walking all around

Have you ever sat on a park bench

And just listened to children play

Not worrying what tomorrow brings

Living only for today

I believe this is the true message

That only love of God can bring

He who has the gentleness of a lamb

The royalty of Our King

So when the day gets heavy

As we all know that it can

Smile at the adversity

Relying on the word of no man

I tell you love each other often

I say smiling with a nod

Because when you love one another

You are loving the face of God

The Doctor's Visit

The Doctors Office

One day while I was waiting

To see the doctor around noon

I noticed an elderly man

As he slowly walked across the room

He seemed in a hurry not in movement

But his words...although kind

Simply asked if he could see the doctor next

If the nurse would not mind

She offered the man no hope

“The Doctor is busy today”

So he said thank you

And sat down in dismay

“Are you late for another appointment?”

I asked, “Are you ill?”

He smiled kindly...”No...”

But I have an important date...still”

He went on to say...”everyday at the same time”

“I meet my wife for lunch”

“She was never much for breakfast”

“And doesn’t care for brunch”

“Well...surely she will understand” I added

With a smile

He began, “no, not likely she hasn’t”

“Been herself in awhile”

He patted my young hand

And says, “For 50 years”

“She has been my lunch date”

“And I can’t stop here”

But its only one day, I exclaimed

As he patiently sat in wait

“Yes, but the last 15 have been a

Nursing home date”

“She is very ill...Alzheimer’s they say”

“She doesn’t even know my name”

“I doubt she would even miss me”

And I cried...”isn’t that a shame”

Then I added without thought

“If she doesn’t even know who you may be

Why go everyday and sit

And he smiled and said...”you see”

“Even if she doesn’t know me”

“I know who she is in my life”

“She’s been the answer to my prayers”

“My friend...my love...my wife”

“So if I must spend everyday”

“That God has given me left”

“To remind her how I love her”

“And how my life has been so blessed”

“I would give up all my possessions”

“I would lay down my last breath”

“I would follow her to the ends of the earth”

“I would follow her into death”

“It is my job to remind her that”

“She is my one and only queen”

And as a tear rolled down my cheek, I said

...”Nurse...this man needs to be seen”

For never in my years had I felt

A love that was so tender...so deep

As the day in the doctors office

When my heart rolled down my cheek

Memories To Love

Memories To Love

How many lives must we lose

How many children gone too soon

Don’t text and drive it is the law

What a sad lesson to us all

Common sense or so one would think

But then again who would drive and drink

Gone to soon because a mistake was made

And too soon a body to rest was laid

So many tears...so many losses

Too many memorials of roadside crosses

If we learn nothing at all let it be this

Don’t let your child be the next one missed

For death is permanent it can’t be I’m “sorry’d” away

And while you are enjoying the moment...living for today

Don’t be irresponsible...think before you drive

It’s such a blessing to be alive

No message is so important that it can’t wait

We would rather you show up late

Then to watch your car on the news

And to watch your body being viewed

For funerals are sad enough the entire while

Without it being for a teenage child

Because the cell phone clinched in their hand

Became there smoking gun...their last stand

Don’t text and drive save the world a tear

Allow your mom and dad to enjoy you here

You are not invincible as you may think

And life can become shortened in a blink

So put your phone away or wait to leave

Because the loss of a child...cannot be conceived

Until God comes and carries you above

And we are left with only memories to love

Our Master's Touch

Our Master’s Touch

We are linked together

Love is our only rope

Connecting us as one

With a chain of hope

We can lean on one another

Or push each other away

But hand in hand we can develop

The tools needed today

We need them for compassion

What the world seriously lacks

Or a tool of forgiveness

And kindness perhaps

We can learn that we

Were created to be one

And somehow together

God’s work will be done

Put down your weapons

Lay down your swords

And stop taking jabs at people

With your unkind words

Remember a jagged tongue

Can leave a brutal scar

And is one of the reasons

We are in the shape we are

Spreading vicious rumors

And using vindictive tones

Can sometimes be more harmful

That throwing large stones

We need to set aside our differences

Life is far too short

War is not necessary

No matter what the news reports

You will not get to heaven

With my blood on your hands

You must find kindness and mercy

It’s what God commands

So let’s stop preparing our children

For an untimely death

And teach them how to love

And show them they are blessed

Our children have important matters

Like school...sports...learning to run

They should not be bothered

With purchasing a gun

They are like fine spun crystal

So easily it will break

Far too many have perished

We have no time left to wait

Love one another often

You can’t say I love you too much

And I will see you at the divine alter

Waiting for our Master’s touch

Worthwhile

Worthwhile

I thought of something today

I just had to give you a call

Then sadly I realized

There wouldn’t be an answer...no answer at all

It made me think of time wasted

And I was filled with regret

Regret of vacations not taken

And memories we hadn’t made yet

Did I ever tell about how your smile

Made you stand out in a crowd

And how every day I’m left hoping

That you are smiling down us now

To know you was to love you

And to love you was a gift

Now I’m left regretful

Of all the chances that I missed

The times I missed out on your calls

Missed out on your laugh

Missed the chance to look into your eyes

Missing now what we had

I don’t think I paid enough attention

And now I’m stuck trying to recall

The greatest sister since creation

The brightest light of us all

If you are watching...know that

I know you no longer feel pain

And for that I am thankful

But one truth still remains

My heart it is still breaking

But my lungs still fill with air

The world it keeps spinning

And it doesn’t seem fair

Please look down often

And remind us to go on

Until one day we are doing it

All on our own

One day in the future

You will look down from the sky

Smile down on us to say

See...I told you...you’re going to be alright

In closing my blue eyed angel

Give God thanks and a smile

For these precious moments with you

Made my life seem worthwhile

Watching Angels Dance

Watching Angels Dance

Isn’t it funny how?

God always knows

Which color of eyes

The perfect shape of a nose

Would be most fitting

When designing us

At the wave of a hand

With very little fuss

The brilliance of our Creator

Is amazing indeed

How he fills every void

Tends to every need

Making the color of the ocean

And a grain of sand

Equally as important

As the creation of man

He brought us here together

To learn from the start

To love from within

Beginning with our hearts

Every organism has

Its own special duty

Under the site of God

Amazed by His beauty

We grow together as one

As His will would have it be

Reminding us to love each other

I love you ...you love me

And when we begin living

For our earthly desires

He exhibits His anger

And unforeseen things transpire

The heavens open up

And the world below shakes

He sends in storms

And giant earthquakes

He reminds us daily that He loves

Our tender hearts

But let there be no mistake

We must do our part

Our part may seem difficult

Of that there is no doubt

But while we are wasting time

Trying to figure it out

We are failing to do what

He sent us for

To save one another

To open closed doors

We get so busy questioning

The meaning of it all

And get caught up in us

And soon comes a great fall

We forgot the homeless man

Who is living down town

We act like we don’t see him

Since we don’t see God around

We ignore the pleas of children

With no food to eat

Well, I want to help

Maybe next week

We avoid the abused

We ignore the maimed

And we curse God

When we encounter the same

We expect God to be

At our beckoned call

But we ignore Gods wishes

And another tear falls

God cries not for himself

But the ignorance of man

And when things become

So far out of hand

He lifts up His hand

And yells a thunderous STOP

Stating...I care not what you want

I don’t care what you thought

I gave you one job

The most important one

To love one another

And you reach for guns

You no longer listen

To the heart beat of God

And yet tremble in fear

At the sight of my rod

You say you want peace

Yet rarely a day goes by

When you aren’t destroying each other

And now you ask why?

Give the love I gave you

It costs you not a dime

Those hearts that you are breaking

Those souls are mine

Those lives left barren

With bullets piercing their skin

Were your brothers and sisters

At the very least...your friends

They were angels I sent you

To keep you on your path

And look at your destruction

The violent aftermath

And He slowly whispers softly

I hope you get it right

Because there will come one more day

When you come into my sight

And on the Day of Judgment

Let there be no mistake

I will ask of your contribution

And the difference you made

What wrongs did you correct

Since we last spoke

How did you repair

The hearts that you broke

And if you stand in silence

As children often do

I will mention

It was all up to you

So my child take this

Your one final chance

To join me in Heaven

To watch the angels dance

Missed Messages

Missed Messages

“I am for the truth no matter who tells it...I am for justice no matter who it is for” 

                   Malcolm X

  There are times in our lives when we are given a valuable truth...the only question remaining is will you be willing to receive it?

  As children, most of us would willingly accept any information as the divine truth, from our parents. However as life would have it we would begin to learn that often our parents intentions would never be mirrored in our lives again. As we grew older, we learned that some people may not have our best interest at heart. We became suspicious of others. Somehow along the path of our lives we started to correlate what was said with who was saying it...this in itself is a powerful lesson.

  We can often confuse the message and the messenger; the two may not be related. As people with our own concepts or those which have been instilled in us...be it directly or indirectly, we often have fallen into the trap that the most important messages come in the most beautifully wrapped packages. How many times have you encountered a person on the street and because they had a certain look, or lack thereof, you only half listened to the words being spoken? There will be messages that come to us...important vital messages. If we are not receptive to the message because we have a preconceived notion about the messenger...we will lose that blessing.

  This will be why you will see me write about being accepting of others. We have no way to foresee into the future and know all that we should pay attention to now. Often the most important message will come from the most unlikely source.

  When we close off our hearts and minds to specific people or groups of people...we are limiting our ability to receive messages or lessons sent by our Creator. We have missed out on the true concept of our existence when we pigeon hole or get caught up in stereo types. There had to have been a clear cut reason why it is that we all look so different and sound different. We are actually the different perspectives that we were all supposed to have...but they were all supposed to lead us back to the arms of our Father. Instead, we have isolated ourselves behind ideas and images of hate and destruction. Again, we must focus on the significance of what is being communicated and not in the orator.

  Sometimes the message isn’t about our well being, but that of others. We are given insight to situations, it is up to us to either react or do nothing; but in the end we are always going to be held accountable for those decisions. We must make the assumption that every time something is brought to our attention, directly or indirectly, it is meant for us. I mean, if we are walking down the street and we find a bag of money laying there with no one else around...don’t we think that it was God helping us out with some financial problem? Wouldn’t we think that it was the answer to our prayers? With that same mentality, how can we watch children dying from starvation in Africa or children dying due to homelessness on the news...and think that it wasn’t a message intended for us? How will we explain to our Creator, on our day of judgment, why we did nothing? If we only respond to the issues in our world when we have something to gain from it...we are NOT doing the will of God. Our path is not one of self righteousness. We are supposed to seek the greater good for mankind...not ourselves.

  In the hustle and bustle of everyday life we come into contact with many people, both physically and verbally; when you think of how many people you came into contact with today...I must ask one question...How many messages did you miss?

The Wings of Angels

The Wings of Angels

In life there are a few things which remain

Through Our Creator we know this is true

That while we may try to demean others

The only loser will always be you

We may convince ourselves of victory

And celebrate the defeat

Of tearing down the hearts of others

Some of whom we have yet to meet

We may say they are less than us

Or maybe that we are more

And we may have lots of fame

Money and friends galore

I suppose it just depends

On how we measure our wealth

I mean is it weighed by our check book

Or by our spiritual health

One day we must realize

Sooner or later we must admit

That true worth is not counting

The diamonds on our wrist

You cannot purchase value

And what’s valuable cannot be bought

Greatness can only be achieved

When the divine truth is sought

And seek it I implore you

Know that in which you sow

Will not produce fruit in His garden

Vanity isn’t supposed to grow

I understand your struggle

I know it can seem you’ve won

But like Icarus and his fake wings

You will never rise up to the sun

It’s sad...you’ve been done a disservice

We told you that fame is great

But the price of fame will only

Keep you outside of the Holy Gates

When we look down upon others

As if we created anything at all

Just like the mighty giants

We have so much further to fall

Find a way to love your brothers

And give that which is not yours

And be not amazed when God

Opens closed windows and doors

In closing I will add this

A truth I hope you never deny

Anytime you try to clip the wings of angels

It is you who will fail to fly

Lifting My Hands

Lifting My Hands

My Father who lives in Heaven

As I bend my knees to declare my love

My heart feels so heavy

This will be this which I speak of

When I was a girl I used to dream

Of flying a rocket to the moon

Not about million dollar contracts

Or growing up too soon

I only thought about laughter

And having fun with friends

Not about drinking or drugs

Or fights that no one wins

I never debated religion

Or what our Creator should be called

Only that He was our source of love

The Father of us all

I could never find in any book

The intention of my heart

So I just loved peacefully

Never tearing others apart

I’m not sure when I first noticed

The condition of our world

Somewhere between adulthood

And that naïve little girl

Life began to be look grim

A sad and lonely place

With images so horrifying

They would never be erased

But once I saw a child killed

On a public street

And it wasn’t a movie

But the news on my TV

All of a sudden bloodshed

And violence was all around

And I so missed the days when

Our feet were planted on the ground

If I could have one wish

And have it immediately come true

It would be to have a clean slate

And to make everything brand new

There would be no separation

Or racial barrier lines

Or wars putting brother against brother

And no more picket lines

When our brother talked

We at least considered his stance

And we would give him an opportunity

At least give him a chance

We would be more kind and concerned

When our fellow man was attacked

No more talk about superiority

Or what another person lacked

There would be peace and prosperity

All across our great land

We would walk joyously together

Always reaching for each others hand

There would never come a moment

When any man could decide

That it was acceptable

It batter and abuse his wife

We wouldn’t hear about the terror

That children now do know

We would just plant our seeds of love

And watch them start to grow

Our forests would again flourish

Natural skyscrapers growing still

Animals could roam freely

As it was always your will

Our self destructive nature

Would come to a screeching end

And instead of making enemies

We created great new friends

Some may think this is foolish

That I dream too much

But I say it is never wrong

To expect better things and such

So every day when I close my eyes

Raising my thoughts for mankind to the sky

My wishes are never laughed at

My creator never wonders why

And while my thoughts my seem fruitless

To the ill will of my fellow man

I know my thoughts do please you

And that you understand

While our world is under attack

By its inhabitants each day

I ask for your guidance

And your help along the way

I pray one day what we say

And all the things we do

Will only show our gratitude

And how much that we love you

I lift my hands to Heaven

Knowing until then

You will be watching over us lovingly

Amen

Hate Ends Here

Hate Ends Here

  

February is Black History Month; and while I do intend on writing some pieces on the fabulous people of color in our great world, today I am choosing to write on something which I consider to be an epidemic...Indifference.

Now many will say, and recently I have read the disgruntled statements made about specific groups having holidays, websites, awards shows, television channels etc. And while these statements were made to create hate and chaos amongst the masses...I found it to be a perfect platform for what I know to be true about the world that we live in and the capability of mankind.

As human beings we waste so much precious time. We waste time separating ourselves from other human beings. Perhaps we do it because we have some need to want to feel more important; as children we all know how much better we feel if people are making a fuss over us. And it is only unfortunate that over the years we have come to realize that often when we are degrading or demoralizing another person...it is meant only to make us look shiny and new. Here in lies the problem, we aren’t shiny and new.

When we are attacking and trying to lessen the significance of another person or being...we are only fueling an old fire. Racial bias, prejudice, misanthropy, religious persecutions...are real problems that we have been facing for centuries. Isn’t it sad to know that for hundreds of years we have been stuck in the same place? We have been fighting a tug of war against ourselves and wondering why we aren’t advancing. When we set aside the hearts and souls of those around us...we become indifferent to the plight of mankind.

When we have to set a side a specific month to bring the focus on a particular group of people...it is only due to the fact that they have been overlooked in the world, at large. We should never have to search for how much a certain race or culture has added to our existence...as long as we include those beings in our daily acknowledgements of who brought us to where we are today. For example if all cultures of this country were equally represented in our public school curriculum then we may feel more balanced, over all.

But the painful truth is...we do segregate ourselves from those not exactly like us. We will find reasons to diminish the contributions that people of other races...religions...sexes or cultures have brought to our daily lives. We have gotten so frigid and cold that we don’t realize that we are doing it; until someone from a minority group points it out. Then we will use our only defense and say...he/she is an angry man/woman. That is when the gloves come on and it becomes a slapping contest. We will all try and diminish the accomplishments of one another in an attempt to make us feel better about ourselves.

We are ALL human beings...of one race. And given the way our paths are going we are not far from extinction. We have become destructive to each other and to ourselves. We find reasons to declare war on each other...as if we are the voice of truth and reason.

Our Creator has high expectations of us all. I know, at times, it can seem difficult to fulfill such a tall order and we can become overwhelmed. But we need not feel that it is out of the realm of what we are capable of. We are supposed to be able to love and lean on one another. And if it feels strange and unusual to love so easily...it is only because we may be out of practice and quite possibly we are in worse shape than I am even relaying to you now.

Let us show our children the way to God. They are depending on us to lead by example...so they can do the same for their children. Lift up one another. When we do that instead of tearing down one another, you can feel the change in the air. We start transferring good loving thoughts and energy to those around us. Let the cycle of life be a productive and prosperous one. Plant a seed of hope for someone who has feels lost...it’s like giving a road map of life to a person who has been driving around in circles.

Search deep within you for the compliment that you are hoping someone will say to you...and give it to someone else. Transfer sunshine through your smile; show the world that starting with you...the hate ends here.