I Desire More (cover)

Undefined Search

Searching for much, however, what it is I'm unsure.

Of its nature, of its portion, my definition is nonexistent.

Elevation of my intuitive possession has reached its climax, yet I have not made it there.

Like a grain of dust flowing in the sky-

This search has an unknown origin, and still no known destination.

Much like Hitler with the mission of no diversity, and the KKK with no mixing as its goal;

Some may say they were wrong in their plans, provoking the negativity;

Yet they took a stand.

Now, if a man stands on sinking sand, and one sits there in the same measure;

Well, riddle me this; who obtained more pride?

Even in the opposition one has a tangible source found to support what others disagree with,

yet my search is still underway;

Forcing me to rebel inside with the greater of two evil.

In the left corner pride, in the right fear;

Well, seems as if we are going all 12 rounds because staggering and cut eyes, and tumultuous cries;

Left and right blows, and even some illegal elbows, have been thrown within this ring just to see who will conquer.

Gikuyu had assistance given without even an appeal;

So, his search never had to generate-only get to the top of the hill.

To the top of Kirinyaga his search began and ended, but one problem;

I am not of the Kenya based tribe.

So, weakened yet elevated, staggered yet walking plain, I search yet in still for an undefined notion, undesignated thought with no reservations.

Relentless I search for the undefined.

The pen just had to testify!

Get Like Me

I am unique;
The one and only.
You can't copy me.

My traits are unique;
Nobody can take my personality;
Or share my passions.

But they can pretend to do what I do.
Terrible singing, anybody can do that too.
Posers try to be like me;
Or feel the way I feel when angry;
Or sad.

Nobody can walk in my shoes;
Or feel my pain and passion.
Nobody can hear the tune I hear.

I stand alone;
You can't duplicate my sounds,
I create my own language.

Anybody can speak when they're mad;
Anybody can repeat what I say.
Posers try to be like me;
They envy me;
But wish they were me.

~My 7th Grade Class @ Crossroad Academy Charter School (Quincy, FL)~

Your Future

Your future is what you want it to be;
I use to deal with it;
Letting my life pass by me,
Enclosed in my own.

I saw my opportunities;
Where my life seemed bigger to me.
My heart burning with passion;
To discover this world.

I overcame my obstacles;
I went into the world to experience my life;
to concur life with all my might;
With determination, courage, and confidence.

~My 7th Grade Class @ Crossroad Academy Charter School (Quincy, FL)~

Naughty By Nature

Right projects out like a sore thumb, however it wears camouflage in our eyes;

We intend to do right in the midst of this life, but we are defeated in our tries.

Attempting over and over to walk on the straight and narrow;

But in this complex life, the target never embraces the arrow.

Explanation and answers never seem to align with the truth;

Actions speaking louder than our words are always viewed as uncouth.

Supporting what is right is only presented in a silent avenue;

Standing firm on our beliefs has no longer been considered a virtue.

We take the road travelled by many in order to grow in our ranks;

Never taking the journey travelled by less, for we fear to walk the plank.

The only time we complement is to cover up the many lies;

For we left behind the residue of our two-faces, and formed artificial allies.

Why is it so hard to live a life within the parameters that are correct?

Instead we take negative routes, and to all alternatives we neglect.

It appears that we are creatures of habit, and embrace the common side of failure;

Sadly enough we continue these paths, for we are all naughty by nature.

The pen just had to testify!

You Must Not Know Bout Me

"I don't know how I am gonna make it." "I have bills due, just where is the money coming from?" "I am so depressed and I cannot find a release." These are all statements that we speak from time to time. Overwhelming experiences arise, and it is almost as if we forget all the knowledge that we have acquired from the Almighty God.

In the word, we are told of many accounts where God made a way when it seems that no way could be created. Daniel found himself in the lions' den...God made a way. There was a lady with the issue of blood...God made a way. Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego were in the fiery furnace...God made a way. What it seems like however, is that God's grace and mercy had a time limit on it. To explain that further, we feel as if God doesn't work in the same way in this present day.

It is so amazing how when problems arise in our lives we seek other options first. Friends, family, significant others, even psychic hot lines, trying to find answers to the problems we are having. Why not try God first? It amazes me how we can trust so much in man made things that fail us over and over, however when it comes to God, we have many apprehensions. The doctor gives us drugs to take, we ask and say nothing, pull up to Walgreens or CVS and get them, then we take them. All of this, with no questions asked. We go to a restaurant and order food, we don't see the chef prepare it, nor the server walk it to us, and we intake the meal with no issue. So, why when it comes down to a man that is perfect, a man that knows all and sees all, and a man that wants us to cast our cares on Him, and we are hesitant? Think about it.

In life, there are gonna be pains, heartache, disappointments, and obstacles that we don't understand. It is apart of life. However, just as these negatives appear, so is God. The only thing we have to do is ask, and have faith that He is going to provide. 1 Samuel 15:29 Tells us, "He who is the glory of Israel, does not lie or change His mind; for he is not a man that he should change his mind." Just because man fails you after giving a promise, and just because we have many Indian-Giver type individuals in life who renege on promises, doesn't mean that our God will do the same. He wants the best for us, and wants us to succeed. All we have to do is ask Him!

So you said you don't know how to make it; the bible tells you in Psalms 25:9, "He guides the humble in what is right and teaches them his way. YOU MUST NOT KNOW BOUT ME!

You said that you have bills and you don't know where the money is coming from; the word tells you in John 15:7, ""If you abide in me and my word abides in you, you will ask what you desire and it shall be done for you." YOU MUST NOT KNOW BOUT ME!

You are depressed and you can't find a release is what I heard you say; well, the bible tells you in Psalms 34:17 "The righteous cry, and the Lord heareth, and delievereth them our of their troubles." YOU MUST NOT KNOW BOUT ME!

Try God; I promise you will not be let down. God works in His time, His way, and His methods because He knows what we need and when we need it. Beyonce gave us the highly known single, but in all actuality many of us must not know about God. The point to remember is that, Beyonce could find another him. In the case of my God, you can search far and wide, but you will never find one like the Father. Try Him for yourself!

The pen just has to testify!

He Changed Me

He healed me from the breath I took--
inhaling air that contained much poison;
Touched me from my innermost entities freeing me of all corrosion.
Within me He covered;
For me He suffered;
Around me He altered;
Through me He doctored.
Held hostage only by limits created individually;
Finally analyzing it was indeed a sin to me.
The Solution = He changed me.

The Pen just had to testify!

Resist Because He Exists

They scandalize your name, much like Paul Roberson explained with a melody;
They cast you out with no reason at all, like the innocense of a man possessing a felony.
They drag you through the dirts and muds of life without even having to hesitate;
Much like a wolf to human flesh, they sit and watch you as they salivate.
PREying to tear you down;
But fear not, our PRAying is more profound.

The pen just had to testify!

Distance From God

Being awake, yet having motions mirroring REM;
Anticipating light’s uprising, however, embracing the dim.
Challenging the inevitable feeling it will secede;
Then realizing all negativity, and watching it impede-
Impede the mind, impede the heart;
What happens when God, and we are two worlds apart.

The pen just had to testify!

Addicted

I'm ADDICTED...I admit it, I'm addicted to you.
But can you blame me? I
t's just something about the way you do the things you do.
Now, I know I sound like "The Temptations" with the words that I speak,
But it is something about your touch;
So strong, yet so meek.
Wondering many nights how I could possibly fit closer into your matchless arms;
However, not knowing that on your bracelet, I already assumed the position as a charm.

I'm ADDICTED... I admit it, I'm addicted with a strong measure.
Realizing I obtain more than the riches, powers, and the most abundant treasure.
Why reach and grasp more than what I already possess;
Much like participating yet again, once you've already won the contest.
Visibility becomes clearer to the state I reside in,
Listening is achieved to the ear I constantly confide in.
Warmth is ever present within the embrace I allow;
(Humph) I was once addicted, but it's even stronger now!

I'm ADDICTED...I admit it;
I'm addicted, with a feeling overflowing;
It's just like a chill that overtakes my insides,
And the weather doesn't even present snowing.
The roads I travel become plain, and all mountain-like obstacles become low;
What other type of addiction exists that would allow my intellect to grow?

I'm ADDICTED...I admit it;
I'm addicted with a strong emotion;
Much like the parting of that body of water, I can see through life's seas and
oceans.
Reversing the commonplace, and replacing the commonality;
I have become so infatuated with this entity, since my much needed transforming.
Realizing there would be no me if it had not been for him;
Understanding that I had been awakened where life once made me dim.

I'm ADDICTED...I admit it;
Don't try to save me from this state;
This doesn't require a scientific study, nor a genetic mapping trait.
I do not need the drugs, the counseling, nor a self help assisting course;
And please do not try to save me, or send to me your remorse.
A 12 step program has no place to where my addiction stands,
Because this addiction that I possess exists, due to only one man's hands.

The pen just had to testify!