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DEAD DIGNITY

Image by: Man de Man Photography   I sing a lonely song to the moonlight The only closest company I may ever have tonight I hum to the echoes of the winds that blow Composing a symphony only I will ever know, Or will anybody else hear it? Give me the chance to obtain my biggest profit A currency paid in form of a listening ear If ever I have the capability to renounce this great fear   I am just a girl, A girl yearning to be free Mine me out from societal detriments, and simply let me be The girl that I know I want to see Will never be so until you let me be   Papa, Oh Papa If the moon is to turn over to face the day How I wish I’d have a road map to guide as I run away Away from the shackles of an undesired earthly eternity To please a society that makes merry from impunity My hands and feet you view as currency You glare at the sight of apples dangling down a tree Ripe and sweet for your remedy Punishing me to be lower than a slave

TOO MUCH

  Why is it so easy to say I’m fine? Hardly do you ever think about it, Effortlessly, it slides from between your lips. Especially, When all that lies around you is witness to the total opposite. Seasons really never last forever, There are those when the party just won’t stop Then others when silence invades, the kind like pin drop. A silence to kill or a silence to heal, A silence that kills, echoes various unheard voices, Screaming piercingly on the inside... The result... is a temporary brain freeze. Silence that heals fabricates unheard melodies, Calm, gentle that are soothing to the soul. I then wonder and it dawns... this is just too much Or is it?   Do I fear too much? Do I care too much? Do I worry too much? Do I question too much? Do I think too much? Do I foresee too much? Do I trust so much? And if I do, will I hurt, just a little too much? Do I wonder too much? Do I give too much? Do I expect too much? Have I loved too muc

IF MY HEART COULD SPEAK: The Benediction

My pastor once mentioned something that has stuck with me to date: “Let God’s word be your First counsel and Final authority" . The word of God is known and proven over again to be the greatest tool one could ever use to get through whatever circumstance and situation. It tells us how to live, what to believe and guides you on how to walk the rest of your journey while you recover. I urge you to delve into it and seek the treasures for your soul. The bible is a free mining ground with so much for you to take for yourself. What you take with you is what you should focus on daily, for that will always keep you steady and confident in the new you. It will guide you and you will know which way to go. Find out what it says about your current situation and be sure after every other kind of wisdom received from elsewhere, to have its instructions as your final action in obedience. Below are a few suggested scriptures to help and encourage you as you rebuild yourself into someth

IF MY HEART COULD SPEAK: Put Me Back Together!

Recovery is not an instant act at all-whether physically or emotionally: anyone who has been through this kind of tragedy or can relate with it will tell you that they had to be deliberate about some things before they were able to stand on their two feet emotionally, spiritually, mentally and sometimes physically. 1)    Let it all out I’m the kind that would tell you... just be! Scream, shout and let it all out as a famous song would say. Crying has never meant that one is weak and that is something each individual, both male and female should understand. Compression of emotions doesn’t mean strength either. I believe in being true to you and better still, being vulnerable before God. There is indeed a time for everything, a time to rejoice and a time to mourn. This may just be that time... and it’s valid. Whether alone, or with a few genuine people who play the role of sticking closer than a brother, dear friend... just be! If David in all his royalty was able to find time to d