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King's Poet
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Child of God and Poet of the king
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Psalm 45:1
My heart overflows with a good theme;
I address my verses to the King;
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
Psalm 45:1
My Identity
Be the staff for the elder,
Be the medicine for the sick,
Be the shelter for the homeless
Be the water for the kelp,
Psalm 139:14 esv
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.[a]
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works;
Your Sovereign Trust
Lord I’ve tried and tried,
I’ve bluffed and bluffed,
Though the loathsomeness of the anxiety,
Which I tried to take control of,
I thought I could take it all on my own,
Nevertheless it broke me down Oh Lord,
I’m beaten,
Was a broken vase
Emmanuel Rapped In A Feeding Box
The great Jupiter and the north star, Planets in space ever so far, singing with voices of the winged ones, The nerves racking of the demons, There ears steaming because of the coming, Lucifer is des...
My hearts will
Let my heart go where the Lord sculpts it, Like the tide goes, Where the moon dances, Like the clay moves, Where the potter guides it.
The Keener Side of Blue
The Keener side of blue, Cyan a swishing blue with a honey drop of green, That I love, do you? Awe Cyan what a charming scene, I the Cyan admirer, If a man found a stone of Cyan color, Of that I would...
Ode to My Dyslexia
For it has done much for me, A gift it is to be, A power of the right mind,
The Valiant Night
This photo is of me and my Grandmother, I always loved her I could not ask for another, Back when I was little, When I danced more than a fiddle, Those years about five I believe, I would, Beg mom t...
Life in theatrical eyes
Awe the stage of my life, Inside the church the, the Father's wife, As the lights ignite, So does your adventure at first sight, As you step on the stage, Starting with a fresh page, You look toward t...
Pride or Love
The time of Pride is a time of heartache, but a time of compromise is a time of love on end.
A True Fathers Gift Our Father's prize,
is more beautiful than the crimson sunrise.
More stunning then the morning fog of the
diamond color,
Into the abyss your mind goes trying to contemplate his wonder,
We go mad thinking why humans?
