Comments

Current mood: calm
Category: Writing and Poetry

I am talking to a friend right now as I type this. We are talking about how she feels about my blog. It brought up some concerns I had been having about people reading and not leaving comments. She told me she didn't leave comments sometimes because she was either scared of repeating the same comment or scared that what she would say would be too different from everyone else's comments.

My response was note worthy. (Hence, the blog)

The whole reason I share these blogs is to guage the response of people I call friends. I am open to everything everyone has to say. It doesn't matter what it is. I like the feedback. I feed off the feed back. I look foward to multiple comments that say the same thing and I especially look foward to way off ideas and thoughts. I want to see what the majority of people feel about certain subect matter. I also want to take peoples thoughts to disparate extremes.

What I write is not the usual MySpace fodder. I am mainly trying to guage the different levels of my writing. I want to get an idea of how many people I actually connect with. I write more because of you all and all of your comments. I thrive off inciting new thoughts and ideas.

So know that I will produce more and hopefully better stuff based on how much you respond to what I already have out there. The less you respond, the less I will write. And its good or bad. I won't get any better if all I get is praise.

Ask.

Tell.

But most of all, enjoy!

Be good everybody.

Brand New

Current mood: anxious
Category: Writing and Poetry

Hot off the presses!!! Just my thoughts yall.

Wild Oats

I'm afraid to sow my wild oats
I don't want to be responsible for america's wild growth
I do have ample opportunity to spread my seed
Just not all the resources a growing child needs
Its not about the ability of the species
Its about the maturity that's inside of me
Who would I be to lie to you or me
About what it is we are actually doing
I have too much respect for my unborn son's life
To misrepresent myself to my potential wives
In addition to having hopes and dreams
I have too many plans for my future family
So right now why don't we
Enjoy the sweet thrill of practicing
I'm not afraid to say what I truly believe
Because I'm the only one who I can deceive
Plus I want to give my son a chance
So I keep it in my pants
Remember When I said a real man
Can wait til he has enough Trojans
To lay in the sand
And instead of rushing to stimulate sex glands
Makes plans to hold hands
I don't want to use you
So I practice alone
And I'll never abuse him or you
So I struggle alone

I have no where to turn
Old players want to use
They want to live vicariously through me
To cover up for their losing
They got it wrong but misery loves company
And some things just ain't me
So I can break the cycle thankfully
Hopefully
It can stay that way
And I don't care if they call me gay
Its just because they're mad
They are unprepared dads
Because they lack the self control
To slow their roll
Know when to be bold
Just say no
Don't go with the flow
She'll still respect you if you take things slow
And it ain't no fun
If I can't plan a better life
For my unborn son
So don't frown If I turn you down
It just sometimes I'm serious about playing around

Believe me I want to as much as you
But remember I want everything I say to you to be true
And I don't know you
I want you to stay
I'd love to play
But I don't know how I'd feel
When you went away
I know I 'd miss you
But would I miss us
And how much trust
Is there between us
Do I enjoy being us
Having people seeing us
Introducing you and me as us
We don't even know what will become of us
So what's the big rush

Do you see what I mean
I don't want a play thing
I want my drama free queen
So let's delay the freaking
Lets keep speaking
Stimulate my thinking
Make my groove a sweet thing
So lets agree
Before we make three
I'll focus on you
You focus on me
Lets help each other achieve
And perfect each others dreams
Feel the freedom to be free
And set our minds at ease
Then love will be a breeze
Seeds will become saplings
Saplings become trees
And we can enjoy our special breeze
Rustling through the leaves
Like my fingers through your hair
Massaging here and there
Sending sensations everywhere
Glowing, soaring through the air
But before we climb up stairs to nowhere
Here is the challenge if you dare

Lets check it out
Before we step out
Lets find out what life is all about
Lets check ourselves
If we respect ourselves
We'll inspect ourselves
Then truth be told
We'll show what we know
we'll put being held on hold
We'll save our soul
Let destiny unfold
And keep future families whole
So let's be bold
And slow both our roll
Call it Pussy Control or Dick Control
Let's practice self control





man, i wish i had seen these a few years ago and maybe my brother wouldnt have four kids now. anyway im feeling your flow. and is it me or did this remind you of our last conersation. i only wish more men thought like this.


Very nicely stated my friend...if only so many more people would take heed to the message in this we would have fewer unwanted and unprepared for childen. Let them call you what they want, but they have to respect your maturity.


What about your unborn daughter?


That's me being selfish. I want a son first and a younger daughter. But what ever God blesses me with I will be thankful for.

MySpace Anniversary

Current mood:Just waking up
Category: Life

Like I noted last night, I noticed I had been on MySpace for two years. It has definitely been an eventful two years. I started in Los Angeles and now I am in Stone Mountain, with a stop off in Vegas for a few months. I don't think any of my original MySpace friends are on my page at all anymore. Actually, I think I have one friend that's been there since the start.

I like it better now. I only have real people on my page. People that I know, knew or am getting to know well. I write better now than then. I write more.
I wondered for a sec if I had been on here too long. A lot of people I know have been burned out on MySpace in much shorter times. But it was only a thought and it was only for a sec. Like I said, I have a much better group of people sharing my space now.

All that being said, I encourage you all to read some my older blogs. (Don't worry there will always be new ones) But I realized last night that some people haven't had a chance to catch up. So I will be changing the post dates on a few of the older blogs so you won't have to dig so deep to get to the good stuff.
I'm off to start my day.

Be good.





I have neva heard of myspace until it was all ova da news bacc in mid march this year. And I must say it is not like they had made it seem out to be,cuz I found my old classmate from H.Sch. Yeah ur wrightin is very nice I must say, so keep it up and I hope to see ur work in Barnes Book store yah know

Keep up the good work

I have to be honest, I have been quite resistant to the whole myspace hype, mainly because I didn't feel where it would be beneficial to me. Did I really want complete strangers enjoying and possibly judging my site, my blogs, etc... Fear is deliberating, and release is liberating. I realized I don't care what others do with the information, and I am free to express myself...

I enjoy your blogs highly, and while I do not care for poetry, it was a nice destraction.

Poetry for her

Current mood:Reminiscent
Category: Writing and Poetry

I just realiazed I have been on MySpace for Two years. That has nothing to do with what I'm about to write except for the way I found that out. I was looking to see if I have posted any of these poems online and I haven't.

I just want to write that I wrote this about someone I knew (in a way I guess I still know her). Fact is she is one my MySpace friends. So I was hesitant to share these but...My slogan is - Me Vale Verga. I may as well act like it sometimes. (If you don't speak spanish I have a blog entitled Me Vale Verga that will explain all. Its dated January 2, 2006 if you want to read it)

Anyhow, I saw this girl and had to have her. As you know from reading, I never achieved the relationship I sought. Time passed, we moved, and moved on. Life goes on. And the poetry must be shared. All this is to say that the situation here is rare. I don't believe in paying any attention at all to anyone's girlfriend. I'm a little older and Me Vale Verga. (I'm trying to create a cliche) But once in a blue moon, I see a girl...


Congratulations

There's a dilemma I face
To hate or congratulate
What a decision to make
To finally decide my fate
But wait
Why should I have to hate
To win my mate
But then
If it's a game I'm in
I'm definitely in
To win
And that puts another twist
Into this
Predicament
So that's all
My whole problem yall
How do I call
And not stall
My own progress
That is, prove I'm the best
So that's the test
To get in
I hate him
But then
If he's hatin
It's all the same
On every layer
And I can't hate the player
So I hate the game
To make it plain
I'mma be true
I do
Love you
Do you, too?


Congratualtions 2

Might as well give up
With my luck
I'll always be stuck
Like chuck
In a rut
Forced to live without
Hurt so deep within
With a boat load of
So called friends
When will it end
Will I ever bend
And pretend
To know
The other beau
Then interfere
Lie
In wait
Filled with hate
Like some clown
Mess around
Automatic first down
Manhandlin' the receivers
That would mean I believed her
Is she even faithful
Why am I so hateful
Cuz I know
Even if she was
I wouldn't
Couldn't
Know I shouldn't
Cuz I meant
Not a trick
True fulfillment
Real relationships


(Addendum)

I'll never say no
So
How can you
If I come from the heart
Why
Isn't it true
Oh
The things you
Do
When I see you
In blue
My favorite color
My favorite girl
But one won't come through
But can I blame you
If I'm scared to make a move
Back to the same ol' question
Is there a difference
They don't call Pass Interference
If I make the interception


?

I'mma be straight
Cuz I can't wait
It'll be too late
And I ain't gone be hopin
For his heart to be broken
For you to have spoken
The words I hear echoin
In my ear
Vibrating
All over
Tell him you love another
You found a better lover
The better brother
I know you may have loved him
But it wasn't love you were in
Some type of infatuation
A quick distraction
While I made the interception
Cuz of my smooth actions
So what's your reaction
Now that you're my dove
You realize you weren't in love
Love is something more
You don't care you adore
And I don't care if I don't score
You don't need a picture
To be sure
You remember
What your heart beats for
And I'll always be sure
Your love is pure
Cuz when you're in love
There is no other
Like no one is above
You sister, father, brother
Or mother
No one can replace your true lover

Please, my friends. I need feedback on these. They may not make the book.






it's interesting that you said these wouldnt make that book b/c as i was reading them i was thinking to myself how i want to print them out so that if am ever placed back in that situation i could look to your words for comfort. i must say that these have touched me the most, even as i type now i still feel my heartbeat beating against my chest in a much too rapid pace to say i was only reading. once again i dont know how you do it, but dont stop.


thank you in countless ways!!!


much luv


beautiful, i really like it.


Absolutely, wonderful.
Thanks for sharing.
Renee


I wish she thought so.


All of these are nice but the last entry titled "?" is righteous!!! The real question is why aren't more men (males) privy to this type of manning up??? O-kaaay!

What If It Was You? AKA PULL YOUR ASS OVER!!!

Current mood: disappointed
Category: Life

This is a deviation from the usual. I just had to write this.

I have always noticed how hesitant people are to pull over when there is a Fire Truck, Ambulance or Police Car (who isn't after you) behind them. It happens all over the country. Or at least, in every city I've lived in. I like to say I always pull to the side. As far as I can remember, I always make a strong effort to do so. I am almost always successful in doing so. I always think of the people on the other end of that call. Every second counts and I can give up a few of mine to save a life, or house or to catch a criminal. And then I was on the other side of that call. My brother had an accident, there was tons of blood. I was on the phone with 911 waiting on someone, anyone, to come and trying to make sure my nieces and nephews didn't come in the kitchen and see their rock hurt like that. I instantly thought of all the yahoos I see on the street who don't make any attempt at pulling over. I was praying and trying to keep it together and freaking out and yelling at the operator in a calm voice all in one instant. It all worked out, but my road rage has since intensified.

Then, one day, I'm at a light and I see a police car coming down the street perpendicular to me. It attempts to turn left and pulls behind the car in the turning lane. An older couple just freezes and doesn't move at all. The light cycles completely because the older couple just missed the light. The couple doesn't even move their head. (You know how people do with the tunnel vision.) WTF! They only move to turn and then the police car still has to swerve around the car. Intensification!

Which leads to today. I need yalls help! Desperately! I am driving down the street. BUMPIN "Sexy Back" And an ambulance is coming in the opposite direction. I still hear it before I see it. I still try to get over, even though I don't have to. There is a car driving directly in front of the Ambulance. It does the honking, extra squawking, more lights thing to get he car's attention. IT DOES NOT MOVE! It's driving. SLOWLY! In front of the ambulance!

I need help. I am to the point of following people and getting out of the car on them. I want to ask every - What if it was you on the other end of that call? Waiting on the paramedics, emt, firemen, or police to arrive. Do you even think about that at all? Mostly I want to know if I am the last puller overer.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE. Tell me something. Anything. Or I will have to get of the car. (100% SERIOUS!)






i feel you on the whole pull over thing it's the law, but at the same time people will be people. what i mean is that it takes being on the other side for any person (most people) to pay attention or do the right thing. but what you must keep in mind is that god doesnt make mistakes so even if there was no one on the road and help can get there in time, it doesnt mean the person will make it. but i guess if people were more sensative to the situation it would make for better and friendly driving. so my advice is to just keep praying and know that everything will work out as intended.

You have to control yourself! It sucks that people make bad choices but you will not help the situation with anger. Understanding that everyone has circumstances on their minds, patience with non-attentive people, and the basic understanding that not everyone thinks or has had similar circumstances will improve how you deal with this situation.

Jason, you are a passionate man with a kind heart...remember that these idiots that don't follow the appropriate procedures are still people! They have families and people who depend on them-so be patient and kind.

You are absolutely right. I can however see why some people may not pull over. I remember when I was about 16 and a fire truck was approaching quickly. I was scared and didn't know what to do. I knew I needed to pull over but there were other cars to the right of me that were in the way. So I floored it and eventually was able to get over. I think our senior citizens may feel the same way. They are frightened enough just to drive in the city and this intensifies when police, fire, or medic approach them. Again I agree with you and I know there are just ignorant people who don't care, but there are also some who are just scared.

You are right too! I was going to say something about seniors driving but I will hold on to that. (Probably not) Because in all of my cases, there were no other cars to block them from pulling over. I guess just wait til I post my non-driver list. (FYI-I'm on the non-driver list too)

lol @ (FYI-I'm on the non-driver list too) at least you're fair.

okay relax. i'm reading and i'm feeling your intensity with every next word. that was nuts. the intensity. just like you said, "what if it was you," well you don't know what's going on with the person irking you b/c they're not acting as you would have them. think about what their situation may be at that instant and what could be going on in their life that you don't know. you know i have the worst attitude problem and i have actually stalked people in road rage scenarios, just not letting stuff go. well i have learned i gotta let go and let God with things/situations/people i can not control. i'm still learning it actually. i gotta let go and just breathe. breathe brotha. i almost passed out just from reading this one. i'm sure you had to catch your breath from writing it.

I have to say the intensity was there at first. But it kind of faded as I came closer to finishing up. Some things have to be said. I let things go but then I just have to say things from time to time if just for the sake of putting it out there. Once I write it, it usually goes away. Its my stress release.

yo ass bet not follow no one but that is crazy because people realy don't move, I thought every one moved for 911 but I saw that i was wrong when I first started driving in New Orleans ....... People out there don't move because the traffic is too bad

How I Roll

Current mood: excited
Category: Writing and Poetry

In response to some recent blog comments, I exposed a few things about myself. First, most of these poems are from years ago. Second, the ones I wrote for women or on inspiration by women were all failures. My original goal was of course to get the girls. I never did. Well, there was one, but I like to think I had her love before I wrote her poems. Third, my intention now is to share these failures and few successes in order to gauge where I am now.

I have reached a recognizable marker along this journey. I know now I am in a much better place. My writing is recieved much better now than it ever was. I didn't know why until today.

I always wrote about the man I wanted to be for the woman I am still searching for. Today, I am realizing that level of manhood. I still have a ways to go, but I see the light. It shines bright like a flashlight in the daytime. I always wrote of hope. Now I write of anticipation. Its actually exciting.

I have you all, my readers, to thank. I have been on this path for a while. You make me certain it is the right one. So, thank you again (if you read the bulletin/for the first time if not) Ride with me some more. The good part is still coming. Be patient. This road is long and rocky. Rocky and fun. I don't know how that is possible except to say there is a confidence and calm in knowing Jesus walks with me on this. I can even see him in the form of all my friends and family. So praise be to him and thanks to you all for blessing me with this gift and staying with me when I wasted it, when I abandoned it and when I turned my back on everyone.

I have to rest now. So that I can give you all the best that I got.

Be good.





on pins and needles...waiting for more insight into such a creative mind!


see you soon!


the fact that you saw fit to let us your friends on myspace (some off) into your life on such a personal level speaks great volume about who you are as a man and friend. rather your poems are old or new it's still an expression of you. it lets your reader know where your train of thought is, and it just so happens you were not alone. as you post and people respond most if not all the time your readers are singing your praise and agreeing with you as they read along. so kudos to you as a poet/friend/inner voice to a world faced with many yet similar situations. so as one of your most faithful reader please keep up the good work and continue to let god use you as he sees fit.


much luv


vicki


I am so happy for you for reaching such a place and more importantly so, I'm happy you recognize it. This can only encourage you more with who and where you are and where you're going. How estatic too I was to hear you speak of your confidence and calm of it all and to actually owe that up to Jesus. I know you are spiritual and I like to see that come out in your writings and/or poetry like I've seen so often. You thank us, how modest of you. THANK YOU! Your fingers dance on these keys and produce rythms of bravery, growth, and insight, all from which we can learn. Thanks again.

A Date

Current mood:Sleepy Faced
Category: Writing and Poetry


A Date

If I asked you out
Would we be able to go
Before you said yes
Let me make my plans known
There was no particular place I thought about
Where ever we go I just want to be out
It really doesn't matter as long as its
You I'm with
I just hope I'm good enough to hang out with
And I wonder if I will get this wish
That before I get rich
Mister DRAft will meet his miss
And I fall in love one second before the first kiss
So that two days before I make a mil
We can make a billion dollar deal
And agree to chill
For longer than a while
Take walks sixty-nine times one mile
Kiss all the time and never bore
Soak and massage spots that are sore
Stroke and massage spots that makes us soar
I wanna do more than show love
I wanna give a guided tour
So when you say yes be prepared
I'm going to take you to infinity plus a whole lot more





Niiice... : )


That was HOTTTTT! I think I feel like I want to hug and kiss you;-) Can I get massage that will make me soar?


i really dont know how you do it but you do. you always leave me wanting and needing more. i wonder is that your goal to leave your readers wanting and waiting for the next piece. i guess i said all that to say WHEN ARE WE GOING OUT?


They were. They didn't work. Now I display my failures for all to see.


Where do I sign up?! LOL I don't know how this one did not work.....very nice


I STARTED AT THE BOTTOM OF THE BLOG LIST AND I'M WORKING MY WAY FROM OLDEST TO THE NEWEST AND I HAVE TO SAY THAT THIS IS MY FAVORITE!!!! REMEMBER WHAT I TOLD YOU EARLIER ........ WELL THOSE THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS HAVE INCREASED TIMES 5!!!!!! NaTTy

Optimism (Being Good)

Current mood:FanMail makes me happy!
Category: Life

My brother just stopped by. Our history is short because he didn't grow up with me. But since I have been living in the same city with him, including being in his house for a few months when I first got here, it has been very interesting to say the least (and I am).

Our father called me while we were here. My brother told me to tell him hello. I did. I couldn't recall my father's response and when my brother asked me what he said after the call ended, I just said dad said hello. (That's what you say right!) It came to me after a minute that my father admonished me to not let my brother and cousin get into an argument in the house. (It happened once before.) My brother made a face at that. He actually made a face before that too when I told him dad said hello. Oh well!

But then he and my cousin went out and I thought about life for a minute. Why the face? Does it always have to be drama? It seems so at times. But anyone who's hung with me knows I really could care less about drama. I work hard, VERY HARD to remain an optimist. Its been a struggle lately but I am winning.

All this led to a story I heard when I was in the fourth grade. It goes like this-



A psychologist wanted to demonstrate the difference between optimists and pessimists. So he set up a study and invited two young boys to participate. One was thought to be a pessimist and the other an optimist. Both boys were put into rooms and left alone for thrity minutes. The pessimist was left in a room full of toys. The optimist was left in a room full of horse manure. After the thirty minutes was up the doctor checked in with the boys. The pessimist was found in the room crying. The doctor asked him why he was crying. The pessimist replied he was sad because he only had thirty minutes with the toys and they would be soon taken away from him. He admitted he had actually cried the whole time he was in the room. The optimist was found throwing the manure all over the room. The doctor found him cheering and laughing as he threw the manure in the air. The doctor asked him why he was behaving that way. He responded saying with all this manure around there had to be horses somewhere he could ride.



I remind myself of that story all the time. And ask myself which boy I am. I have only found that I was the crying boy once or twice. Most recently I was depressed and feared that I would never be able to get out of it. The reason being I thought I would be able to create a positive reality around me if I was giving off this negative energy.

You create your own reality with the energy you give off. Its also about what you believe. If you believe you have good things going on or coming in your life, then good things will happen/continue to happen for you. Its been my faith that has rescued me those few times I battled with depression. I noticed that people who are constantly sad or worried or depressed in anyway give off the energy they anticipate receiving. I had to work backwards to realize that.

In reorganizing my life, I've had to exclude some people who weren't giving off the energy I needed around me right now. But I noticed that I wasn't able to remove all of the pessimists from my life. So, I had to figure them out in hopes of helping them out or at least being able to tolerate them without affecting myself negatively. Thus, here it is for me to share with you all.

When I say be good, I never mean that in the general sense. We have to make our lives good in all ways. Ultimately, we really want to truly be good. We want everything in our world (that is the world we create for ourselves) to be good. People come and go. What we take from and give to the people who cross our paths determines the energy we will receive in the future. By being good, we only give off positive energy. Also, we only seek the same positive energy from people we encounter. And in turn everything good will happen in our lives.

That being said, Be good babies!






Thank you for this...It was a very "good read" ;)

Jason! You are such a profoundly deep thinker and writer:-) I really enjoyed this piece and feel inspired to stay positive and focus on the good around me. You are a productive, motivated optimist and I appreciate you sharing your experiences with me! Thank you...

Wow! This composition definitely has the quality of being essential!

I am a strong believer in everything happens for a reason. I have been trying to read some of your other blogs today and could only open this one. And to my surprise, this was something I needed to hear/read. I have been beaten down by negative energy in the past two weeks that had me focusing on all of the negative aspects of my life. But when I woke up today, I just wanted to be happy. And that is the route I took today, regardless of everyone else's negative energy. I may be a little more mentally exhausted from redirecting bad aura's, but it is a much better feeling to change someone else's frame of mind by doing so. We all have to stop and actually hear- not listen- to our own and each others' thoughts. I will take your thought and pass it on. Thank you

The One

Current mood:Remembering
Category: Writing and Poetry


I was thinking about the ones I let go. Wondering if I would ever find that one. If I missed her somewhere along the way. And here is the result of those thoughts. Just thoughts.



The One

How could I know
When all I knew
Was hoes
How do you suppose
I should propose
Do I tell her
I still smell her
Taste her
Touch her
And I feel closer
Than any other
What if I loved her
And I still love her
Why is it so hard
To find one
So bomb
Tight,
Wise
And smart
How did it start
And how do I begin
To say I'm scared
If she no longer cares
Its at her I stare
When I read
The bible
It's her
I see
When I dream
I dream of wives
Kids
And families
I wonder
If she
Remembers
How tender
She felt
I felt to her
Or if
The tears
I spilt
Meant
Anything to her
Did they
Does she fantasize
About future times
Bigger crimes
And truer lines
I miss her
I kissed her
And if I missed her
I'm miserable
Without
And within
I only pretend
To friends
To sin
That is
No other kiss
Do I wish
For my lips
But I miss
More
I used to
Lie
With
My girl
It wasn't sex
It was the best
Next to
Experience
I ever felt
How many girls
Can kiss me
Miss me
Make me
Miss her
Dress me
Lie with me
And lay with me
Love me
And make love to me
Run
Have fun
Still get things done
Be in the sun
And hold my gun
How many girls
Can be with me
How many
Just one
The one




That was beautiful!

This made me think about a poem you once wrote for me. I think I may still have it around here somewhere. I have a "Pop Warner" football card you gave me. I started to post it but I never got around to it.

Anyhow, know that you are a special soul and someone special is out there waiting for you to find her. Stay true to yourself and know that the future holds your ONE.

Leadership Prayer

Category: Writing and Poetry

So, I'm getting closer to my deadline for publishing a book. Unless I can find inspiration to write a bunch of essays this month, my first book will be poetry. This poem I wrote for a church class graduation. I have to share that I waited until the last minute (I do that from time to time). Really! I was on the plane from San Francisco the day of writing and on the way to the church and in the church. The congregation loved it. My family loved it. I want to test it out on you all.

I have to say I am coming across these poems as I write them on the computer. It's amazing that I find relevance in my life no matter what was going on when I wrote the poem. No matter how long ago I wrote the poem its still valid for me. And thank you friends for sharing with me. It moves me to create more.
No further ado. Here it is:


Leadership Prayer

This was so unplanned
I thought Id never understand
What made me raise my hand
What makes me that man
I mean, I knew there was an anointing on me
But I ain’t ready isn’t God still working on me
But the Lord works
And Jesus walks
Even when all I do is talk the talk
Even when I drop the ball
When what I give is not my all
Quick question yall
Am I ready?
Are yall ready for me?
To fulfill my destiny
To be what I was meant to be
I am, I think
I do believe
I will submit
Ill never quit
Using my gifts
My scholarship
My perseverance
For my spiritual uplift
Trust, I am worthy
Of all of this
So I say thank you Jesus
For bringing me here
For making things clear
For showing me the plan
For taking my hand
And pointing me in the right directions
For answering all my questions
I know my part in Gods plan
Now I’m prepared to make my stand
Because its the spirit that makes me the man
So Ill use all I have
To do all I can
For my God
For my family
For my fellow man
This I say
This I pray
For ever and ever
Amen