No man outruns the choices he makes
But learns from the chances he takes
I am much wiser today
Learning to let God lead the way
There’s no comparison to my love…
Love for my soul dove
It’s not only my heart’s desire
And for her I pushed my limits even higher
It’s the will to love the same
Enduring all the pain
Love is a selfless thing
A patient man becomes King
What’s in the past doesn’t matter
Who I am I define despite what happened in the latter
Experiencing confusion and internal fights
Learning to stay firm and true to what is right
In finding my weaknesses; I found my strengths
I now know my limits due to how far I went
Holding on to the values in me
Because changing life begins with changing how I see
- Patrick Morris
My Ride or Die
When I look at how we begun, the laughter and love we shared
I smile at all the experiences we have shared, for better or for worse
We dared to dream of a future together
And I promised this was forever
I can recall that fateful mistake, the moment I fell from your grace
But my ride or die you were there standing faithfully by my side
I do know one thing for sure: I still love you
Now more than I did than
But we will get through this
My commitment to you renewed
I will not give up on us
You are still my ride or die
Forever, my world, my life
- By RH
The Love of a Hebrew maiden
I took her to the rebels near the bank of the Euphrates River.
She was a fearless and heroic Hebrew maiden,
The daughter of a chieftain of the twelve tribes of Israel,
A slave in a strange land full of sorcery and idolatry,
And the prettiest woman among the captives in Babylon.
A Jewess in ragged clothes conspired against the oppressors.
The fetters of the heathens could not break her.
Her name was Gavriella, which means “God is my strength.”
She had borne more pain than any woman has ever felt,
But her unflinching faith in Jehovah kept her alive.
I was a valorous liberator and she fell in love with me,
And so I gave her my word that I would help her to escape.
I knew that I would be executed if they captured me,
But I was ready to risk my life for the love of a Hebrew maiden.
The heavy chains of bondage did not affect her charm.
I touched the wounds that she had received from the torture;
And the scars from her chastisement grieved my heart.
Suffering and homesickness strengthened her determination,
And the hope of freedom was evident in her smile.
She reckoned that someday she would break away
And return to her homeland and be a free woman again.
Even though she was young, she had no fear of death.
I looked at her for a while with uncertainty,
And then she reassured me with the kiss of bravery.
She fought courageously at my side for liberty;
It was a fight that we were confident we could win.
We sang songs of Zion the night we left Babylon,
And the Hebrew maiden and I walked hand in hand in the dark.
- Marlon Pitter
not necessarily of one race
or the other
but winning the perceived at this time
will always think they have won
but time is the ultimate master
the power of one over the other
in the possession of whatever is considered supreme
land, wealth, gold
but let them take it all to the grave
it could be important to realize
that this is no fairy tale world
but there are actually wizards and wicked witches
wolves are in the forest
at all levels
whether against gender
"mix up and blenda"
do not sit at my table to eat
sit in my house
who wants to?
assert your right not to absorb their services
don't purchase their "goods" of any kind
just get your own plane
hotel, place of worship
do not pay
your oppressor for your continued discomfort
- Helen-Ann Elizabeth Wilkinson