I JAH Man Levi: Are We A Warrior

Completely grateful to have found this song during this time in my life

Food for my Soul….

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A Prayer For The Betrayed

Though you have been betrayed

Be not dismayed 

For the price of your loving heart

A hefty debt will be paid 

I know you are saying off with their heads

That the accused should be lying dead

From selfishness they have made their bed…

You may be struggling to sleep

Your thoughts are on repeat

Wonder causes you to weep

Rage tosses you in the sheets

A taste of revenge sounds sweet

Be not dismayed

For the price of your loving heart

A hefty debt will be paid

Dear Beloved, you will heal

Distract yourself with elements that can melt the still

I know it’s hard to realize the good in what has happened here

It is a cleansing

Ridding the darkness from within your sphere

Even though you are feeling betrayed

Be not dismayed

A sacrifice has been made

For your loving heart is too valuable to exist within darkness’s shade

Amen

 

 

Are We A Warrior

Are We A Warrior

I dedicate this love to those who have lost someone

I dedicate this love to those who have been mistreated

I dedicate this love to those who are sick

I dedicate this love to soldiers of war

I dedicate this love to those who have been betrayed

I dedicate this love to those who have been overlooked

I dedicate this love to those who are trapped

I dedicate this love to those who are lost

I dedicate this love to those who feel like giving up

I dedicate this love to those who are lonely

I dedicate this love to those who are on the path

I dedicate this love to those who sacrifice

I dedicate this love to you, to me, and to the Warriors all over the World

ARE WE A WARRIOR

inspired by Ijahman Levy

Suicide King

Your penis is your most honored possession 

You talked about him constantly 

As if you were making confession

He taught me a valuable lesson…

You had no control over him

You allowed him to lure you in darkness’s grim

You could’ve asked for help but you didn’t 

You wanted to serve your master well

The Suicide King (your penis)

He has you completely 

Your Deadly Spell

 

 

Boxed Heart

Love wouldnt love me back

I guess it wasn’t meant for me here

It was the thing that I thought could heal all wounds

I made sure that it came first among all others

I was never enough to bask in it…it never accepted me

It placed  filth, dishonor, death, and disease on a peddle stool

It laughed at my tears 

This heart has been nothing but trouble for me

It doesn’t deserve to be free

In a box is where it shall plea

 

 

The Color Of Life

 As a child, I was allowed the opportunity to reside in the woods, swim in creeks, race the wind on skates, build homemade doll houses out of dresser drawers, explore creepy tunnels, become an expert mud pie chef, play with buttercups and dandelions, run barefoot through jungles, and make a family of friends.  I was always an adventure waiting to happen.  I now know that the color of my life was during those times.  

I was free from the influences of the world.  I was free from fear.  I was free from prejudices.  I was free from depression.  I was free from anxiety.  I was free from hardship.  I was free from disappointment.  I was free from desire.  I was free from just about everything.

It’s worth mentioning because today I am hostage to all of the above.  It’s as if I have created a place where there are no windows or light.  Or maybe like losing my vision and regaining it with someone else’s eyes.

Life is filled and fulfilled by many colors.  Nature shows us this.  Some are vibrant and bright.  Some are dark or bold.  Some are soft and subtle.  They’re there and they’re alive.  I forgot how to look at them or look for them.  

Theres a Rainbow in the sky…

Do you wonder why…