Throwback Thursday Poetry Time: Current Situation

I wrote this poem years ago and released it in my 2015 book, Wearing Someone Else’s Shoes Ain’t Never Been Me.

As I read it now, I realize life often seems to go in circles, and the world is so broken. I am grateful, though, that I have an anchor of hope and a Comforter within who reminds me of His love and care and that He will always be there.

These may have been things occurring some years ago, but they, and much more, are still going on today. I wrote this when I was looking at a broken world. Years later, I realize I am not exempt from that brokenness either. I have experienced my own struggles, imperfections, disappointments, and moments of fear. But through it all, God has continued to be my anchor.

Without further ado, here is one of my older poems that still seems to be the current situation.

Current Situation

Sink holes all over our land

But it’s not the only thing falling apart or sinking in

As our country gets farther from God

And more comfortable with sin

City officials on trial for scandals and deceit

Suicide is on the rise because of inner despair and defeat

Black men are being killed out of fear and hate,

Leaving families behind

Our children walking around with violence On their minds

Negative hustles are growing destructively strong

Begging is tough

And even our little girls are tremendously rough

For the poor, resources are scarce

But for the rich, they are not

Our nation is experiencing moral decay

And the core of family has begun to increasingly rot

College tuition increasing

And right along with debt

Sanity decreasing Right along with soul’ identity theft

The devil doesn’t just want to steal your mind

he hopes to put your soul in a bind

Living within the realms of the city

Cost too much too

Old ways, old things, old habits,

We need something new

Spiritual battles, internal wars

Aids cases rise as he/she scores

Emotions are cold

The wicked are bold

The hurt hurts

The confuse confuses

The dead walks

The gossiper talks

Oil prices rise

Then fall

The cost of bread is increasing

Hunger won’t stall

Politicians cheat and lie

Keepin’ up with the Joneses has gone wild

As we scram to get someone else’s life and style

That we cannot buy

We can’t even afford to die

Babies are being abused

Women coming up missing

Young children are being targeted with perversion and used

Children growing up fast

Childhoods don’t last

Life was hard

And is much harder now

For those who think they don’t have anything to lose

They throw in the towels

Nothing new on the news

It’s the same corruption, murder, and crime

Horror and fake stuff on TV helps to desensitize us

And it’s all about me and mines

Liars and disloyalty help us to distrust

It seems like this nation is on a collision course to hell

But the Kingdom of God will prevail

We, siblings of Christ, are the salt of the earth

And the light of the world

Have we been walking in God’s authority, His word

To push back darkness in the lives of every man, woman, boy and girl?

Have we erected altars of prayer to God

And welcomed His presence over and in our land?

Have we straddled the fence or are we taking a stand?

Have we emerged in selfishness, sugar coating, and pride?

Have we impacted the nations or are we still asleep?

Selah

The Sea Is About To Open Up

Don’t let this season or the enemy’s forces cause you to shrink or go back.

A crushing season and a future that looks impossible can make you want to go back to Egypt. But keep moving forward, trusting in the Lord. His love and promises will prevail, because His love is unfailing and His Word cannot return to Him void.

Hold on to God a little tighter. Keep it real with God. Bring Him all the contents of your heart. He can handle it. And gather His Word concerning every circumstance. And sometimes faith requires us to be still, yet sometimes faith requires us to move. May we have the discernment to know the difference and the courage to act accordingly.

I’m looking forward to your testimonies and mine, even within these last four months of this year.

Keep going. Keep believing. Don’t go back. 💜🙏🏾

Throwback Thursday Poetry Time: Two F’s (Temporarily Without Funds)

Ever faced hard times financially? I had then and am even now. Today’s throwback is an older poem of mine called “Two F’s.”

As I read it now, I realize how much hard seasons can teach us.

Life happens. Unexpected expenses happen. We make financial mistakes. Sometimes we find ourselves trying to stretch what we have farther than it can go.

But I’m learning that financial struggles aren’t just an opportunity to learn how to manage money better. They can also teach us about trust, stewardship, contentment, discipline, and our dependence on God.

I’m learning to have a healthier relationship with money while also learning to trust God to provide.

And one thing I’m reminding myself of is this: being in a financially difficult season doesn’t mean God has forgotten you.

Sometimes the lesson isn’t simply about getting more money. Sometimes it’s about learning how to handle what we have, making wiser choices, and trusting God through the process.

So today, I’m taking a look back at something I wrote years ago and realizing that some lessons are still being learned.

I know this year has been rough for many of us. Hold on and please don’t give up.

Have you, or are you currently going through, a difficult financial season? What has it taught you?

Here’s “Two F’s.” 📖✍🏾

I received my report card and I got two F’s

But I didn’t fail a class

I failed financially and being without money Is kicking me in my rear end bad

I have a pot to piss in

But have no clue

As to how to pay all these bills when due

Why do I have to make life decisions when it comes to money?

Get gas or buy medicine

Eat a meal or pay a bill

Man should I take the hard work of another

Or put on a mask and go skipping through the bank’s steel

Make fast money fast or just give up

Why must my soul put up a fight, when I know what’s right?

I stretch my check till it can’t stretch no more

I can’t count on my bank account

And if my pockets were muscles, they’d feel soar

The love of money is the root of all evil

This I know I don’t love money, but I need it

I need it to survive

Shoot I can’t even pay my tithes

I budget well or so I think

I was tithing faithfully and I gave to others even when it was my last

So where did I go wrong

To experience tough times this bad

My mortgage due, my light bill too,

Water bill, credit card bill, student loans,

Shall I go on

My babies need food

My car needs gas

I got one dollar and no emergency stash

Disappointed and stressed

Trying not to worry

But it’s frustrating when the frequent response is decline

And the word of the day is less

I pray and I pray

And I even have a job

but don’t have much to pay Uncle Sam or pay back Uncle Bob

I have dreams

I have goals

But if I don’t have money or notoriety

To the world

they are just ideas and no’s

I am so consistently broke

That my tears need raincoats

I den cried till I can’t anymore

Once ignored calls to bill collectors are promises unsecured

Not knowing if I can back a payment for sure

Being broke isn’t fun

But I guaranteed it is someone whose finances are registered on E

And going thru worse than me

Dying because they have nothing at all to eat

Nor options or resources

So why should I complain?

I thank the Lord for getting me through

And for realizing the truth

The truth is I don’t trust Him

like I should

The truth is He made a way before, so why not now

The truth is I fed all my worthless idols with luxury and my time

They got all my plenty and took every last dime

The truth is I gave without seeking God’s wisdom

And instead I let Jealousy, Buy-A-Friend, Keep-up-with-the Jones and Slothful deplete my resources

And take the spoon out of my child’s mouth

The truth is I put all my faith in my job and other worldly sources

My job gives me allowance to keep me coming back

But my Lord gives me more than money and His Word does a better job of keeping me on track

The truth is I don’t tithe because I am afraid that if I trust the Lord

With what He gave me, He won’t give it back

The truth is I forget He knows what I need before I even ask

And though tests will come I will survive

Because my Lord is alive

And His bank account is greater than all the banks and gold in the world

So I am learning not to utter I am broke

Because words are powerful

My Lord has plenty

And I don’t have to live on Decline

Because the Lord didn’t bring me this far

To leave me behind

I will reach Prosperity Lane

Instead of always living check to check and pockets drained

I will continue to pray my Two F’s away

And ask for clarity

On how to get a B For budget,

C for cash And A for Accepted and Never Denied

I will pay all my debts and owe no man nothing except love

I will learn to obey God and trust Him to provide

I will depend on Him and do more than just get by…

A Prayer to Breathe | Trusting God for Miracles & Breakthroughs 🌸

Leaving this prayer here for those who are also experiencing one of those heavy seasons.

May we remember God will never leave us nor forsake us. Please pray this prayer and may you be encouraged. God sees our tears and hears our cries.

If you’re believing God for a miracle or breakthrough, comment “AMEN”. 🙏🏾❤️ And if you feel comfortable, share what you’re trusting God for so we can agree with you in prayer.

What would your ’90s sitcom be called?

Happy Fun Friday!!!!!

What would your ’90s sitcom be called? And what would it be about?

Mine would be about:

She is introverted. Sarcastic. Yet kind and will give you the shirt off her back. Just don’t come back tomorrow asking for another one. 😂😂

That’s My Neighbor!


Used Gemini 90’s sitcom template to create this. And YouTube to turn it into a video.

Throwback Thursday Poetry Time: Setting The Captive Free Poem

So, I think I am going to start a new series titled Throwback Thursday Poetry Time showcasing my older poetry. Come alongside me as I reintroduce my older poems and muse over my writing throughout the years. Let’s take a little trip through the archives. ✍🏾📖

Today’s poem comes from my first published book and is its namesake.

This poem was written during a season where I was learning to build my confidence as a writer, my voice as a person, and share with others a gift I thought was only for me.

Writing throughout the years became a place where I could explore emotion, imagination, healing, faith, and creativity. I began to understand that poetry isn’t simply something I write. It is an art form and a gift—one of the ways I can share what God has placed within me with others.

And when I wrote this poem, I believe I wanted to convey that expression and creative writing has allowed me to not only express myself and explore emotions and ideas, but also take the things I was afraid to say aloud and give them words through writing, especially poetry. It carries a freedom to do so also. I wanted to give myself permission to release the words of creativity, lessons, encouragement, wisdom and stories. That is a captive being set free.

Setting The Captive Free

Poem

I am giving you permission to be free.

I’m giving you permission to take words

And use them as you please.

You have known my pain,

Shown me revelations

And soaked me in lyrical rain.

You have taught me lessons,

Supplied me with healing over several years’ time

In word play, metaphors and rhymes.

No more restraints and tight grips

Poetry, escape and manifest this gift

I am giving you permission to soar.

I’m giving you permission to create

A sense of being from words readers can’t ignore.

No more restraints and tight grips

Poetry, escape and manifest this gift

You are to please and not to please.

You are to tell the truth.

You are to stretch the truth in imagination.

You are for consistent examination.

You are to say what my mouth cannot….

Message From My Future Self

If your future self could send you one sentence, what do you hope it would say?

“You’ll get here, just hold on.”

To a place of surrender, peace, less stress, and more joy. Better direction. More writing. More books. Much more bravery and adventure.

A life of simplicity, fruitfulness, and purpose.

A life that is full.

God Will Provide

For those of us who needed the reminder during a time of uncertainty or while facing some kind of hardship:

God takes care of His.

Don’t doubt that your Heavenly Father has your back. He will supply all of your needs according to His riches in glory.

And that doesn’t mean hard times won’t come. It doesn’t mean we won’t experience uncertainty, lack, disappointment, or seasons where we don’t understand what God is doing.

It means we are not alone in those seasons.

God is there in the midst of them, caring for us, sustaining us, providing for us, and giving us what we need to keep going.

Psalm 37:25 reminds us that God’s faithfulness is not based on whether life is easy. David was speaking from a lifetime of experience. He had seen hardship, but he had also seen God’s faithfulness.

So if you’re in a difficult season today, don’t mistake the hardship for God’s absence.
God takes care of His.

I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging for bread. –Psalm 37:25