Crisis (poem)

CrisisBy Kimberly A. Brock Copyright© 2009
I’m writing this to tell you I care about you.
I write as a warning life is but a whisper as soon as it’s over it can’t be reversed.
The choice you make now can determine an early meeting with a hearse.
Since birth, we are born into wrong doing.
Deceived its right confuses winning with loosing.
I write to tell you your life is in danger.
I tried to help but you defended your deception in anger.
There’s no way to make a wrong thing right. Continue?
You’re Hope/Future is out of sight.
It gets worse from here unless you want to make a choice.
You’re too stubborn to listen sometimes; deception is in your own voice.
You say you’re Gods child.
His ways are stable, not wild.
His purpose is able not reluctant like a child.
His truth is valuable not foul.It only get’s worse from here, no matter what excuse you make. People loose their house over this and jobs then, they start to take from other people to get that Alcoholic break.
Maybe I care too much.
Maybe I’m out of line but, if I’m right look me up I’ll be doing better. Progress takes time.If you don’t stop you’re going to die, you know about my dad.
The sadness in my voice when I recollect the past.
You don’t know the anger inside at the way he treated his life.
Tell me you’re alright.
Tell me you have control.
Tell me you can stop because this thing soon gets old.
Nobody likes to be around drunks.
That’s why they wonder the streets.
I’m afraid if I stay you’ll start hitting & beating me like the man that hit his girlfriend.
You lived with them, remember?Is that you? Will that be your pride? You were wrong yet in your explanation you tried to hide your own misery.
I’ve been through this and been drunk stupid and embarrassed myself.
I can’t believe you don’t think how you acted should be put on a shelf and left to collect dust.
I can write until this pen gets rusty and useless.
Think for once where you are headed.
The road to success is in the other direction.
I pray to God He will bring you to an intersection and shows you a route.
With all the insurmountable mistakes life is death with out Him.

Forgiveness (poem)

Strapped between two edged seats. ~
Sin & Unforgiveness; the two ends meet &~
greet ~you with a hug~, and part with a tug, pulling you apart with its tug. ~
Pulling your mind apart with a grudge. ~
If that’s not enough~, relationships become shattered dreams~
& goals, distant memories. ~
Focusing on your enemies and all your energies
on avenging. God says “Vengeance is mine.”
Walking side-by-side with sin. ~
Unleashing your wrath upon unsuspecting men. ~
Turning your back to the possibility of close friends~,
forfeiting prospects of success. ~
Are you looser to this unforgiveness fixation? Yes~
God’s train of thought: Give & it shall be given to you,
pressed down, shaken together and running over shall men give unto a benevolent heart~
Without forgiveness, love can’t even get start-ed~
Sin by revelation is Love departed, ~
& replaced with inordinate affection mixed with unreasonable obsessions, ~
seasoned with jealousy and pride~,
covered in “hide-go-seek” insecurities.
How long shall we go on living this psychotic life-style? ~
Meanwhile~, the offender has vanished from the situation & and left you holding the bag~
Too much to handle? Give it to the Lord. Be diligent. He can carry much more than ½ ~ His healing requires 1 x 1 of Him and Us. ~
We love Him because He first loved us. That’s beginning of trust ~on the road to a hope & future.

Thought Process (Poem)

"The fining pot is for silver, and the furnace for gold: but the LORD trieth the hearts..." of all men on this earth.
So, if man from birth was born into sin & the heart is tried through matters un-repentant...What is your end?
An evil–doer giveth heed to wicked lips; and a liar giveth ear to a mischievous tongue man's heart is filled with issues.
Speak them not. You are what you eat and speak into the Atmosphere.
If God be for me in Love, His light so shineth when darkness appears.
His Mercy so shines as I'm facing my worst moment & His purpose so shines as life looks like, mission impossible.
Unsuccessful for me is a nightmare and inspriation is a mountain. I'm starting at the base.
Thinking ahead into failure stares me in the face.
"Be not therefore anxious for the morrow: for the morrow will be anxious for itself...."
Real fortune is knowing God & knowing yourself.
For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil to give you an expected end
Power in thought the wrong way can toss you to and fro in deceptions turbulent wind.
Seek wisdom as silver and gold. Life is obtained there.
"Thought and character are one, character can only manifest and discover itself through circumstance..."
When trials come, rise to the occasion and speak thou therefore what God has said...
"Be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed:
for the LORD thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest"
Life and death is manifest in what we speak
Misery and suffering Lord come quickly
Our world cant be changed sin has delivered us out of the range. Can't you restore you're ways and establish praise on this earth?
Has sin so much increased more people are marked for death than re-birth?
Greed has seered mens conscience so much so they rob the poor and lowly?
Government officials take pride in their theft...Have mercy on you're people God & help our unbelief
Forgive my anger, I'm trying to find my way. Forgive my mistakes day to day is a battle to stay sane
Forgive my unbelief I feel like I don't know who I am sometimes.
Forgive my rants I speak out of line...it's just that...
The tree in the garden was like the Kryptonite of mankind and Man contaminated generations.
Why is our suffering from the decisions unknown to us...it's hard to trust you life is supposed to be more abundantly
mysterious ways make you unknown to me because I don't believe in blind faith neither do I live the Christian fantasy
like nothing is going on
distracted by religious concepts when the world is going wrong.

Stand , Mighty Man (Poem)

Stand, Mighty Man, your future is at hand
Stand, Mighty Man, in Gods image you have been created to grace His land
Stand, Mighty Man, life is hard and Gods plans are greater than you can dream
Stand, Mighty Man, the world is at your feet
No weight is so heavy as it is for a man to be accomplished
Indulgence in emptiness forfeits a childhood wish
And dreams die, God tries to resurrect the loss
Living then dying sometimes is only what life seems to be
The past haunts us men and women
What we might have become if we would have pursued....
this or that dream?
This or that man/women? This or that career?
That past is usually forgotten and thrown in the sea
What do we think of the things we had opportunities to do
and let doubt reclaim it's place in our minds
The power of a Mighty Man is in his hands and in his mind
Men lead the free world and are the most creative of our time
Where do you fit among the crowd Mighty Man
Stand, your among them.
Bad things occur and the world moves on...
a learning curb is born in experience and groomed in hope
of a better tomorrow matured in endurance and finally...
making your way to the adventure meant for you
Stand Mighty Man, God makes a way
Stand Mighty Man, He is a father and hopeful for you


for every dad, brother, son, uncle, cousin