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We DId Not Trust Our Eyes

We shall be convicted of the things we said with our eyes

Before we knew what it meant to speak.

Insidious things, that lingered in silence

Over muted voices,

Their presence tangible.

They slither in procession

They wink without taking possession

They are everything and nothing of the mold, 

Just an impression,

No objective.

My eyes, once widened 

Are now selective.

We will find that time doesn't wait,

Nor does it take

Into account your agenda

What we make memories of will

Fall into the infinite memoranda 

Dossiers of truth

Designed to uproot eyes

So we can understand why we must close them.

We will be particle analogies, small scale symptomatic 

Glimpses into our past, present, and future 

Based on the way we look, 

Based on what we look through

Based on what our mind tells us we see

And what we are blind enough to believe.

When we close our eyes, we will see right

Reaching out with hands and heart to inspire life 

To feel, like there's nothing that separates us from 

What's right in front of us.

We will fall back only when we find the arms of truth,

We'll find we no long need visual proof,

No longer will we be passing glances 

With those we have no chance with.

But I suppose it comes with a bruise 

With the hunger, and the cry

I should hope to one day say

We will not trust our eyes.

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Pollution

something about you polluted me

I wasn't supposed to be easily won

and you were easily one

of the most out of reach.

I'm supposed to be strong

enough to realize it

failed before it even started,

why was I startled?

my eyes, to this day

wonder just a little whenever you are mentioned

there's still

tension in the air

as if somehow

the residue of my emotions for you

are still there.

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God of This City

Great is the Lord and greatly to be praised In the city of He who is the ancient of days! His holy mountain, beautiful in evelation Is the joy of all the earth And the peace of generations We call ourselves a people of God A Body of Christ We live sanctified, waiting to be glorified in eternal life He calls us beloved, shed His blood that we may Dwell in the city of the almighty Yahweh He saw us from afar and sought us out Even when out devotion was less than devout The Lord is still steadfast, and full of compassion He seeks us with a jealous love, everlasting Great is the Lord and greatly to be praised In the city of He who is the ancient of days! He who took us when we were Gentiles in the flesh Anlienated from his people and worthy of death But now in Christ Jesus, we have been brought near We are no longer strangers, but citizens We are no longer enemies but He calls us friends We are children of God without blemish Though we dwell in a world of depravity Poverty and famine But in the midst of a crooked generation We walk in the light of the Lord In Christ we are a nation A nation that will not back down  From the challenges this world presents Rather we will earn our crowns And speak out in our Lord's defense We are the light of the Lord And the God of this city Didn't put us on this earth  So we can sit around and look pretty; No, we are the church that illuminates  The darkness of sin in the lives of others A church that looks not to our own interests But to the interests of others Great is the Lord and greatly to be praised In the city of He who is the ancient of days! And for the people of God no eye has seen No ear has heard, and no mind can conceive What God is doing amongst those who believe The kings of other nations will come to their knees Astonished by the works of God they have seen And as we proclaim God to the East and the West The whole world will come to see his righteousness Great is the Lord and greatly to be praised,  Great is the Lord and greatly to be praised, Great is the Lord and greatly to be praised, In this city, in this city....and this city Shall be to Him a name of joy A praise and a glory before All nations of the earth who will hear Of the good that He does and will fear In this place that represents the heart of man Only God truly understands That without Him we are desolate In this city, in this place, in these streets A voice of gladness shall be heard again As the bride and her groom will sing for the Lord isn't ashamed to call us friends He will wipe away every tear from our eyes There will be no mourning, no pain or passing away For the former things have passed away He shall dwell in us, and we shall dwell in Him Because the dwelling place of God Is in the citizens The never forsaken people of New Jerusalem Great is the Lord and greatly to be praised In the city of He who is the ancient of days! He will never leave nor forsake Nor do us wrong Instead he will say "it is done" Forever  Forgiven But the one and only son Made perfect in his likeness The eternal work Begun A new heaven and a new earth For in the beginning were the things of old And he who is sitting on the throne Has the authority to say "Behold I am making all things anew" So do you believe His word is Trustworthy and true? So let us write it in our hearts As we await our heavenly home So let us write it in our souls As we await the risen son  Great is the Lord and greatly to be praised In the city of He who is the ancient of days! He who set us free from death and iniquity Has established Himself as God of this city.

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Psalm 37 Poem

Restlessly I am  Clinging to these things needlessly.  I want to trust in you to cling unto the rock  To delight in you And never stop  commiting to your way,  to never cease to be still in you And wait in peace  Still...I can easy to say these things and not believe Patiently, I wait or so I say  because I know deep down inside my heart is like a cave  holding my anxities inslaved Patiently, I wait but  Something holds unto my heart like a weight Outweighing my delight, my fear won't dissipate Am I destined to fail because I've stumbled before? I've had a reason to come humbly before you to come through and open the door But I need the wisdom to understand and be sure That you will. But its so hard to be still... When the meekness in me has yet to clasp unto  The inheritance you've promised those who delight In you because I'm so highly stressed I've yet to land Unto the platform of peace that waits in your hands... Be still...still taking the steps you've established in your will Until I'm blocked by the walls of testing But lead me in breaking every wall down And help me see the blessing In every trial,  Let my tongue speak your justice And my mouth utter your wisdom Let me be still with just this Assurance, knowing why you give them.  So that this fear, and this anxiety will disappear or subside So these stumbling blocks of mine will turn into the guides So I can trust in you and let you mold my delights So I can commit to your ways, knowing you'll act when its right So I can be still and wait until the results come to light I will patiently allow you to transform me And put my faith to the test Recognizing you are by my side not To lead me to my death, Knowing its necessary to face trials That transformed to my best That through it all, I will find myself  In the comfort of your rest

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Sunday's Best

I'm sitting in my Sunday's best Feeling the worst I've ever felt in a long time Realizing it means more to be Christian Than to praise him with empty, wordy diction Organized praise, like when I raise my hand According to the climax of the song  Or say I love him, when in my heart I know Everything I did was wrong If I can sit up straight and play the part Can I get away with this empty heart? Can I go to school, and be everybody's friend Can I play it cool, and deny him in the end? So I'm standing on a half truth Trying to sustain the appears of balance In the pain of being a Depressed youth.  Its a miracle to be alive not because I'm worthy but because Jesus died And I admit that I'm dirty Which can affect my faithfulness And I'm thankful But I don't always show gratefulness I'm pacing back and forth between The sins I said I left behind When I came to you, Lord I often find myself more susceptiable to sin when I'm bored And instead of picking up my bible Or retriving scripture with my mind I pick up my old ways and leave my new life behind I want to tell the world I'm your friend Without having the true intimacy  When I'm on my knees Leaving my heart before you  Bc sometimes it's easier to just pretend that I adore you To enter your presence in the public eye And stand you up in the secret place  to find a better place to hide Lord I wanna tell the world I'm not perfect  I'm sometimes  working on my issues in my pursuit of God Instead of pursing God to work on my issues I have a self-centered tendancy to get depressed And a little consumed with my thoughts,  I've rejected ur love so many times For the objects that I've bought With my own money And its funny, because I asked you once To destory anything that keeps me from you And my phone screen cracked shortly after Lord, you can have the new one too If it gets me to you faster... I make worship into a routine, I raise my hands Right at the climax of every song.... I've worshipped the same way for so long But it wasn't until now that I knew it was wrong Worship is a lifestyle, not an act you do  Only when the music is on  Because as soon as the music fades away I have to be the one to listen, understand and reflect you And I can't do that if I let my friends Distract me in church I can no longer pretend it doesn't hurt when I reject you We can come together and call ourselves Christians We share our testimonies here and do the great commission But when we leave the building Jesus comes along.... And he knows exactly what we do as soon as we're alone. We can't sustain ourselves on a half truth We can't date the church, we have to marry it our old relationship with sin, we have to bury it Pick up that blood-stained cross and carry it Its not going to be easy, quite the contrary it's Difficult.  But narrow is the gate that leads to Jesus Christ Narrow is the path we walk on in his light We can't let go to hold on to what pleases us If it still satifises that sinful disease in us We want to blame God for our problems  when we're playing with our beliefs Trying to avoid His knock at the door But we run to him for the  "Ask and you shall receive" And we make Jesus into a side project  We pick up on the weekends Or a trinket we keep on our keychain To show friends We treat the cross like its a tattoo Don't mean He's always the one we choose Over our worldly temptation.... Doesn't mean He's what we cling to  When we're hopelessly impatient.  This is an occasional backslider's revelation Its impossible to live in sin as a new creation So I decided to do what's possible to kill my flesh  Because the distruction of my spirit only leads to my death We want to accept Jesus into our hearts But we don't want him to change us We're afraid of the danger that'll he'll Rearrange us and make us walk in this world  Like strangers But its not about not looking like the world But its about looking more like Jesus Christ The secret isn't in how much good we do But in his spirit, there is life  I wanna live his truth in whole Not just in the parts that I like Confess that I'm sin-stricken before his church Doesn't matter how much my pride hurts I understand that worship is Displayed in what I do every day Not in my ability to sing Or in the way that I pray I want to be a living example of  His ability to transform, and yes I'm no longer going to think I'm clean Because I'm in my Sunday's best.

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Salvation and Exclusion

We live in a society of exclusion

Where one is defined by

What social group they are exclusive to.

The sinners hang with the sinners

And the phrasees with the pharisees

But this kind of attitude is does not please God

And is more of a heresy

But the righteous one, is defined by the son

Knows that Jesus emancipated

Him

Not to be seperated

From

those who need to hear the Gospel

Because

Salvation and exclusion is impossible

Its impossible to know the truth and not share it

To seek His grace and not declare it

To humble yourself and pick up merits

To be stripped of pride, and still wear it....

Yes, I am about to confess that I, too

Need to devastate the line

That seperates greeks and jews

Because even Christ knew

There is no difference under the New

Convenant his Father drew

To include me and you

In Christ there is no poor, no rich

No Jew or Greek

No discrimination based on the language you speak or

Your country of origin

Because as Far as He's concerned it all began

With Him

At one time you were darkness

But now you are light in the Lord

And as offsprings of the light

We discern wrong from right

(Eph 5:8-14)

Take no part in works of darkness

But do our job to expose them

share the truth about the one who died

But death couldn't hold him

We serve a God who let's it rain

On the just and the unjust

So we have to be sure that impartiality

In our faith is among us

We serve a God who understands the weaknesses of man and still loves Him

So when you see a poor man on the street

Never think you're above him

When you accept Christ

You are darkness made light

And recruiting others

Is the fruit of ur life

So by nature alone we must be kind and inviting

Because you never know where the Spirit

Circles a heart that's deciding

So let ur manner be worthy of Christ

Let the spirit take hold of ur life

We are responsible for what we say and do....

So let no impartiality live among you.

Remember....

The righteous one is defined by the son

Knows that Jesus emancipated him

not to be seperated from

Those who need to hear the gospel

Bc salvation and exclusion is impossible.