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    AIM HIGH

    Well I've served and I've held serve,

    spouted a philosophy of reasonable plausibility,

    it's true I never took the time to listen,

    because I was shouting, THIS IS THE ESSENTIAL ME!

    I've absused the forum and been in the centre of the Forum

    trembling as the lions strained at their restraints,

    I've crawled the way of the sinner,

    and walked the way of saints,

    never did I ask of you,

    to search through the rubble of my emotional debris,

    yes, I built me up, and blew me up,

    shouting, 5-4-3-2-THIS IS THE ESSENTIAL ME,

    I am the ONE who will take the ultimate responsiblity,

    I'd love to live, but surely I would die

    for the right to shout, FINALLY MY SOUL IS FREE

     

    WHEN YOU AIM,

    PLEASE AIM HIGH, I'VE ALREADY BEEN BELOW,

    AND HEAVEN KNOWS, THERE IS NO TRUE DIRECTION TO GO,

    BUT HEAVEN BOUND, FORGIVE ME NOW IF I STAND MY GROUND,

    AND CONTINUE TO EXPOUND, ON THE SOUND

    OF FREEDOM RINGING IN MY SENSITIVE EARS

     

    My family has said that I'm a dreamer,

    I know ultimately most dreams die in hopeless vain,

    so I separated myself, from their emotional health,

    so I could learn to live and survive with my  pain,

    they were too preoccupied to see my innocent eyes narrowed,

    and the marrow

    in my bones harden to withstand my frailties,

    now I stand and shout, without a doubt,

    THIS IS THE ESSENTIAL ME!

    Now I know this quill in my hand,

    can be used as both weapon and a balm,

    and yes, at times, I've cursed in the face of Jesus,

    and on my funeral pyre burned the Psalms,

    but only God can judge me,

    only His Spirit can nudge me,

    in a positive direction,

    I've survived without His protection,

    walked away from religion in a quest to discover my true spirituality,

    yes, it was my choice, to lose my voice,

    but I've regained enough strength, to walk the length

    of the valley,and shout,

    THIS IS THE ESSENTIAL ME!

    I ask not,and I want not,

    only concentrating on my needs,

    and no one who truly knows me

    can deny I've faced my own self-induced adversity,

    to stand proudly and proclaim,

    FINALLY MY SOUL IS FREE!

     

    WHEN YOU AIM,

    PLEASE AIM HIGH, I'VE ALREADY BEEN BELOW,

    AND HEAVEN  KNOWS, THERE IS NO TRUE DIRECTION TO GO,

    BUT HEAVEN BOUND, FORGIVE ME NOW IF I STAND MY GROUND,

    AND CONTINUE TO EXPOUND, ON THE SOUND,

    OF FREEDOM RINGING IN MY SENSITIVE EARS

     

    I know I've been a polarizing figure,

    only black and wihte, never grey,

    because I've never shied, or walked on by,

    when I felt I had something to say,

    I've stood at gunpoint and laughed,

    never allowing my fears to halt my paragraph,

    so much my biological family never knew,

    they were unaware of my quiet intensity,

    the skinny young man, without a plan,

    still defiantly shouting, THIS IS THE ESSENTIAL ME!

    Marriage wasn't an option,

    to me it was a need at that critical juncture,

    but very much like a water balloon, launched to the moon,

    without God's Protection, eventually all relationships will rupture,

    yet, every weekday morning when I wake up,

    and smile at the vision of my sleeping child,

    I know in my heart a good mother wouldn't for a minute leave her only daughter,

    with a man who fits into an evil profile,

    I admit my daughter is my true inspiration,

    when anyone dare utter that I'm being sanctimonious or phony,

    her whispering, " I love you Daddy",

    shouts clearly and unequivocally, THIS IS THE ESSENTIAL ME!

    so yes you can say I'm over confident,

    but between you and me, confindentially,

    I might not be climbing the stairway to Heaven,

    yet I can see the rungs in my periphery,

    for I can stand proudly and shout, without a doubt,

    write or wrong, FINALLY MY SOUL IS FREE!

     

    SO WHEN YOU AIM,

    PLEASE AIM HIGH, BECAUSE I'VE BEEN BELOW,

    AND HEAVEN KNOWS, THERE IS NO DIRECTION TO GO,

    BUT HEAVEN BOUND, FORGIVE ME NOW IF I STAND MY GROUND,

    AND CONTINUE TO EXPOUND, ON THE SOUND,

    OF FREEDOM RINGING IN MY EARS

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    • 14 December 2011
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