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My Sista’


Sisters Silhouette

My Sista’ tell me the truth black and proud

say it, you say it loud

Mountain high valley low

yell yell no mo’

black and beautiful Sista’ indeed walking tall for her soul is freed

freed from whatever

unique in her own way she’s freed to this very day

day of calm, peace and serene

take a glimpse at her carrying grace written all over her face

because she found it to be true not fearing at all

My Sista’  my Sista’ tell me the truth

the crowd is watching you as you take the stage in this thing called life

you’d better not mess up because some are filled with strife

the strife of jealousy your fortune your fame

and they will yell yell yo’ name as loud as they can

So Sista’ My Sista’ I wish you well

hold your head up high

don’t take no wooden nickels

and don’t be fooled by no slickster

keep doing what you’re doing and know that I’ll be with ya’

till the very end, I’m your Sister in Christ

who could ask for much better

He’s covering us both

He’s true to his letter



Holy Matrimony


With twedding ringshis ring I thee wed

Said to you, Said to me

The two of us taken in Holy Martimony

Face to face

Before God we vow, the Preacher, you and me

Symbolizing the Trinity

As we prepare to share the rest of our lives together; we trust our Father who looks down from Heaven, not knowing what tomorrow holds

It is faith that brought us

Grace that saved us

Watch as our story unfolds

Unfolding the love we share; no mimick, no game

Adam then Eve, woman became

In the image of his Father man stood tall ready for his bride to be; the two taken in Holy Matrimony

Led by the marvelous Light, we take this journey together

Till death do us part, we are bound forever

I love you, You love me, Now part of each other’s destiny

A new walk we walk; New talk we talk; new dreams we share

New challenges we face; New love we birth so sweet; Time to shed those dirty sheets

Kiss the bride; Kiss the groom; No sorrow, now gloom

God by our side, His manna fills our heart

Quenched by His blood

A new life blessed with a new start


Eyes Looking At Me


what is it you see when your eyes are looking at me
so bleak so cold so outrageously bold
the look on my face the gleam in my eye
the curve of my hips the dip of my thigh
the stride in my strut the round of my butt
the sway in my back the turn of my head
the brown of my skin the bone of my cheek
the dimple in my jaw my face has no flaw
the silk of my hair the crown of my head
the plump of my lips the juice from my grip

what is it you see when your eyes are looking at me

someone that can’t be touched by the mere thought ’cause the sane of my mind the tenacity i claim
the strength of my heart who am i to blame

the seed that i’m from the root of my being the chemistry that flowed in the womb my life did begin

my face my faith my brain my smarts
my wit my strain my struggle my joy
my sorrow my hope my tomorrow can’t cope
my Father and me me and my Father

now tell me what is it you see when your eyes are looking at me


My Destiny


who are you to say you wish you could give me more

it’s not up to you you see to try and take control of my destiny

all that I am

all that I wish to be

you say you love me, I’m the best thing that ever happened to you

baby, I love you too

but, it’s not up to you you see to try and take control of my destiny

the way  I walk

the way I talk

the things I do

the things I say

you didn’t create me you didn’t make me

you see you really can’t control my destiny

in the likeness of my Father

through the womb of my mother

looks like my sister

don’t have any brothers

all that I am

all that I wish to be

more like my Daddy

the Spiritual one He created me

bone of his bone, flesh of his flesh, the seed of Abraham, the Daughter of Sarah

birthed with divine purpose, established by His Word

saved by His Grace, washed in His Blood

comforted by His Touch, rocked by His Love

all that I am

all that I wish to be

a gift to you

now see

written in the Master’s Plan

Thumbprint of what He has for me





The word beauty can be misleading, however beautiful it may be

Beauty must first begin on the inside

The depth of your soul must exemplify beauty

Beauty must be written on your heart, cohearsed within your thoughts

Beauty must not be arrogance nor boasting but inviting and contagious

Beauty should be felt in your spirit, heard in your voice and shimmering all over your face


Amazing Grace


Amazing Grace

Amazing Grace

There’s something to be said about picking yourself up and either starting over or just staying in the race

It’s rather amazing ’cause the decision to do either ain’t easy
Life sets in, days are long and nights are short

But thank God for his Amazing Grace that whispers in your ear
to keep on keeping on to see what the end gone be

Pressing Thru . . . Joshua


Pressing thru not so popular opinions
Odd, mediocrity and adamant disbelief
A dream I am pressing thru Joshua
Conceived by hope consummated by love

When I was yet unburn a struggle in the valley
Pain and despair plagued my family
A dream I am pressing thru Joshua
Totally committed to fulfillng a promise

A promise created in the valley of perilous times
For without the valley there could be no mountain
For without the mountain there could be no me
Pressing thru Joshua
Relieving the pain and despair that plagued my family

Brought forth in full bloom the season is nigh
Kissed by an angel a new love bye and bye
Released by my Lord, my God, in heaven proclaimed
A dream I am
Joshua is my name

A rod in my hand, splitting my red sea
Opening mine eyes a glorious majesty
Sounding my trumphet ringing my bell
A marvelous sight
Now this you can tell

For I am His workmanship
Created in Christ Jesus for good works
Which God prepared beforehand
That I should walk in them (Ephesians 2:10)

Pressed thru
Joshua I am

In dedication to my God-Son Joshua who has endured a lot from conception, delivery and existence. Nanna Reba love you!