Blessing Through Writing...

Enjoy life. Smile. And, yours will shine bright.

This is our sublime light. Better yet, our divine right.

I hang around with the kids, but I’m an old man.

I speak like Common Sense when I got the mic in my hand.

I really don’t have anything special to say

Except I love you all and that’s the reason I write away.

That’s why I script these lines. That’s what God commanded.

To be seen without a pen, is me caught red handed.

I’d be in the wrong. Imprisoned is without a song.

Because even if I were imprisoned I could still get along

As long, as I could sit, write, and think,

Using the organ behind the organs that are used to blink.

I still don’t understand God’s mysterious ways.

He gives me rhymes as the signs that I’m giving Him praise.

I could be sitting here now dejected off life.

Then I start to write or type and everything’s alright.

And, I used to be concerned about the eloquence of rhymes.

Like I had to write it perfect if I wanted to touch minds.

But, I need God to touch mine, and if it reaches others,

That’s an added blessing – no complaints for this brother.

I have no doubt when I write these simple words.

They will bless others cuz I’m more blessed than I deserve.

So, ya’ll take that. I pray these words make facts

Of your life where you sit back and know God creates that.

God bless.

*Shout out to Tyrus for the inspiration from the Common quote "I guess my man's death, was my resurrection/ 'cause now I hear him sayin' from heaven/ WAKE UP!!!"