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Copyright 2016 By: Mr. Marion Obafemi He' s a momma, he's a daddy He'll come get you, in the alley He's a doctor, when in need Don't need dope, don't need weed He's a comfort, he's a friend He'll be with you, thick and thin. He'll be your everything "GOD WILL BE YOUR EVERYTHING" In the middle, of the night Call His name, He'll make it right Got a load, on your back He'll help you carry it, and cut you some slack When your enemies, treat you cruel He'll make them, your footstool. He'll be your...
Copyright 2012 By: Marion Obafemi, "THE PO' FOLK'S POET" It was 5:45, when I opened my eyes, and the first thing that I hear Was the melodic songs, of birds sounding the alarm, proclaiming that dawn was near. Their song was so clear, that it tickled my ear, and caused my heart to smile They said open your mind and surely you will find, strength to go the next mile. One bird said, "Each day I am fed, and I store no food in a barn I don't plant no crops, ain't punching no clock, but I have...
Copyright December 1, 2018 9:30 AM Written by: Mr. Marion Obafemi and inspired by God Lord, I thank you for my joy and peace of mind I thank you for deliverance time after time Lord, I thank you for drying my tears the nights I cried I'm thankful that you spared me when I should have died. Lord, I thank you for your mercy when my faith is gone I thank you for your grace that keeps me strong Lord, I thank you for forgiveness when I do wrong I'm thankful that you hear me when I weep and moan....
Copyright December 1, 2018 9:30 AM Written by: Mr. Marion Obafemi and inspired by God Lord, I thank you for my joy and peace of mind I thank you for deliverance time after time Lord, I thank you for drying my tears the nights I cried I'm thankful that you spared me when I should have died. Lord, I thank you for your mercy when my faith is gone I thank you for your grace that keeps me strong Lord, I thank you for forgiveness when I do wrong I'm thankful that you hear me when I weep and moan....
Like many of you, when I am in trouble, I call upon the Lord. And, it was during a time of crisis in my life that He inspired me with this "joint" that I wanted to "pass" on to y'all. It is my prayer that we are reminded that God should not be used as an ATM machine that we run to ONLY when we are in a crisis or in need of a blessing. When we reflect upon what He has already done and continues to do in our lives, we will usually find the answers we are seeking to solve our present situation....
COPYRIGHT 2017 The sperm and the egg, came together to beg, God not to let their paths meet They didn't want the journey to begin, in this world filled with sin, and shaped in iniquity... Where up is down and down is up And, those who are full, never get enough.. Where right is wrong, and wrong is right Where those who are strong, misuse their might... Where women and men, are all messed up, and refuse to play their role Where they smile, and they grin, and get all dressed up, but are wearing each others clothes... Where your daughter or son,...
COPYRIGHT 2017 The sperm and the egg, came together to beg, God not to let their paths meet They didn't want the journey to begin, in this world filled with sin, and shaped in iniquity... Where up is down and down is up And, those who are full, never get enough.. Where right is wrong, and wrong is right Where those who are strong, misuse their might... Where women and men, are all messed up, and refuse to play their role Where they smile, and they grin, and get all dressed up, but are wearing each others clothes... Where your daughter or son,...
Copyright 2001 Written By: Mr. Marion Obafemi and Inspired By God How can the the grave be a better place for me ? Just because I am resting, doesn't mean I'm in peace Although my body is dead, my soul feels grief I have feelings inside that need to be released And, through the writer of this poem, is how I chose to speak. How can you say that I am in a better place You are not the one that can state my case If where I am is so great, then why don't you take my place If not for a lifetime, then...
Copyright 1995 Water falls from my eyes just like the rain No need to be ashamed, its how I show my pain Because politics is played like a dirty game I want to help is what they all claim But, until its time to vote, they don't even know your name But, the fact remains: What goes up is going to come down again Nothing stays the same Its time to make a change. A closer look in the mirror, now the picture's clearer There's no rain in my eyes, just so many tears That my eyes spilled, all thru the y...
Copyright 2016 Written by: Mr. Marion Obafemi and Inspired by God I have crossed my T's and dotted my I's, and made sure my ducks are in a row I've been on my knees with tears in my eyes, expecting your power would show. I have followed the golden rule, did what you told me to, I've been quick to listen and slow to speak I don't treat nobody wrong, I help the weak since I'm strong, because as a man sow shall he reap. I know ain't nobody coming down, from the clouds, to do for me what I can do...
Job 38:22-23, II Chronicles 7:14 Copyright 2012 By: Mr. Marion Obafemi and inspired by God Since our tears have been revealed, as the water that is spilled, from raining and leaking eyes When our soul has been broken, and no words can be spoken, that will give peace to a soul that’s tired. I wonder how God would express, the pain that’s in His chest, when He looks down on this earth That He loved to the extent, that His only son was sent, to pay a price that no man is worth. Whenever the Lor...
It is written that if you have 100 sheep and 1 of them go astray, you should leave the 99 that are still in the fold and seek to find the 1 that is lost. This is a fundamental teaching of Jesus that those who claim to follow Him seem to have forgotten. I was inspired to write this poem as a reminder to us of our duty to those who are lost. My prayer is that we would honestly examine our practices to see how they measure up with the teachings of Jesus and find the strength to make the adjustments that will bring us more in line with the message...
The "joint" (poem) you are about to "smoke" (read) should definitely be "passed" (shared) with someone you know that may be struggling with an addiction. The drug of choice may be crack, cocaine, lean, meth, weed, sex, power or any other temporary "fix" that the world offers us to cope with the challenges of life. I would like to recommend some "dope" that can get you so "high" that (unlike the drugs in the streets) when you "smoke" it, you will never come down. When this drug gets in your "system", you will be able to "rise" above your...
Copyright 2002 What you think ? That when I was born My momma's womb wasn't torn When I passed thru like a strong wind in a storm. What you think ? That when the doctor slapped me on my a$$ I didn't cry like my first breath was my last Because I was so damn bad. What you think ? That I was able to run before I could walk Curse before I could talk Because I learned what the streets taught. What you think ? That I am less than a man Because I am locked inside this can And can't move around unless cuffs are on my hands. What you think ? That I am...
I once rejected God in my life Said, "Jesus never died for me" Didn't believe in all His sacrifice That He hung, bled and died on a tree. But, when the winds of my life start blowing And, they knock me right on down to my knees When the tears from my eyes are flowing And, there was no one to comfort me.. I can call on the name of Jesus There is no other help I know That is willing and able to reach us When our life is headed down below. The power of the blood That ran down Mary's baby's face Showed me there was a love That could wash all of my...
Dear Heavenly Father, don't mean to bother, you but we need to talk Go wake up Jesus and Job, because I was told, they had a similar walk The Lord will understand me, because I've been nailed to a tree, blood dripping from my feet and hands Like Job was tried and tested, my development has been arrested, and much more I can not stand. Are the clouds so dark and deep, that your eyes are unable to see, that your child is on this cross? It's impossible to move my legs, going around in circles with...
(The Confession Poem) (Psalm 103:14, Proverbs 28:13, Romans 3:23-24) Lord, you know I wanna be more like you I wanna be sure that I'm true I wanna pass all my tests And, although I am doing my best I humble myself and confess That, "I STILL AIN'T THERE YET" So, I need you to, SHAPE ME I need you to, BREAK ME I need you to, MOLD ME I need you to ,HOLD ME Because "I STILL AIN'T THERE YET" Lord, you know I'm not right from within You know I was born into sin You know that its in you I trust You know that I was made from the dust So,you know I...
Copyright 2008 Written by: Mr. Marion Obafemi and inspired by God This journey we are on, may be narrow and long, but at the end of it is peace This path may get dark, and the road may seem hard, but there is a light to guide our feet... This trail may seem cold, as we carry this heavy load, but we’ll find comfort and ease I can declare these things, because my faith in the King, is rooted deeper than a tree There is no need for despair, your burdens I can share, because I’m holding on to Him...
Psalm 30:5, Jeremiah 1:12 (A poem for encouragement when all is lost) Copyright 2008 Written By: Mr. Marion Obafemi and inspired by God My job was lost, I had problems with the boss, and it was no fault of my own The economy dropped, but the bills didn't stop, so all my savings is gone My wife is sad, my credit is bad, so the bank won't give me a loan I would call for help, from those with wealth, but my phone has no dial tone My rent is due, and I don't have a clue, about how I will keep my...
When I was young and just a small fryer I searched through the dirty waters of my hood and used to admire The big fish with fancy rides, women on the side and teeth that shine like fire. They wore the latest styles with do rags and timbs They rolled in candy-painted whips with twenty-two inch rims And, I said to myself, “I want to be like them”. Popa was a rolling stone, he left us alone and he’s probably locked up state Moma is praying, that she can keep paying, maximum bills with only a minim...
COPYRIGHT 2016 WRITTEN BY: MR. MARION OBAFEMI, "THE PO' FOLK'S POET" AND INSPIRED BY: GOD IF WE WANT RESPECT, FOR OUR BLACK LIVES WE MUST PROTECT, OUR BLACK WIVES STOP THE CHEATING AND THE BEATING, LEAVING THEM WITH BLACK EYES SHE'S MORE THAN JUST A TOOL FOR OUR PLEASURE WE'RE FOOLS, IF WE THINK HER ONLY TREASURE IS BURIED BETWEEN HER BLACK THIGHS....... ALL THE BLACK MEN, NEED TO RAISE THEIR BLACK KIDS THEN ALL THE BLACK WOMEN, WON'T BE BITTER AS LEMONS WORD TO THE TRAP HOUSE, ITS TIME FOR A...
¿Copyright June 4, 2020 8:25am¿Written By: Mr. Marion Obafemi¿Inspired by God¿Dedicated to the memory of my Big Brother, Lo¿¿"A BEAUTIFUL DAY"¿The wind is blowing, but my heart is knowing, that your face can't feel the breeze¿The sun is shinning, but I'm crying, because you can't feel the heat¿The birds are singing, doorbells are ringing, but you can't hear the sound¿The time is passing, children are laughing, but my smile is upside down¿The morning is new, the grass has dew, and there's on...
(The #Hashtag poem) COPYRIGHT 2016 WRITTEN BY: MR. MARION OBAFEMI, "THE PO' FOLK'S POET" AND INSPIRED BY: GOD IF WE WANT RESPECT, FOR OUR BLACK LIVES WE MUST PROTECT, OUR BLACK WIVES STOP THE CHEATING AND THE BEATING, LEAVING THEM WITH BLACK EYES SHE'S MORE THAN JUST A TOOL FOR OUR PLEASURE WE'RE FOOLS, IF WE THINK HER ONLY TREASURE IS BURIED BETWEEN HER BLACK THIGHS....... ALL THE BLACK MEN, NEED TO RAISE THEIR BLACK KIDS THEN ALL THE BLACK WOMEN, WON'T BE BITTER AS LEMONS WORD TO THE TRAP...
(The #Hashtag poem) COPYRIGHT 2016 WRITTEN BY: MR. MARION OBAFEMI, "THE PO' FOLK'S POET" AND INSPIRED BY: GOD IF WE WANT RESPECT, FOR OUR BLACK LIVES WE MUST PROTECT, OUR BLACK WIVES STOP THE CHEATING AND THE BEATING, LEAVING THEM WITH BLACK EYES SHE'S MORE THAN JUST A TOOL FOR OUR PLEASURE WE'RE FOOLS, IF WE THINK HER ONLY TREASURE IS BURIED BETWEEN HER BLACK THIGHS....... ALL THE BLACK MEN, NEED TO RAISE THEIR BLACK KIDS THEN ALL THE BLACK WOMEN, WON'T BE BITTER AS LEMONS WORD TO THE TRAP...
(An open letter to The Lord) Luke 22:42 Copyright 2016 By: Mr. Marion Obafemi, "THE PO' FOLK'S POET" and Inspired by God Dear Heavenly Father, don't mean to bother, you but we need to talk Go wake up Jesus and Job, because I was told, they had a similar walk The Lord will understand me, because I've been nailed to a tree, blood dripping from my feet and hands Like Job was tried and tested, my development has been arrested, and not much more I can not stand. Are the clouds so dark and deep, that...
I have crossed my T's and dotted my I's, and made sure my ducks are in a row I've been on my knees with tears in my eyes, expecting your power would show. I have followed the golden rule, did what you told me to, I've been quick to listen and slow to speak I don't treat nobody wrong, I help the weak since I am strong, because as a man sow shall he also reap. I know ain't nobody coming down, from the clouds, to do for me what I can do So I place both hands on the plow, until eat sweat falls from...
COPYRIGHT 2016 BY: "THE PO' FOLK'S POET, MR. MARION OBAFEMI INSPIRED BY: GOD (Philippians 4:13) (Ephesians 2:4-5) I would have been forsaken without a father or mother, BUT GOD took me in My winters would have been cold when I had no cover, BUT GOD protected me from the winds. I would have stumbled and fell to the ground, BUT GOD ordered my steps in His word I would have been lost thinking love was a noun, BUT GOD proved that it is a verb. I would have died when the doctor threw in the towel...
Copyright 2014 My mammy, is never happy, until the first of the month My pappy’s, head is nappy, and he always gets drunk. My brother, stays in trouble, with the local P.D. My sister, how I miss her, because she lives in the street. My doctor, couldn’t to stop her, when she cried from the pain My preacher, couldn’t reach her, with his clout down the drain. I had a dream, I grew some wings, and like a bird I could fly I think I need, a trampoline, so I can touch the sky. My veins, are full of co...
(Matthew 6:26) Copyright 2012 By: Marion Obafemi, "THE PO' FOLK'S POET" It was 5:45, when I opened my eyes, and the first thing that I hear Was the melodic songs, of birds sounding the alarm, proclaiming that dawn was near. One bird said, "Each day I am fed, and I store no food in a barn I don't plant no crops, ain't punching no clock, but I have shelter from the storms". "So, why are you, looking sad and blue, don't you know you're a child of the King He thought so much of you, that He gave me...
(Philippians 4:13) (Ephesians 2:4-5) I would have been forsaken without a father or mother, BUT GOD took me in My winters would have been cold when I had no cover, BUT GOD protected me from the winds. I would have stumbled and fell to the ground, BUT GOD ordered my steps in His word I would have been lost thinking love was a noun, BUT GOD proved that it is a verb. I would have died when the doctor threw in the towel BUT GOD stepped in and turned it all around. I would have drowned, in a sea of...
Written by: Mr. Marion Obafemi and inspired by God Lord, I thank you for my joy and peace of mind I thank you for deliverance time after time Lord, I thank you for drying my tears the nights I cried I'm thankful that you spared me when I should have died. Lord, I thank you for your mercy when my faith is gone I thank you for your grace that keeps me strong Lord, I thank you for forgiveness when I do wrong I'm thankful that you hear me when I weep and moan. Lord, I thank you for your word that...
Job 38:22-23 Copyright 2012 inspired by God Since our tears have been revealed, as the water that is spilled, from raining and leaking eyes When our soul has been broken, and no words can be spoken, that will give peace to a soul that’s tired. I wonder how God would express, the pain that’s in His chest, when He looks down on this earth That He loved to the extent, that His only son was sent, to pay a price that no man is worth. Whenever the Lord cries, the clouds become His eyes, and the rai...
Thru my window pane, all I see pain. My quarterback, halfback and tailback, been held back. They ain’t running no plays, stuck in the same grade. Since day one, I can’t save one, all of them are getting killed. I can’t pay no bills, done double checked. I ain’t got no check, in my mailbox. The hands on the clock, says I’m out of time. The only job I can find, is doing dirt. But, the pain don’t hurt, it’s been killed by pills. One day I’m gone steal, my way out of this hell. My mind is like a...
No problem too big, no river too wide No mountain too tall that can’t be climbed. No ocean too deep, no heat too hot No disease too deadly, no issue of blood that can’t be stopped. You have raised the dead, and given sight to the blind You have healed the sick, and restored my mind. You fed me when I was hungry, when I was thirsty you were water to drink You were my friend when I was lonely, when I’m troubled you are the thought I think. You’re my shelter in the time of a storm, you are green g...
Copyright 2017 Today when we jump that broom, the angels will sing a tune, that will reach the ears of God Proclaiming that this will be the day, that we stand before Him to say, that we are joined as one in our hearts When we march down the aisle to the alter of God We will be entering into a covenant, till death do us part We are making a promise to love each other in sickness and in health For richer or poorer, thru poverty or wealth With this band of gold, to have and to hold Is our word...
My cup is almost full, and I don't think I could, take another ounce of this rain called life This flood is at my rim, if you push me it might spill, and bring the darkness into light.... If it falls to the ground, it will spread through this town, and wet a thousand tongues That will sing like birds, adding nouns and twisting verbs, building sentences when only a phrase was sung..... I would give you a sip, but I know it will drip, and turn a mole hill into a mountain This is a load that you ca...
“LET ME GO” Copyright 2012 By; "THE PO' FOLK'S POET", The doctor has left the room, now you are beset with gloom, because he threw his hands in the air He ran all his tests, emptied his medicine chest, said my train ain’t going nowhere. Blood pressure done dropped, but this ain’t my last stop, I have one more trip to take I am about to take a ride, way up in the skies, beyond the outer space. I was wrapped up within, a suit of flesh, bones and skin, that will turn back to dust when they put it...
IF WE HAD KNOWN” Copyright 2014 If we had known that the favor you did for us would be the last good deed of your hands We would have asked you to do something that was impossible for any woman, girl, boy or man Like walking the shores of the seven seas and count each grain of sand Then turn every one of them into a year that you would dwell upon the land. If we had known that when we saw you it would be the last time we would see your face The camera in our eyes, would have taken a picture o...
Copyright 2012 Written By: Mr. Marion Obafemi, "THE PO' FOLK'S POET" and inspired By:God "A BRIGHTER DAY " (Psalm 30:5, Isaiah 40:31, Galatians 6:9) We wouldn’t know there was an up if there was no down Wouldn’t appreciate a smile if there was no frown. We wouldn’t recognize joy if there was no pain Wouldn’t have no flowers without the rain. We wouldn’t know the warmth of love without the cold of hate Wouldn’t be fulfilled, when we give, without the emptiness of take. We wouldn’t know how to w...
I once rejected God in my life Said, "Jesus never died for me" Did'nt believe in all His sacrifice That He hung, bled and died on a tree. But, the winds of my life were blowing And, knocked me right on down to my knees The tears from my eyes were flowing And, there was nobody to comfort me. So, I called on the name of Jesus There is no other help I know That is willing and able to reach us When our life is headed down below. The power of the blood That ran down Mary's baby's face Showed me...
IF WE HAD KNOWN that the favor you did for us would be the last good deed of your hands We would have asked you to do something that was impossible for any woman, girl, boy or man Like walking the shores of the seven seas and count each grain of sand Then turn every one of them into a year that you would dwell upon the land. IF WE HAD KNOWN that when we saw you it would be the last time we would see your face We would have made the camera in our eyes, take a picture of your smile, and stored it...
Copyright 1999 I have often wondered why the weeping willow cries Could it be for the same reason that tears fall from my eyes? Like the limbs of the willow, I was reaching for the sky Then came the axe called life to cut me down before I received my prize Cutting me at the core of the dreams that I had inside. But, I shall survive this axe and boldly declare that this is not my end Because I have other crosses to bear and so much life to lend I refuse to fall to the ground never to rise again O...
Copyright 2016 Dear Heavenly Father, dont mean to bother, you but we need to talk Go wake up Jesus and Job, because I was told, they had a simular walk The Lord will understand me, because I’ve been nailed to a tree, blood dripping from my feet and hands Like Job was tried and tested, my development has been arrested, and much more I can not stand. Are the clouds so dark and deep, that your eyes are unable to see, that your child is on this cross? It’s impossible to move my legs, going aro...
They stop and stare, because I wear, my nappy dreads so long My pants are sagging, because I carry, a load that’s heavy as stone. Didn’t go to college, lack the knowledge, to earn a 6 figure pay Schooled in the streets, so I can peep, the game you trying to play. I’m getting drunk, smoking blunts, to take away all the pain I step outside, so I can cry, and mix my tears with the rain. My veins, are full of cocaine, and I still ain’t high I’m full of pills, trying to steal, a little peace for...
The Monroe Man March will not be an actual “march”. We will not be literally marching from one place to another as it was typically done in the 1960’s. This is not a protest or a demonstration. We are not angry or demanding anything from anyone other than ourselves. We will simply gather at Charles Johnson Park located at 3313 Bernstein Park Drive in Monroe this Saturday, October 14th, to make a statement that we are taking responsibility for the safety of our community. All of us (The Churc...
