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Don't be FOOLISH and wait until Mother's Day to express your love and appreciation for the woman that gave you LIFE. This is one of the most important writings I have ever been inspired with. It is dedicated to my mother as an expression of my love and dedication to her when she was showing the beginning signs of dementia which transitioned into Alzheimer's. I am sharing it in its entirety in hopes of touching the heart of those who still have their mother to inspire you to love her while you can because when she is gone it will be too late....
(VENGEANCE IS MINE SAYS THE LORD) Romans 12:17-19 As we enter into the New Year, it is important that we do not bring any bagage with us from 2022 and previous years that will hinder us from accomplishing our goals and receiving the blessings that we are expecting in 2023. Unforgiveness is a burden that is carried by those of us who refuse to release the deeply seated anger, bitterness and even hatred toward someone that has done us wrong. These strong emotions are usually valid and appear to be justified due to what has been done to us, but...
Copyright 2008 Written By: Mr. Marion Obafemi and inspired By: God When I am in pain, all strength is drained, and I have no relief in sight I look to you, to see me through, and make everything all right. When the Dr. has done his best, used all the medicine in his chest, there is a pill that I can take That is prescribed for all believers, that will cool the hottest fever, and take the pain away. I swallow your word like it is a pill, because I know that it will, bring calm to this raging sea When the storms of life are raging, and this...
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 win if we didn’t lose Wouldn’t appreciate the wi...
” Copyright 2014 MR. MARION OBAFEMI and inspired By: God 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 cocaine...
"MY RAINING EYES" Copyright 1995 Written By: Mr. Marion Obafemi and Inspired By: God 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 spi...
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 win if we didn’t lose Wouldn’t appreciate the wi...
Copyright 2012 It's the job of the devil, to make life unleveled, to destroy and rob and kill The winner in you, and he won't be through, unless he breaks your will. Satan ain't under the ground, with horns on his crown, or a fork inside his hand He is loose on this earth, sagging pants and short skirts, dressed like a woman or man. He's trying to rob your cradle, so you won't be able, to birth what's in your belly Using people as thieves, to steal your hopes and dreams, and make your roses smelly. When I was young in the word, you could throw...
Copyright 2016 inspired by God 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 around in circles with dizzy head, what was...
Copyright© 2022 By: Min. Marion Obafemi and Inspired By: God (Modeled after King Jehoshaphat’s prayer asking God to intervene in a time of trouble, II Chronicles 20:6-9) Dear Lord, the God of our ancestors, the God of heaven. All power and might is in your hand, and no one can withstand you. Your word declares that if calamity comes upon us, whether by the sword with death, punishment because of judgement, plague through sickness and disease, or the lack of food due to famine, we could stand in your presence and cry out to you in our di...
(A SPIRITUAL solution to a SOCIAL problem) A B.A.L.M. in Monroe is a collaborative plan that every citizen, elected and appointed official, clergyman, and organization can participate in to help improve the image of Monroe while inspiring at-risk males to take more responsibility for their actions and respect the lives and property of others. This is a Balanced Approach to Lower the violent crime and Murder rate in Monroe. A balm is a creamy salve made from selected plants that are used as a medicine to treat or heal wounds. The maker of the...
Since this is the last week in the only month of the year that we set aside to acknowledge and celebrate our many accomplishments, I thought it would be fitting that I shared a poem that reaches back to a time before we were reduced to what we have become. It should be pointed out that OUR HISTORY did not begin when we were brought to these shores in chains to be made slaves. That is HIS STORY which only depicts what we have achieved in HIS world despite the discrimination, oppression and brutality we were and continue to be subjected to. So,...
Please be careful while "smoking" (reading) this "joint" (poem) because it is laced with some powerful truths that might cause some to become "paranoid". In light of all the protests that we have witnessed over the past years expressing our frustration with the senseless murders of unarmed black men by the police, I "rolled" (wrote) this "joint" (poem) to encourage us to take some responsibility for how we treat each other which negatively influences the way others view and treat us. While we should continue to voice our dissatisfaction with...
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 in a safe place Then, we could open the album in...
The father of Black History, Mr. Carter G. Woodson, said, " When you control a man's thinking you don't have to worry about his actions". Colors have been used to manipulate our thoughts and behaviors since we were first introduced to them. In this poem, I am attempting to shed some light on this issue and hopefully dispel some of the myths associated with colors thereby freeing our minds for more constructive thoughts about ourselves. As Dr. king once said, "Somebody told a lie one day about black being ugly, sinister and bad.. But, I want to...
Copyright 2001 No height of mountain No lowness of valley No dryness of fountain No darkness of alley. No depth of sea No width of river No tallness of tree No fading of silver. No temperature of fever No strength of wind No change of season No damnation of sin. No pain of hurt No betrayal of friend No tire of work No lack of ends. No spell of witch No freeze of cold No lash of stick No graying of old. No heat of fire No mistake of hand No lie of liar No judgement of man. No pot of gold No bitter of honey No suit of clothes No amount of money....
Copyright 2016 On the 3rd day of the month after June Our lips were singing a famliiar tune Salt was poured into an open wound Two lives were taken from us much too soon Before we could see how their flower would bloom. On the 3rd day of the 7th round Our ears heard a familiar sound Another tragedy struck this town Two mothers will wear black gowns Two brothers will be planted into the ground And, our hearts will gain a thousand pounds. On the 3rd day of July There was nothing good about good-bye As tears fell from raining eyes And, our heads...
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 before God, when we are feeble and old If we stumble...
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 win if we didn’t lose Wouldn’t appreciate the wi...
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,...
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...
