The City of Our Love - Sodom and Gomorrah (For JD)

* Dedicated to The Goo Goo Dolls, Name
https://youtu.be/yQOBUrRaPU0
* Dedicated to J. D.
* Saint Michael pray for me

JD so many years have passed since I unveiled my heart to you in an email, and you, agog, ran away…..and never came back. The one who I was “absolutely crazy about” has nested with another man…and now a baby. #GODDAMNIT Well, I meant that metaphorically as you shall soon see, however I felt I must write to you/about you one last time….a funeral hymn….to what was destroyed in me after you rejected me. Goodbye. I will always….remember (and now appreciate) how the pain you inflicted, I guess, made me a better man, how the pangs forged a metalwork of forbearance. But gosh every time I see you, you still look so sexy to me! (Goodbye my forever non-love)

+------------------/The [Former] City of Our Love (Sodom and Gomorrah)

Back then,
common sense to me was
once a mob of degenerate,
lecherous men. It salivated when
it learned of my musing on us having sex,
(married)
flesh to flesh, chest pressed to big breasts,
as if your group lunch counterproposals
to my intimate dining suggestions,
your silence at that email wherein I poured my
soul out to you, started baying,
lustful and power-hungry cabal
grown impatient,
bashing against my hopes as if a door
that granted access to my heart.
But I obdurately refused,
instead offering the virgin daughters of
your imminent indication of the intensity
of your emotions towards me, and the
eventual warming of your heart towards
God through my influence as
sacrificial offerings. I was willing to embrace
a vitiated form of your love,
your indifference to religion rather than
accept the loss. Yet time,
two angels of Sodom with severe expressions,
flaming swords of soul-searching,
(reckoning the aforementioned crowd
of reason and rationality as degenerate scum),
 grabbed me by the hand and yanked me
out of the city of the possibility of
our love, urging me to let go of delusions
and never look back, to move away
from the approaching condemnation.
You got married: fire,
and had a baby: brimstone,
it was like smoke in my eyes,
the smell of sulfur in my nose,
destruction raining from the sky,
as I cried inside stumbling towards Zoar.
But when I saw you recently sauntering
down the hall,
I looked back to that city in my mind
that no longer is, and never should have
been, even though I know I shouldn’t have.
Sodom was never going to be good for me,
and Gomorrah, a sweeping lie,
when I see your breasts bounce
and your green eyes sparkle it just kills me,
human turned salt pillar,
a rejected man filled with shameful
regret.


---------------------Genesis 19:17;23-26
And it came to pass, when they had brought them forth abroad, that he said, Escape for thy life; look not behind thee, neither stay thou in all the plain; escape to the mountain, lest thou be consumed….The sun was risen upon the earth when Lot entered into Zoar. Then the Lord rained upon Sodom and upon Gomorrah brimstone and fire from the Lord out of heaven; And he overthrew those cities, and all the plain, and all the inhabitants of the cities, and that which grew upon the ground. But his wife looked back from behind him, and she became a pillar of salt.



------Name Lyrics
And even though the moment passed me by
 I still can't turn away
 Cuz all the dreams you never thought you'd lose
 Got tossed along the way
 And letters that you never meant to send
 Got lost or thrown away
 And now we're grown up orphans
 And never knew their names
 We don't belong to no one
 That's a shame
 But you could hide beside me
 Maybe for a while
 And I won't tell no one your name
 And I won't tell 'em your name
 And scars are souvenirs you never lose
 The past is never far
 Did you lose yourself somewhere out there?
 Did you get to be a star?
 And don't it make you sad to know that life
 Is more than who we are
 We grew up way too fast
 And now there's nothing to believe
 And reruns all become our history
 A tired song keeps playing on a tired radio
 And I won't tell no one your name
 And I won't tell 'em your name
 I won't tell em' your name
 Oooh, oooh, oooh
 I won't tell em' your name
 Ow!
 I think about you all the time
 But I don't need the same
 It's lonely where you are
 Come back down
 And I won't tell 'em your name 

Ananias (No Longer Saul) #TonyLovesTaraji Taraji P. Henson that is!!!

* Saint Paul, Pray for me
* Dedicated to Taraji P Henson – wit YO FINE SELF GUUURRRLLL. Oh the roads I had to take to realize that you are whats good for me!
* Dedicated to Big Sean, Blessings
* Dedicated to Jennifer Knapp, Remedy
https://youtu.be/lR9a_Z8OCrU
#TonyLovesTaraji


+----------------------------/Ananias (No Longer Saul)

Taraji, singleness is a coiling dirt road
(seemingly with no end)
heavy laden with burdens, coquettish
women as brigands baiting,
beckoning in the brushwood
for heartbreak, a girl’s uncaring, blithesome rejection
like beasts preying for an opportunity to eat,
lustfully salivating
at the prospect of devouring moving flesh.
But for a man beset
with a proclivity for annihilation,
breathing out threatenings and slaughter against
the loneliness inside of him, inner rage
against his own feelings of worthlessness
as if a madman burning and dismembering men and
women who profess a faith contrary to his God
in the name of God,
Damascus is a sanctum.  I got on my high horse
of foolish pride and set forth looking for love-
to find a woman and ask for a kiss
was my self-righteous request to Synagogues
of my damaged ego for permission for bloodshed,
utter abolition of The Way, trying
forever to forget the pain of being forsaken.
I chose for companions sycophants
of my own self-supporting rationale and rode
with haste into the sun, the
psychology of one spurned seeking
to date any girl whom he first set eyes on.

Oh Taraji baby I was galloping
in the wrong direction wasn’t I? Seeking to
destroy the hurt from girls in my past
when I should have sought to build
a new life with you, a penurious philosophy
that pushes the prospect of romance’s
prosperity aside.
When I first saw you on Empire, my
 African Aphrodite descending to earth
from Olympus, titillating my desire
with décolletage, I fell
backwards - blinded. My soul had rejected
everything it formerly knew as detestable,
every sight as betrayal, the use of my eyes as
treachery…since I once thought other women
were more beautiful, and charming than you.
So foolish was I that I had to be lead
by my companions to a distasteful
bungalow of introspection overrun with vermin,
the acute realization I was misguided
as rats of shame crawled all over my neck,
and there I peeled back layers of memory
in mourning. I didn’t eat or drink
for three days.

What I am trying to say, is that
I need you. Will you come to me
and wrap me in your embrace? Your lips
on my lips
like healing prayers God’s disciple
attentive and willing to risk all,
imparting forgiveness to the weary.
Your acceptance of me, your two hands
on my eyes
my devotion to you, their scales falling   
to the ground. If you fall in love with me girl,
I will be a new man with a new name,
Paul, a crusader for peace and truth
condemning his anger for things of the past
finally set free.


[OH TARAJI BABY, I KNOW YOU FAMOUS AND ALL, BUT GIVE A BROTHA A CHANCE TO LUV YA!!!! LIKE PHARRELL SAID….I JUST WANNA LOVE YA!!! WIT YOU FINE SELF. CONGRATS ON EMPIRE…..YOU KNOW IF YOU THINK ABOUT IT, MY HEART IS AN EMPIRE…AND  YOU ARE ITS QUEEN. GUUUURRRRLLLLLLLLLLL. WOOOOOOOO!!! TO GET WITH YOU GIRL WOULD BE A BLESSING ON BLESSING ON BLESSING!!!]



------------Acts 9:1-20
 And Saul, yet breathing out threatenings and slaughter against the disciples of the Lord, went unto the high priest, And desired of him letters to Damascus to the synagogues, that if he found any of this way, whether they were men or women, he might bring them bound unto Jerusalem.
And as he journeyed, he came near Damascus: and suddenly there shined round about him a light from heaven: And he fell to the earth, and heard a voice saying unto him, Saul, Saul, why persecutest thou me? And he said, Who art thou, Lord? And the Lord said, I am Jesus whom thou persecutest: it is hard for thee to kick against the pricks. And he trembling and astonished said, Lord, what wilt thou have me to do? And the Lord said unto him, Arise, and go into the city, and it shall be told thee what thou must do. And the men which journeyed with him stood speechless, hearing a voice, but seeing no man. And Saul arose from the earth; and when his eyes were opened, he saw no man: but they led him by the hand, and brought him into Damascus. And he was three days without sight, and neither did eat nor drink. And there was a certain disciple at Damascus, named Ananias; and to him said the Lord in a vision, Ananias. And he said, Behold, I am here, Lord. And the Lord said unto him, Arise, and go into the street which is called Straight, and enquire in the house of Judas for one called Saul, of Tarsus: for, behold, he prayeth, And hath seen in a vision a man named Ananias coming in, and putting his hand on him, that he might receive his sight. Then Ananias answered, Lord, I have heard by many of this man, how much evil he hath done to thy saints at Jerusalem: And here he hath authority from the chief priests to bind all that call on thy name. But the Lord said unto him, Go thy way: for he is a chosen vessel unto me, to bear my name before the Gentiles, and kings, and the children of Israel: For I will shew him how great things he must suffer for my name's sake. And Ananias went his way, and entered into the house; and putting his hands on him said, Brother Saul, the Lord, even Jesus, that appeared unto thee in the way as thou camest, hath sent me, that thou mightest receive thy sight, and be filled with the Holy Ghost. And immediately there fell from his eyes as it had been scales: and he received sight forthwith, and arose, and was baptized. And when he had received meat, he was strengthened. Then was Saul certain days with the disciples which were at Damascus. And straightway he preached Christ in the synagogues, that he is the Son of God.

------Blessings Lyrics
Look, I feel blessed
Way up, I feel blessed, way up, I feel blessed
(I, straight up, look)
I live the life I deserve, blessed
F* a vacay I feel better at work
I mean whatever it's worth, I give whatever I'm worth
For my n*s who gon' go to Hell and back for me
I'mma give 'em Heaven on Earth
Or a hell of a check, yeah, whichever come first
Blessings on blessings on blessings
Look at my life, man, that's lessons on lessons on lessons
I treat the beat like it's a reverend
I tell the truth like father, forgive me, these are all my confessions
Man, this wasn't luck, it was destined
I done lost homies who been with me since Ed, Edd and Eddy
Who flip like confetti
And then when you back, they back to call you "dog"
That S* get-get petty, b*, don't give no dap to me, n*
Funny thing about talking behind my back
Is that it just keep coming back to me, n*
Was off for a sec, now it's back to me, n*, you mad at me
This ain't what I want, man, this what it had to be
This is that late night working after three, man
This why my old girl was mad at me
This why I'm your majesty, man
The clique is the tightest, the p* the tightest
The drinks are the coldest, the future the brightest
The feat not divided, the love is divided
And I just gotta thank God that we got it
Blessed
I don't know what I would do without it
Crew look like we robbed a bank, but all we make is deposits
Your prophet will profit, oh God
I'm here for a good time, not a long time, you know I
I haven't had a G.O.O.D. time in a long time, you know I
I'm way up, I feel blessed
Way up, I feel blessed (Straight up)
I'm way up, I feel blessed (Straight up, straight up)
Way up, I feel blessed
Look, I ain't gon' say that we back or nothing
Cause that implies that we're back from something
If we're back from something there's some checks you owe us
I expect that payment, nothing less or over
I don't need them favors that you ask me for
I could give two f*s 'bout where the Grammys go
I just gave out Grammys on my Instagram
Them OVO boys, the business man
It is what it is, trust me, you get what you give, yeah
You gotta come to my side and see how we live, yeah
I cannot see Heaven being much better than this, yeah
Blessings on blessings from me and my n*s from the 6
Look at what we did, yeah
Be quiet, I'm doing a toast
For n*s that don't really do S*, I swear, y'all be doing the most
Stop worrying 'bout whoever's next
I am just worried 'bout my mama worrying less
I think I'm famous enough, I don't need any more press
I am convinced I'm the only one left
That's still doing this S*, man
[Hook]
My grandma just died, I'm the man of the house
So every morning I'm up cause I can't let them down, down
Always down for the cause, never down for the count
I guess when your stars align
You do like the solar system and plan it out
So I'm going over time, on the overtime
Yeah, I'm that invested, but you can't attest it
Million dollar goals, managed to manifest it
The family never going anorexic
I pay mom mortgage and electric
Never going under even with anesthetics
At the top of the rap game and progressin'
Check after check, checking off my check list
Try and blow my cake, just know that's a death wish
No mistakes in life ever, it's only lessons
S* feel like Shaq and Penny got back together
You tore the game apart, who put it back together? I
[Hook]
Since the truth keep n*s traumatized
They tryna compromise my condom size
So I Snapchat that whole S*
Tryna see titties, tryna show d*
And I swear to God I hope they post it
I'm blessed
Even though I get slammed with lawsuits like car doors
See three P.O.'s like Star Wars
They want me by the road holding up cardboard
So I go extra hard on the hard floor
Right now, I'm calling you from my home gym
Right after that, n*, I'm gon' swim

----Remedy Lyrics
in my blood the sun of a Kansas sky
 turn the Flint Hills gold
 and burn them dry
 o, the roads i had to take
 to make good my escape

Tornado Alley, don't i know
 you well i shoulda known better
 than to build my house in hell
 o, the bones i had to break
 to make my home in such a place

i think i need a doctor
 with a shot to cure me
 whisky or a bullet,please
 a shot to be my remedy

you've be around my
 neck so burdensome
 you say i've changed
 you rule what i've become
 o, the bones i had to break
 to fit into your perfect space

i think i need a doctor
 with a shot to cure me
 whiskey or a bullet, please
 a shot to be my remedy

vanity: you've been hard to track
 i wast my youth on you and i want
 it back
 o, the bones i've yet to break
 i'm growing old
 i need a home
 i need a cure to stop this pain

i think i need a doctor
 with a shot to cure me
 whiskey or a bullet please
 a shot to be my remedy

The River Chebar

* dedicated to the red haired barista who works at Starbucks in Rockville. If you see her, tell her I am too afraid to ask her out. Tell her that I wish I was a man and had the courage. And that…I wish she and I could be together. #shesofine

+--------------------/The River Chebar, aka The Starbucks in Rockville

Everytime I patronize the Starbucks
in Rockville and you are there,
I feel like a forlorn captive in the
onerously love starved empire of Babylon,
full of lethargy, sitting
on the banks of the river Chebar in
fetters of singleness and whipped by task-
masters of female scorn.
I wish you would look at me, in the eyes,
 after I’ve conferred my order upon you,
and not turn your back on my heart as Israel
was captured, the women raped, the men burned
or bludgeoned with maces.
If only I could move you to compassion!
to reciprocate my ardor,
my desire descending wildly from parted clouds,
like weird looking  specimens of my own fantasy
trying to draw you near me.
My yearning for your body in those black
skinny pants you wear, to kiss you, to play
with your red hair:
the rarest of crimson silk spun by angels,
to marry you on rolling rye fields
in a sleek white dress,
your arms around my neck, is like four
living creatures mystifying in their appearance
like burning coals of fire. 
These romantic beasts of my longing have
four faces of adaptability -man, lion, ox, eagle,
one in essence but always ready to cater
to your mood, four wings of noble
intentions with human hands (to hold you with),
and feet like calf’s feet to carry my loyalty
over the vast stretches of time
I dream we one day share together. Beneath them
are beryl wheels of my driving passion,
wheels inside of wheels, with eyes
to continually behold your beauty.
Everywhere the angelic creatures go, you would
too.
This is my aspiration anyway, to have you,
like God on a throne, the appearance of
a sapphire stone, in the firmament above
grasping the reins as my mysterious
 and beastly Chariot (of Fire) leads you from Heaven
to speak to me.
You would say “Tony, I love you,”
and the edict would be issued for my emancipation,
Babylon be damned, as I order my usual
iced trenta black tea
(unsweetened).

-------------------Ezekiel 1
Now it came to pass in the thirtieth year, in the fourth month, in the fifth day of the month, as I was among the captives by the river of Chebar, that the heavens were opened, and I saw visions of God.
In the fifth day of the month, which was the fifth year of king Jehoiachin's captivity, The word of the Lord came expressly unto Ezekiel the priest, the son of Buzi, in the land of the Chaldeans by the river Chebar; and the hand of the Lord was there upon him. And I looked, and, behold, a whirlwind came out of the north, a great cloud, and a fire infolding itself, and a brightness was about it, and out of the midst thereof as the colour of amber, out of the midst of the fire. Also out of the midst thereof came the likeness of four living creatures. And this was their appearance; they had the likeness of a man. And every one had four faces, and every one had four wings. And their feet were straight feet; and the sole of their feet was like the sole of a calf's foot: and they sparkled like the colour of burnished brass. And they had the hands of a man under their wings on their four sides; and they four had their faces and their wings. Their wings were joined one to another; they turned not when they went; they went every one straight forward. As for the likeness of their faces, they four had the face of a man, and the face of a lion, on the right side: and they four had the face of an ox on the left side; they four also had the face of an eagle. Thus were their faces: and their wings were stretched upward; two wings of every one were joined one to another, and two covered their bodies. And they went every one straight forward: whither the spirit was to go, they went; and they turned not when they went. As for the likeness of the living creatures, their appearance was like burning coals of fire, and like the appearance of lamps: it went up and down among the living creatures; and the fire was bright, and out of the fire went forth lightning. And the living creatures ran and returned as the appearance of a flash of lightning. Now as I beheld the living creatures, behold one wheel upon the earth by the living creatures, with his four faces. The appearance of the wheels and their work was like unto the colour of a beryl: and they four had one likeness: and their appearance and their work was as it were a wheel in the middle of a wheel. When they went, they went upon their four sides: and they turned not when they went. As for their rings, they were so high that they were dreadful; and their rings were full of eyes round about them four. And when the living creatures went, the wheels went by them: and when the living creatures were lifted up from the earth, the wheels were lifted up. Whithersoever the spirit was to go, they went, thither was their spirit to go; and the wheels were lifted up over against them: for the spirit of the living creature was in the wheels. When those went, these went; and when those stood, these stood; and when those were lifted up from the earth, the wheels were lifted up over against them: for the spirit of the living creature was in the wheels. And the likeness of the firmament upon the heads of the living creature was as the colour of the terrible crystal, stretched forth over their heads above. And under the firmament were their wings straight, the one toward the other: every one had two, which covered on this side, and every one had two, which covered on that side, their bodies. And when they went, I heard the noise of their wings, like the noise of great waters, as the voice of the Almighty, the voice of speech, as the noise of an host: when they stood, they let down their wings. And there was a voice from the firmament that was over their heads, when they stood, and had let down their wings. And above the firmament that was over their heads was the likeness of a throne, as the appearance of a sapphire stone: and upon the likeness of the throne was the likeness as the appearance of a man above upon it. And I saw as the colour of amber, as the appearance of fire round about within it, from the appearance of his loins even upward, and from the appearance of his loins even downward, I saw as it were the appearance of fire, and it had brightness round about. As the appearance of the bow that is in the cloud in the day of rain, so was the appearance of the brightness round about. This was the appearance of the likeness of the glory of the Lord. And when I saw it, I fell upon my face, and I heard a voice of one that spake.

Mary

Mary, I just knew this poem was gonna be special before I even wrote it. I knew you would be with me, cleaving to me like you always do.

You are the Heart and Soul of Catholicism, my hope is, maybe through this poem, I can engender some of the love and passion I have for you to my readers.

I want to end by saluting you the only way that is appropriate - like the Angel Gabriel taught us:

 Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou amongst women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

#WOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

My Israel (The Invocation)

* Dedicated to the Virgin Mary
* Dedicated to Scary Kids Scaring Kids, Free Again
https://youtu.be/q4ieMa1U6HE
*Mary, pray for me

+----------------------/My Israel (The Invocation): The Virgin Mary’s Thoughts/Subconscious Invocation to the Angel Gabriel Before He Arrived

At night I adjust the latch on
the door and commence the ritual,
whispering emotionally charged
incantations into fire-
the hot oil in the lamp simmering,
anger, fear, and anxiety in the soul of the Jew,
and as smoke rises from the extinguished
flame, I always reach out
and clench a fistful with my right hand
so my body can feel the warmth of
Moses’s past life, the pillar of fire by night,
and so my skin can to be consoled by
this symbolic answer to my prayers
like the incense of angels in God’s presence,
even if my mind cant quite fathom it yet.
These are dark times
spent staring longingly at the moon.
I am a girl shackled by Caesars tyrannical paganism
raging inside for redemption. I, red eyed and
snarling everytime Roman legions of soldiers
saunter by superciliously, like
the slithering of the serpent who seduced Eve,
indignant when tax collectors go plundering
from village to village, willing to sell their souls
for profit as the rest of us nearly starve
in winter.
Every night is pleading, my day
waiting in patience….for you. (Whoever
you are). You and I are on this crash
course I feel, and that at some point kindred
wills will inevitably collide.
A messenger sent from my dream,
an emissary, a herald of emancipation from
the lives of my grandchildren, perhaps,
too kind to leave my poor heart languishing
in presentiment, and coming back to comfort me 
because I would rather die
than live like this.
Like Jacob I will wrestle with God
until He answers, biting Him through my tears
scratching Him with midnight screams,
and clawing Him with intense silent longing…for
at least some reckoning from above,
nightly scuffles (with just a touch of animus)
for a resolution to all the world’s cynicism and hate,
for the Salvation of Israel,
my Israel. 

-----------------Luke 1:26-38
And in the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent from God unto a city of Galilee, named Nazareth, To a virgin espoused to a man whose name was Joseph, of the house of David; and the virgin's name was Mary. And the angel came in unto her, and said, Hail, thou that art highly favoured, the Lord is with thee: blessed art thou among women. And when she saw him, she was troubled at his saying, and cast in her mind what manner of salutation this should be. And the angel said unto her, Fear not, Mary: for thou hast found favour with God. And, behold, thou shalt conceive in thy womb, and bring forth a son, and shalt call his name Jesus. He shall be great, and shall be called the Son of the Highest: and the Lord God shall give unto him the throne of his father David: And he shall reign over the house of Jacob for ever; and of his kingdom there shall be no end. Then said Mary unto the angel, How shall this be, seeing I know not a man? And the angel answered and said unto her, The Holy Ghost shall come upon thee, and the power of the Highest shall overshadow thee: therefore also that holy thing which shall be born of thee shall be called the Son of God. And, behold, thy cousin Elisabeth, she hath also conceived a son in her old age: and this is the sixth month with her, who was called barren. For with God nothing shall be impossible. And Mary said, Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to thy word. And the angel departed from her.

-----Free Again Lyrics
We, are we out of our minds?
We can't live this way forever, forever
So run, run with me from the ordinary
It's our time to escape, lose ourselves

If we can find a way to break this chain
Within the natural cycle
Leave your answers behind
We'll be there to decide

If we can find the strength
To go our own way, to go our own way
It will take your breath away
Will take your breath away

We, are we out of our minds?
We can't live this way forever, forever
So run, run with me from the ordinary
Come on, it's our time to escape, lose ourselves

We finally found a way to make the change
We'll make the change together
Old ways left behind
Chains will loosen over time

We finally found the strength
To go our own way, to go our own way
No longer are we confined
The power of resolution shines

Now we are free again
We are free again
We are free again

Do I have your attention?
Look what we can create
It will take your breath away
Will take your breath away, away

Do I have your attention?
Now's our time to escape
Found the strength to go our own way

Now we are free again
We are free again, again
Now we are free again
We are free again, again, again
We are free again

Your Heart Is A Lake Of Fire To Me

And he said unto them, I beheld Satan as lightning fall from heaven. – Luke 10:18

*  Saint Michael pray for me
* Dedicated to Dashboard Confessional, This Bitter Pill
http://youtu.be/b817HX-Upzg

+------------------------------/Your Heart Is A Lake Of Fire To Me

Ann when we first met,
your ethereal curls of golden hair,  breasts
as dazzling as hallowed fire that burns
before angels perpetually but never
losing its luminosity, your eyes like topaz stones
beckoned into existence
the first moment I looked into them, it was as if
everything about you was predetermined,
a calculated emanation of Perfection,
an exhibition,
simply for the sake of The Good.
(You were my White Girl God, omnipotent,
uber intellectual, eternally fabulous.)
Talking to you, emailing you,
leaves in a Garden of Bliss caressing my face,
rivers of healing waters entrancing my feet.
My God, you are so sexy, I remember when
we agreed to meet for lunch everything
about my life was celestial then,
the workmanship of tabrets and pipes was prepared in me
that day because no one, no stroke of fate
could contain the ebullient songs I had crafted
was still crafting in my heart.
I remember closing my eyes in a vision,
ascending up to your Throne to sit beside you
and kiss your soft lips,
commanding the stars to write my words of
endearment to you, the angels caroling as we
had sex…..
Heaven, for a moment at my disposal.
It must have all been too much for you
to bear. In your eyes, I dared to tarry on stones of fire
for too long, to array myself in one too many
precious stones of presumption I suppose. 
Oh Ann, how your thrice consigned rejections:
of lunch and two make-up lunch dates,
and then subsequent marriage to another man
has cut me down to the ground!
Your abject cruelty is hell on earth,
everyday I cleave to the sides of the pit
just trying to get by
 while I still have strength,
a fallen angel delaying the
inevitable. All those that see me lingering in my singleness
well into my thirties narrowly look upon me
and scoff – is this the man filled with haughtiness,
who arrogantly deemed all the world
a wilderness, everything exigent thing in his life
a destroyed city - compared to his assumed love? 
Whenever I walk by you now,
my heart dies the death of the uncircumcised,
and I get depressed and the throbbing inhalation
of accursed black smoke in my nose
and the screams of the damned keep reoccurring.

No matter what I do I cant repeal your verdict,
I will never never never be good enough
for you. The knowledge of this is sulfur
on the skin, the beast and the false prophet,
my heart and my soul,
bawling in the anguish of a pain that doesn’t
subside. There will never be another
girl like you in my life, and for this
I am a broken man,
an Angel of Light disgracefully drowning
in the torment of rejection
from His God
who refuses to listen anymore.


-----------------------Revelation 20:7-10
When the thousand years are over, Satan will be released from his prison and will go out to deceive the nations in the four corners of the earth—Gog and Magog—and to gather them for battle. In number they are like the sand on the seashore. They marched across the breadth of the earth and surrounded the camp of God’s people, the city he loves. But fire came down from heaven and devoured them. And the devil, who deceived them, was thrown into the lake of burning sulfur, where the beast and the false prophet had been thrown. They will be tormented day and night for ever and ever

Isaiah 14:11-17
Thy pomp is brought down to the grave, and the noise of thy viols: the worm is spread under thee, and the worms cover thee. How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning! how art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations! For thou hast said in thine heart, I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God: I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation, in the sides of the north: I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the most High. Yet thou shalt be brought down to hell, to the sides of the pit. They that see thee shall narrowly look upon thee, and consider thee, saying, Is this the man that made the earth to tremble, that did shake kingdoms; That made the world as a wilderness, and destroyed the cities thereof; that opened not the house of his prisoners?

Ezekiel 28:6-19
Therefore thus saith the Lord God; Because thou hast set thine heart as the heart of God; Behold, therefore I will bring strangers upon thee, the terrible of the nations: and they shall draw their swords against the beauty of thy wisdom, and they shall defile thy brightness. They shall bring thee down to the pit, and thou shalt die the deaths of them that are slain in the midst of the seas. Wilt thou yet say before him that slayeth thee, I am God? but thou shalt be a man, and no God, in the hand of him that slayeth thee. Thou shalt die the deaths of the uncircumcised by the hand of strangers: for I have spoken it, saith the Lord God. Moreover the word of the Lord came unto me, saying, Son of man, take up a lamentation upon the king of Tyrus, and say unto him, Thus saith the Lord God; Thou sealest up the sum, full of wisdom, and perfect in beauty. Thou hast been in Eden the garden of God; every precious stone was thy covering, the sardius, topaz, and the diamond, the beryl, the onyx, and the jasper, the sapphire, the emerald, and the carbuncle, and gold: the workmanship of thy tabrets and of thy pipes was prepared in thee in the day that thou wast created. Thou art the anointed cherub that covereth; and I have set thee so: thou wast upon the holy mountain of God; thou hast walked up and down in the midst of the stones of fire. Thou wast perfect in thy ways from the day that thou wast created, till iniquity was found in thee. By the multitude of thy merchandise they have filled the midst of thee with violence, and thou hast sinned: therefore I will cast thee as profane out of the mountain of God: and I will destroy thee, O covering cherub, from the midst of the stones of fire. Thine heart was lifted up because of thy beauty, thou hast corrupted thy wisdom by reason of thy brightness: I will cast thee to the ground, I will lay thee before kings, that they may behold thee. Thou hast defiled thy sanctuaries by the multitude of thine iniquities, by the iniquity of thy traffick; therefore will I bring forth a fire from the midst of thee, it shall devour thee, and I will bring thee to ashes upon the earth in the sight of all them that behold thee. All they that know thee among the people shall be astonished at thee: thou shalt be a terror, and never shalt thou be any more.

Jude 1:9
Yet Michael the archangel, when contending with the devil he disputed about the body of Moses, durst not bring against him a railing accusation, but said, The Lord rebuke thee

---This Bitter Pill Lyrics
Walking away, it's not the same as running
Is it to you now that you've run this in the ground?
And you say, "Take this, this medicine is just what you deserve"
Swallow, choke, and die

And this bitter pill is leaving you with such an angry mouth
One that's void of all discretion such an awful tearing sound
With it's measure only equal by the power of my stare
Glaring over you and over you
This feeling of despair is never wearing out

It's wearing off and it's leaving you with such a heavy heart
And a head to match the bottle is waiting
The cap is twisted begging to be used and so are you

And this bitter pill is leaving you with such an angry mouth
One that's void of all discretion such an awful tearing sound
With it's measure only equal by the power of my stare
Glaring over you and over you this feeling of despair is never wearing out
Wearing out, wearing out, wearing out, wearing out, wearing out

Quran, 3:45-47

AAAyooooooo!!! So party peoples, tha otha nite I was doing my thang right? I was dancing, diddy bopping to Blank Space, nahm saying…..having a ball!!!! All of a sudden, the Syrian Christians martyred by ISIS appeared to me….figuratively speaking….and they implored me to honor them on my blog!!!

So I was like….yooooo dudes, I would, but I uh….I be busy you see? And they was like….”Dawg, Taylor Swift is busy.”  A LITTLE UNNERVED, I SIGHED…..”OKAY GUYS….LETS DO IT!!!!, I ALREADY DONE WROTE ABOUT ISIS BEFORE, BUT….LIKE DMX AND JADAKISS SAID……HERE WE GO AGAIN!!!! HERE WE GO AGAIN!!!!!”

http://youtu.be/mLRDE4l4huc

(Quran, 3:45-47) says that Jesus is of the righteous….so why would you murder His followers? Wouldn’t it follow that they are righteous too? We just want peace ISIS, not murder…..

Come on bros....I gotta stick up for mine, you understand. May Allah bless the RIGHTEOUS Christian martyrs you have slain.


Remember) when the angels said, “O Mary, God gives you good news of a word from Him (God), whose name is the Messiah Jesus, son of Mary, revered in this world and the Hereafter, and one of those brought near (to God).  He will speak to the people from his cradle and as a man, and he is of the righteous.” She said, “My Lord, how can I have a child when no mortal has touched me?” He said, “So (it will be).  God creates what He wills.  If He decrees a thing, He says to it only, ‘Be!’ and it is.” Quran, 3:45-47