History, Trickery, Tock!

History, Trickery, Tock! 

How much pain and shame must man endure?
How many must perish before we find the cure?
How many beautiful spirits must fill the sky?
How many of God gifts must violently die?
I know not the answer to any of these questions
Why death and pain comes in such huge portions
Or why a nation of men would turn on their brother
Or a husband and wife would turn on one another
Or a son looks at dad with eyes so sad
And turns his face from God because he's discussed and mad
All I know is I have hope and pray for a better day
When this world will change and again walk God's way
Though it hurts when we fall, we must keep reaching
For through all our mistakes He's never stopped teaching
For the world we live in started with just one
And each one of us can change it before we're done
For all of our time was created on God's clock
So we mustn't fall prey to Satan’s history, trickery, tock.

©2013 Thomas L. White III (D-Soul)

Stars Cry

When I wake in the morning with tears in my eyes
I know the stars cry
When I think of how an eagle flies through the sky
I know the stars cry
When I feel the struggles and pain from the start
I know the stars cry
When I think of the love that's locked in our hearts
I know the stars cry
For the stars are the angels watching over us
Crying to protect our spirits from the ever rising dust
Cleansing our soul, of the old for new growth
Oh yes stars cry, believe me... the stars cry...
And if they should ever stop, life will cease to be
The life that God the Father meant for it to be
So yes go ahead cry my stars, for one day soon we'll all be free
And I open my heart to your tears for I know you cry for me...♥

©2013 Thomas L. White III (D-Soul-1)

The Infrastructure

The infrastructure of man is so complex that he's for sure to get lost in his own mind without the navigation of GOD!
©2013 Thomas L. White III

My picture is clear”

To know real beauty is too see in her eyes when my eyes are closed,
Much to the imagination I would suppose.
Yet so real it is from my internal point of view
That the closure of my eyes is where this remains all true
...

I see her essence from the beginning, from the very start
From my rib, to her formation to the placement of her special heart
I see a light when she appears, because of her special glow
I watch her fly through the sky resting only atop the rainbow
If only she could see herself through the windows to my soul
If only she would just be her true self for this world to behold.

©2012 Thomas L. White III
 

All I ask

With tears of sincerity I ask the Lord to step in
To stay by my side and protect me from all sin
To help me to rise whenever I might slip
To keep my mind focused on life’s amazing trip
Lord; help me to stay calm when others are mad
Help me lift their spirits when they’re feeling sad
Lord bless me with the strength to carry the load
So that I may walk one day on your Golden road!

©2012 Thomas L. White III
 

“Sweet land of liberty”

 

America, America land of the brave, home of the free
Always good at camouflaging things it doesn’t want the world to see.
But most times we’re so arrogant that we won’t even try to hide it
Never changing that old attitude is what’s keeping this country divided.
Oh…we’re always one when it’s time to flex and go off to war
When it’s time to protect the rich whose intent is to never let the poor in their door.
We’re what's called a “best interest” country and have been all along
Always ready to turn our back or go on the attack if others aren’t singing our song.
We can’t move forward, because “Jimmy the Crow” keeps trying to take us back
Won’t pass common sense policies just because the elected President is black
Talking about democrats and republicans and which will move the country ahead
But for some the real agenda is to only keep the wealthy in the black
While the rest of this beautiful country sinks further financially into the red.
Maybe we should look at our flag, maybe add more colors to the red, white, and blue
Maybe then it would represent us all, and not just a damn chosen few!

©2012 Thomas L. White III

 

What's a Queen to do? (Excerpt)

Every woman is a Queen if only she would believe

And trust in the father God, for He will never ever deceive

He placed you on earth’s garden, as its most beautiful flower

For His sons to love and respect every day, second, minute, and hour

Name me a great man, whom didn’t come from you

Name me a rough time when you weren’t there pushing nations through

How amazing is it that you were created from the rib of me

Yet I must come through your womb in this world in order to be free

For a man there’s ... 
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©2012 Thomas L. White III

Wrong Opponent

     I awoke this morning with a clear understanding that the battle we deal with is not between the physical flesh and the spirit at all as I had previously thought.  For the physical is weak and is nothing without the spirit to drive it.

     We have only one body but just like a house with many members, many spirits enter and exit that one physical dwelling. Our bodies are merely the house or personal arena for which the battles of the “spirits” inside are held.  What tends to show itself to the world is just the manifestation of which spirit is winning at a given time.

     We give our physical bodies too much credit! They are simply no match for the spirits. Our bodies don’t react to the spirit, it reacts because of the spirit, and generally speaking “spirits good or bad are always willing”, it’s no wonder the flesh is usually a mess.

     Just like soldiers on the battlefield, casualties of war, we become sacrificial pawns in the battle for what the spirits are fighting for….OUR SOULS   

©2012 Thomas L. White III

Double Joker Poker

If a man leaves a Queen that treats him as her King
for a woman that treats him as just another Jack.
He should never be surprised if the hand he's dealt
ends up consisting of just...two Jokers!

 

©2012 Thomas L. White III

Blue Beauty

 

Who brings beauty like this on a daily basis

To lift our spirit and take us places

Where we can fly far beyond

To clear our minds and talk with His son
A place where love is all around

And nowhere can you fly that it can’t be found

We may wonder about His name, yet that’s not odd

 

He says; I am that I am, but just call me God

©2012 Thomas L. White III

The Pill (Excerpt)

We all know that we’re in the era of pharmaceutical giants, a time when one pill can fix a problem, but creates ten more.   I just saw a commercial on Viagra, the blue pill, the matrix; the men’s get right for the woman’s delight or whatever it is that they’re being called today.

I thought it was funny as a fool thinking they can actually get ice water in hell to cool off. Think about this; Viagra side effects; heartache, headache, upset stomach, low blood pressure, loss of sight, and loss of hearing ( and women wonder why the man doesn’t want to be bothered after they are finished in bed. Answer is simple; after y’all finish in bed he’s having a bad ass day!!).

It also tells me that some men ....

©2012 Thomas L. White III

Watch your Mouth

 

 

The Thoughts we swallow are always free, it’s the words we vomit up that cost.

Playing “if it works for me” with Gods commands is the main reason so many of us are lost.

I walk in pollution everyday seems wherever I look it’s in plain view

Though I can’t always stop the dirt from penetrating my mind

I don’t have to ever speak it over to you.

See the test we take doesn’t even begin until something enters our hearts

And the heart can clean what exits the mouth for that’s where the pollution starts.

©2012 Thomas L. White III

Do your part

 

  

We expect so much from our God

And so much has He given!

He’s given us life, love, the stars above,

Woman and Man, oceans and the land

Family and friend, His word to counter all sin

His promise that He’s with us from beginning to end

Yet to get back to God we must understand

Satan always says you can’t, God always says you can!

So we have to do our part for God to do His part

Yesterday is now history, but today is a new start!

©2012 Thomas L. White III

For Love

If I have a chance to hold you again

I would open my heart and let you walk right in

I would hold you as close as petals on a rose

As we walk through the breeze as the soft wind flows

I would gaze deep in your eyes to see reflect ions at night

Of the stars in the sky and the moon so bright

I would stand by your side, and protect you from harm

Shower you with my love just to dry you off with my charm

I would never be too far away for you reach out and touch

I’ll love you forever and always ‘because you mean just that much

I would pray to God faithfully to keep things right

In the name of His Son ask that He keeps us in His light

And if all that didn’t work I would ask in the end

That He blesses us with more wisdom so we can try it again

And when God decides if time for my very last breathe

I’ll pray from my heart He gives it to you for it’s all I’ll have left…

©2012 Thomas L. White III

One more chance

How many times have we asked God for one more chance?

Better yet how many times has He granted our request?

How many times have we slipped after we’ve sworn to Him?

If given just one more chance we would give him our best.

How many times have we tripped and fail

And only He stopped us from hitting the ground

Looked for so called loved ones, but it was only He that could be found.

How many times has the road looked so dark?

That we just wanted to lie down and never get up

Only to awake to the sunshine and a blessing He’s poured into our cup.

How many times have we done something we knew was wrong?

And smiled outside though inside we felt so very alone

Then Cried tears for forgiveness and one more chance once everyone was gone

Enough that when that day comes that our chances are no more

That we have a chance to enter His kingdom once God opens up Heaven doors

©2012 Thomas L. White III

He's alway's on time

I woke up early this morning,
Mind wasn't where it should be
Spirit and flesh seem to be in battle,
To conquer the naked soul of me

My flesh was feeling antsy,
My physical had 'bout gave in
Then the spirit of a friend delivered a message from above
Saying; no way will I let your flesh win

So I had a deep conversation,
Dropped to my knees to pray
And a sweet voice of reason said; don't be too hard on yourself
Thomas, Rome wasn't built in a day

I had to search for some confirmation,
Felt like I was chasing waterfalls
For a man without self-control in life, is like a city broken into
And left without walls (Proverbs 25:28)

©2012 Thomas L. White III

Motown

Motown was our baby and as babies do they grow up and move on, but man did it take the wind out of a lot of our sails as children. All of us children just took it for granted that we would get our chance to walk through those blue doors as so many around the world did. But...

for us young talented Detroiters, we just knew it because we lived right there with it. We ate it, slept it, talked it and God Knows we played it. Their departure left a void in the city that to this day has never quite been filled, but it's still our baby...4-EVER MOTOWN!

©2012 Thomas L. White III

A simple man (Excerpt)

Why is it that mankind seems to love complexity when in fact Gods’ word is foundational and fundamental? Has He not shown us that building a house on solid rock is more valuable than building on the sandy beach?  Yet we continue to build on the beach paying so much more just to view the waves that are sure to come and collapse the house.

 Has He not shown us numerous times throughout history that buildings reaching high into the sky will never take us as high as the smallest bird can fly? Yet we pay so much more to live high off the ground just to get a higher view of those on the ground when we’re looking down.

Has He not shown us ..

©2012 Thomas L. White III

Nothing but the truth

The most selfish act of any husband and wife is depriving their child of a decent life.
Without nurturing the seed of that gift of life, they've cut the root of the flower with a knife.
Now the child runs wild, void of direction, becoming what society calls a diseased infection.
We as a people must cultivate our garden, and stop our hearts from being hardened.

For when you turn your back on a little child, they generally won't see forgiveness
Only handcuffs and court rooms with a judge, a prosecutor and the witness
Against your own sons and daughters, now that itself  should be quite scary
But in this land of the free, home of the brave diseases are removed by any means necessary!

Let's pray this premonition doesn't happen, we've got our warnings in advance
Look at the prisons and grave yards filled with our children; do you think this is just by chance?
Not according to William Lynch, the sadistic white slave owner in the year 1712
That promised his approach wouldn never fail in making the black mans life a living hell.

Divide us up with distrust, envy, and fear. The same shit we use on each other to this very year.
How else could the descendants of "Kings and Pharaohs" become so psychologically dependent?
Killing their own over colored rags and gang tags cause they somehow feel mentally offended.

Now surely you all can understand this "you all" meaning the well educated
The few that sits up high on the hill, whose memories of the hard times have faded
Or even the ones who watch our kids kill for something they don't own only rent
On their way to a prison cell or even worst, where the rest of their lives will be spent

Just another black man without a profession, no worthy occupation, and no forward direction
Dependent on a society that never gave a damn about his face or his race
Only the success of  the William Lynch scam.

©2012 Thomas L. White III

A Woman’s worth

What's a woman worth? Everything on this earth

Goddess by her nature, mother of all new birth

Created from a man, yes that was Gods' plan

For through her womb have flowed all nations

That covers this beautiful land.

©2012 Thomas L. White III