incarceration

Grant Me This Boon, New Year…

Welcome, New Year…
all filled with joy and cheer.
Blessed be, all whatever you believe.
What you sought in the season, will soon be received.
Every resolution made, becoming solid ties;
instead of false promises, excuses or lies.
Let us refrain from correcting others, lest we stand corrected.
Embrace love, leaving hatred and bias dejected.
Making all lives count, remember, black lives matter.
Do away with prejudice, racism shattered.
Come together as the human race;
judge all by character, not by the color of ones face.
Me personally, I pray to walk out from these obstructive doors;
so I may be able to live and travel like Dora the Explorer.
Last, I sue for perennial peace, praying that America will
leave and stay out of the Middle East.
Oh, and I pray our new President will start to act like he has some sense.
With that being said, let the New Year commence!

~ DeVyne Tha Messenjah

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My Cry For Mama…

People say that we can never live forever, but forever I will hold you.
Deep within my soul, wish I was there to console you.
My heart sheds many tears and many wounds still remain,
but I understand that God had to steal you from your pain.
Will things ever be the same, without your laughter and your wit?
I bet you’re talking Prince’s ear off, probably giving him a fit.
You were a force to be reckoned with, that we can admit.
But your company was grand, for many hours we could sit.
Ups and downs we experienced and hard roads we traversed.
But I already miss you yelling, “Get my make-up bag out of my purse”.
Strong willed and strong minded, pure power in your essence.
Now I long for the chance to spend an hour in your presence.
But your life is not yet over; it’s time for you to get your wings,
then fly as high as they will take you and let the heavens sing.
Yes, I’m going to miss you mama, that’s a fact that can’t be missed.
But I know God called you home, because you’re the next angel on His list…

~ Jah Soul

Do You Know?

Do you know why this monster lives inside of me?
Why the heathens and the thugs show love and confide in me?
Do you know about the demons that I have evicted from my soul?
Why my heart was frozen cold since I was 12 years old?
Do you know the lies that I faced, how my mom despised my own face,
do you think you can keep pace if my past was retraced?
Do you know why I’m shy, why I’m cool being a loner?
Why I climbed trees to find peace and became a pill-head and a stoner?
Do you see me in my entirety or only pieces of the puzzle?
Do you see why God is the fountain I continuously try to guzzle?
Do you know how I was created and why I really became a beast?
Why I screamed “Fuck the world!” and on friends and enemies I would feast?
Do you know about my struggle, what I fought to overcome?
How I stood and faced the devil and chose not to run?
Do you know the man you married, can you see my hurt and pain?
Or do you only see the sunshine and choose to ignore the rain?
Do you know about all what makes me who I am?
Do you realize the roads I traveled, learning to become a man.
Facing myself in the mirror, for once I am loving who I really am…

~ Jah Soul

If I Died Tonight

If I died tonight, I wonder if I will have fought hard enough
to implement the Truth; that God is part of us.
Can I truly say I gave it everything I had
and I stood on my square through the good and the bad.
If I died tonight, I wonder would you really miss me?
Walk by my wooden casket, drop a tear as you kiss me?
Did I touch your life or was I just a memory.
Spoke to you loud and clear but I wonder, are you really hearing me?
If I died tonight, would the lessons I was giving
continue on like I was still living?
Would you see the wisdom I was trying to interject?
We can change this world, through our love and intellect.
If I died tonight, would you carry on this torch
or would you leave it on the ground from the fear of being scorched?
If I left this earth, know that I tried to do my best
never had intentions of leaving this world a mess.
Just sitting here wondering if I ever will pass Gods test…

~ Jah Soul

Intervention Divine

It’s never a delight.
Dressed in white, day and night.
Draining my fire, extinguishing my desire, dragging me down to expire.
In a cesspool of spite with a barrel of strife never imagined so morose a life.
My day begun before the rising of the sun, sorrowful plenty, joy…none.
How can I take so much heartache, as I sleep or lay awake.
Stalked by my death, his minions death.
Squeezing my lungs, taking my breath…
Until I hear a voice, feel a powerful source saying “stay on course”.
Know I am there, no matter what you bear.
When you think no one else does, I will always care…

~ DeVyne tha Messenjah

At Last

It seems a lifetime…
I’ve waited; hoping, dying, climbing mountains, scheming, praying and more.
Just to have you.
I have pined, cried, ached and dreamed; fearing the silence and darkness.
Ceasing to never forget about this day.
Longing, wishing, always thinking, not knowing, overwhelmed with anguish
and gentle pain…
Now you are here, at last you have come.
After waiting all these years, vision of my heart and dreams.
Welcome Sweetheart! Welcome my love! Welcome at last!
Freedom…

– Thomas D. Payne

Phase 2

God-body
So it ain’t no swine in the serving line
Eatin’ knowledge 360 when it’s dinner time
Full Circle; ignorance can hurt you
You’ll shine in due time, Prince
Patience is a virtue; moving too fast
You’ll stumble and fall over
No inebriation; we’re pure and all sober
Designated driver; just ride and I’ll chauffeur
Wanna find your way; just say it and I will show ya
Generation X; we’re the next Malcolm Little
Droppin’ breadcrumbs; gotta figure out the riddles
Alpha and Omega
If you’re somewhere in the middle; you need to grab a throne
Go on and listen to this spittle
The new hue-man; on our square is where we stand now
Used to doubt our strength; realizing that we can stand proud
Used to hurt our brotha’s; but we’re reaching out our hand now
Head was in the clouds; but it’s time for us to land now…

– Jah Soul

Konscious Thoughts

I want to share this quote with the masses. “You have to become that which you are not before you can become that which you are”. Now at first glance, you might be thinking, “what?” so allow me to expound on it a little.
How would you know tall if there was no short? How would you know hot if there was no cold? How would you know if you were a bad or good person if you never encountered a bad person?
In my younger days, I was not the man I am now. I had a temper, was unfaithful to women and had no regard for my life. But, as I got fired from jobs because of my temper, losing and hurting good women that I dated and putting myself in situations that could’ve cost me my life, allowed me the opportunity to be the man that I am now. These past situations, along with my incarceration caused me to decide that I no longer wanted to be the man I was before. I know what’s on the other side of the fence and what comes with it. I made the choice not to experience that nonsense anymore. I now choose peace instead of chaos, love instead of hate and to seek knowledge and wisdom instead of ignorance and foolishness. I also appreciate these things more because I know and understand the pain and tribulation that comes with its counterparts.
So, do not beat yourself up when you find yourself wearing those layers of cloth that were not cut from conscious fabric. Acknowledge them, realize them and decide if they are conducive with the image of who you really want to be as a person. If it is not, change them immediately so that you may become that of which you are; Konscious…

– Jah Soul

Soul Cry

I can’t see it coming down my eyes, so I gotta let my soul cry.
Been accused of so many lies, but I refuse to let my soul die.
So I press on. Even when I trip, I don’t stress long.
Hard-headed brotha, head harder than your chest bone.
Refuse to give in, can’t lose; gotta win.
But they tell me that’s a sin.
Forgive me Lord, I’m going in.
I can’t see it coming down my eyes,
so my pen drops tears every time this ink smears
across my note pad, filled up with sad quips.
Made this paper talk to you like it really had lips.
Nobody knows how this pain flows
through my blood stream, give me some damn morphine.
This is what my blood screams.
I couldn’t see it coming down my eyes
so I cried in my sleep as I let my soul weep…

– Jah Soul