A.L.B. for June 17, 2010

If it wasn’t for the blood

It’s blood in my eyes

Cause it’s blood in the street

It’s blood on the journey

Cause it’s blood at our feet

If it’s wasn’t for Christ, we’d all witness defeat

It’s blood in the harvest, it’s blood in the wheat

If it wasn’t for the blood, we’d all be the victim

Like a pitbull, the devil would say sic’ em

The devil would say get em

I got blood in my eyes so I can’t call it or pick em

6ft walker, Holy Spirit talker

I’ll never stop running, I’d rather be a stalker

For God I live, for God I die

Don’t worry forensics, I’ll be my own chalker

Outline,

bloodline,

Survivor? Destiny Child

In the storm flood find

The ground is saturated…call that a mud bind

Jesus has many times over rubbed that clay in my eyes

I’ve been blind!!!

If it wasn’t for the blood

What would be the outcome of this story?

I’d probably be on my way to hell

After my left at purgatory.

© 2010 M.A.B.

A.L.B. for June 8, 2010

Like a Dream

If it’s like a dream

We should all wake up

If it’s like a scream

We should speak and shake up

Well if we make up to break up

Then we need to take up to wake up

Jesus said take up your cross and follow me

Well we need to shake off the loss and allow HE

…into our dreams, into our visions

20/20 doesn’t exist without the word precision

3/5 didn’t exist until Christ asked the Father for provision

Feed 5000 sitting on the grass

Saving all souls…because He put himself last…

Paid the price…a hefty task

Hefty hmmm…time to throw out the trash

How can you expect God to find you

If you wear a mask

Seek and ye shall find

So don’t be scared to ask

Last bag…

How do you expect to move forward

If you keep living in the past!!!!?

©2010 M.A.B.

A.L.B. for June 7, 2010

Do I have anything in me?

Besides sin and iniquity

Praise and ability

Stillness and agility?

Jack in Batman

Wait till they get a load of me

No Joker…

The devil is not holdin me

I have chinks in my armor

All the while God is molding me

Clay pots

Hot rocks

Enslaved chains?

Broken locks

Do I have anything in me

Besides some good, some bad

Jagged edged… roads

Lined with thieves and Rahabs?

I’m pleading with the Father

Bless me with what the Prodigal son had

The world is ours…”New jack City”

The world is mine…a betrayer’s pity

A sinner’s penance

A sinner’s deliverance

Bought and sold for 30 talents

Proverbial fence

Wavering…keep your balance.

What’s in you…what’s in me?

Why gain the whole world and lose your integrity???

Mya…the best in me

…Please

The best in me…that’s what God sees!!!!

© 2010 M.A.B.

A.L.B. for June 3, 2010

If God don’t do nothing else

He’s already done enough for me

Done enough for my 7

Done enough for “B.G.”

Watched over my two

Keeps watched over the big three

Not Allen, Pierce and K.G.

I’m thinking, I have (3) Fish, Odom, 5 rings

And a black mamba… K.B.

I once was blind and now I see

God has done so much for me

Once was lost but now I’m found

For every earthly mountain there is solid ground

Enemies surround, enemies are profound

But like a college star

With God I’m pro-bound

K-solo spellbound

Got hearing ears… Well sound…

If God don’t do nothing else

He’s already done enough for me

But since life seems to always be rough for me

God will continue to call its bluff for me!!!!!

© 2010 M.A.B.

A.L.B. for May 25, 2010

 

 If I was to tell you a story

Or make up a lyric

It would be about the importance

Of listening to the spirit

Even in hard times

That come frequently

You can hear the spirit, if you change the frequency

Turn the knob, the dial, turn up the speakers

Be a finder, first be a seeker

Futile is the few child, that choose to be a world teaser

Futile is the few smiles that choose to be a world pleaser

If you read a book, from cover to cover, and never understood the plot

Would you be able to discern, that have’s from the have not’s?

The thou’s from the thou shalt not’s?

Who’s got what on who’s lot

Who’s here and who’s not

Ill gotten gain, stored in a fool’s pot

Equates to a sold out soul… golden rule forgot

I know that’s a mouthful…but my tool’s hot

If you see a wonder of the world

Would you wonder, or give credit where it’s due

Jesus is on the right hand

God…He sees us too

There is a saying that goes, to thine own self be true

So why worry about what others think

God is God for you

If I tell you a story, could you inspire your own ending?

If you come across 30 pieces of silver

Know that it’s not for spending!!!!!!

© 2010 M.A.B.

A.L.B. for May 21, 2010

My God bad, my God good

He does stuff, some haters with that they could

God sits high and looks low

You sit in boardrooms behind the close doe

Your ways are promiscuous, so I call you ho

You think you are running the point, controlin the flo

I’m with God, He saw the best in me,

You don’t even have to look

I suggest, you go read a bigger play book

You can’t define me, nor confine me

You can’t deny me, cause you don’t supply me

You can’t kill me cause you don’t instill me

You attack because you are fearful

I counter cause I’m fearless

Those who have ears let them hear

Haters are hearless

Attack mode Kobe and Mike, haters are airless

God loves, and cares

Beware haters are careless,

Stop giving quality energy to unqualified folk

Scambled eggs for breakfast…break those yolks

Haters steal oxygen

Lord, bind those who choke

Thou shalt not steal

Ever wonder why haters are broke???

© 2010 M.A.B.

A.L.B. for May 20, 2010

 “Back to the grill again”

It’s back to the hill again (calvary)

It’s back to the will again (God’s)

Back to the still again… (being)

Too much looking around, not enough seeing

Too much selfishness around …too much “me-ing”

No love touching…just a lot of fruitless feeling

…and groping and coping…

where’s the hoping?

Where’s the hope?

Too much negative talkers around

Where’s that soap

Bind the to and fro

Where’s that chain and rope?

That ball and chain

Through hail and rain

Through hell and pain

We must sustain

Keeping it simple and plain

We losing ground…that we must gain

We losing ground that we must obtain

We are living life promiscuously…

not even talking about sex

Yet we must abstain!!!!

Back to the grill again  

Be still again

His will again…

Bare that cross daily

Calvary hill again…you in???

© 2010 M.A.B.

A.L.B. for May 19, 2010

I have tears in my eyes

And blood in my viens

Struggle in my sights

When I think of what pains

I see God in the hills

And God in the valleys

Evil in the streets

And death in the alleys

If I close my eyes and pray

I see a little light shine

If I wonder about seasons

I ponder all the time

If it’s due, then I’m due

And that’s the bottom line

If I shall not want

Then, I’ll wait on God’s time

I see hurt in the news

I see colorless hues

I see ill time reports

Shot in black and blues

Where in the hell is all the shades of grey

Joy need not be stuck in the morning

Since God is all day…

Can you see what I see

If I tell you to take a look

Can you read what I read

Or you don’t have that book?

Knowledge is the key…to everything including power

Learn due season…without knowing the hour!!!!!

© 2010 M.A.B.

A.L.B. for May 18, 2010

Where’s my head today

Where’s my bread today

Where’s my body…

My Christ blood red today?

I’m scratching my head,

How am I being led today?

What’s my motivation?

Where is my salvation

That answer I know…

Belief and pronunciation

Don’t stop at Jude

Peep through the revelation

We are not of this world

And no not of the alienation.

V is for victory

And that’s not about points

It’s about the path, the glory,

And He who anoints

Where us my head today

Moving ahead today

Partin’ that red today

“Revelation separation”

Dedication to salvation!!!!

© 2010 M.A.B.

A.L.B. for May 11, 2010

What is a morning without joy coming

Why walk to Jesus, when you can be running

Don’t stop running since close to him is where we wanna be

Stand on faith, don’t fear not being able to see…

Nothing rhythmatic or shiny or rhymy

God is in front of me…satan get behind me

I’m not looking back like the lady with the plow

It’s my blessings, and I want them now.

Windows are open, so are doors

Real Christians keep both knees on the floors

Don’t claim religion, and suffer spiritual sores

Lions, and Tigers, and bears all roar

Eagles and doves, and sparrows all soar

Just like all of God’s children will inherit more.

It’s not about where you are in life

Or who’s there with you?

It’s about where you are going in life

And whose do you belong to.

Too many hands in the pot

Jesus said where two or three are gathered together

10,000 members? Recipe for stormy weather

Mixed participation like mixed precipitation…

Question …How do you divide 10% of salvation?

© 2010 M.A.B