The Struggle Is Real
By LeVara Cox
I’m just speaking in general
What goes on
Inside the mind of a criminal,
Read between the lines
Our reality is subliminal,
See I was abandoned as a child
Thrown to the wolves
And left to run wild,
My childhood was full of tears
I seldom smiled,
I made it through the struggle
Now I’m new found and proud,
But in retrospect
I could never spread my wings
Something inside of me was broken,
I couldn’t shake this feeling
Of self-neglect,
I mean something in my soul
Was at a disconnect,
I had to stop blaming other people
And give myself a reality check,
There were a lot of things
I had to get off my chest,
In the back of my mind, I wanted peace
Trying to relieve myself of stress,
The questions
I ask myself were complex
I couldn’t figure out what to do next,
Have you ever searched for something
That you didn’t know?
Have you ever looked for answers
And didn’t now which way to go?
Have you ever realized that you didn’t know
What you didn’t now?
A wise man once said does a firm belief
In a thing make it so?
Have you ever tried to make yourself grow?
Have you ever had to learn the hard way
How to go with the flow?
Have you ever been lonely or forgotten,
Lived in a world that was not only cold but also rotten?
Sometimes you’re either predator or prey
Have you ever been in a situation where
You didn’t know if you would eat that day
So again I say
The struggle is real
Infatuation
By LeVara Cox
The sound of your voice
Is like a beautiful song,
The thought of you
Races through my mind all day long,
The essences of your spirit
Are sweet as a symphony,
I’ve discovered love as
Your true identity,
The day our souls met
We at once became friendly,
You are my delicate flower
That I caress so gently,
The rhythm of your walk
Insinuates serenity,
Your love is measured on
The scale of infinity
The Wolf in Sheep Clothes
By LeVara Cox
Here we are in 90-degree weather but you need tissue for your nose.
Was it all a scheme just to get rich quick.
I’m starting to realize there’s a devil in the pulpit.
Blessed and highly favored I suppose
“Well I can keep it all for myself because
Nobody knows $$$” HAAAH!!!!!!
The wolf in sheep’s clothes what’s done in the dark will come to the light, when we find out you’ve been putting that white substance up your nose.
Mismanaging funds somebody saw where you were last Tuesday at the club throwing them ones.
Ain’t no shame in your game only in it for the money and the fame, in fact that’s the only reason you got ordained.
You sneekin’ and geekin’ cross dressing and finessing.
Sooner or later you’ll learn the hard way but it will be a worthwhile lesson.
Too many skeletons in your closet, it’s too painful to make a confession.
Attracted not to the opposite sex with all your desires and obsessions.
Can’t even preach the word you so caught up in your transgressions.
The wolf in sheep clothes. The wolf in sheep clothes.
You can run but you can’t hide because the truth has been exposed.
Transformation (I wrote this poem in ten minutes right off the top of my head.)
By LeVara Cox
As the wind blows
And the leaves roll
The raindrops
Turn from sleet to snow
Mother Nature’s continuation
As the season changes
From hot to cold,
And furthermore
Within the blink of an eye
The beautiful sun hits my flesh
While it slowly moves west
It begins to set
Through the quietness of the night
I ease and unwind
And begin to rest
Change is constant
It’s inevitable
I dwell in the eternal now
I begin to go
Into the screen of my mind
The light is green, there is no blockage
I pick up my pen as the river continues to flow
The narrative of this story is never ending,
And furthermore
As the waves wash the shore
They go back
And come forth
Tender Love and Care
By LeVara Cox
In my mind
I can see her
And my soul can feel her
I need a woman’s touch
Her tender love and care
Just a little bit
Not too much
And maybe
I won’t be so uptight
And maybe
I won’t fuss
If I could take her hand
And maybe
We could slow dance
We don’t have to rush
Is this what true love feels like
Because I know it’s not lust
And if I could take my time
And get to know you then maybe
I could earn your trust
From the very first time
I made you laugh
You lit up my heart
When I made you blush
And if you could be my lady
There’s no more you and me
Because it will be us
Real Faith Doesn’t Waver
By LeVara Cox
According to your faith the Lord will show you favor
You have to be dogmatic in your walk,
Worshiping the Lord is much more than just going to service on Sunday and listening to the preacher talk,
Faith without works is dead, break the daily habit of putting down your Bible and forgetting what you read,
Christ was sacrificed on the cross where he hung and bled
And you have the audacity every morning to roll out of bed
Without saying thank you heavenly Father give us this day our daily bread,
But what you’re really saying is give me this death for my ignorance instead,
Have you ever repented, asked for forgiveness
We should be more Christ-like as far as being about our Father’s business,
The most famous punchline when the scripture has been revealed is, “Can I get a witness?”
My faith is a reflection of my spiritual fitness,
The apostle Paul said, “Be strong in the Lord and in the power of his might”
Those of us who are anointed led by example
We walk by faith and not by sight
Guided Out of My Transgressions
By LeVara Cox
My walk with God I was destined.
Perseverance is my testing
In every lesson there is a blessing
I read the Word it’s my obsession
I eat my fruit it’s my possession
What’s my faith that is no question
I choose to live righteous
I won’t live in sin
Me and God Walk this path
I won’t depend on men
From the time I prayed for wisdom
I was delivered then
It’s not me writing this poem
God’s moving this pen.
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