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I wrote this poem after watching the movie ‘Red Tails’ which is about the Tuskegee Airman, a group of African American Fighter Pilots who flew during World War Two; the film inspired me to write this poem. I truly hope I’ve done their legacy justice. This is…

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We Fight… We Fight… We Fight…
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

From the moment the engine cranks, to the taxi onto the runway, they we’re faced with the challenge of succeeding in a world designed for them to fail.

From the moment that first mighty breeze lifted their wings into the atmosphere of uncertainty: to the time they flew in the face of discrimination, disrespect, & segregation.

From the moment of calm before the first shots are fired, to the pounding of the heart when they recorded their first kills; They fought… They fought… They fought….

They fought for respect, they fought for love, they fought for their families & friendships: but most of all they fought for their Country…
…They fought for us.

“From the last plane, to the last bullet, to the last man, WE FIGHT, we fight! WE FIGHT we fight! WE FIGHT!”

The Martyr Chronicles PT 1: Martyr- 1. a person who willingly suffers death rather than renounce his or her religion. I wrote these short storied poems which where inspired by true events of Christians being persecuted for what they believe in, some even to the point of death. I wanted to raise awareness of the fact that there are still parts of the world where what you believe may cost you your life. This is…

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‘The Trial’
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

I heard “Send him in” then two men grabbed me by my bonds; they blind folded my eye’s, punched me in the jaw then said ,”prophecy”! then another swing landed on my ribs, then a shout came from one of the guardsmen, “prophecy who hit you”!

“ENOUGH”, The Judge commanded,” let’s see if he can justify himself”; a small under-breath chuckle came from the judges mouth as he awaited my response.

“SPEAK your last words you “God fearing” traitor to the system”-
“have you no defense for your actions”?

I respond in kind, each word of faith defying the order of the blind. My voice chimed this rhyme…,

“Lord I thank & I praise you for saving me, from the deceptions of sin that made me an enemy, & by the commandments that you spoke sin took occasion: but by the foolishness of preaching your know defacing those lie’s, knocking the scales from my eye’s & opening my ears so I can hear the call too the Elect gathering together your selected few, from the foundations of the World that you for knew to be found in the body of Christ predestined to walk in eternal life; ceasing from strife & envy defiling acts that sin breeds; now I walk in the spirit that God breathed upon me; a Minister of flaming fire is what I’ve been called to be testifying about the Lords glory, telling the world that Gods real, not some man made story; so repent from unrighteousness before Hell is where your sent listing to the doctrine of the vail that was ripped”….

“SILENCE HIM”, the Judge roars. Then came another blow to the cheek which mercifully put me to sleep….

A moment shared between Father & Son. This is…

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My Son…
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

My Son lay’s his head on my chest; the rhythm of my heart beat soothes him, the timing of my breath moves him to rest. I look at the spitting image of me right before my eye’s; it’s amazing to realize how beautiful this gift is, so peaceful as he insists on using me for a pillow. I look over his features discerning which ones belong to me. I thank God for his spirit, his attitude paints a perfect picture of me at his age, my parents take pleasure when they see me chasing My Son around, they say paybacks a mother isn’t it, I just laugh & frown as I continue to chase him around: But in this moment all is at peace & a Fathers heart is full of joy looking down at my slumbering little boy. My Son, my tiny little man, lay still & dream safely in Daddy’s hands….

I only pose one question to you: What will you do with the time you’ve been given? This is…

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Time Calls…
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

In life times burdens pass weights off on shoulders as fragile as glass, yet strong enough to carry the load, pushin pass the temptations to fold; felling the chill of time, winters wind blows cold, unforgiving pressures pull at my strength until I obtain an attitude that won’t quit. Time squeezes out every ounce of patients, like grapes in a winepress, feeling expectations stress: but knowing time has a great reward in store. I press through the unrest to stretch into the age that is timeless, mind less involved with Failures’ comforts, realizing discomfort comes when I begin to believe; believing that the dreams I chase are worth capturing. Factoring in time, like each word is formed into rhyme, I consider my actions. LORD teach me to number my days, I can’t spend times value away. I await the call from Time telling me to coruem daou before the sand behind the glass fades away; so I say “to Hell with all my doubts & the fears that breed them”, My time is spent capturing my dreams, even if you don’t believe in them….

To simply put it this is a prayer of desperation

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Desperation
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

I proceed to the throne, every weight I bare has the stench of ” alone “; I boldly come with my situations laying my burdens down, asking if you would lift my cares hearing my cries of despair. My heart bleeds as my soul pleads for your strength- I’ve come to the end of myself having done all I could do, God I need you! Bring me through, remember your Son when I call please don’t let me fall; lift me up all I need from you is one touch, one taste of your grace, just one word to erase and replace all doubt. I lay abased in humility hungry to be in your presence, your loving comfort thrusts me into complete reverence. I need you O’ God. I am desperate for you; activate the hope that lies with-in. One word of faith is all it will take to… change my life….

This is another poem from my brilliant daughter who seems to be fallowing in her dads footsteps. This is…

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WHAT IS JAZZ?
by Elena Taylor

What is jazz?
Jazz is smooth
Jazz is calm
Jazz is something that has been around sense I was young
Jazz is truth
Jazz is the onething that can people can say is”flows with the grace of god”
Jazz is flowing through our life like a river that last
Jazz is important to me because it’s not like music these days.
Music these days all they talk about is losing someone and fornication. But jazz has deeper meaning to a life period
Jazz is nothing else but jazz.

In the midst of a righteous heart burns a most intense passion fueled by an unchained desire; This is…

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An Authentic Desire
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

I want to be in the place where peace dwells where the fruit of imputed righteousness avails where the power of God prevails where I can see beyond my circumstance beyond my feelings beyond my own reasonings this is my desire to walk with a heart of holy flame pumping the blood of an overcome through my veins I want to will to do the will of my master a servant executing the desire of my Father a Son raised in truth dedicated to spread the word that I heard with signs & wonders trailing behind the light & power of the divine….

The Twelve Roses of tragedy is a poem I wrote after being inspired by the heart wrenching film ‘For Colored Girls’; the drama, raw emotion, & poetry in that film stirred up my creative juices moving me to write something that captured that same raw emotional essence, this is the result. This poem is meant for mature readers only. If you are easily offended by shrewd language & content you might want to skip this post. This is raw and uncut; you’ve been warned. If you like it please leave me a comment too let me know what you thought thank you for reading. This is…

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The Twelve Roses of Tragedy
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

I see you Sista, red eyed, eye’s full of tears & sorrow.

I hear your despair as you tell your story.

“This nigga had the audacity, after all that BULLSHIT, to send some damn roses”, she said as she gazed at the roses in disgust, Her thoughts running in a chaotic fuss. She mulled over the representation of each one.

I suppose the first represents how I got swindled by his charismatic penis; seduced into giving up the gift I had preserved for my honeymoon.

The second rose must be for the time, after the tenth time, when I found out He was ten years married…

That BASTARD!

The third one must be the barer of his apologies; His, “I’m sorry baby”; His, “I’ll leave her next month baby”, and don’t let me forget this classic, “just be patient baby this is hard for me”,

NERGO PLEASE…

I’ll never forget the way I fell to my knees when you said, “I’m sorry baby but that’s not my baby”….

The fourth has too be for when I took him back after he said to me, “Baby please, my wife just left me after She found out about our two year old son”

– “Man I must have wanted some bbbaaaddd to have taken his dumb-ass back.”

The Fifth one is kinda for the time you slapped me sooo hard I went blind for 12 seconds- right…?

Thats all I can remember…?!

Damn….

Six…

hmmm…

OH YEAH I know.

Six must be for after that day when my cousins found you & them size twelves pounded you; settling the score when they nearly drowned you…,

you dirty prick!

Seven must be for Deven- the only man who made me believe there is a God in Heaven; He made me believe that good men DO exist.

Eight… Eight is for the eighty eight tears I shed in the E.R. waiting room, while the Doctors tried to sow up Devens exit wounds left by your bullets.

YOU MURDER!!!

Nine is for the nine months Deven & I had before you ended our time, I can still see the muzzle flashes left by your nine…

I hope you rot in Hell!

I’m glad you got life with no hope for parol. Now it’s time for the healing of my soul.

Ten simply represents the end of this vicious cycle.

Well on too Eleven..,

Eleven has gotta be for the eleven days you have left before they threw the switch;

You gasped your last breath-

I hope you see me starring at you smiling on the other side of this glass.

Twelve roses where waiting for me when I returned home that day.

1st I was stuck, frozen, when I read your last apologetic token.

It read, “I’m so sorry for the pain I’ve caused you. I’m so sorry for the hurt & the loss you must’ve felt or may be still feeling. This is my last request, Please forgive me for what I’ve done & please tell our son-

“blah blah blah”….

I saw you Sista, red eyed, tears full of sorrow; I saw your despair. I heard the vexation of your soul when you said,

“I can’t believe he had the audacity to send me some damn roses”…

“Ain’t that some shit”….

Dream- a succession of images, thoughts, or emotions passing through the mind during sleep. This is…

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Dream Walker
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

Here comes the resolution to the pains & sufferings that disillusioned my vision of pursuing my dreams, my station in creation, my place to which I’ve been created to apprehend; so why pretend? That my fate is dictated by my past coming to grips with my true self at last, recognizing my wealth lies with-in; in-depth I found the substance of Me in-grafted in the trinity, Holy I must be having exorcised the demons in memory. With an uplifted consciousness I walk in the realm where spirits abide. There’s no-longer a gap between the seen & unseen. I taste my reality in every dream. Scenes I’ve expected to see pour out from my faith bank treasury. I’ve been selected to be one who can transcend from the place of mere men. I stand regathered in mind & body: I stand whole from spirit to soul. Among the clouds I now stroll, ascending & descending Jacobs ladder a multidimensional traveler, taking tours through the mysteries that once intrigued me & as they unravel I find truth to be tangible in all his grandeur & luster. I stand in a cluster of like minded spirits bowed before the Ancient of Days as I await the refreshing flow of word’s anointed. Overflowing with expectation, overjoyed from revelation exposure being spiritually drunk but physically sober, I come to my senses in the presence of my one true witness. Then as he begins to speak to Me…
My eye’s open….

Feelings that flood, emotions that overflow, heaviness that weighed on the strength you carry just means you’ve been: Caught- (to overtake someone) by the beginning of the end of your storm; this is…

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Caught…
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor

Caught in a tear drop storm, time stands still granting a break from the norm; tears fall caught up in the course of it all, felling like I hit a wall, motivation hit a stall caught up in a tear drop water fall. Tear drops fall from a hopeless expression, red eyed & exhausted from the none stop. Expecting my change to come with the greeting of a new Sun. I look around surveying this frozen scene, so serene knowing my own pain, coveting solace from this troublesome tempest; I wish this storm could wash away the burdens these tears display. Caught in a tear drop storm awaiting the day Daybreaks, transforming this disturbance of tears into a calm so tranquil leaving me thankful to see the joyful ray’s of sun-shine letting me know that it’s my time….