SWIFT
by Edward (LIMITLESS) Taylor III
by Edward (LIMITLESS) Taylor III
By Edward (LIMITLESS) Taylor III
Black man Stand up
By Edward (Limitless) Taylor III
Black man stand up your woman needs you;
Stand up & take hold of your position rebuking division, inserting words of strength through loves incision.
Black Man stand up.
Stand up & be more than a long chained ape with a mouth full of gold fangs;
Stand up & be the healer of her scarred womb, speak life to her dreams buried in tomb;
Stand up & let your strength be recognized, let her see that your more than a tattooed, smooth talk in’ dog bark in’ mongrel of a mutt that likes to chase tale & fu…
…Fumble about;
Stand up & be about the Fathers business –
The business of being fathers raising sons that will reign as Kings, teaching daughters to be Queens;
Black Men stand up your women need you; let them know & remember who we are.
That we’re more the just dollar signs, tailored suits, flashy cars, & shiny rims,
We are Passion, power, devotion, loyalty: We are conquers of industry, rulers of our domain,
But for you our Queens & only you, at home we’ll be tender & tame,
Until it’s time to play your fantasy love game.
Black Men stand up! it is time.
Time to reclaim our minds, reconnect with our history, & stand as pillars spiritually;
I call to you my brothers!
I ask you where is your honor, where is your integrity, where is your pride?
Let the throbbing pain in your soul subside, allow your scares to heal in the ointment of forgiveness;
Regain your confidence –
Lift up your heads o ye gates!
Take your place amongst your families, take your positions next to your brides, & be found faithful.
Black men, all men, stand up for your seeds:
Stand up for the nurturer of your legacies;
I beseech you my brothers STAND.
Your woman needs you…
By Edward (LIMITLESS) Taylor III
By Edward (The limitless Poet) Taylor III
By Edward (The Limitless poet) Taylor III
Extraordinary Love
by Edward( The Limitless Poet) Taylor III
What shall separate me from the love of he who made me with such care & detail;
God included me in his glory trail, The train which fills his temple, this is the symbol of his love that floods my wanting soul;
HE has made me whole,
HE purified my lifeless soul,
It was & is your love that has joined me to thee;
What comes is the crowning of son, called up from servant hood, now throne seated placed to rule.
What SHALL separate me from his love? Nothing would, neither could, for he has joined himself to me,
For me to know of he who is the expression of Gods love… Extraordinary…
LOOKING TO THE HILL’S
by Edward (The Limitless poet) Taylor III
Looking to the hill’s from which cometh my help; I
find myself on bended knee seeking the LORDS mercy,
For I have perversely polluted my soul, with my heart full
of loneliness on the wrong path I strolled.
My vision clouded with pride-
The truth is hard to see when your looking through Pharisaical eyes.
Now I arise and speak wiping the tears off my cheek,
As I seek the LORD With fervent prayer the cords of sin that had me bound begin to tear,
I can hear the sound of walls crumbling
down around me,
my excuses turn into dust the LORD has
found me.
Looking to the hills from which cometh my
help… I FIND
…Myself…
TICKING AWAY
by Edward (the Limitless Poet) Taylor III
Time ticking away, bitterness pining at my day, exposing cracks of unresolved frustration & decay…
Time ticking away…
Eye’s bloodshot soaked with tears, glazed over with the cloak of depression;
If I knew the purpose it might relieve the pressure off my surface…
Time ticking away…
Worthless my efforts seem only if time I could redeem:
Only if I could open my chest & let my heart scream,
…HELP ME…
Would my cries be heard? or would tears drop like acid rain corroding all hope?
Time ticking away…
My futures in the distance, will someone teach me how to bring it into today,
To make it alive, to dispel the self lies…
“you can’t make it”
“you’ll fail”
Let the truth in me reply…
GO TO HELL;
Time ticking away…
The brightness of morning marks a new day;
Self speaks with truth language, gloom evaporates away & the showers of night lift;
A multicolored sign of promise bows in the sky, with hope renewed,
I now have strength to pursue & pursue I must cause…
time
is
still
ticking…