God's WISDOM for TODAY..TRUE STORY

"Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools talk because they have to say something. Rev Run!" there was a time

we live for strength and guidance where your fellow man

protects

the love and support of family and friends..

where your heart comes and mends .. the hatred and brutality of men..turns it's face away from

looking

faithful and true...a child is born..

he grows to

become that faith and chritianity

of brothas and sistas

to love..

honor and trust..grow in wisdom..

togetherness above

all damage by sin...

the out in the world ..carries the germ..

a

sickness called ready ..

aim..firearms..a pistol ..loaded ..becomes

a life short of living...

while the penalties of killlin..

goes undone..

losing what was given ..

born in good health..leaves an obituary

without

a degree or diploma..

what's going on with this society..

how does one at 16..

wear the son of a human being...

once he hits

the streets..leaves home..

heads

out to school to learn discipline

and help himself as..

the rules..

becoming an adult..

never makes it 2 adulthood..

this is where

I am the truth..

again fighting the forces

of evil...

what carried me through..

like no other I claim as..pain and

heartache..

thinking I'm a friend..

with everyone I meet..again

I become

rescue..

saving myself from disbelief...

ignorance of

blind faith..sees

no defense to tolerate..

and then..

I THINK ABOUT LAST WEEK..

when I had to witness the eyes of my

first grand daughter..

Tatie..

leave to go to the funeral..

for a death that made no sense at all..

her classmate ..

a young man (13)..

was gunned down by a 16 year old rival..

the bad thing

about this

whole epitaph in process..

the trauma of my

grand daughters first ime in high school..

her girlfriend had just left

to go to Mc donalds..

where this same child ..treated her..

smiled coming

out the restaurant..

only to hug..

kiss him Goodbye..say..seeya tomorrow

turns and walks away..

then suddenly a gunshot ran out..

shes turns and

looks back..this smart..articulate young boy ..

who entered high scoll early

was gunned down ..

like a hunt for animal prey..I cried..

need to prtect my

granddaughter's sanity..

help us all...amen..CREATE...Sheila T Jordan...

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Everything

which

travels through

life and happiness remains true..

where love gave you

mornings blue

and days of never ending joy and happiness..

pain being faithful..

where one suspects nobody cares 4 them..

memories still lives deep down

inside you..no matter

where the road takes you..

your always the heart worn from grace..

when damage becomes

the misinformed piece..reaching out to..

don't care attitudes..

what questions your mental state..

thinks..acts..

destroys good times..u forget..

as long as there is someone who thinks..

kindness..

holds on to gratitude..

while heartless be the living sin..

come to wrong

conclusions beats up on togetherness

meant..

love overrules a venom snake..

what cut the

life of

friendships great..when the 2 are gathers

as one cell..

communicates..

what remains forever phones home 2 a

war..NEVER CALLS IT QUITS..

or stop bruin...u tries..

but fail..

always something...

keep it moving..the voice of reason...

BATTLECRY

by

Create..

Sheila T Jordan

MEN / ABRAHAM LINCOLN'S RIGHTS 2DISCIPLINE

WHAT WRECKS MY CALIBER..TAKES ME FROM UNDER...

BURIES WHAT CONTROLS MY THUNDER..WHAT CAN'T SEE. BELIEVE OR BECOME AN OWNER ..OF CASH DOLLAHS..FINANCIAL ..CURRENCY PROPRIETOR.. BANK INVESTMENTS..STOCK EXCHANGE HOLDER..WALL STREET AND ALL THAT REALITY..LINCOLN SIGNS AN EMANCIPATION..I..THE SHADE OF ECONOMICS WHERE I WANNA TAKE A PLUNGE IN WHAT CLIMBS LIKE STAIR STEPS TO HEAVEN.. DINES..ON A GOOD NOTE..KEEPING ME STRAIGHT FROM BECOMING BROKE..WHERE REFERENCES ACCOMMODATES MY RESUME OF ETHICS..WHAT PONDERS ME A..REFUGE..A MILITANT FOR MY COUNTRY..WHERE THE BATTLES OF LIBERTY..CRAWLS ON KNEES PAST CONTROVERSY..NOW GIVES LIFE A CHANCE IN VICTORY..CENTURIES PRESENT THE LONG ..HARD STRUGGLE..WHERE I KNOW WHAT LEGS TO STAND ON..MINE..WHERE MY FUTURE SPOKE MIRACLES I REPRESENT..THE AFTERMATH..TURNOVER WHERE I PRAY FOR MY SOUL..WHILE IN A WORLD THAT STAYS STUCK ON BREAKING DOWN..BUT NOT EVER MOVING FORWARD...WHAT AMPS THAT MUDDY WATERS REQUIEM..WHAT FILLED OCEANS OF TEARS..DROWNED THE SPIRITUAL TRUST IN GOD NEGLECTS PROPER NEEDS TO YOURSELF AMONG DISCRETION VS POWER.. "OURS" WHERE WE ARE THE WORLD..TO HOLD THE FAITH AND LOVE..STAND TOGETHER UNITED..PROUD..BLACK OWNED..WHAT EMPIRE STATES..RELATE 2...ONLY THE STRONG SHALL SURVIVE THIS MARKETPLACE..KEEPIN HOPE ALIVE..BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY.. WITH CREDITS & PROPERLY OWNED VERSE..I THANK IN RECOGNITION OF SPIRITUAL MENTION..MICHAEL JACKSON...REV JESSE JACKSON & MALCOLM X..WORDS TO LIVE BY..2 HOLD ON 2..IN THE NAME OF OUR OLD SPIRITUAL TRIBUTE..WE SHALL OVERCOME SOMEDAY..THANK U..MARTIN LUTHER KING...IN THE NAME OF JESUS.. I PRAY..THE SPIRIT SPOKE IN ME..LINCOLN...BUT..STILL CONTINUES...WHAT NEVER LETS GOES OF..GENOCIDE..RACISM..

CREATE..SHEILA T JORDAN

No Man is an Island – John Donne « PJA64X | Philip Arnold

I PLACE MYSELF

BEYOND

THE DISTANCE

SHORES

WHAT BECOMES A ISLAND

TO KEEP FOREVER

MORE THE LOVE

I AM

THE MAN

IBE..A SOUL BELIEVED..

YOUR

FRIENDSHIP

WHAT WAVES AT ME

THE

HONORABLE

TIDE THAT DRIFTS

ALONG MY

DIALECT

TO LEAD ME THROUGH

WHEN I'M LIFTED FROM A FLOAT

ENDLESSLY..NEVER

KNOWING MY DEPARTURE..

by..

CREATE..CONT...

~~~~~

John Donne..

No Man is an Island

"No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were: any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee. (From John Donne’s Meditation XVII) John Donne (1572-1631)"

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Sheila T Jordan

mind....Theory it's good as good gets..bad as time allows.. disqualifies whats bitter..gets better..when.. bad is found out...'unhealthly'..smiles..says .. just another lesson learned..being disciplined.. the cure..applied....Nurse Jones williams... Good observation..*****Stars"