MY CRIPPLE CROSS?

God why
must my 
life 
still reflect
the will
of 
christ 
on the cross
yeah why 
must my
body 
still get 
wheeled
 hurt,
talked to 
like dirt
 and tossed 
 like a salad 
yeah such
a painful 
bad habit 
dagnabbit
but why 
must i 
constenseously 
cryout 
and 
see doubt
right in front of me
but still
expected 
to be 
happy 
and 
to treat people 
According 
To the steeple 
But Father
your daughter's 
neck
is
soaking wet 
and 
so sore
But how much more
Must I take
for goodness
 Sake 

THE CUT

Lord
i don't know why
some people 
try
to make me  
cry
or 
break me
 down 
yeah 
whenever 
They come around
my town 
or 
the ground
u gave me
Lord please
save me 
from 
this crazy 
daily 
degree 
of 
doubt 
or 
just 
tell them 
to cut 
it out  

+ OR - 1

MAN
i hate being single 
with a passion
and the fact that
No one is asking
me
to be
their lady
their baby 
their girl
their diamond
their pearl
their world 
  or 
their foremore 
core 
of 
their love 
from above 
or 
their root 
to the fruit 
that they have 
in pursuit of
yeah 
their wedding dove 
or 
the glove
to 
their hand 
or 
the matching
footprints 
in the shoresand 
But I guess 
that message 
don't fit
God's plan
Sh"t
so heart 
please 
quit 
making me 
sick
or 
making me 
feel like
i'm 
in 
a pit 
of 
hell 
or 
drowning 
in a well 
or 
just 
wasting away 
in a jail cell 
night and day
yeah
no wordplay 
from this 
cerebral clay. 
People 
Where's my steeple?
or my 
stallon 
or my
medallion 
or
my + 1

SO TELL ME, WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS?

WOW
somehow
someway 
a woman 
thinks 
over 6.000
thoughts 
a day 
yay 
so much 
wordplay 
i must say 
but, 
That's okay 
because 
at least 
my cerebral 
can still 
release 
and help 
people 
find peace 
of mind 
within 
theirselves 
and 
with their breath 
some kind of 
way
yeah 
despite 
my plight 
with 
palsy 
 

LOVE ME LIKE YOU LOVE YOU

Hey people
my cerebral 
was  made 
out of 
a rib 
so yeah 
i am 
senseative 
to 
the way 
i live 
everyday 
so yaay
please 
don't take 
my breath 
away 
yeah 
unless 
you 
plan to 
give me 
your best 
before rest 
yeah. meaning 
your death 
or 
planning to 
stay 
okay? 
inspired by GENESIS 2

IN WHEEL LIFE EP:7 THE NAKED TRUTH

 https://youtu.be/IKbJehdStqk?si=iGJ0KVzc4WritRNS

WILL U B MINE? (BOOK PROMO)

47 ORBITS AROUND THE SUN

THE CROPS OF CHRIST

MY JACOB

MY JACOB

Father
why?
Do I? 
have a thorn
in my side
that I can't hide 
Yeah, you just say 
ride away
every single day
and don't forget 
to commit 
to wordplay 
yeah
That's why
I
created 
your clay
so gray 
yeah, 
for my 
glory 
yeah, 
your story 
will still 
produce 
a sproose of
amore
inspired by my life and Genesis 32

A LAUGH AND SMILE

A LAUGH AND SMILE

Holy Spirit
you know
that I so
have 
groanings and longings 
from miles and miles 
and I'm searching 
because 
I'm hurting 
for a laugh and smile
Yeah, like a child 
in the wild
blue yonder
yeah trying 
so hard 
to protect 
my guard 
or to not 
go under 
in my wonder 
Why is?
this happening 
to me 
yeah
Why do?
i wheelie 
be 
here 
yeah
looking like 
a deer 
riding 
a bike 

Inspired by my life and Romans 8

A CHOSEN PEOPLE

A CHOSEN PEOPLE

 i choose 

life

i choose 

Christ

So that means

that this queen

also

choose sacrifice 

over her dream 

yeah 

the cream 

sometimes 

has to wait 

to be 

put on

the cake

of greatness

yeah before

the candles 

and everything 

is handled

yeah 

no more scandal 

and everybody 

sings

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KING!

inspired by my life and 1 Peter 2

INTERNALLY GRATEFUL

IN THE EYES OF THE BEHOLDER

MY UNIQUE SURRENDER

WOUND 70x7

THE LAMENT IN THE CEMENT

DAMN

DAMN

You are fine 

DAMN

You are kind

DAMN

i wish 

you would 

just...

gimme

a kiss

and be...

all mine

for all time 

yeah 

come rain

or 

come shine 

or 

come pain 

or 

come joy

yeah

can have 

your last name 

and 

give you 

a boy

or

a beautiful 

girl

to add

and 

to call you...

Dad

in this world

 

THE DIFFERENT TIMEZONES WITH BEING ALONE WITH CEREBRAL PALSY

Sometimes I have to laugh

to keep from

 crying

And sometimes

 I have to move

to keep from

 dying

 and sometimes

i havr to 

keep silent 

to keep from 

lying 

yeah, wow 

This is how 

i be 

conplying 

with 

my cerebral 

and 

The Steeple

or

the thorn 

in my side

yeah, i just

ride 

with glide 

yeah, even though

i so 

wanna 

hide 

my handicap

and 

the crap 

that comes 

with not 

being 

able

to

walk

or

run

like you 

yeah sometimes

i just wanna

break down 

like a clown 

and 

booohoo 

or

from my

 core

i would 

just love 

to fly 

away

like a dove 

today

and leave 

this palsy 

behind 

for good 

BUT GOD

STANDS

SO STRONG

IN HIS PLAN

THAT MY HAND 

LANDS

ON THE 

SANDSCRIBE  

OF

RHYME

EVERYTIME 

WHILE THERE'S STILL TIME

my child 
smile
while 
There's still  
time
on Earth
or
breath 
left
from 
your birth 
yeah use 
those 
muscles 
like  some
brussels spouts
yeah let
all of 
the nutrients 
of love
out

A REALLY GOOD RIB SHACK

Hey
I'm a woman
ain't that something 
yeah and

 I wasn't

 form or born 
for nothing
and 
I'm a part of Adam
which is 
hard to fathom

and

I'm also 

God's temple 

with a dimple 

But 

I'm not 

simple 

by any means 

Yeah, in fact

God sees me

Honestly 

as his 
Bride Queen 

yeah 
I'm a rib shack 
and 
I'm not going 
back 
to heaven 
24/7
until 
God's will
makes 
my body

still
or 
i finiish 
my race 
on this track

of  tears 

inspired by my life and THE BIBLE

MY FATHER'S WISDOM & WATER

 Father
i wanna 
be 
a fountain 
of 
blessing 
yeah so water 
me 
yeah teach me 
your lesson 
and drown
all of 
my stressing
and 
my second gueeing 
yeah so 
let me taste 
your wisdom 
and grace
but 
let me see
the smile of a child 
Come on your face 

inspired by my life and Proverbs 5

WHAT IS? (THE PURPOSE?)

God

What is?

your purpose 

for this palsy 

yeah 

because i feel 

(wheel worthless)

and not 

BALLSY 

yeah like

i think 

you intened 

so please 

mended 

or

transended 

yes please 

Father

make me 

understand 

 all the degrees 

of your plan 

for me

on this land

of sinking sand

Man

 

  

IS ALL REALLY (WHEELIE) WELL?

God

How can all

be well

When I'm rolling

 on eggshells 

or 

rolling on 

thin ice 

yeah because 

people don't want  

to talk to me

 nicely 

yeah 

this world 

is 

so icy

to your girl

yeah 

your diamond

who still needs 

refining 

or 

your pearl 

with a swirl 

but why 

must i 

cry

and hold 

my breath 

like there's none 

left

MAN, THIS IS... A DIFFERENT KIND OF HYMN

 I'm feeling 

romantic 

once again

man, it's got to be 

something 

in the wind 

or 

in the air

yeah, this sh*t

needs to quit 

'cause anit 

fair

And why?

because 

no guy 

is even 

giving me

a try 

or 

taking me 

anywhere 

yeah and i swear 

i care 

because 

i am

fly

and i 

believe 

in the most high 

BUT

Guess what?

i keep getting 

passed by 

the eye 

yeah,

and so cry

and then 

write down 

the tears 

of a clown's 

reply 

yeah instead 

of being pronounced 

brain dead

from depression 

i write down

my lyrical

or 

spiritual lesson 

or 

my blessing 

in the stressing 

of 

being alone

in my home

yeah 

wishing that 

someone 

would come over

Give me a shoulder 

or have 

some 

laughing fun

or 

just ring 

my phone 

yeah Father

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

OH ME OH MY, AM I WHEELIE SINNING ON A SUNDAY?

MAN

This is so sad

i sitting here 

suppose to be 

thinkin'

 about... 

my 

Heavenly Daddy

BUT

Guess what?

I'm clearly

I thinkin' 

about

 my crush

yeah, almost 

gettin' a rush

thinkin' about 

us

being together

yeah

being forever 

yeah and 

his skin 

feelin' like 

 leather 

or 

chocolate milk

yeah 

Silk

yeah being 

in a relationship 

yeah being 

his honey-dip 

from lip to lip 

or 

hand-to-hand 

yeah 

i want us

to stand 

in God's matrimony plan

SCORPIO LOVE

 MAN
i have so many emotions
flowing in me 
ooooh weee
like the ocean
or 
a love potion 
about you, Boo
 so whatcha goona do?
Will you make my dreams?
come true
out the blue 
sky
or 
Will I still 
cry
yeah 
because 
i have your love 
or
just keep on 
passing me by
man 
why oh why?
won't you give me a try 
yeah'before i 
up and die
yeah man
trust 
and make 
you & i 
an us
or 
me 
your plus 
one
yeah
so we
can 
have 
some fun
on 
this Earth land 

DARK CHOCOLATE

 Oh, how i would

 like 

to take 

a bite 

or 

a lick 

or two 

of you

yeah 

until 

i get lovesick 

of you 

or

until you 

make me 

your boo

yeah 

help me get

through 

the day 

like a Milky Way

yeah man

let's 

play in 

the dark 

with our 

bodies

and our hearts