30 DAY GRATITUDE CHALLENGE DAY 6.
30 DAY GRATITUDE CHALLENGE DAY 6
Mountain
Get
Out
Of
My
Way
My praise feels things
No man can ever see
I worship with him
Just God and me
You can’t see that mountain I moved
I moved it through grooves
Tombs
And empty rooms
Yup just me and God (:
And you weren’t there
When the signs said beware
And I entered anyway
God moved demons out of my way
Preparing me for another day
And the sun always shinned on my weary soul
While I picked away at this human hole
See you weren’t there
When he gently held me
And rocked me into submission
Cause I was fixin’ to die
And the years flew by
And tears flowed from my troubled eyes
And I lost a part of me every time I tried
But I moved that mountain!
But you were not their
It took a lot of trust
But in my heart I knew
That if I gave it to you
Only then could I be made new
See they were not there
When I walked in the valley of the shadows of death
Tempting all evil
See, I believed them when they said
I’ll never leave you
But they weren’t there
See my worship is real
The devil is mad that I sealed the deal
And I am sold out (: !!
See you weren’t there
When I begged god to take it
Cause I couldn’t shake it
And I was sure that if I lived to see another day
That I wouldn’t make it
See you were not there
I moved that mountain
But you weren’t their
When my life was plagued by fear
And I pushed every one away who tried to care
See you weren’t there
See I had a leak in my soul
And I needed to show this mountain
That
It
Did
Not
Move
Me
See I moved that mountain
But you were not their
GRATITUDE (POETRY)
I find Gratitude
There’s those days I wonder what my purpose is in life”
Why I was here and why I was consumed with fear.
I fell asleep obsessing on what the next day would possess.
And what else would the world confess to me.
And how many more awful things will I have to see, with all of the world’s diversities.
I swam thru life like a seed in the womb, anxiously awaiting exposure.
Like a butterfly in its cocoon.
Like the unknown on the moon.
I’m overwhelmed with anxiety and uneducated stares from society, because of my sobriety.
I was just a girl trying to find herself.
I was lost.
I saw women my age, so strong.
Meanwhile everything in my life felt all wrong.
Most days I was so angry I couldn’t even think.
And by each passing moment I sank deeper and deeper into the darkest part of life.
The part I have become strong enough to fight.
I find gratitude when I see the homeless sleeping under a bridge, and people living like pigs.
I myself have been places a rat wouldn’t go.
And had been knee deep homeless in the snow.
I find gratitude when I see babies born to AIDS, and how afraid they must feel.
I find gratitude when I think of the mothers, and guilt will kill.
And if these truths are giving you chills, then you know how I feel.
I feel gratitude when I think of women who have been killed for the taste of the thrill.
I feel gratitude when I think of crack addicted babies with that constant cry.
Doctors working hard, but millions still die.
I find gratitude every time I pick up a pen.
And express today, I won’t let the darkest part of life win.
I find gratitude when I think of the people who have lost their minds.
Walking in the wilderness trying to catch up with the time.
I find gratitude because I have somewhat of a clear mind.
Still a little lost…
But the hope is I am trying to find.
I find gratitude when I hear the birds sing.
I used to hate the noise, now I understand the reason they sing.
I find gratitude every time I feel the sun.
I got another day clean and I’m going to get another one.
I find gratitude when I think of what I have been through.
I am finally happy, joyous and free.
And you can be too.
Thank you, Gratitude.
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