Of This Point

Of this point of ignorance, Lord, ‘Shake me loose”

A young girl claim to have game, but I have no clue.
Out here thinking’ I can dish with the best, Yet my soul has no rest.


All my desires go unfulfilled.
I've tried it all and nothing brings about thrill.


Some say this is evidence that I’m spiritually empty.
Lord, I can’t sleep it feels as if you are dealin’ with me.


This struggle brings about these contemplation's…
Lord, I’m suffering at the hands of deceit.
Deprived of the truth, I can no longer take being vacant.


Lord, I ask that you come in and set up shop.
I’m willing to represent out loud that you got this on lock,.


Clean out my heart that is the filter of my flesh,
Remove the hopelessness and the stagnation of stress.

Gather my thoughts and purify my intentions.
Take away this strife
Send peace to cease this spirit of vengeance.


Lord, of this point of ignorance, “Shake me loose”


Send your word as rebuke and reproof.


Gather my thoughts and purify my intentions
Gather the scattered pieces you have the ability to mend it.


Shake me loose, mold and make me free,
Send your word so that your will may be perfected in me.


Lord, I can’t even say that I hate to beg. I’m making every effort to be truthful.
It is this circumstance I dread.


I ask that you help me to clear my head, cause my mind to be stable,


Of this point of ignorance “ Shake me Loose”, To do this I know that you are able.





Lyrically Phenomenal/Lyrically Loaded /Purposeful Noise
(Written By Atiya Raine Meadows-Thomas)
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When We Rode

WHEN WE RODE


When we rode, we rode in silence


Hoping that today is different
Putting it all behind us


Our gestures, demeanors and nonverbals
Tell how we wish we could get over life’s hurdles


And that the seed of trouble becomes barren instead of fertile


Our hopes speaking loudly
But our reality is cloudy


When I look at the passengers faces, I think of where I was when God found me




Destitute and isolated
Wanting relief and a simple life
Things were just too complicated


Ignorant and Inconsiderate
And if pushed belligerent


Hoping for the phone to ring


Needing a sincere friend
But instead a downward spiraling


Thinking to myself, who will pick up the pieces?
Who will establish peace in a life that some consider to be a lost cause?


Skipping classes hiding in bathrooms and roaming the halls


Didn’t realize I talked too much and revealed who I was too soon
A recipe for disaster... “KABOOM”


A rough and rocky habitat


Cruel and confining
Lacked structure and kept me crying


Could any of these people be experiencing such torment?


Needing someone to listen without any comment


When we rode, we rode in silence


Her wanting to cry
Him wanting to die
All of us wondering why


We rode in silence




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Compelled To Yell

From my outward appearance you would say

I was okay

But my body is an all out struggle

And I can’t imagine continuing in this way!

I’ am compelled to yell!

Outwardly, I may appear fine

Like woman who is experiencing weight gain

A possible hormonal change

Should I share my story or refrain?

I’ am compelled to yell,

That this well is dry!

All I can do is shake my head in disbelief!

What an unfortunate circumstance, is my cry!

I’ am compelled to yell!

If that will get my point across

To express that I’ am at a loss

When will this be lifted?

When will seasons change?

How much longer will I be sifted?

I’ am compelled to yell!

Compelled to obtain and hold your attention

To convince

Persuade

Maybe invade

Your comfort zone

Say something that hits close to home

That may cause you to pick up the phone

Call and apologize or to stop telling that lie

To believe

To hope again

To forgive an old friend

With a family member make amends

I’ am compelled to yell

To become emotional

To connect

To affect

Compelled to yell!

-ATIYA

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Pharmacy Counter

I'm standing at the pharmacy counter.
The wait is long.
The line behind me gives off the impression that a memo had been sent out that this is where you can get something for "Free".
"It's just that crowded and busy."
WOW!
The cars outside of the pharmacy window are lined up.
Does it or should it raise a concern about why so many people are in need of, dependant on, must have perscription medications?
Talking about a state of emergency.




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So, Did Love Do This?

My emotions are in need of a coolant
While his emotions are truant


In the language of pain I' am fluent


I can unscramble it
Read it backwards
So familiar with it some may say I have it mastered


So, the question arose, "Did love do this?


Pursue me passionately
Now left clueless


Feeling so embarrassed
Thought I was careful
Tried so hard not to be careless


Debating with myself, "Should I share this?"


Frustrated
Teary eyed
Runny nose


Thinking, "Where did we go wrong?"
How did we let our love thing get old?


So, did love do this?


Cause us to be inconsistent
The negative resistance
Makes us not at least willing to fix it
Oh the tension!


So, is this the other side of love?


I miss the sweetness and the sincerity of your kisses, the security of your hugs


So did love do this?


Or is this a product of emotions un-communicated and un-channeled?
What I'm trying to figure out is how to make it work
How is this to be handled?


Love couldn't have done this


Not the love I know about
Long suffering, not easily provoked ,does not envy, bears all things, a source of hope


Did love do this?
Of this let's make some sense


Conversation and quality time
A companion, confidant, a friend of mine


I won't beg or plead but I do believe


That it wasn't love that shut down emotions caused one to be less focused on a relationship with more than just sexual benefits


Or can you see it?


What I wish is that it could all be made better with a kiss and a decision to make it work, make it last
Establish a foundation of love is what I ask






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Today

I decided to get on my computer today. I had a whole lot of things in mind but it didn't quite happen the way it played out in my mind. "Does that ever happen to you?" I have a whole lot of letters I need to type up, information I need to read and research. These task aren't enforced by an employer but a goal I have in mind. The main focus of the goal is to use my writing to convey a clear, positive message that can bring about change. I have a newsletter in mind that I hope to get up and going within the next year. My plan is to have locals write about issues that are close to their heart that possibly affect others within the same community.
I began 'Today" because I have to learn to be consistent with my writing.
Writing everyday to cultivate my skill.
Look out for that News Letter.




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LEARNING TO LIVE

I'm learning to live
Oh yes indeed


Was full of zeal
But no knowledge
But now I see


I live in this world
But am not of it


Had to learn some truths
That has been hard to stomach


A broken heart and a weary soul


Had to learn how to move on


Of some things It was hard to let go


There are some things I'm still working through
"What about you?"


I've heard the first step of recovery is admitting


Melancholy now
I'm outside my body and I see me sitting.


What am I waiting on ?
Am I waiting on a turn?


"Shake yourself ATIYA"
This is what I had to learn.


I had to learn that some relationships only last a season
Also that during this spiritual walk one may feel like a heathen


I had to learn you can't go off of feelings or what you see
"Is anyone else learning to live just like me?"


I'm learning not to be a puppet of the past
I'm learning to take my time and not move so fast


I'm emotional
But Calm


Beginning to understand where I went wrong


I'm learning to live
Oh yes indeed


Was full of zeal
But no knowledge
But now I see




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