Not Guilty

Inspite  of the weights thats on top of me, Inspite my addiction that's in front of me, Inspite of my family turning there backs towards me, I can testify today and say that Jesuse never left me. When it was all said and said and done I have to admite that Clarence did it, and now I can apologies and try my best to  fix it.  I'm coming from  high, and I can't see eye to eye and I stand hear  I'm on trail, And I'm talking to the whole crowed, and that is I admit that use to be me, but I like thank God for grace and mercy that's part of my legal team. So  Inspite of me God said that he come that I mite have life that I mite have more abundily, because he is victory, and I fall face forward insurding my all to thee, and be told me about a place called calvery that he sent his son to be a living scirfice, now for every strip, every strip, was everything I was going to put my self thur, and his blood cleared my name! ! ! ! ! !  so what's the virdic I'm not guilty.   sir Clarence of greater

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I became thirsty as well

I became thirsty as well

I became greedy! ! ! ! and thirsty, and I made it all about me, didn't worried how it would effected you! because I just thought about my needs.

I played it off and stuck to the regular routine but in my mind I just couldn't Waite to leave and feed the greedy person that's on thee inside of me.

I thought I was invincible, and focus on my infidelity like I'm king! Took great care of my house whole, and took care of my queen. But I wasn't happy and I didn't really want to leave my family even tho I was gone mentally, because I became thirsty. 

Thinking about spending money on treats, taking them on trips with me, it was so very exciting that it made me smile each and every time. Yes I protected my self each and every time but I'll was cheating on my queen who just loved me, so I one day I decide to come home early I opened the door went to my bedroom and my wife cheating on me then turn her head around and opened her mouth and said I became thirsty as well! ! ! ! ! !

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Rip to my Sharon

Our father  that's in  heaven 
who bless a daughter and placed her in our presents to teacher her in the way that she should go so when she grows up she wouldn't for get the word that was told 

I realize you are the potter and we are the clay, and what ever was said and said and done  you have the last say.........

Remember the face remember the fun times we shared and tears that was shared on one another   on one anthers shoulders. Now  you specking what ever on your mind but I relized that was you, and that was quite find. You  were keeping it real, talking about how you feel, peeling away so much you wanted to say but I didn't. And I realize now that time doesn't Waite for now body. You see allow me to hear it when I'm breathing because when my eyes are close for good you will realize so much you wanted to say but tears start to fall down from your eyes on your face and it will show  that it's to late and  time  doesn't Waite for nobody allow me to smell my ROSE while I'm here for tomorrow no one knows it just might be to late.....rip to cuz Sharon Law. 

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The Pretend Game

I.......can't........ play........this game....with u, called pretend, like were in grade school at the age of ten, and I'm thinking this situation here can drive a person to do something very surprising. Because of u playing with someone emotion, but you get off! ! ! and get a kick out of a person thats interest in you. When you no got *** well deep in your ******* heart! ! ! !  that the feelings is not mutual.  you market the bull **** word(pretend) for your own selfish reason or just for the sake of not loosing him. But  your action speak louder then words. And your playing the Game pretend is for the birds, and I have to fly away  and get out of your face before i ketch a case.  mentally it's  making me sick, and giving me a head ache. When I think the thought of me allowing myself to fall and go thur such  foolishness with U! ! !  because baby I deserve greater then this and U! So stay right in your land of pretend Alice and keep wondering or turn back into Dorothee and have fun in your land called oz, with the tin man and the munchkins. Because the act And your game has come to a end at lease with me pretend friend.

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You saw the stop light

My message for the morning is: YOU SAW  THE STOP LIGHT But continued  to proceed.

What happened! Ok............ I've guessed your having what I and others call it(a blonde Moment) or the D.C term  yellow bus syndrome. Where your fully aware of whats going on, but fine your self mentally in a coma, lol physically present in your reality. Served at times (RAP) for those of you who mite not no the saying  of the word RAP(real ass people) mixed with a sides of truth, and lies, take it or leave it instead of Observing all parts, you run and die-just what you want  to hear and what you think thee others trying to say and its written in black, and white, but some allow the yellow bus syndrome to kick in, verses common sense.  I  call it  (man down, other important information being flushed away again over) . Try your hardest to pay attention to everything, warring signs, and all, this world has all types of people who don't posses the same values as one might be a custom, learned not to be shocked about nothing, It can take you places: you saw the stop light and did not proceed. Your boi SIR Clarence of GREATER  love is the key that opens hearts.

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Stop walking backwards

           STOP WALKING BACKWARDS:  life it's self can be a journey. (Can I get a Hell to the yeah) lol, but in the process, hold on I need for you to really open up your eyes, and get that wax out if your ears, so you can understand the words that's coming out of my mouth. And that is  examples  of sight, in your  humble beginnings,  in your middle was a learn behavior,  regardless if it were in your home, or family homes, at school, your church, outside, you have seen a many of things, and been educated by life's best. What?  you really want to no, come on and join me on a mental  magic carpet ride but  were hoping on and off ok don't get to comfortable. Now then I'm glade you asked even if you didn't I'm going to tell you.  life had to offer was  it's  environment. Were you saw the good, the bad, and your addiction to ugly. And the words please don't tell it's our family secret. Wink wink lol And some of us are a mess today because of who said what, who did what, and I should stayed because big mamma survived and she look happy. What ever lol do what's best for you.  dysfunction no more, and embrace functional!  you feel me yes we can. Clarence of greatness 

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Stronger

stronger

The pain my tears I'm facing my peers what they done and they said I was down but I'm not dead I was last but I'm first braking off that g curse. What was on my inside the drama had to die my eye is open and Clarence Is coping, the start of a new day, I'm going all the way, thru faith shall not fear, what ever mite a peer.

                Chorus

  XIt's real man but I'm living I'm stronger 
Much stronger yes it's real man but I'm living I'm stronger much stronger 

What I did is what I do it was god that brought me thur who change you no who I'm stepping in the new mad praises to the roof I'm not running for my life I'm not asking God why its a reason for everything a season for every thing only god is left to no the test is ment for growth  my not going to sink shall be a float I'm thanking him for his amazing  grace I'm alive  and well right in this place yeah! ! !  and what the rode was not easy but god was with me 

                    Chorus

it's real man but I'm living I'm stronger much stronger yes it's real man but I'm living much stronger much stronger 

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Baby I'm Sorry

I Ask  for your forgiveness a million times and more before your love for me  is completely out of your heart and you  take your final walk out the door.

 I ask for your forgiveness please! ! ! ! ! !  my heart was not Listening, so thee immature side of me  allowed  it to enter one ear and  go out thee other. I guess i got so use to my mother and my grand mother doing things like you. 

Now Im the fool who needed a wake up call for real because  I blame myself  for not really making you a priority! ! ! ! ! ! and for not coming to your aide when needed. Baby I'm sorry! ! ! ! ! ! , I'm sorry and I'm guilty that I could hear your plea for help and i did not get up because this brother did not no how to help U. 

And it's not an excuse  but I hear you today and I hope it's not to late  Now! ! ! ! ! but If I'm honest I  got to relax with the fact that I just got use to you handling everything, everything! ! ! that I negated that fact that we suppose to be a team! ! ! ! !  

and your my Boo boo lol  and that your king took his Queen for granted! ! ! in every  shape or form, and I stand here today to say Baby I'm SORRY! ! ! ! ! A million times more for  making you feel as tho you were a team of ONE and your king has now become your son! ! ! ! ! baby I'm sorry.

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The lord is my shepard

The lord is my Shepard

The lord is my Shepard I shall not want, now when things in my life started to fall and claps that was put together it was cut with crakes  and I, tried to stand up with my head up high but in the mist it was a mess and the only thing I can do is Sigh now if it's one thing I was hit with another, I was walking thur, being dedicated to trying to hold on allowing god to see me thur to a path that the natural eye couldn't see. Because some folks thought it was a sat up to break me but god was making in the present of my enemy's. I was hit hard and my bruise was on thee inside and that my hurt, and pain was form of tattoos 
and I was carrying it from one place trying to enter this new view praying to god to remove this cup that was over flowing but still there was no answer but I was trusting and believing that god will see me thur because the lord is my Shepard, now as I walk thur a volley of   shadows I was refusing to fear. Because just in the nick of time, God turn my situation around 
And he wiped away every one of my tears he is my comforter he is a friend thats unfailing that's why I refuse to sit Down I'm opening up my mouth telling that GOD did it for me he is the same God who can do it for you, the lord is my Shepard no other GOD will do.

Sir Clarence of greater 6-13/01

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A black phenomenal man

A Black phenomenal man

   In the beginning God made him very special, then he blow into his body life and there he stood and, came forth. His heart beat was like the sounds of an Africa drum when played. He was made to be strong in mind, soul, and body. From  birth he was gifted talents for all eyes and ears to bare witness that something great was made. He became the apple of Gods eye, God gave him  dominion in his hand, That's  Gods plan for him to carry out a promise that was planted before he step out his mothers womb a vision that will change the nations course of history. Phenomenal he is, black bold, and beautiful, on thee inside, intelligent, far  beyond his time of his days  as slave. Now that's why the  slave master could not truly brake his spirt. Their may have been blood shed of words of heart that landed on the grounds to touch the graves of the formal slaves that paved the way, with An awaking of change is  to take place. They tried to stop him by killing him, and trying to destroy the dream, the vision, the gift that was placed in him. He is a Black phenomenal Great man made to take over!  to rule in places that great minds before him  can't even imagine that day would ever come. Possible is now a possibility, Phenomenally, phenomenal, Black man Thats me.  Sir Clarence of greater 

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