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America the Free

 

Red White and Blue in America we are free

What about real freedom, real freedom for you and me

America, America God shine His grace on thee

All anyone ever wants is to be truly free

As the bombs explode and the flag yet waves

So many have lost their lives, can they see the progress from the grave

Red White and Blue the home of the brave

What has been lost, can it ever be resaved

Can invisible boundaries really hold me back

Is there an unknown signature of mine on some contract

All I want is to be truly free

Living my dream and only answering to me

Too much to ask in this day and time

With our freedom from chains can we not have a freedom of mind

America, America God shine His grace on thee

He truly made this world for you and me

 

 


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Everybody….

Everybody
Lisa M
Everybody wants to tel the same story
Everybody wants to get all the glory
Nobody wants to be on the frontline
Everybody is rushing their time
Everybody screams we want change
Yet information everyone remains
Why stand on the mountain top
If you aren’t going to lift anybody else up
Why cry when you are going to do it again
Why lie and cheat but call me your friend
Everybody wants to live forever
But no one wants to work for the here after
So many cry tears just to get sympathy
Yet not many people understand the true meaning of empathy
So as time transforms and energy transfers
No one will be able to capture the moments with just words
As the seasons change and the world revolves
Who will help with the root of the problem, can things be solved
Everybody wants the fame
But no one wants to put time into the game
Everybody wants their piece of the pie
What will you do with it, do you know why
Everybody wants love but no one wants to give it unconditionaly
Everybody has a price to pay, yes even me
Everybody is searching for that ladder
Yet most people can’t understand or comprehend why black lives really matter
Everybody


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My Prince Was….

Transcendent One

By Lisa M

He was not the ordinary, not average at all

Walked among the giants, never took a fall

Transcendent is what I call him and no one can compare

How deep I love him, well that’s neither here nor there

Extraordinary is much too weak a word

Artistic gifts beyond measure and had never been heard

 

Transcendent is what I call him another there will never be

Transcendent is what I call him and that’s what he is to me

Stood on the mountain top but never looked down

Generations to come and his presence will still be around

The Transcendent one

The Transcendent one

Another one will never come

 

He could take you on these journeys all spiritual like

Could give you a rush that sent you into flight

Made life look like a fairytale all glamorous and what not

Made you believe that happiness wouldn’t stop

 

Transcendent is what I call him another there will never be

Transcendent is what I call him and that’s what he is to me

Stood on the mountain top but never looked down

Generations to come and his presence will still be around

The Transcendent one

The Transcendent one

Another one will never come

 


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Where is my Freedom Revised

We are heading into a new era and it’s time to demand our reciprocity. We must unite in the power of God and be the change we are destined to be. Let’s rise to the challenge and overcome the hate and ignorance that is spreading like wildfire. Let’s get our focus and priorities centered to sustain all things that matter like black lives and fought for possessions. We are more than a race riding on a dream we are far more than any history book makes us seem. Let’s rise and really get free!
Where is my freedom, where can it be
Invisible shackles and bullets killing me
You give me a voice just to steal my words
You twist things around and silence my essence to never be heard
The whips in the woods are replaced with guns in the light
How long will this darkness escape the night
As slaves black homes were destroyed
Centuries later we still ask where is the black father, please help us Lord
Where is my freedom to really be me
Why should my babies have to face being hung from a tree
Where is the value of what my people built with our hands
Did it without tools, money, books and land
Tears of my forefathers that flowed like rivers and carved valleys for today
But where is my freedom when you silence the very words I say
Where is my freedom


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Where Is My Freedom

Where is my freedom, where can it be
Invisible shackles and bullets killing me
You give me a voice just to steal my words
You twist things around and silence my essence to never be heard
The whips in the woods are replaced with guns in the light
How long will this darkness escape the night
As slaves black homes were destroyed
Centuries later we still ask where is the black father, please help us Lord
Where is my freedom to really be me
Why should my babies have to face being hung from a tree
Where is the value of what my people built with our hands
Did it without tools, money, books and land
Tears of my forefathers that flowed like rivers and carved valleys for today
But where is my freedom when you silence the very words I say
Where is my freedom
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I’m Not Ugly Tonight

If I stand here bleeding don’t walk on by
As the tears fall it’s ok to cry
As I fall pick me up to my feet
With each verse I compete
As I spread my wings and take flight
I’m not ugly tonight

I lead the change we need to see
I’m forever pouring from me
I scream from beauty I’m not ugly
I’m not ugly I’m not ugly no no no

If you see me crawling clear my way
Even through my silence I have something to say
Evolved and now I see through the night
Fighting for freedom with all my might
Kids crying daddy gone
What really makes a home
Truth be told we are never alone
If you look at me just know I’m not ugly I’m not ugly tonight


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I Often

I often think back and wonder if he knew just how lonely, unprotected, unimportant, devalued, ugly and unloved I felt with him by my side each day
I often think back and wonder why didn’t he hear me when I said what I had to say
I often think back and wonder what was wrong with me, why didn’t I turn to God more, pray more, take the moments of silence that was giving to me so often and listen to what God was saying to me
I often think back and wonder why did I allow any one person make me believe that I was not lovable, I was not beautiful, that I was not worthy and that I was nothing but in the way
I often think back and there are so many words I would love to still say
But it is a new day and I now know my worth and my value and I realize that there is no form of completeness that can come from anyone other than God Himself.
I now know I am lovable, I am beautiful, that I am worthy and that my life has value, purpose and meaning
I wasn’t put here to be dismissed by others I was put here to work for God and for Him to get the glory in how I overcome the obstacles that are in my path
God alone gives me joy, peace and the ability to still be able to laugh

I often, But God.