Fueled By Determinatiion

I rise each morning
Fueled by desire out of the norm
Brimming with hope
Dreams flashing, goals apparently within reach
My world
No other way
For I and you too must feel as though no matter what
You will conquer
No obstacle big enough to prevent
My mission statement each day that I rise
Glory as the mission
Determination as my fuel to achieve.

Positively Positive

Swing high,
Hard, determined.
Chase, just chase,
Dreams, dreams that could turn into reality.
Just swing high,
The lights, big ones, bright and all that,
They are near,
Closer by day and night,
Though the years continue to pass by.
Just swing and you might reach,
Hope and you might achieve,
Pray and you might be granted.
His Highness is watching over you,
All of us, every move that we make.
Just swing high
But also be prepared,
Not every fence can be scaled,
Not every challenge will be easy,
Missions conquered.
There will be falls, some of them hard.
There will be times of futility,
Downright hopelessness
But continue to swing,
Strong, with might that cannot be destroyed,
With desire that is unyielding
With the will to win,
The character, always character, well, that’s you,
All you, nothing fake.
You don’t need to be superman or wonder woman,
Einstein or Shakespeare,
Rich and famous
For there is a path for us all to travel,
A fence that can be reached,
A shot at success that cannot be blocked by any obstacle.
You can do it, we can do it,
Just in our own time.
God has all our numbers.
We’ll be connected when ready.
Until then, just swing and shoot high,
Positive, positively, positive is the only way to be.

Beauty Before My Eyes

I sit outside today,
Peacefulness for as far as my eyes can see
Sound, yes, it’s there
But my mind is closed
Off to the world and wickedness
Off to the fake and only to the pure
As I watch, light wind and sunshine
And tree leaves that jiggle
My heart not racing, my feet moving no where
As a moment of relaxation is enjoyed
With beauty, so much of it
For as far as my eyes can see
Today, hopefully tomorrow and beyond.

Morning of Hope

This morning I woke
The sun beaming down, birds chirping
The air fresh and unclouded
For there is a feeling of safety
Because I can see and hear
Beauty in flourish
With no threat from the force of nature or terrorism,
So it’s a good morning
One to cherish
Even remember for far too many have not been so great
Not lately because of guns and bombs
And unrestrained winds
So this morning, I just say,
“Thank you Oh Lord,”
And may I wake again tomorrow morning
With my eyes and my ears
My life, “Oh Father,” the same as it is today.

Glory Road

We don’t always remember them in entirety
Not like a night of passion and lay
But we sometimes remember
Like the freshness of waking up to experience another day
Especially the good ones
For dreams, yours, mine
Whether young or old
Can really spark-up our sails
If after a sleeping dream
We wake and began chase
Eagerly and aggressively
For reality and completeness
For reality and happiness
In our daily walk
In our daily talk
Dreams, baby
Not just in passion and lay
But in the glory road we hope to travel every day.

From Tender to Completed Adult

Tender
Innocent, though not always innocent years ago
Far completed as individuals
We all graced the hallways of our respected high schools
Hurray, Montgomery Blair, my once upon a time pride and joy
The school of which the building blocks to my career began
Where lifetime friendships reached their peak
Where, oh my, I split my pants jumping a fence late at night
Why? Well, wasn’t supposed to be at that party
Lol …yes, high school
Good old days, memorable, funny, never to be forgotten
Just stored and reflected upon once in a while
With a smile
With wonder, wonder of how ex-classmates are doing
What they look like
About their triumphs as well as their trials
For after graduation, you name the school, any state
Nothing goes just as planned
And challenges test of all
Break or make us
But it was to be expected
Because we can’t stay tender forever
Though there’s nothing wrong with staying sweet and lovely
Honest and modest
And most of all, just you
Only wiser, more complete
Controller of your own destiny.

All About Sports and Healing

Sports, yes sports,
Sometimes it’s all about it.
Basketball
Dunking, slashing, scoring.
Football
Hiking, spiking, again scoring.
That’s always the objective,
Get the ball in the basket, the end zone
And baseball?
Home run, triple, double, single,
Everybody wants to tough ’em all!
Hockey
Skating, brawling, fore-checking,
Just brutal, like boxing,
Punching, punishing, face and rib smashing.
Horse racing
And down the stretch they go!
That’s the moment of peak.
Once there was Seattle Slew and Secretary,
Even a Funny Cide in 2003,
Great horses, thoroughbreds.
Golf
Nine-iron, two-putt, five-wood,
Play with them all.
Legends of the game
Arnie, Jack and some people think Tiger,
A black man with poise, touch,
Once unbeatable.
Sports, yes sports,
Tennis, back and forth,
Aces, forehand, backhand winners
A sport often dominated by Serena and Venus,
Black power, black beauty.
Sports, yes sports,
Gotta love swimming, bathing suits.
Yes baby … bathing suits.
Gotta hate wrestling, simply fake, insanity overflow.
Arm wrestling, only the strong win.
Sports, yes sports,
Often bringing a nation together, the world at peace.
If only during the Olympics and overwhelming tragedy
Like 9-11, the outbreak of war.
People die.
Sports are there to revive
Fuel the soul.
Presidents, kings, queens, prime ministers,
All leaders who fill stadiums
Creating the outbreak of cheers
Like Montana and Rice, Mike and Scottie
49ers and Bulls, Steelers, Cowboys, Celtics, Lakers,
All champions, great at one time.
Sports, yes sports,
Ever played ’em?
You will be amused, bruised, sometimes confused
But you will enjoy more than enough thrills.
Sports, yes sports,
Entertainment known for sending your body into chills.
© 2005 byAndre D. Williams