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SPOKEN WORD POETRY ::: Healing - Big Dan


Here is the lines from a spoken word piece sent to us with the by Big Dan with the subject "New Poem for The CiTy". Poetry is one of the very potent ways to spread the gospel and Big Dan offers this piece in that direction.

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Healing... [ a spoken word piece]
by BIG DAN


I suffer a curse; the course of trusting. I trusted not in divinity but in unfaithful humanity
I no more see People stand like pillars; I see them sway like branches in the wind
It baffles me how I got here. I, a proud follower of a rigid faith

I was dragged into your love by the words of your lips and the touch of your hands
But as I fell for you, you stood aloof unwilling to catch me
Soaking in the rain I waited for you. burning in the sun I ambushed you
My hopes and dreams I put on hold, just to end up fruitless and out in the cold
Now to dream I fear, because I know, I’ll scream through the nightmare
Now my eyes burn like the sun and my tears flow like the rain
If only we shared the same orientation and took relationships as a contract
I would still be standing though I would have a rock for a heart
But in shreds I lay with no strength to pray. For the hearer of my prayer, I abandoned to follow you
Who will save me from this curse? The curse of trusting the love of man
For every option I see, bears the seed of insincerity and the fruit of unfruitfulness
 They are all blood and bone, the bedrocks of betrayal. So who do I run to, who will heal me?

Selah! I stop to think, to reminisce on my journey. For the hands of nostalgia have laid hold on me
I remember my first love, the one in whose arms I laid before my love for you took me away
He followed me through this horrible journey and waited at the door whilst we pleasured in iniquity.

Now his hands are wide open and his call is sober, still, and subtle.
 He will teach me to trust no man but to trust him, the creator of mankind
 That I may humble myself. That I may seek his face, so he will lift my soul and show me grace.
I don’t care how long it will take him to right this wrong. I’m willing to wait for healing that healing from heaven

 To be deceived is an error; to deceive myself is stupidity
My realization of this truth is belated. For I have hitherto deceived myself with your friendship
Like Jesus and john, like the seed of Jesse and Jonathan, I thought our friendship would be jolly
But your latest antic has shown me your unfriendly friendliness.
My friend, even my own familiar friend in whom I trusted, with whom I have eaten from the same plate,
And to whom I gave a gun to shoot my enemies, has shot me with it, not in error but in glee
O God be merciful to me

When you were ill, I grieved for you; I fasted for you whilst you prayed
People saw my tears for you and took us for siblings. I cared for you as I would my sick mother
The only thing left was the absence of a covenant. Because our bond needed no such chord
 But now you smile at my tears and giggle at my agony. You snare at me and mock my faith
For the good I have done you have paid me in evil coins. You have made me sick and put pain in my loins
An urge builds up in me to tender a similar blow. A replica of you wickedness
A filling from within my guts pushes me to tell the world of your deeds
But I refuse to hearken to my flesh because I am born of his spirit
That same spirit that raised my Lord from the dead, Will quicken the healing process

For his hands are wide open and his call is sober, still, and subtle
 He will teach me to trust no man but to trust him, the creator of mankind
 That I may humble myself. That I may seek his face, so he will lift my soul and show me grace.
I don’t care how long it will take him to right this wrong. I’m willing to wait for healing that healing from heaven

.bigDAN
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