Darkness To Light

Because you left I was sifted into a tailspin, thrown about like a hurricane that came in the night

My darkness was stronger than the strongest wave

You opened my heart with an unimaginable force.

Everything in me felt you, your presence so great, so consuming

As fast as you came you departed my life

Leaving a wreckage that only a hurricane could bring

Now as I sit repairing the storm called you.

I wonder what kind of faith could bring me through

What grace, mercy could take me from this pain

I closed my eyes dying to the love I had for you

I opened my eyes living for the love he has for me

That very mercy I prayed to grab me, that faith so strong it heals

Yes He has hold of me carrying me to a new place

A place where only peace can dwell

Now in the mountains where he has rescued me I feel the warmth of his presence

The softness of his love

The happiness of him having my heart in his hands

Yes rescued and loved by his mercy

RasMichele

A Change Is Needed

Imagine for a moment….If everyone, all races, all backgrounds came together, united as those did it the movie when blacks (the members of NWA) were being targeted for the color of their skin by the police. 

If everyone said enough. If when you saw a cop abusing their power you stopped your car, the next man, woman also did the same and said enough. Every voice united and just said enough. We will no longer tolerate the blatant racism of those police officers, bad seeds that are abusing their power. If when walking down the street and you saw a police officer harassing a black American simply because they are black. You stopped and asked what was the problem. And others stopped and inquired the same. And then you took it a step further you took down his name and badge number and filed a complaint. And we continued to do this until we saw a change. 

If our mentality was as it was back then things wouldn’t be going down quit this way. And I feel that the atmosphere is changing, people are getting tired of the murdering being done in the streets of innocent people. Change must come. And it must come soon or there will be an uprising of the people. 

RasMichele