Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger

In the Light

It must be nice, to wear whatever fits,

And still look spectacular.

It must be nice, to show yourself off

To the rest of the world, for any excuse.

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How does it feel, to be used for your body,

Treated like an object, a toy, a decoration?

We’re all pulled in, to believe the lies

About beauty and happiness.

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Solomon had every woman around,

Being a king, with power and wealth.

But he concluded that having it all

Is meaningless, just an ego trip.

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If you want happiness, look inside.

You’ll find a hurting child,

Desperate for attention, love and value.

Then take that child by the hand.

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Lead her to the safety, security,

Wisdom and healing power

Of a loving Father, who does not judge,

But forgives, and will hold her

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In his arms, until she cries it all out,

And then starts to trust him,

A little more each day, through all

The storms of life that come.

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She will be ready, for she will know,

The battle is the Lord’s, not hers.

She only has to trust him,

And walk in his light.

Such A Waste

Shake do right strictness control

Only a spouse not a friend not family

Just a spouse so what does that mean

I let you drown and leave you to die

Of all the wounds you inflict on yourself

A rocky road I know but I care which is

More than I’d say for most I only want

What you want but I can let it go and be

with you on rules if they’re explained

And if I don’t like it might break my

Heart but if that is what I need you need

They need we should stick together go

Far then drop down into the trees to rest

No drama no worries might work you will

Be respected which is important like all

Those commercials it’s your body it’s

your right to do with as you please all in

Start again on the right foot second

chances all in we’ve got so much privilege

As a country and as a race we should do

Something positive with it such a waste

A Need (A Fight)

Bounce back fill slack remote meander

Still murky bottom strangle pee possible

Penitent reveal actual kneel real beaut

Sting mud stale enroll stab my my

Never remain communicate amble

Everiengelicate grounded she felt

That promise in action social kept

Mayan northern temple laud ensemble

Could I know him on a plane and you

Get him here ASAP told make it HAPPEN.

Think!

Background stoop past clash with

Authority problem coexist you think

You’re better than a handful I doubt

For a minute you’ve a nullify lifting

Weights tangling treats for domestic

Sly foxes never permitted at home

Behind bars at school a waste of free

Time bothering with tests and programs

Teach for life, damn it, forget college

Or any of that crap yes you might save

A few but who will become homeless

Or on the street hustling aged out and

Misdirected by a broken system that

Ignores their pain just makes them do

What others cannot stupid I think