awareness

awareness

what a joy when the spirit brings you awareness 

awareness of your faults

awareness of your energy 

awareness of what was 

awareness of what is 

awareness of why you can't stop

awareness of why we act

 awareness of the crowd

awareness of the why 

awareness of the how

everyone has an opinion 

everyone says they care

 who goes there 

a sinner and a holy one 

can it be dangerous to be too open

to be too understanding

i met different people 

i seen different people 

attempts on my life (spirit) 

attempts to violate (spirit)

 attempts to trespass (spirit)

am i protected, spirit? 

i see clearer, spirit

walking together the heart in tune

i hear you

i feel you

i was caught up in the mud

 the mud of songs they sing

 caught up in the truth spirit brings

 mad for a reason

 but at the same time no reason

 it all shall fade away

 inserting themselves in my energy

 wanting a counsel with me

 when i am not holier than them

ive said it before and i will say it again

 there's better teachers out there friends

 i am a sunflower warrior by nature

 the fight in me is a gift and a curse

 the visions are a gift and a curse

 i have ideas, i want to make them a reality

a granddaughter of an imprisoned man

granddaughter of a fearless woman

my attentive ear listening 

my attentive ear after play

efforts they made floated away 

but really floated my way 

i want a legacy for me 

but for my families stake 

they must get a plate 

i must honor what they gave

 fighting for my words

 fighting for my ideas 

that God gave 

maybe i held on too tight and went the wrong way

 but God makes it clear 

everything will be used for good

lessons i needed to learn 

let go of my anger

 you are not my anchor

 you are not my safe space

 in the moment i shout but i am out

out of the dark

 running wild like a free horse

 a free horse can be free and domesticated

to live with its new family

 to live a life meant for (me) 

my past i lived my wildest dream

 i ran free, i lived a dream

 i was captured by the enemy in the spirit

the enemy brought more enemies

i cried out 

i wrote it out 

but nothing could get it out

i had let the fire grow larger

i had to nearly drown 

i had to let go

i couldn't go out

i couldn't dress up 

i mean for what

 God they did their crafts against me

 and they declared defeat

the raised glasses to me

but not of glory but to my defeat

it was torture you see but i had to endure 

what all the Moses' in my family couldn't defeat

luckily i had he

Jesus, reminding me daily, reminding me in dreams

 hey remember me, you are my daughter 

you are of me

how could it be, the lord knows me

i never wanted the glory just for me 

but to expand my families tree

maybe enjoy a Cuba Librrrr

maybe see what money can do 

maybe it wasn't time, and that is cool 

i know now it is true, they do what they do 

i accused them & i accuse you(me)

you may not have done what they've done

 but you sinned too

 did the lord not say he will fight for you

 sunflower warrior these here giants aren't meant

to be slayed by you

your existence alone to them is "cruel"

because it is living proof they moved like fools

 it is proof that God is real

 because after all the attacks, (i've seen it, that's a fact)

you still spat back

you went at the juggler 

you didn't take it, you didn't lie flat

you showed your teeth & you growled back

i applaud you for that but no more 

i shall be the one to lay them flat 

no need to react 

kisses to the birds 

gratitude for the sun

morning no more, every day is a grand rising run

 why is it so appetizing 

to know you are loved from heaven

 from the core

 the underworld the ancestors caught up in the war 

dashed to a waiting place 

dashed to see what their hearts will say

 do you remember seeing the cat & the darkness slain

i remember the aftermath 

i couldn't believe it 

i met the young man 

wondering outside

 i knew i owed him something

 some kind words, some advice

 let him know you'll be alright

 never give up the fight

 best of luck to you 

you're that guy 

he was someone just passing me by

all the dirt was cleared alright

 Jesus made a way so we can shine

 can we do it all alone

 i say no

but i am "weak" when it comes to

trespassing against the meek, trespassing against my family, trespassing against the me

i have been trespassed against and who in the flesh defends me

i received love from strangers but what did it mean

 my family tree wanted me to be a leaf to leave

 but they knew not what they did 

by the ones we love we want to be respected 

but like Joseph often we are sold and neglected

 it is the time they speak of 

family against each other 

cast your worries to your father

 he can help you resolve them, don't be stubborn

 don't be like me

be better, in a way that's why i write these letters

 although i over share it's clear

 it's a duty

please relieve me of perfection

 i am simply a being

 a sinner, a person

 me you don't follow

 me you don't worship

 don't hold me higher because i converse closely with the father

 he is my refuge, my friend, in my darkest days he made a way

a way for my smiles to exist

a fighting spirit who clings to bliss

that drops to its knees and knows it's weak 

when it's been hit

 greatest is HE within me 

i simply trust, i simply believe.

-La'Lee Zion

p.s. 

never give up on your dreams, even when you give up...

give them life again... it is important to write your goals down. when you re enter the calm state, where your mind is clear, you can re visit them and you can re invent. God is always there. 

✝️🫶🏾

 

 

 

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