This Time

Wake up laying in the bed.

From a nightmare of seeing the dead surrounding me.

Visualizing how spirits can hunt the living.

So as I lay I thank God I’m still awake.

Drowned just yesterday in my sorrows.

Feeling like time is now.

Standing at a cliff on the edge.

Looking down, seeing a bottomless hole.

Heard a voice say take a leap of faith.

Time is now, if I want to bury my past.

As I say my last prayer, a sign was given.

Didn’t want to see nor hear truth.

Lies of a liar called life.

Why should I fall to see light in darkness.

I thought living was being alive.

How do I believe a guy who enslaved me.

Modern day slavery, when I pay to die.

Pain is pleasure like bitter turned sweet.

Follow the widows peak to get peace.

Take the pill to start saving.

The more I do, the solution goes far from home.

I grab the cross & Bible to give life.

While jumping I never seen a vision so clear.

Brought myself to the point of what’s called suicide.

Being raised up from the barrow.

Born again religion tells me, free from sin.

 

Thanks, everyone for being patient with me. I have been working hard to sustain in life.

This year I will be getting back to the poetry and short stories.

Have a Blessed Day.

Thoughts For Survival

Hello everyone,

Let me start off by saying anyone that thinks life is not fair, it was never meant to be fair. Yes we all go through situations and ask God why. When really everybody says the same thing everything happens for a reason. So if everything happens for a reason and God allows it, then it must be to show approval. I’m a put it out there for you all to read, I have been living less than paycheck to paycheck for the last 3 yrs. Of course it bothers me, but when you think like I do you just learn to deal with it and go about your way. It’s like no matter how hard you try to do right, it’s always set backs. I was watching the vice presidential debate, and what I received from that was history repeats itself. Meaning when racism and hatred was at an all time high back in the day. Put two and two together and you will see those things coming back to the necked eye, and it’s just getting started. Poverty is now raising to the middle class and modern-day slavery is here. Every time I turn around the politicians is mentioning how it’s going to be either rich, or poor. It hurts to see how the people who make up this whole country fall for the mess they feed us. Everything that happens in the United States, is actually planned. The September 11th event was scheduled originally in the mid 90’s.  How is it that the Americans doesn’t read between the lines. Another thing you know it’s all staged, when in my history class during high school I watched Bin Laden train those kids without the green screen technology. Having a black president is even staged, like the Mr. Kennedy killing. I’m not trying to persuade you all at all, all I want you to do is read and watch how things happens in America. It’s wild how those that do make a career out of living off the system. I do agree with Romney about taking those that’s on Housing off, because they’re not the ones that pay taxes. For us that pay taxes for the others that abuse the system I can’t stand the most. Reason being is because when one of us hard workers that may have a rough patch, gets denied for help. Just because those people who use the tax payers money just as well as the prisons. I don’t get while the money we pay taxes with goes towards those that don’t deserve the three hots and a cot. I work  hard and sometimes can’t eat three times a day. Back to the Government I can’t stand how they only out to build the rich people pockets and the ones that’s need a break can’t get ahead. History didn’t lie though America was founded on lies and greed. To this very day those disgracing principles are still among us now. All I know all of us have the same organs and all have the same life spans. It’s just that some of us is not going to compromise our dignity to reach fame and fortune.  So now that I gave you enough to think about, just sleep on that for a while.

Everyone please take interest to be honest with yourselves about what’s going on in the world. Another big thought to think about, “Rich People” only donate and start foundations to get people around the world like the middle class to support them.  Really all it is when they do it, it’s considered a tax write off. Last time I checked donations is something you do from the heart and not for what you can get in return. For instance if I start a cancer foundation and gain fans plus a tax credit, I basically gained what I have donated plus more. Just open your eyes and think hard and be honest when doing so.

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Peace, love and hair grease.

Smile

Hello World,

 

Today is a new day.

Where it seems to rain and pour.

Sunshine to show through and brighten the day.

All the struggles of life can bring stress and anger.

Which turns into bitterness and pain.

When you think things are about to turn for the worst some more.

The light tends to shine brighter, than the darkness that rise.

Tell your storm it is only waiting to past.

Troubles will not last forever.

Every scar  in time will heal.

For every trial, there will be a judge to over rule.

All the tragic pleasures of life, overcoming the obstacle should take place.

Battle scars will be proven that you can with stand the fleshy  test in the world.

For every young man and woman in the world, there is someone to help you conquer the issue.

When two, or more are gathered in Jesus name, there he should be in the mist.

I really didn’t want to sound churchly, but God’s mercy I can’t deny.

He will fight your battles, long as you and I allow him to.

All he wants is a willing child.

I am a Godly man, that still live here on earth.

I do fall short within my flesh and sin.

I constantly fight my self on going by actions in God’s way.

Now I should not fight, and worry about feeling soft about being a Christian Man.

If God shows you love and kindness, letting you wake up give him praise.

I will not allow others to take me into a different direction of action when it comes to God’s love.

So stop giving those that wish upon your downfall power over you.

Realize that those that speak negative upon you are only doing what their spirit is telling them.

You are battling their spirit not them as a person.

It’s all a spiritual warfare, in the day of walking towards the King up stairs.

The real G O D.

 

 

 

For all of you that read my blog from the USA to the other Countries and Islands Thanks for helping me.

All of you that do read this, you are the ones that help me truly share my gift. Please leave a comment, or email the blog address Broadwayknowledgeblog@yahoo.com to inform me on what you think about my messages I give.

Have A Blessed Day!

Broadway’s Home

Hello World,

 

This day is starting off on the right track for real. I’m back where everything is big, Agg Town what up, Tripple D what up, Funky Town what up. Man I feel such a weight has been lifted off my back. Broadway’s  home, yes i said it I’m home everybody. Taking that four-month vacate from the stress in Texas was cool. I needed to really get away and build with my family, The Love Boat is going to be alright. My Pastor Harold Durham and First Lady Durham said the trip was going to make us, or break us and we made it. Not big on Christianity, but GOD provided that bond and love. Looking back at the Johnson vacation it really had its challenges and tests. God is that solid rock, I had to be taken to the King as Tamela Mann said. I don’t want people to think I softened up, I just know how to let it be known I’m not in the street life building my status no more. My ladies have really set me to reality, if I go who can they depend on to love them like I do. I know people will say they will help them out, but people that’s my responsibility to take care of mines no one else. So long as the Lord bless me to live, I’m working on setting them up for life.  My son that is coming  in God’s timing is really going to learn everything from a real guy, and see his dad stick around to handle business. No jabs are being thrown at all, I’m thankful for my sperm donor he taught me to be stronger without his helping hand. My dad Quinton Currie taught me to stand as a man with Faith in the Big Man upstairs. It took someone who didn’t birth me to teach me somethings about life, I’m bless to at least to have someone who felt I was important enough to love me. As a teen he had my back, now I am able to look back and say I had a dad when I needed one the most. He married my mom, and still standing with her for  twelve years and going. To my little brother that had his life cut short, I love you. Just know your big brother here living for you the way you should see life. Everything happens for a reason, but God know what it takes for people to straighten out. I want people to really know me instead of assuming they do. I’m mature and smarter than I was coming up. This four months away from the only parent that birth me, taught me to separate and love from a distance.  She did the best she could to raise to young men on her own, both in college. One married with a family, so she did pretty darn good. Angie you will always be a good mother in my eyes, no matter the drama we have so that’s what it is. Anyone that looks in and think different she had tough love growing up and that was history repeated. Connie Broadway has so much influence in our lives that she will never know, unless God let her watch in on us. I can live with the fact that so many love ones have been taken from me. God needed them to straighten them out, or show them on the big screen what mess ups they have done over their time of living. I love all you all, Big Stuff you walked me to school everyday. Grandma Connie you live through my daughter same bday and all. Uncle Arthur you live through so many of us it’s crazy attitudes and everything. Most of all my big sis and brother Charles and Charleen thanks for letting me and Dezi take mom’s attention. It would have been cool to have a big brother and let me be a middle child. Back to the mission my extended family has made me feel so loved, blood don’t make us any closer. I’m closer to my extended family it’s crazy how God let people come into my life and stay there even when I thought they had arterial motives. I’m glad to have brothers and aunts and uncles that want the best for me without even being from the same bloodline. I wish I can touch some people hearts to want the same for themselves, because as time is coming to an end with the world family is more important again. I am going to have to end this post on a note that people will understand I am blessed and highly favored through Christ that strengthens me. Only dude that you know that God gives everything to when the timing is right free of charge. Getting ready to get a new car, because he has better things for me. God puts me to the test with problems so much, I know he figure I wouldn’t be bothered by the weight. I always overcome, and do my thing with my ladies. They love me unconditionally and proves it everyday. I uplifted them from their home to take them somewhere I know they don’t fit in. God brought us back to his Country as my Pastor say. Thanks for reading my welcome back home letter.

 

Peace, love and hair grease.

P.S. Uncle Malcom and The Misses

You all made my last night there the best ate a crave case, and apple bee’s at the same darn time, lol.

Woke Up Feeling Good

Hello Everybody,

 This morning was great, had some one on one time wife the wife before starting the day. After I arrived at work the dark clouds started to surround the area. Of course you can guess what happened next, rain, rain and more rain. Though it is pouring recycled water over and over, it still is a good day. For those that don’t know, I am getting ready to move back home to the Lone Star state. I sent an application off to the apartments I will like to move into. Asking God to once again favor me and my ladies to get where we want to go. I know I was hard-headed and moved without his consent, but I have learned not to move within my feelings. Every time I start to think about my finances I start to worry, but God say don’t worry in good doings. So I am going to try to hold fast to his power and faith. I do know once I get back to where I belong in “God’s Country” I will be fine all over again. I should never let someone discourage me from being happy and enjoying myself. I vow I will put up with the extra stuff, than to move my family into an uncomfortable place ever again. I love  my family and relatives, I know you may be thinking why say both in the same sentence. In this case family is people you can argue/ fight with and still be there when it counts. Relatives are those that only come around, or keep in contact when they are in need of whatever.  Deep down I know I won’t have the dream team I want, but I can make the best of all the company from all angles. I will just have to separate the pieces and play my part to keep things assembled. The division in my families are keeping me stand-offish, not trying to be rude, just wanting to keep peace and hold me sane. It’s hard being a person that’s young and a black sheep trying to stand your ground to everyone that’s much older and don’t respect you in some way. Overall I don’t harbor any feelings towards it, I just know long as I got me that’s what really matters. Let me get back to what I really started off thinking about. Sorry for the loop, a customer at my job stopped me to help with some garden hardware. I want to do right by those that stand behind me. If I somehow let you down, hey don’t forget you let someone else down as well. Man I know how to flip the script, I’m good at that. This year I do plan to vote, but only for the politician that gives the better support for those in the middle class. Most likely Obama, just saying he came from the Chi where things are tough, like Saint Louis. I wanted to throw that out there, he has his motives to, but it’s not going to hurt blacks and browns like if Romney gets in office. I need grants and things of that nature to go to school, but being that he is rich now he forgot where he came from apparently. Then on top of that Romney wants to convict every female that gets abortions, but don’t want to stop what’s really killing us. Wow politicians are crazy, so I may not vote, nah I am. Lost track of time again so I am going to get back to my day job. Another out of space thought, I have gotten better with my spelling errors.

Have A Good Day.

The Best Of My Moods

 

Let’s come take a walk with me.

Things are really taking a turn for the worse.

You all should know I’m finally here.

I do need people to pray for me.

I wake up feeling hunted by the screams of people.

Telling me all the wrong I have done.

As they come to me one by one, I see no face.

I was once someone who could be calm, then flip out.

I know how it may seem, I’m a bad boy.

Never meant to conjure up anger, and bitterness.

I wish I could tell you my hurt, but you would only run from me.

As for me I see life as a ball while I’m shackled.

I know I will never see why the lessons.

One day it should come to a stop, and not be brief.

Trying to give my all, so I can keep you all around.

It’s hard how things don’t turn out like I visioned.

Is this the way it suppose to be.

If tomorrow is not promised, why can’t we stay happy long enough to see the world.

I want me and old homies to kick it.

All they see is I left and created a large bridge, to far to cross.

I can reintroduce myself I am Broadway.

I can not sit and watch things fly by.

My sister Chaz Jones let me know how to recognize the big picture.

She was my reality check, she was young and couldn’t overcome her obstacle.

She passed at a young age and left a lil man.

I wish I would’ve been there to help with the broken pieces.

Chaz you the reason why I know how a strong person can live and show no anger with the illness.

Know I miss you, I check on the fam every chance I get.

Let me know in my dreams if I am living up to what a friend is.

You helped me through a lot of tragic situations in life.

You helped encourage me when I got married, trying to be there for me.

I couldn’t return the favor, since I couldn’t tell Jesus not now.

Rest in Peace sis, I can’t figure out why you were the most positive person in my life even when you was timed.

Now that so much has pasted me up, I’m going crazy .

Maybe I attract drama, don’t know if it’s just the trend life is obsessed with.

I feel like hell on earth, is keeping me from moving forward.

Patience is something I can’t provide, since things don’t give me time.

Like you want to know, why I can’t say I’m going to make life treasure.

Most situations pull me under, and chase me to the winehouse.

Knowing I’m fresh out the rehab.

My dreams and visions can make you think hard.

Blink just once you can be consumed by my inception.

I feel like an old soul, why looking like misery.

I feel like I’m stuck in my time, I try to do different things just stay the same.

Don’t you criticize me for being me, when I don’t know who I am.

I’m numb to the hurt, so I’m overlooked and misunderstood.

Everything I know to do right, I sense to do wrong.

Hopefully my daughter grows up to be there for me, knowing how guilty I am.

Hopefully my wife can get to understand me, and don’t suppress.

I just want to be different, but still stay the same under the sun.

I’m always on the outside looking in.

I can see through you, even though I’m selfish.

I look in the mirror and feel I’m not desirable.

I don’t let up, so you can let me down.

Don’t dim my lights to slight me.

You looking for someone to blame, I can’t be that solution.

I pour my heart over my words and you still try to thrill me.

You can never drill me, to derail me.

I fall and get up and I’m still me.

Some of you all say you love me, but then somehow it’s not the same.

Most of you don’t see my growth, only my failures in some positions.

Some folks are so naive, not me I go insane.

I’m immune to the depression, so it may be my brain.

High off more than life, got more than what’s in the pupil of the eye.

A lot of you always throw out thoughts like grace.

It may have to be unforgiving that I can’t move at the pace as others.

I’m only just being me, I love me more.

Uplifting you when I can’t get up, how does that work.

I love the pain, and suffering.

I’m successful off my own admission.

Long way to go, after I wake up out this coma.

I see the spot light, where the sun burns my skin.

We are like birds with feathers.

Guess the fake is going to relax the real.

Truth can kill, if you with draw.

I have to stay calm, being that the ones who probably love me most is dead and gone.

My inspiration comes from the way of walking.

Don’t ask me to break up like the balls on the pool table.

Stress and my soul makes pleasure, that cause hurt.

These are my issues so we never really met.

I’m out…..

Thanks for taking another ride with me.

World Vs The Church

I was analyzing the Meek Millz and a pastor named (Jomo) dispute about the “amen” song. It’s very interesting how pastor(Jomo) stepped out of his place to try and speak to someone that is out of touch with the spiritual connection with God. I listened for the first time to the aired discussion and Meek said he does’nt want to hear anything about what pastor (Jomo) had to say and went on to say he doesn’t believe in God. Well there you have it, the conversation should have ended there. Tuning in I felt as if pastor (Jomo) should have let it be, because common sense would have let me know you can’t speak to someone that’s rolling in doe. Especially a person that has one goal in life, is to make his music sell to feed his family. Me personally I never waste my time to argue about someone believing like I do nor watch what they say like I do. People around the world view God differently, than others. So you could never really reach out to them, only through prayer. When that person is put on a higher level in life that you are. To think a rapper would really hear you out is funny to me because he’s always going to view it as you want something out of it. Regular people act like that everyday, and they barely making rent money, just saying. I believe in God and I have Christian beliefs because I want to now that I’m older. Even as a artist of so many things myself, I wouldn’t dare write songs of that nature, just saying. Overall I felt Pastor (Jomo) should have just kept him on his prayer list….Bottom line everybody isn’t ready to except the Lord until they are ready, or when he makes them break down to that point in life. Lesson learned pastors that really preach the life they live, don’t have to step out they element. My Pastor would’ve never took part in that, he let God fight battles like that. It’s to many people in the world, for someone just to finger out one person wrong doings. Please give me feed back because it’s crazy that I feel the way pastor (Jomo) does, and understand Meeks frustration. We as humans have had our share on the other side of life, we all are not perfect nor born without sin.

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