A Prayer for thee Angels in the streets

Hebrews 13:2

King James Version (KJV)

² Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares


who considers 

the inconsiderate,
the starved,
the starving that will feed the hungry,
the hungry who have no food.

darkest places for sleep
a box for Her head
partially covered
the box that hides an Old Lady
in a box with a cross.

who with a spirit of chairty provides 3 chicken sandwiches with
no hesitation,
no hesitation
for
     a sandwich
and
     a prayer

who considers a Mother,
                        a Grand Mother,
                        a Sister,
                        a Daughter
Whose cement pillows grow cold in the night
                       only dirty enough so  She won't be seen.
                       She is real:
                       a Lady,
                       aWoman
                       of Worth,
                       Worth
                       a Prayer,
                       a Hug
Someone To Love
                      some Food.
                                     what is what we must do 
                                     to get this message through
                      a Lady in a box covers Her head
                                                           Her shame
                                                           Her loneliness.  Yet it does not remove
                                                           Her pain,
                                                           Her hurt,
                                                           Her struggle, nor
                                                           Her jungle of concrete beds.
                                                           Her life is real
                                                           Her pain i do feel
                   an  Angel that lays at our feet
                   hungry and cold looking lost and so old
                   a Lady
                   an Angel
                   a Soul
                   a Vision of life passed by.
                   will we
                   Love the Lady in the box with a cross
                   a Human
no matter
     what
no matter
Who
no matter
     where
She came from
right here
right now
is She just an old lady in the streets?  no Home
                                                            no Food
                                                            to  eat
She sleeps alone in dark corners on a myriad of these Fresno Streets.
She is for now, just an old lady in a box with a cross
to ponder...

a Lady's Worth:
              Worth Love,
              Worth hope, Never Ever 
a            Worthless Lady
because
she lives in abox with a cross.
               In Jesus Name      turn her box
                            into many moving boxes
                            into her new home
                                                          boxes of food
                                                          boxes of clothes
                                                          boxes of all the living essentials
                                           A Gifted Box with a pretty design that holds the Word 
                                                                                                                 your Words in a Biblical box
                                                                                                                                                          boxes of Love
                                                                                                                                                          for the once Lady
                                                                                                                              in the streets in a box with a cross
                                                                                                                              in             
                                                                                                                              Jesus Name Amen
Edited By: Mr. Jeremy Boriack
           By: Ink Knighted Poet
                                                                                                                                                   

The phone "E" friend

                The phone

                holds our souls

                we have

                no control

                it has 

                solely  n  soulfully

                uncared

                for

                time    n

                time again

                time

                not

                well spent

                we don't stop

                we don't smile

                we don't listen

                we are not here

                we are      there

                in a layer

                of  

                technology

                we   talk no more

                we   sit so close

                yet

                we   speak

                not  

                we are

                not

                       speaking

                

                 why

              

                we are

                friendly

                to it

                    it loves us

                not

                    it tells you

                              you're beautiful

                in articles of screens   

               does it mean

               as much

               as the

               fellow or Lady

               who smiles

               who stops

               who says

               oh thee you are

               Lovely

               thee Heavenly presence

              of Beauty

              of  Delight

              oh thee a sight

              of Happiness

              oh thee a glow

              a glow that speaks to me

              to say  have a nice day   how are you

              we could of been lifelong friends    when darkness hits   

              you

              turn on your phone

              you are

              turned on

                       by the phone 

              to see  

              you see

              this is you    the world on the phone    no room for us

                                                                                   who is us

                                                                                              us is me

                                                                                                      me and you

             lets stop and talk  I Promise not to  turn off   in the middle of a conversation

                                                            or freeze    in your time of trouble      

                                                            or  get lost in your time of need

                                                            or just not  pay

   so

   I won't have to say

   I Love You any more

   Ill

   Hear    thee

   I need  

   a      Human friend

   not

   a  phone 

   a     phones  friend

   thee

   controlling

       obsessive friend

 

By: Ink Knighted Poet

ANGELS AND A SAINT

“ANGELIC HOSTS”

FRESNO’S DOWNTOWN LIBRARY

OF

LOVE ,

HOPE

NOW

CHANGING

THE

ONCE

HOPELESS

Angelical

Metaphysical

Supernatural existence

in

you and

you

in all you’s

do

done

not just for the moment of perfecting Divine Help

and

assistance

in the

sweetest

smoothest

caring

and

purified way

the senior

and

Director

above that

a

Queen

and

King

of not divided angelic realms Delivering Self worth the Blue butterfly fly   that flutters by so Graciously achieves more than

achievements of obstacle amazements to complete a Senior Blue Butterflies halo

of infinite embracement

of better knowledge

for paths

of least resistance

for instance

to guarantee one is going in the right direction

Angel Blue

Blue Butterfly flies

Lovely

Angel

Blue goes by the Butterfly wings of Love taking in all thats for the Good

Patiently watchful

an

Angelic Blue Butterfly flies

dwells

wings moved by the spirit

as winds turns the sail

Angelically Present

Divinely sent

to the

Ink Knighted Poet

in her

Blue Butterfly flutter

comes close

Angelic host

at a Saints decreed Post

comes to suggest

Another

Angel of Extreme

Giant Qualities

An Angelic Master

of

Literacy

and Linguistics

An Angel's Tongue

translating slowly for me to follow

i follow close

Angel of

Verbalocity

only slowed for a Saint to know

a mission of Love

Kindness

to take

Pourink

from

a

rock kicker

lifer

to be

Ink spirited

Ink Inspired

of walksee poems

Ink Knighted by an Infinite

Intellectual

Angelical Giant

close by an

Angelical Blue Butterfly flys

Love

combines

forces

of

Love Displays

Pure

Angelic

Love

By:Ink Knighted Poet

Dedicated A Friend

Diana whitworth and Friend Jeremy Boriack

in

order

in

tune

with

Ladies First.

With Love to Both:)

I offer to you Thee Shakespeare

To be Remembered  is  not unheard of

Happy Birth Day Shakespeare April 23 ,1564 -1616∞

Legacy

is

Memory

which lives

in

Knowledge

preserved

in

the

books

of

Educators

By Ink Knighted Poet.

Perpetual Ink Spiration

   Global Velocity

   sound entranced 

   spinning of the earth 

   the ocean senses your worth

   out of control eyes stretch

                                 stretch to the point of no control    lost in its speed its magnitude 

                                                               of force approaching

                                                destination forced back

                                                             by force and spun

                                                                                 spun further and faster to return and begin again

 to go never slow      velocity of mountains

                                              of rivers

                                              of rocks holding on to destiny of a plan

                                                                             to spin in tune with nature and 

                                                                                              the plan for

                                                                                              the God fearing man

                                                                                                                       and women

                                                                                                                      can achieve     through Faith      

             Faith 

                                                                                 

   In the Lord Jesus Christ 

            All Things Are Possible 

   in Motion

 By Ink Knighted Poet