Echoes of a once wounded but now restored heart...

“God rewrote the text of my life when I opened the book of my heart to His eyes.” —Psalm 18:24 (The Message Bible) An account of my life events.... Echoes from my heart to the very heart of God....

Thursday, February 18, 2016

Somebody almost walked off with all of my stuff (For Colored Girls)

As many times as I’ve heard this poem. It moved me like never before at this point in my life. I almost lost it all. I almost made the choice to lose it all. I almost gave another total control of my future. I almost allowed him to walk away with my sanity, my self worth, and my life. I became unrecognizable and yet God was doing so much in my life.Taking me to world platforms, opening great and effectual doors and taking my gifts before Kings and yet I was casting my pearls before swines. He was so broken and I thought I could save him but in the end both of us needed to be saved. So often we give so much of our self to one person till there's nothing left for you and you realize you gave some body all your stuff they didn't even have to take it. This is not the full poem I shortened it and personalised it. 
Hope it inspires someone to get your stuff back!



Somebody almost walked off with all of my stuff (For Colored Girls)
***I personalised and added my own name
Somebody almost walked off with all of my stuff
And didn't care enough to send a note home saying I was late for my solo conversation
Or two sizes too small for my own tacky skirts
What can anybody do with something of no value on
a open market?
did you get a dime for my things?
hey man
Did you get a dime for my things?
Hey man, where are you going with all of my stuff?
This is a woman's trip, I need my stuff
Honest to God! Somebody almost ran with all of my stuff
And I didn't bring anything but the kick and sway of it
...and none of it is theirs
This is mine...Taffy L.Gotora 's own things,...
That's my name now give me my stuff
I see you hiding my laugh and how
I gotta have to get to my choice
So you can't have me unless I give me away
And I was doing all that till you ran off on a good thing
And who is this you left me with? A bad attitude
I i wants my things I want my arm wit the birth mark
& my leg with the bike burns
i want my calloused feet & quik language back in my mouth
I want my own things how I love them
stealin my stuff from me
dont make it yrs
makes it STO…LEN
somebody almost run off wit all of my stuff!!
& i was standin there
looking at myself
the whole time & it wasnt a spirit who took my stuff
It was a man who's ego won't drown like road ants shadow
It was a man faster than my innocence
It was a lover I made too much room for almost ran off with all of my stuff
And i didnt know I’d give it up so quick
And the one runnin wit it
don’t know he got it
And i’m shoutin this is mine
And he dont know he got it/
my stuff is the anonymous ripped off treasure of the year
did you know somebody almost got away wit me?
me in a plastic bag under their arm
me
danglin on a string of personal carelessness
i’m spattered with mud & city rain
And no i didnt get a chance to take a douche
hey man!
this is not your prerogative
i gotta have me in my pocket
to get round like a good woman should
Why dont your find your own things
And leave this package of me for my destiny
I’m the only one that
can HANDLE it
Somebody almost ran off with all of my stuff
And I was standing there looking at myself the whole time
Did you know somebody almost got away with me!
Me! in a plastic bag under his arm, Me!Taffy L.Gotora!
Somebody almost walked off with all of my stuff!