Tomorrow at church i have the privilege to  share a spoken word piece that iIhave written that goes along with the pastor's message. I am really excited, but nervous at the same time. i hope my poem is powerful enough to impact at lease one person in the service. Wish me luck world :) 

Transform 

Preform 

A transplant 

My last chance

See I feel as though its time 

Lord I'm willing to mime 

No more on my own time 

I hear the bells. I hear the chimes.

I hear you calling my name 

Your voice, the same 

But this time my answer has changed 

See my answer is .. Change. 

I have this mentality 

That keeps on bounding me 

Its holding me back

And getting me off track 

Its patience I lack.

I know you will do it, but when?

And do you need my help?

Should I jump in ?

I've got a bended spine 

I need a new mind 

A ruber neck

Get me in check

Check out 

My broken heart

Just tell me where to start 

Lost I am 

I need a plan 

I've been looking 

And looking

And searching 

For some thing for anything 

But kept on passing by 

The only thing

Your word 

The perfect blueprint 

If I follow it , my condition. Mint. 

I let these people tint 

My perception of you 

Filling my mind with doubt 

And looking first to everyone but you 

See lord what I'm begging of you

Is that you would begin to renew 

Create a new heart in me 

One that's pure you see 

So that I can fulfill 

all that is destined of me