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A MAN DEFINED



A Man is honest, stern,

and yet he`s flexible.

A Man is compassionate, humble,

and yet he`s confident.

A Man is loyal, trustworthy,

and yet he`s fallible.

A Man is responsible, free hearted,

and yet he`s disciplined.

A Man is productive, just,

and yet he`s reasonable.

A Man is stable, opinionated,

and yet he compromises.

A Man is teachable, persuasive,

and yet he gives.

A Man is emotional, vulnerable,

and yet he`s an idol.

A Man is respectful, resourceful,

and yet he`s wise.

A Man is humane, protective,

and yet he`s humorous.

A Man is a myth, a phantom,

and yet he`s not illusive.

A Man is not pure, not perfect,

and yet he is A MAN!!!



By: Jon Maurice Broadnax Sr.



A Seedling



Born long before he was ever conceived,

for a million miles away was the orgin of this seed.



A seed of a King, not no ordinary Man.

Tossed and blown with the wind to some far distant land.



The soil was foriegn, the climate was strange,

but for its` own survival the little seedling changed.



It dugged in its` roots, it reached for the sun.

From this little seed new generations begun.



But its` life was not easy it stood alone in the field.

With its` strength and persistance it refused to be killed.



Though now different from your maker little seedling understand.

Your strength comes from your orgin, You`re A King

"The Black Man"



By Jon Maurice Broadnax Sr.









Un-tie My Hands





You wonder why things go astray, how could life be so tough?

You bring to me through ordain prayer your desire when things are rough.

I have given to you your instructions, for each one I have certain plans.

I chose to give you all free will, you choose to tie my hands.



But! You proclaim "Not I Lord Father. I would never be that cruel,

for I study hard upon your word, I know your Golden Rule.

I claim you as my personal God through Christ the Son of Man."

My child still I ask of you, "Why have you tied my hands?"



Please understand my love for you my blessed and special child.

Instead of rebuking that simple cold, you claimed it for awhile.

I`m not limited or burdened with yokes; nor do I think like man.

While depending upon your worldly cures realize you`ve tied my hands.

My words you read, you don`t take heed. Like Matthew 17:20

As a matter of fact 20:35 Acts it`s wisdom, more profitable then money.

The parables I`ve told, more precious then gold. You don`t quite understand.

In me you have the victory, but still you tie my hands.



Stand firm inside my perfect armor, I`ll get you through the flood.

Don`t choose to fight the worldly war, you battle not flesh and blood.

But! If you find your armor`s weak and you`ve done about all you can.

Just take a step outside yourself, you`ll see you`ve tied my hands.



Can`t you conceive divine perceptions, the reality of my power.

Lean not upon your own understanding, every second, each minute of each hour.

Because the Love I have for you I want you to understand.

There`s Nothing that could ever bind me, So Please Un-tie My Hands.

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By: Jon Maurice Broadnax Sr.