Wake up and live

My brotha, I need you to wake up and live

You are the powerhouse God created

to usher your sista into his presence

You are a breathe of fresh air to a place so common

If your head is down in shame,

How can you see the glory coming from above?

You are the answer to all your questions

place your position-that’s being chosen

know your purpose-that’s royal priesthood

 Walk- into your authority – that’s your king-ship

Stop asking questions you already know the answers to!

God has place abundance at your feet

Stop stepping over it

Pick it up! And prosper!

You were present with God in the beginning

He knew all the things you would do wrong

Yet- he choose to still bring you forth

Is it a wonder why you’re still here?

You are holding on to something God himself formed and produced in you,

Search yourself until it’s made clear and DO IT!

Your tears and pain haven’t gone un-notice, while you were crying

God used your tears to design a one of a kind you

You see, nothing is wasted with God

It is in the tears and pain he is able to bring forth the man he requires you to be

You hold the key to the door- as a matter a fact you are the door, open it

And see what God has in store for you

My brotha I need you to wake up and live!

To my brotha with much love – I see and hear you!