Repentance

Believe in who you are again
Believe in yourself
make a fast
and repent, cast away, relinquish
and let love in again
cease from what is dead
Remember who you are
Remember your calling
Remember when you first fell in love,
how your heart leaped with joy
at the sound of the Word
You have forgotten who you are,
to whom you belong
You have let the world
and all that's in it deceive you
into believing a lie
Now do this- Repent
and believe in who you are again
Isaiah 44:1,2,3,4,5

Shalam,
Zarach

Dawn

I am the dawn
that new day
they have forgotten
so far into their own days
embolden by what have been given them
yet, they have forgotten
from whom they have received it
I am the dawn
the reminder of what was
prophesied so long ago
I am the witness
of His divine intervention
the glory of His majestic power
I am the first rays of light
of the new day
I am the dawn
and He has called me
from the ends of the earth
that my light might shine
from the east unto the west
 to be a witness
of His divine presence
I am  the dawning light
the glory of Yahawah
I and the rays that surround me
are His army

" And I saw heaven open, and behold
a white horse; and he that sat upon him was
called faithful and true, and in righteousness
he doth judge and make war...Rev. 19:11"

Shalam,
Zarach

Jonesing

Jonesing
in a mist like incense going up.
City blues
Rain drops
Tears
longing, staring up that block
hoping you'll come back.
Yesterday and Yesterdays
Jonesing
If I only knew then
what I've learn now
perhaps
we'd be together.
It wouldn't matter
if we lived in a shelter,
or if we lived
hand to mouth
paycheck to paycheck
because, I could look into your eyes
and see me
and you could look into my eyes
and see you.
We'd be Jonesing
in the mist together.
I'm writing you this letter
hoping you'll see it
and know that I still think about you.
Hoping you'll forgive me
with all my imperfections, shortcomings,
and mistakes-errors.
I know you would
or at least I hope you would.
But now I'm thousands of miles away
from our Hood, our Block, the streets we walked on,
the places we once knew together.
Yeah, I'm thinking about you,
wishing we could've met at this time, now that my heart is more human.
But God is strange like that- how He do man.
I don't blame Him though, because He tempts no man.
If you're out there,
know that I think you're human
and I wish I could mend your broken heart.

Peace,
David Zarach

Champion

Some seek trophies,
while others seek life without end.
Some seek glory
in the eyes of the beholders,
while others seek
that praise that speaks out of clouds.
Some seek riches
in this life,
while others deposit
in that economically stable bank
that can't crash.
-naugh mean-
Some seek crowns
that only rust,
while others strive to receive
the crown of life.
Some also ran,
while others are champions.
Some are mere mortals,
while others achieve immortality.
Some build empires that crumble,
However, we, the saints, build souls
that live forever, that inherit all things.

Shalam,
Zarach