~Hero~

The world is tired of endless stories of sin,
life failing, and ultimately grace.
The world sighs as another man stands at the podium,
Only to profess how he lost face.
Grieve with me...
While we watch our strongest men fall to shame.
Grieve with me...
While we fill our fallen's list with another name.

It's not achievable we say.
It's not achievable, Christ will just have to pay.
And we believe that to this day...
We keep believing it 'till this day.

We need a hero to see.
To show us what we can be.
Remind me, Christ never died to die again.
Remind me, that we actually can be dead to our sin.

But no one can remind me,
Save for a hero... It's true.
No one can remind me.
So I'll be reminding you...

We need a hero,
Who has never dipped his hand in that bowl.
We need a hero.
God knows we need a hero.

(I see everyday, men who profess their sexual sin. And we accept it because God forgave it. I see preachers, pastors, deacons, and friends.
But where are the ones who have never fallen in that area?
Where are our hero's? The ones that show us "yes! It can actually be done!")

My Favorite Quotes

"If time heals all wounds, then there would be no need for God"
~Unknown.

"False accusation comes before supernatural promotion"
~Unknown.

"Safe? who says anything about safe? Course' he isn't safe. But he's good."
~Clives. Staples. Lewis.

"This world is not my home, I am just passing through"
~Unknown.

"They say time heals all wounds, But time is the only thing that won't come soon"
~Cody B.

"On the rock face of life, there is only one rope. You can choose to either let it thump you in the head while the next guy climbs it, Or you can take hold and lift yourself up"
~Cody B.

(And my personal favorite)

"The naked woman's body is a portion of eternity too great for the eye of man"
~William Blake


Now on the last one you may be thinking "umm Cody thats kind of sexually oriented"
But you see I don't mean it in a bad way at all. from the dawn of time when God created man he embodied man in his own image of masculinity, and strength. But when he made woman he embodied her with his beauty, and tenderness. And he saw that both were good.
You see God is two parts... The warrior, and the Lover. As we can read from Joshua, and Song of Solomon.

~Scratch And Rap~

(Chorus:1)
Was I made for this chill?
Made to become Ill?
Was my purpose steal, kill, or blame deal?
Or was I born to teach life,
Break up every meaningless fight.
Each night?
You hear my words right?



(Hook)
Think about it,
Think long and hard.
Every question you had about love, hate, and God.
Life and death.
Maybe your first and your last breath.
Everything you ever controlled to everything you don't have left.

Now...
Think about it.
Harder this time.
Every unspoken word you acting out like a mime.
Every stab in my back.
If I only had a dime for every girl who fronted on me...
Well, the world would be mine.

But from the sun rise, to sun set
All those day's sum
I can't let you change me from the man I'm to become.
I see people run
While I walk through your dirty flood.
But I called out to the Lord and he raised me from the mud.

But just look in my mind frame.
Just look in my mind frame.
Because when the time came.
I couldn't even define pain.




(Chorus:2)
Were you placed here to hurt?
Turn heads in your skirt?
Be an object of desire when you flirt?
Or were you born to teach life,
Even though you never stopped a fight.
Every night.
You hear my words right?




(Hook)
Your words spoken could leave me strong or broken.
You came on too strong.
Maybe I was too soft spoken.
Or maybe I choose words to bring light.
And expose the night.
And stop the fight.

You led me to chasing the wrong thing,
When we were bonding.
I remember the fear, and the pain, and the strain
That you bring.
But as time went by I cried a tear for every lost dream.
Every hope misplaced,
There's a point that traces back to past generation.
Got offered cold shoulders for compensation.

And well I guess I settled.

Visions turned into distant memories.
As you live a life that was never meant to be.
Looking for purpose for yourself.
In turn, It only hurts your health.
Chasing after dreams your identiy deserts you.

A skirt instead of a ladies,
Given the gift of creation...
But your only talent is making babies.
Running after "love".
Young and half crazy.
To only stop after you've fallen
And ask "So why did life play me?"


(Chorus-Mix)

Was I made for this chill?
Made to become Ill?
Is my purpose steal, kill, or even blame deal?
Or was I born to teach life?
Break up every meaningless fight?
Each night?
You hear my words right?

Were you made to hurt?
Turn heads in your skirt?
Be an object of desire when you flirt?
Or were you born to teach life?
Even though you never stopped a fight?
Each night?
You hear my words right?

You hear my words right?

~Expecting Parents~

It's funny sometimes where life does lead us.
And It's funny sometimes how different people need us.
Each and everyone.
Because they're just people looking for someone.
Anyone.

It's funny some times
How the bumps and and impressions in our soul
Cause us to suffer mistakes.
Mistakes we can't even control.

A new life is made with the involvement of two sets of eyes twinkling.
And blessings in different forms are rained down like blood sprinkling.
And no one would ever know, would they?
No... no one ought to know, should they?

Don't let your emotions drip down and cause a life to hurt.
Regret is something less needed then dirt.
Some souls are more sensitive then exboyfriends.
And some hurts can't be easily changed like the winds.

So realize this as a blessing you bought with the price of sin on your head.
But don't regret the child.
Instead regret that you were foolish enough to sleep in his bed.
You've heard what I said.
And I've written what you've read.
Please realize the life you've led.
All the way up until your to the point of being dead.

You see.
I hope God can still turn this around and make a blessing.
And not a matter too utterly pressing.

And why do I even care you may ask?

Well... When you took your toll.
You may have shattered my heart,
But missed my soul.

(For expecting parents, I hope the life you bring in this world will be blessed, And won't let his/her parents past curse his/her life with the same mistakes. That would be such a dissapointment for anyone, and such a shame)

~Sick Lullabye~

My tear dops fall with a rythm,
And never stop beating.
Salty water is my everyday meal,
That I never stop eating.
If only to stop what was started
I'd never stop pleading.
Because It's the same as your heart
That never stops needing.

But this lullabye is what gets me through the day,
Without this lullabye I'd be in Dismay.

So you can listen.
Here I go...
Lullabye one, two, three.
Sing'n lullabye, lullabye,
A Sick lullabye for me.

I've sacraficed so much,
To receive so little.
And you...
You ripped out my heart,
And made love a riddle.

And all I can sing is...
A diddle, diddle, dum, dum, dee.
Lullabye, Lullabye,
A sick lullabye for me.

You say you for pain and misery?
Well Thats not half the things you did to me!
So here I am as you can see.
Sing'n this until you give back my heart to me.

And it goes...

A diddle, diddle, dum, diddle, dee.
Lullabye, lullabye.
A sick lullabye for me.

A diddle, diddle, dum, diddle, doo.
Lullabye, lullabye,
A twisted lullabye from you.

~Weakness~

I try,
Though fail as I might...
To shade this darkness,
From my sight.
With Solitude,
Silence,
And painless death.
The Promise of peace,
Out weights the promise of breath.
So take it from my lungs,
While I heave and fight.
Take my air,
I'm tired of proving to you my might.

Take my lungs,
Take my Streangth,
Take my plight.
I'm so tired of proving my might.
So tired of this lonley night.

~Green Man~

You're the only one who can control me.
The only one who can calm me.
With the hush in your eyes,
My own shame makes me cry.
I'm struggling with myself,
And the pain inside.
Should it hide?
Should I let this hide?

Your glories enough for short hair.
Your smile too much to bear.
And your stare?
I don't dare.
You're a dream so rare.

All the turmoil inside is hushed with just one word.
My mind's blurred,
My heart stirred.
This with just one word!

You're the only one who could control me.
The only one who could calm me,
But do you even know what you are to me?
Do you know what you are to me?

~Is Just A Dream~

"Redemption"...
It's my jail work song,
As I pick the rocks.
If only to pick the chains I hug so tight.

My close, solemn, and contriving friends of redoubt.
They draw so near.
They wisper in my ear.

I can hear every voice.
Thousands of souls.
Extend a reach to take control.
The death grip I've learned to cling and take ahold.

The color's gone.
The smile has faded.
Just like my heart...
I've been so jaded.

I've been fashioned...
Shaped...
And Rubbed Raw.
If you could only have seen what I saw.

That's why I need to tell you
That I can't feel the way I did before.
It's not a possibility.
Not anymore.

...I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.

~What If~

Madness calling through the skirmish.
Love and hope, did never furnish.
Mud hits with your next cruel line.
Another hit without even a sign.
For all the days that have been lost,
All the good things still don't cut the cost.
Nights losing my mind in disheartening array.
Carpet so worn out, It's starting to fray.
Waking up screaming, with no comfort in my sleep.
All the secrets said, ones so hard to keep.
Lust made the paths you so heavily walked.
Doors to your heart, barred and locked.
"To the past without delay!" you say.
Never in the present, with will to stay.
Maybe hopes and dreams are true.
But the "what if?" will always stir and stew.
The point that was so close to your grasp.
But hands you turned away...
As you gasp.

(This one is older. The only reason why I am posting it is because I entered it at poetry.com and they told me that they will soon publish it in their annual poetry book. hurray for me! my first published work)

~Tiny Hands~

I've fallen so far,
And I'm broken,
Alone.
I want to be there for you.
I want to show you what love can do.
But how can I take the pain away...
When It's the only thing inside?
How can we sail away...
When we can't even hide?

Never gonna fly.
Oh I just wanna cry.
I just wanna cry.

I want to hold you as mine,
But I've been replaced.
I wish I could tell you all the things that I've faced.
When you look at me,
I wonder what you see.
I wonder what kind of person you'll grow up to be.
And will I grow up to see?
Will you grow up to see?

I want you,
I miss you,
I love you,
It's true.
Ask anything...
And I'll be there for you.
I'll always be there for you.

~Last Poem To A "Friend"~
#2

You may think I'm hurt.
As far as you can tell.
But I'm here to say It's over...
And I've learned to take it well.

But you can keep your opinions,
And the two cents you spent so freely.
Because I'd rather not talk to you,
Or ever let you see me.

I don't hate you,
I just don't want your ignorance in my life.
In fact I'm sorry for some of the things I've done,
And I hope you make some one a good wife.

Some times I wonder why I keep releasing you,
And you're boyfriend too.
Maybe because I feel It's the only thing to do.
It's the only thing left to do.

So here's my last poem...
My two cents and a dime.
I think you came into my life at the very worst time.
But I can promise that if you hear me at all...
You will never hear me whine.
I just wanted to write this and tell you...
I'm doing just fine.

Good bye.

~Last Poem To A "Friend"~
#1

Today is going to be a different day,
Because I'm without you now.
Looks without words,
You've nothing to say.
You act as if you wonder how.
I wonder now...

Spirits cling to your skin,
While you keep telling everyone the shape I'm in.
You might as well walk into the very den.
While you crush their hearts of tin.
Should I let you do this to me agian?

I don't hate you,
That's just the shape I'm in.
I don't want to see you,
Because I can't be put in that shape agian.
I'm so sick of being spread thin.
I'm spread so thin.

So if you ever see me,
Don't say "Hello", or "Good day".
I've had some questions,
You've had some questions.
But there's nothing we can say.
Because you've left me speachless with empty floors.
And I've left you speachless with slammed doors.

It's over because of the tounges we couldn't tame
It's over.
Try to forget me,
While I try to forget your name.

~Hypocrite~

Your words are meaningless.
You look for a fight.
It's so very useless,
When you try to make yourself right.

If I misquoted the whole Bible from the top of my head,
Would you make me your king, and heed every word I said?

And I can see through you.
In all your glorified transparent hue.
You anger me.
You anger me.

You can never contain inside what was said.
You're kept awake at night,
Trying to find sleep in your bed.

From nightmares, or thinking, or people.
I don't know.
But from what I can see.
All those hours are useless...
With nothing to show.

So ignore me, and hate me.

Forget your past.

Plan what's next.
And hide behind your community,
Of an ignorant sect.

But don't forget to boast...
While you try to figure out,
Who God forgave the most.

~Phase Of The Unreal~

Phase into the real.
Like 180's on a wheel.
Remember the feel?
The feel of being unreal?
Of course you do...

Phase into the backdrop.
Like Backing into shadows.
Remember what made you stop?
You took it to the top.
Yeah you did...

Phase into my hands.
Wrap around like elastic bands.
Instead through my fingers like sand.
You make me sink on dry land.
I remember this Lie...

You've said it before.
I've heard it from a thousand lips.
I've had it pulled out.
Torn into a thousand rips.
But I don't care anymore.
I don't dare anymore.
Because It's not there anymore.
It's not inside anymore.
And I just don't care for a whore.

I know who you are.
I know where you come from.
I know where you've been.
I know where you're going.
I know why every night you can't seem to shut your eyes.
And every morning you're tired.
I don't know where you sleep. or who with,
But I know you.
I remember you.
I know where you are.
I've been there before.
I know the hole that is eating away at your soul.
I know It's bite.
You do too.
I know you.
I've been in your shoes before.
The ones that leave your feet sore.
I know the sips you take.
I know the stuff you're around.
I know the feelings you feel.
The thoughts you think.
I've been where you are before.
I've been there!
I know you!
I was there once too.
I'm better now.
And now that I see clearly,
The "hole's" shape is rather odd,
Come to find out...
It's shaped like God.

~Back Stabber~

I'm not crazy,
Just a little insane.
I'm gripping life.
But reality is the only thing I can attain.

Made a call...
Heard I bawl...
But I'm glad,
thats why the tears fall.

I'd say you've been there,
And you know what It's like...
Being alone.

But I swear you hadn't been there,
You don't know what It's like...
Being alone.

I'll wonder about your next light switch.
But I swear I'll never even twitch.

Because I'm through with all these soap operas,
And all these plays.
Because now that we're through,
I swear I'll have better days.

Thanks for the ride,
But here's my stop.
Don't follow me...
It's better here without you.

(Grab a Knife... Everyone is doing it)

~Pleasent/Bitter~

Naomi?
no more...
Mara is my name.
Pleasent?
No more...
Bitterness has made me lame.

Requital of my emotions,
Set to bear down the love.
Wrath through a blessing,
Rain from above.

I'm like Solomon in his retribution...
Dreams are my disillusion.

Vapors are my reality.
My reality is but a mist.

(Ruth 1:20)

~I Don't Want You Back~

See I don't
Know why
I liked you so much
I gave you all of my trust.
I told you
I loved you
Now thats all down the drain
You put me through pain
I wanna let you know
How I feel

Screw what I said
It don't mean jack now
Screw the presents
Might as well throw them out
Forget all those kisses
They didn't mean jack
Forget you you skirt
I don't want you back

You thought
You could
Keep this crap from me
You burnt martyer
I heard the story.
You playd me
You even gave him your love
Now you're askin for me back
You're just another hag
Look else where
Because you're done with me.

Screw what I said
It don't mean jack now
Screw the presents
Might as well throw them out
Forget all those kisses
They didn't mean jack
Forget you you skirt
I don't want you back

You questioned
Did I care
You could ask anyone
I even said you were my great one.
Now it's over
But I do admit I'm sad
It hurts real bad
I can't sweat that
'Cause I loved a hoe

Screw what I said
It don't mean jack now
Screw the presents
Might as well throw them out
Forget all those kisses
They didn't mean jack
Forget you you skirt
I don't want you back

(I like the words and tune of this song, but I had to clean it up alot! It's very explicit)

~Closure~

I want to make this just like the first time.
When my love didn't cost a dime.
Before you had to prove you care,
Before all this pain I'd bear,
Before my heart did tear.

I gave you my love without question of why.
But you threw it away and made my eyes cry.
All I wanted to know was why.

I swore I'd have no regrets.
Now It's taking eternity to pay these debts.

Make ends to my life with a sigh.
For you I'd die.
But you've made love a lie.
By and by...
You've made love a lie.

I want to make this just like the first time,
When everything I was,
And should be,
Was without you...
Goodbye.

(I'm sorry Nicholas, It's my favorite of yours. if you don't like it, please just delete it)

~Crushed Linen~

He said "I'm going out to get milk".
But he never came back.
Funny how he was wearing silk.
Now a father is what they lack.

How I wish life was more then plush live'n,
100's, rolex's, and crushed linen.

Has to feed his lust for women.
Now he's grab'n 9's to be buck 10'n.
And his kids will follow suit.
It's easy when It's all you know.
It's in the very root...
Of every seed you could sow.

He said "I'm going out to get milk".
It's funny how he was dressed in silk.
He was dressed in silk.