My Story - Verse Told

Wandering into the wilderness

( PART ONE – THE EVOLUTION OF CREATION )

Born, Dearly Born

Filled with Light

A Child beaming with the wonders and sparkles of Life

~ Tender Smiles ~

My tender smiles were released

Into a forest of wolves and bears

In the N.E. neighborhood of D.C.

Where I was raised

Someone always showed up to challenge you

Break you in ~ Smash your smile

As though happiness and wonderment were against the law

 I was straining always for clarity about this puzzle

~ This MacBeth’s  bubble,  bubble, toil and trouble  ~

My Mother said someone hits you son

 Ball-up your hand and hit them back

I had my share of fights and bully beatings

My Smile started hiding behind a frown

And the Frown slowly drowned the innocence of my childhood

My dear brightness got stuck behind some ghetto hood eclipse

I had sports dreams and hopes like a lot of boys

~ Football – Football  -Yes Football ~

Hoop-it-up tackle became the home to master the my skills of elusiveness

In the Hood – Athletes are prayers

 ~ Because Hope dares while Mama’s and Daddy’s Hearts stare ~

- Why Football -

~ Was it to demonstrate unafraidness ~

Yes and No

Run Child, Run, Runnnnnn

Joy Is Had ~ With the Victory of an avoided tackle

~ Fear is beat back ~

However the Promise Land of grind iron glory

Would be blocked at an early age – time and time again

~ The weight class changed in grade school – from qualified to not qualified ~

~ Then there was the small Catholic High School that could no longer afford the football program ~

~ Then the severe sprain of my ankle the night before my first start

at running back for the Boys Club team ~

Now!

Shy, Torn, Severally Bruised by Life’s Thorns

There were no mentoring or enrichment programs in the 60’s and 70’s

My innocence ~ My God Blessed innocence

A prisoner to some vicious monster that eats the joy out of life

~ 10 years old, 11 years old,12 years old,13,14,15,16 and it still goes on ~

 Why?  Why Me? I didn’t strike the rock twice like Moses

 So why am I in this wilderness of bones - circling in the burning desert of life.

Wandering into the wilderness

( PART TWO – THE DECAY OF CREATION )

The Soul of My Sorrows

How do I build the impenetrable fort

My inner tears are salty and sour because of the heartache years

Thus I find relief in my first taste of sweet wine

The corner drunks will buy it for us - for a bottle of cheap wine for themselves

Soak the sorrows – drown the bitter tears

~ Howl at the Moon ~

Pass that rifer joint, why not take an adventure into Jimmie Hendrix’s purple haze

Dreams become other dreams ~ Where weeds appear as flowers

Evidentially you become numb to the pricking thorns from the rose bush of life

And fairy tales grow from dim to dark ~ No more magical endings

The horror film features You the Monster ~ Chasing  ~ ~ ~ You

My Innocence is curled-up now deep inside of me

~ Crying and Praying ~

~ The Inner Prayers shouting at the Heavens ~

~ The Shouting at the Heavens growing weary with the years ~

~ The growing weary with the years choking you and draining hope from you ~

 Who bit who?

Did the vampire bite you or did you bite the vampire

It ~ ~ ~ No Longer Matters

I surrender and bow at the gates of Hell

Homeless – Hungry – Spiritually and emotionally malnourished

You’ve learn how to survive on the broth from a cup of bones

All the Good and Wholesome Dreams

Are circling around in the mazes of confusion deep inside of me

All career paths and marriages

Find there way to the dump heap

Either due to my own choices or life circumstances

It is the Life Circumstances that bewilder me the most

Whenever I strived and believed in God Blessed Hope

Some unexpected evidentially hunts me down

To Rip-up My Heart’s Beautiful Smile

~ Once Again ~ 

Why must I live out these unfortunate fates?

I just what to let the Light ~ Born in me ~ Live

Let It --- Celebrate --- Life

Wandering into the wilderness

( PART THREE – SANCTUARY’S OFFERINGS )

~ Rehab ~

Sometimes there is  a depressed relief in ‘ Once Again ‘

Depressed because you are so worn down

 And relief awaits – for me

to get clarity of my goals to map a vision of the unseen mountain range

Then the first of the Great Ponderings occurs

~ Man! I am getting old ~

How much sweat? How much toil?

~ A Prayer ~

No! Many Prayers to refuel my spirit as challenges come

Wow! A Revelation revisiting ~ I am not a sports coupe anymore

Got to refurbish this hoopty of a body ~ Got to get ready for mountain climbing

~ A Prayer ~

Where Secret Tears purge fears

Me and God alone, Me and God alone

Mending and Defending the purity of my spirit

Me and God alone, Me and God alone

Evicting falsehoods and Arresting demons

Me and God alone, Me and God alone

Doing Battle with

TheThunder, The Rain and The Hurricanes waging havoc in the soul

Me and God alone, Me and God alone

By Thomas N Corbett 3^rd

TNC3

April 2013

Boston Mararthon Bombing ( A Link to 2nd Amendment )

This week has been another week of sorrow's blossoms in the heart. The Boston Marathon bombing has shaken the American public with hurt and it has strengthen our sight of caring. I have no poem called to birth in me about the Boston event, however I had this revelation of a link with the 2nd Amendment
debate issue. It was when watching the coordinated manhunt: the SWAT teams,
The local law enforcement and the local military diligent search and
eventual capture of the younger brother. The highly ignored first two phrases
of the 2nd Amendment ( A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the
 security of a free State, ). That was the powerful images we witnessed
with law enforcement operating as a well regulated militia hunting down
and apprehending an individuals committing and threatening harm
in one of our cities and their communities. These are the images of common
sense control with the home owner contacting law enforcement of their
discovery in their backyard. Not the possibility of homeowners armed
to the maximum firepower freely roaming the streets in vengeful anger
to hunt down the perpetrators of the bombing. Can you imagine
if someone was mistakenly thought to be one of the brothers in
the world of the present mindset of radical gun supporters view;
a gun in every one will keep you safe. A well regulated militia
of our courageous and honored law enforcement. Thank You All.
Now we need some politicians courageous enough to do the right
thing so law enforcement does not encounter some angry person
with assault weapons and chest of ammo unleashing harm.

Unecssary Tears ( Part Two )

Unnecessary Tears - Part Two
I have not forgotten the feelings I had upon hearing about
the Sandy Hook Elementary shooting. I was at my security post at work
and a quivering, sorrowful moment of grief reverberated through my body.
The same feelings and shock upon hearing about the shootings of
President Kennedy and Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.. My heart is still
reverberating with grief for all of the families and victims of mass shootings
from Columbine to the present.

TWENTY – SIX

( IN HONOR OF THE SANDY HOOK ELEMEMNTARY VICTIMS )

TWENTY – SIX - - - FEET

TWENTY – SIX - - - HANDS

TWENTY – SIX - - - VOICES

TWENTY – SIX - - - FACES

TWENTY – SIX - - - SMILES

TWENTY – SIX VERSIONS OF ENTHUSIASM AND JOY

~ THEN ~

 THERE WERE TWENTY – SIX BULLETS  THAT STOLE LIVES FROM CREATION

TIME REMOVED FROM THE CLOCK OF some BLOSSUMS in their BLOOMING

THEIR JEWELED MOMENTS

THEIR BASKING IN THE SUN

AS HONEYSUCKLES, ROSES, TULIPS, JUNIPERS, MUMS,

 ~ MAGNOLIAS ~

~ PLUCKED ~

TWENTY – SIX SHATTERING ECHOES RIPPLEING THROUGH A NATION’S SOUL

EARTHQUAKE RUMBLING HURT REVERBERATING TO THE MARROW OF THE BONE

IT MAY WELL BE A DAILY RITUAL – WHEN AN UNSCHEDULED MOMENT OF SILENCE

VISITS AND REVISITS THE LIVES OF THE FALLEN’S  FAMILY MEMBERS

WE SHOULD ALL COMMIT

A HEARTBEAT THAT TRUMPET’S  HONOR AND RESOLVE

A SANE, RATIONAL COURAGE THAT UNTANGLES SORROW

THEN WEAVES  NEW LIGHT INTO OUR LIVES

CATHEDRAL BELLS NATIONWIDE TOLLED TWENTY – SIX REVERENT TIMES

TWENTY – SIX NAMES  UTTERED WITH THE HOMAGE OF TAPS IN VOICES

AND BAGPIPERS EXTOL SORROWFUL NOTES OF PRAYERS

~ GOOD-BYE, GOOD-BYE ~

~ GOOD-LOVLY-TENDER-PRECIOUS - GOOD-BYE ~

TWENTY – SIX MORE STARS ARE ILLUMINATING IN THE SAPPHIRE OCEAN OF THE DIVINE

My Heart will beat with a reverent awe every time I look at the night sky

BY THOMAS n. CORBETT 3^RD

TNC3

December 21, 2012



Unnecessary Tears

Unecessary Tears
You, Me. We can not replace a life as precious and pure as a child
killed in an act of unnecessary violence. The First Lady, Michelle Obama's
speech yesterday to some Chicago business and civic leaders was full of the
deep emotion running through so many of us. The President made it all to
clear to understand another's grief regarding the Sandy Hook Elementary
victims families on the matter of Senate and Congressional members not
moving forward to craft and vote on the obvious. Sunday on 60 Minutes
I could not fathom myself personnally being able to look
 the Sandy Hook Family's in the eye and not wanting to give all of my heart to support.

The Falsehoods espoused by radical 2nd Amendment supporters bears to proof
in reading the 2nd Amendment statement for yourself.
The opening phrases clarify and cement the complete purpose
of our 2nd Amendment.

 2nd Amendment Text

A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State,

the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.

 THE UNNECESSARY TEARS 

( IN HONOR OF HADIYA PENDELTON )

( Shot and died days after performing with High School band at President Obama’s 2^nd Inauguration )

The Precious Child, Her Brilliantly Soft Wonderful Light

The Emanating of Warmth and Joy

~ Her Mother’s  Jewel, The God Child ~

~ A Sunlight and Moonlight Beam  Sparkle of Life~

That is the dazzle we are honored to witness in their eyes and their smiles

 We morn the flower torn from the bush – Thrown to the ground

We morn the seed cast into the scorching desert – Never to behold it’s fruited dreams

We morn the field of grass trampled by muddy boots

We morn the sunlight and moonlight torn from the sky in our hearts

~ The Rainfall ~

Who continues to questioned the question

When the answered has slapped us a thousand times over

To many lives not born with the purpose of a violent end

The answer explodes upon us in a multitude pleading tears

~ Stop the Violence ~

Stop injecting the venom of a deluded, angry passion

We do not shake the hand of a child just to give it a gun

Just to leave
Unexplained
that anger and differences do not mean ~Kill

By Thomas Nathaniel Corbett 3^rd

TNC3

January 2013

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2nd Amendment - Revelations for Common Sense

2^ND AMENDMENT (Revelations)

In the intense discussion on common sense gun control legislation the 2^nd Amendment

Rights political leadership has heralded strongly that our Founding Fathers gave us the

right to bear arms. What political leader or 2^nd Amendment supporter can look the victims

of gun violence or mass shooting incidents in the eyes of their immense grief and state

enough has been done already in our existing legislation?

Revelation: When our Founding Fathers wrote the Constitution America was mostly a

a frontier land and farming society; Hunting and herding livestock was the primary choice

of subsistence, while the only firearms available was the flintlock musket and pistol.

Perspective: Surely they did not envision a society of supermarkets and shopping malls,

an electronic world of cell phones and the internet and cable television and news and information

instantly available 24 hours a day.

 2nd Amendment Text

A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State,

the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.

Revelation: America’s well-regulated militia is our Armed Services and the National Guard.

Who in situations of domestic civil unrest are given orders to maintain marshal law.

The 13 colonies were establishing our rights of preparation against any threatening

countries on America’s freedom. 2^nd Amendment radical supporters always leave the first

part of the 2^nd Amendment text out of their conversation – ( A well regulated Militia, ) which

is the primary purpose and focus of the statement.

Perspective: Once again I must reiterate they were armed with flintlocks: muskets and pistols.

I do not believe Our Founding Fathers would have been fervent in allowing

any and all citizens to purchase and own military combat style created firearm weapons.

As to the 2^nd Amendment leadership and the radical supporters who herald the use

of high capacity automatic weapon for self defense or security from a tyrannical government.

The stark truth is this present’s a situation is a potential for anarchy.

Conclusion:

I and many Americans are puzzled and sicken by radical 2^nd Amendment supporters that things are just fine,

The leave us alone mentality to anyone threatening their paranoia of a tyrannical government, which is

out to subvert their machismo regarding an obsession with weapons. It goes beyond any rational thinking.

Especially after several mass shootings incidents that have left the families of love ones

with unimaginable fissures grief  on the landscape of their lives.

These radicals roar with a stubborn anger, however if the shoe was on the other foot and they lost

A love one in some random act of madness. Would their mentality, their heartache

Be dismissed from their own personal grief as this is America stuff happens or possibly

Worst would such individuals proclaim that it is their right to take matters into their own hands.

Who would deny rational gun control legislation and enforcement power especially the

banning of high capacity magazines for firearms and the general public sale of assault type firearms.

Shall we reenter the 20’s and 30’s era of mobsters and mafia or a simply return

to the ways of the lawlessness wild west. Where have we gone astray

as a society that we can move on quickly from tragedy that has not personally touched our lives.

My mother always said until you can imagine walking in the shoes of someone struggling

do not dismiss their pain. I feel their tears each and every time there is political ballyhoo

 spewing the fever of blocking any common sense legislation. My final revelation is

Thomas Paine ignited the populace of the 13 colonies with his publication of Common Sense.

THE TAPESTRY OF A MOMENT - National Day of Prayer

The Tapestry of a Moment ( Narrative ):

There is a quagmire of tensions muddling the political, economic and social landscapes

of  America’s society. The events of today have pooled into the creation of a moment

in history. It is not hard to recognize that a movement, a significant birthing of a consciousness

is pleading for acknowledgement. The tapestry of a moment goes beyond the singularity

of one event impacting reaction. 911 was the meteor that stroke the surface of America’s freedom,

the Columbine, Aurora, Sandy Hook and others mass shooting incidents were mortar shells that ripped open communities sanctity of happiness.

The Afghanistan and Iraq wars have dismembered the lives of all to many of our

honored armed services personnel. The auto industry and wall street and home foreclosure catastrophes

are the open wounds on our free enterprise system. The many natural disasters such as Hurricane Katrina,

the tornadoes that devastated Joplin, Missouri, and Hurricane Sandy are some of the occurrences

which have forced states and communities to  drastically survive and rebuild.

The nation is struggling to see its way clear of one event before another event rises to impede

progress. In our personal lives repetitive occurrences of significant challenges leads many of us

to fell overwhelmed. Many of us are compiled to seek strength and refuge in prayer.

The National Day of Prayer is May 2,2013. This is a day for people of all faiths in America

To gather at their churches, their temples, the synagogues and various venues and intently pray

For the country. The most powerful experience I had personally was a 24 hour prayer marathon.

I would like to urge faith communities to engage in a profoundly deeper experience

of a 72 hour prayer marathon. A prayer marathon is conducted by set aside a place

were people commit to be a scheduled prayer participant for one hour and thus continuously

hour upon hour. For us who are Christian this type of prayerful commitment gives significance

to the Passion Of Christ. Three days of intent holy focus I strongly believe is a greater sacrifice

of our hearts and minds to invoke God’s guidance and covenant blessings upon our society

and today’s world. One day touches only the surface  of our concerns,

a second day begins to usher in a baptismal like spirit  and cleansing for the right hopes.

And a third day holds the significance of a God  assured receiving our supplications and the impact

guidiance and change for ourselves, for our communities, for our country.

Our nation is in need of a Gethsemane moment of prayerful sweat and tears.

Thus I share with you a poem: The Tapestry of a Moment.

THE TAPESTRY OF A MOMENT

THE TAPESTRY OF A MOMENT

THE HISTORY OF A PRAYER

THE DOME OF REVERENT SILENCE SLOWLY COVERS AND SHIELDS OUR MINDS AND OUR HEARTS

~ SUPPLICATIONS ARE STIRRING ~

~ THE THUMPING, WHISPERING RENDERINGS  OF A SOUL ~ UTTERS ~

~ THE LORD IS MY SHEPERD ~

MY ROCK TO STAND UPON

TO PROVIDE ME CLEAR VISION OF THE DIRECTION UPON WHICH GOD IS LEADING ME

MY FORTRESS

PROTECTING ME FROM UNSEEN FORCES DETERMINED TO HINDER ME, CRIPPLE ME

TO DISABLE MY SPIRIT FROM ITS SIGNIFICANT AND MINUTE GOD CREATED PURPOSE

MY REFUGE

THE SPIRITUAL BOSSUM TO REST MY WEARY HEAD

~ THE GREEN PASTURES, THE STILL WATERS ~

MY INNER SPIRIT’S SAILS SWEETLY FILLED WITH THE BREEZE OF COMFORT

THE TAPESTRY OF A MOMENT

THE HISTORY OF A PRAYER

THE SANCTUARY OF INNER STRENGTH CHIMMING

REVERBERTIONS RESOUNDING 

~ FOR I KNOW THE PLANS I HAVE FOR YOU ( AMERICA) ~

~ DECLARES THE LORD. ~

~ PLANS TO PROSPER YOU AND NOT HARM YOU ( AMERICA ) ~

~ PLANS TO GIVE YOU HOPE AND A FUTURE ( AMERICA ). ~

~ THEN YOU WILL CALL UPON ME AND COME AND PRAY TO ME ( AMERICA ), ~

~ AND I WILL LISTEN TO YOU (AMERICA ) ~

~ YOU WILL SEEK ME AND FIND ME (AMERICA ) ~

~ WHEN YOU SEEK ME WITH ALL YOUR HEART. ~

< JEREMIAH 29:11-13 >

THE TAPESTRY OF A MOMENT

THE HISTORY OF A PRAYER

THE SPIRIT AND SOUL SEEKING REFUGE

THE TEARS OF TRAGEDY OVERFLOWING FROM THE WELLS OF OUR DAILY LIVES

THE PULSE OF SORROW ON THE RISE

THE UTTERANCE FROM A PEOPLE BEING IGNORED

LIKE A BETHLEHEM DIVINE – STARRY NIGHT

THE EXPECTED PARENTS FINDING NO VACANCYS IN THE INNS

THE TAPESTRY OF A MOMENT

THE HISTORY OF A PRAYER

TEARDROPS BECKONING US TO REALIZE

A LOVE AND UNDERSTANDING OF ALL OF US

THIS IS WHERE OUR PEACE AND HAPPINESS LAYS

THE FEARFUL, THE ANGRY - ONLY GOD CAN RECTIFY THEIR MINDS

SO LET OUR SPIRITS UNITE AND SURRENDER TO THE MIGHT OF PRAYER

THE TAPESTRY OF A MOMENT

THE HISTORY OF A PRAYER

~ THE LORD IS MY SHEPERD ~

AND I WEAR THE FAULTS OF IMPERFECTIONS,
PROJECTED PRECEPTIONS AND JUDGEMENTS

AND I AM NOT ALONE IN MY REDEMPTIONS

AND SPIRITUAL POVERTY HAS ITS OWN UNFATHOMABLE CONSEQUENCES

YET

SWEETLY, ASSUREDLY

THE SOUL OF MY HEART KNOWS ITS ORIGIN

SO IN PRAYER ~ I CALL HOME

( THE LORD IS NEAR TO ALL WHO CALL UPON HIM )

( TO ALL WHO CALL UPON HIM IN TRUTH )

< PSALM 145:18 >

THE TRUTH OF LOVE

THE TRUTH OF JOY

THE TRUTH OF PEACE

THE TRUTH OF PATIENCE

THE TRUTH OF KINDNESS

THE TRUTH OF GOODNESS

THE TRUTH OF SELF-CONTROL

THIS IS THE SEARING IN THE BONES WHEN I CALL HOME

THE TAPESTRY OF A MOMENT

THE HISTORY OF A PRAYER

 ( LOVE IS PATIENT, LOVE IS KIND…)

( IT ALWAYS PROTECTS, ALWAYS TRUST, ALWAYS HOPES, ALWAYS PERSERVERES )

( LOVE NEVER FAILS )

< 1^ST CORINTHIANS 4,7-8 >

OUR COUNTRY’S LIFE

IS IN THE ONCOMING TRAFFIC LANES

~ A NATION  ~

MUST GET DOWN ON ITS KNEES

BY THOMAS N. CORBETT 3^RD

TNC3

APRIL 2013