Poem By G. Moore: Head Held High

          I walk with my head held high, He died because He had a vision inside

I walk with my head held high because I will never find someone who loves me as much as He does no matter how hard I try

I walk with my head held high because the last thing I want for Him to think is that I'm unappreciative while He gazes down at me from the heavenly skys

I walk with my head held high because He assures everyday that everything will be just fine

I walk with my head held high to show I am more than thankful for everyone and everything that I call mine

When I walk I stand up straight because I can't stop thinking about all the promises that He doesn't even have to make but He fulfills them for my sake.

When I walk I stand up straight because I know when He wrote my life He didn't include anything I can't handle in my fate

When I walk I stand up straight because I smile when I remember what He did for me so many years ago around the 25th of December

When I walk I stand up straight because He is more than a brother, would your lover ever do for you what He did for me after the last supper?

When I walk I stand up straight because I know to me He'll never leave, deceive or mistreat

Sometimes I cry just because I'm so overjoyed, He did so much for me before I even entered this world, before my mom even knew she was having a boy

Sometimes I smile for not a new reason but just because I lived through 19years, 232 months, and 76 seasons

Sometimes I stop what I'm doing and just scream inside, I'm yelling at the top of my voice so high, without even making ne noise, He hears me, He hears me clearly, I'm thanking Him for keeping me, I am forever God-fearing.

Sometimes I just have to write down how I feel because not everyone knows His love is so real, they always do everything for everybody but Him, they better wake and pay attention before it’s too late, before they realize that last breath made was the last one they'll ever make.

Sometimes I have to share my emotions, because I'm slowly developing a devotion to help inspire by putting to use my desire like when I go up and sing on the choir to someone that is above everyone I know, He's much higher, He keeps the flame in my fire, take heed to who more than anyone on this earth, I admire, If I lie about anything else, when I say I love Him, you can't call me a liar.