Up and Away

"Up and away,
today I lay
and wish for a brand new day.

So tired of being sick,
shriveling down to a stick.

Struggling with being ill,
my cry, a shrill.

Asked the Lord for immediate healing,
wonder what his hand is dealing.

Answers to prayer seem a bit slow,
wonder if they all know."

Her illness a secret,
doctors she met.
But there was no cure,
her date had been set.

She was dying with each passing day.
Those that knew, didn't know what to pray.

They had no favor with her Lord,
he had cut them with his sword.

They were in the wilderness, with nothing to eat,
didn't want to confess sin, fall down at God's feet.

Didn't believe their lives were all messed up,
didn't believe God's wrath was in a cup...
pouring down on all,
prideful witnesses to her fall.

It was time to do right,
experience the light,
and know that God was still in sight.

Up and away,
and so she would pray,
hoping God would take her today.


Nicholl McGuire is the author of Laboring to Love an Abusive Mate and other books.

Sexual Sin

Fear God!
The Creator of Heaven and Hell.
I was once the woman at the well.

Thought I had plenty of time,
to share my life in a rhyme.
But I was reminded of God's watch,
it was time to stop pleasing the crotch.

Toward the altar I had went,
the message had been sent.
God's people get away with nothing,
even when they try bluffing!

He meets with you behind closed doors,
exposes sins like wicked whores.
He said, "This is what you need to do,
I am the one you should pursue. 
Experience the kind of life worth living
and be more forgiving."

You think you have everything figured out.
Think blessings come after a shout.
But the one true God shows you there is more
while you pick your body up off a floor.

People convince you that you are alright,
even though they see your plight.
Some don't bother to tell you what's wrong,
prefer to send you messages in a song.

So you live a Me world that isn't black and white,
you either fight, hop a flight, or take advantage
of everything in sight.

Still in sin, while winning a friend.
Hope God's steadfast rules will bend.
Up today, down tomorrow, a twisted mind
full of sorrow.

Good insight doesn't stick around long,
especially when you know you're not strong.

So give it up, do what's right,
put God in view, get insight.

Nicholl McGuire

When God Speaks

Listen to the quiet voice
realize He is speaking to you.

A peaceful, small sound,
keeping you from evil.

There is no one that loves you
more than He does.

A spiritual connection
to a Higher Being.

Listen. Be still.
Stop walking, stop talking.

Thought you had life figured out.
It all seemed so simple back then,
a pen, a little sin, and a win.

Then God speaks.
Warns you of what is to come.
Leaves you with a choice.
Make the right one.


Nicholl McGuire

He Doesn't Know His Role

Walking around without a care,
does nothing more than stare.

Came to me one day with much to say,
I just couldn't pray.

You see, people sometimes are up to no good,
so they run to another 'hood.
Hoping things will get better,
while avoiding God's love letter.

God uses people around us to expose lies,
and tell of those who like to compromise.

An enemy yesterday, a friend today,
now he wants to talk, to pray.

When feeling down low,
some will play up the show.

"Woe is me, look at me,
can't you see, what happened to me?"

But what were the events that led up
to the Spirit's man's cries, and how many more
covert lies?

In search of a different role, it begins to take it's toll.
Trying hard to come out a winner,
but the reality is man is just a sinner.

Nicholl McGuire author of When Mothers Cry, see blog here.  Listen to her recite poetry on this site.

Yesterday Prepared Me for Today

Battled with an enemy,

a common foe.

He was playing on the down low--

used women for a show.

It was a race to see who would win

He got the best of me justified his sin.

I was ready for the battle,

but he rounded up friends like cattle.

Tried to tell me that I was in the wrong,

sang some tired, weak song.

I had heard it all before,

past fights left me sore.

Said goodbye to yesterday’s defeat,

still standing though on two feet!

Didn’t worry anymore about lies,

cause I had my share of spies.

Played into a man’s weaknesses,

got comfortable, thought he won.

Little did he know,

I came back with the Holy One!

The victory is mine,

didn’t whine,

I had drew the line!

Put the foolishness to rest,

passed the devil’s test.

Tried to blindside me,

but used both eyes so I could see.

Trouble always around,

but you don’t have to go down.

Never stay on any ground.

Never stay on any ground.

Get up and fight your foe,

Understand strategy,

be in the know!

Nicholl McGuire