Local Poet -  Tracy Bruce     MEET Tracy Bruce   © Copyright 2005. All rights reserved. No portion of this work may be duplicated or copied without the expressed written consent of the author. return to local poets page          Lord Did You Hear   Did you hear me when I said I couldn’t pay my bills? Did you hear me when I said I own the cattle on a thousand hills?   Did you hear me when I said my child won’t listen to me? Did you hear me when I said bring the child to me?   Did you hear when the doctor said there’s no more he can do? Did you hear when I said I’m the great physician?   Did you hear when my enemies were slinging their mud? Did you hear when I said you wrestle not against flesh and blood?   Did you hear when I said I couldn’t handle these tests? Did you hear me when I said I would give you rest?   Did you hear me cry out when over my head bullets flew? Did you hear when I said I’d give my angels charge over you?   Did you hear when I cried out because I went astray? Did you hear when I said my mercies are new everyday?   Did you hear me cry out because this addiction is no joke? Did you hear when I said my anointing would break every yoke?   Did you hear me when I said I no longer know what to do? Did you hear me when I said I would never leave nor forsake you?   Copyright 2005 by Tracy Bruce         It’s Hard To Be A Christian   It’s hard to be a Christian when alone you have to take a stand It’s not as hard as having nail prints in your hands   It’s hard to be a Christian when people constantly do you wrong It’s not as hard as being, whipped all night long   It’s hard to be a Christian when all your friends have fled It’s not as hard as having a crown of thorns placed on your head   It’s hard to be a Christian when on you people have lied It’s not as hard as being pierced in your side   It’s hard to be a Christian people think that I am odd It’s not as hard as being separated from your God   It’s hard to be a Christian I’m never on the popular list It’s not as hard as being struck in the face with fist   It’s hard to be a Christian and run this difficult race It’s not as hard as having someone spit in your face   It’s hard to be a Christian living in a sinful nation It’s not as hard as having to die for your salvation   Copyright 2005 by Tracy Bruce
Black History by Tracy Bruce   Every year we celebrate black history But to most of us it’s still a mystery   Please teach us how you had to fight To eat in restaurants that was only for whites   Perhaps we would focus more on education If we are taught about school segregation   Sometimes we read it in a history book But perhaps you should share the journey you took   Everybody knows about Martin and civil rights But teach us about the Tuskegee Airmen’s flights   Others have shared our history with you Please give us something to look forward too   Please teach us who we really are So our hero won’t be a negative rap star   Please teach us about our great black history So it won’t become the great black mystery   Copyright 2004 by Tracy Bruce