A poem about love and support

This is a poem about love and support. Without love and support life would be impossible to live here on earth!



A Special Harvest

                            The Lord blesses us abundantly
when we plant this type of seed--
love our neighbors as ourselves
and helping others who are in need...
Cultivate the soil and
watch the crops grow,
you shall reap a great harvest
with the love kindness you show!
Though a drought may come,
but your crops shall never die,
just have a little faith
and give it a try!


By: Bro Tim Gillam

The Greatest Evil on Earth

What is the greatest evil on earth? Did you know one of the greatest evils in the world is drug addiction?

Yes, believe it or not addiction to drugs has destroyed many lives. My addiction to crack nearly took my life. My addiction caused me to spend many lonely years in prison. Addiction to drugs took my sister’s life and I am sharing her story with you to let you know that addiction is bondage of Satan.



This memorial is dedicated to Tonya Rose Gillam. Tonya was born in Detroit, MI. on July 5th 1967. She  died on June 15th, 2008. Tanya was 41 years of age at the time of her death. She died on the streets of Detroit addicted to crack cocaine.

             
Crack took her life. Satan robbed her of her life. Satan tricked her in believing a lie. Satan tricked her into believing that drugs was the best thing on earth and that she should do anything to get it.  Her mother, Ms. Irene Gillam, loved Rose dearly. It broke her heart when she discovered her only daughter was dead. I believe the worse part about my sister's death was how they found her.

Police records say she was found in an alley behind a garage. At the time of her death, I was in prison. My mother wrote and told me what happened and sent her obituary to me. I knew my mother was deeply hurt about Rose's death. I could see how brokenhearted she was in her letter. Not only was she grieving this tragedy, but she was also in despair about me being in prison. I am truly sorry my mother had to bear such grief.

Rose died a horrible way. I pray to God that He forgives her of her sins. She wasn’t able to ask for forgiveness before she died. I ask God to look at her baptism into His Church. I ask God to remember all that my mother did to raise her. I ask the Lord on her birthday July 5th to  forgive Rose of her sins!
In Jesus' name amen

Rest in Peace

We show our sympathy of a passing of a sister or brother,
but there's no greater pain than losing a loving mother.

We show our grief when our loved-one die,
it hurts inside, but you try not to cry.

We mourn we our loved one has become deceased,
but with faith in God we know their burdens was released!

In Loving Memory of Rose!

Going to Jail poem

This is a poem I wrote while I was a prisoner in the Michigan prison system. I did not like being in prison, but it taught me a great lesson about appreciating life!




GOING TO JAIL

Breaking the law and going to jail,
becoming a prisoner who is locked in a cell.
Different races, colors and ages,
all together like animal in cages.
From stick-ups to drug dealers to stealing cars,
they are taken off the streets to be placed behind bars. 
Different people that have been charged with a crime,
the consequences are, you have to serve some time.
From all across the state from city to city,
there is a person who enforces the law that shows no pity.
It is from Zero to life depending on the case,
and you think of the precious time in jail that you will waste.
All of your freedom is left behind,
and you are feeling hurt because you are confined.
Leaving loved-ones, now you are wondering who is your friend,
as your life on the streets has come to an end.
From hustling on the streets trying to go from rags to fame,
to becoming a prisoner and wondering who is to blame?
Some get frustrated, miserable and mad,
and others  get depressed, lonely its really sad.
Being convicted of a crime while trying to obtain,
an unlawful way of a financial gain.
Wanting to be the man who is headed in a one-way direction,
 but unfortunately it turned out to be in the Department of Corrections.
Some try to change because it is never too late,
to turn your life around from this terrible mistake!!!


By Bro Tim Gillam
Ex prisoner

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We all need inspiration and encouragement. Sometimes just a kind word can be a blessing and it can help us get  through our darkness hour!! During those struggling times, I try to find some inspiring words to share and comfort. A good encouraging word can turn someones life around.

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I was born and raised in Detroit MI. I grew up in an unstable home. My father physically and mentally abused my mother. His abusiveness had an adverse effect on me as well as my siblings. It caused homelessness and a lot of mental anguish. It also caused a great deal of hardship and grief.

As a result, I did not attend school regularly. I developed a leaning disability. I did not like going to school. I could not read and comprehend like other kids in elementary. I struggled though middle school and eventually dropped out in the 9th grade.

 I did not get involved in any criminal activity during this time, but I wasn’t doing anything constructive with my life either. I was not interested in sports or anything else that would make my life better.

 I began smoking marijuana at around sixteen years old. I tried alcohol, but didn’t like the taste or the feeling of being drunk. So I stuck with smoking weed until I meet crack in 1984.

 My life quickly grew out of control. I lied, cheated, and stole to support my crack habit. My only purpose in life was to get high. I lost friends and family members trust and respect. Getting high was all that mattered to me.

 At twenty-seven, I committed my first felony that lead me to prison. It was one of the worse experience s of my life. I was completely lost and did not know or understand just how serious things were.

 As result of my insanity, I went to prison several more times. My last visit was indeed the lowliest and darkest periods in my life. I lost all hope about myself. Despair became my best friend as I sit in the cold jail cell. I thought of ways to end my life because I did not want to go through the pain and suffering anymore. But at my lowest moment, something happened. The Lord came and touched my heart and gave me a reason to continue on.

Today, I use my experience to help inspire and uplift others. I want my poems to glory God and give encouragement and inspiration to the "Brokenhearted"

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