Reginald Walker
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Book One: The Journey Begins
(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
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Book One: The Journey Begins
(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
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Book Two: On the verge of war
(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
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Book Two: On the verge of war
(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
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Book Two: On the verge of war
(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
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Book Two: On the verge of war
(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
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Book Two: On the Verge of War
(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
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Book Two: On the verge of war
(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
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Lord, I am in need of a healing touch from you.
Please touch me and strengthen me to endure.
My soul and body is wrenched with sin and pain.
Lord, please touch me and make me whole again.
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Book One: The Journey Begins
(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
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Book One: The Journey Begins
(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
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Book One: The Journey Begins
(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
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Book Two: On the verge of war
(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
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Hear my prayer, O Lord.
Please strengthen me to endure.
Guide the steps that I take, O Lord.
Empower me to remain true.
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Who made the vast universe and the small planet on which we live?
Who ordered time and space so everything would not suddenly hit?
Who added the contrast of colors and the fluffy clouds to the fabric of the sky?
Regardless, of how you say it, the only correct answer is 'GOD DID IT'.
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A fool is someone that wakes up and witnesses the splendor of a new day;
Yet, by their actions and the words they say, they deny the existence of God.
A fool is someone, in spite of many near collision with death, still refuses;
They simply will not acknowledge that in their safety God played a major part.
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The unfair injury burdened upon the shoulders of the African men and women.
The echoes of slavery constantly overshadows America’s path to the future.
Memories of yesterdays gone; times that we hope will never return again.
The cries from the hurt, forced, chained and scared treading waters to places untold.
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God, I just do not understand why
You treat me so good everyday.
In spite of all of my sins and all of my mistakes,
You are still good to me.
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I was hooked on crack and living on the streets.
I wanted nothing out of life except another toke.
I did not have a place to call my home,
Because that pipe always kept me broke.
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The aroma of magnolias wafts upon a gentle breeze.
The forest is filled with nothing but magnolia trees.
A bright pinkish flower inside dark green leaves.
Magnolia Island is where my dream vacation will be.
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Reginald Walker Biography
About the Author Reginald Levi Walker was born in rural Perry County in Alabama to the late Rev. R. Leon Walker, Jr. and Janie Mae Ward on July 9,1964. He is the last of three children from this marriage. Reginald or Reggie, as he prefers to be called, was educated in the all black school system of rural Perry County. Reggie tried to excel at all his studies in School. He held memberships in the National Junior and Senior Honor Societies. In 1981, he moved to Miami, Florida to live with his mother. After graduating from American Senior High School, he enlisted in the U. S. Army. However, because of the call to preach and the tremendous preaching tradition in the Walker family, Reggie soon found himself preaching instead of fighting wars. The first influence to preach came from his grandfather, Rev Walker, Sr. At the age of nine, Reggie accepted the call to preach at Greenleaf Baptist Church in Alabama. After discharging from service in 1985, he studied under his father and other ministers in the African Methodist Episcopal Church. He was licensed to preach at St, John A.M.E. Church in Tulsa, Oklahoma ordained an elder at Bethel A.M.E. Church in North Little Rock Arkansas and educated at Shorter Junior College in Arkansas. Reggie first pastorate was at Derrick Chapel A.M.E. Church in Van Buren, Arkansas. Since then, he has pastured many churches in Alabama, Arkansas, Florida, and Oklahoma, He now resides in Red Bird, Oklahoma and pastors Vision of Hope Church, Inc. He works to encourage children of God everywhere to stand up and be the mighty men and women of God. His favorite saying is I am blessed just to be alive. Reggie knows the importance of each day since he has been living with an incurable disease since 1987. However, he firmly believes, if he lives God get the glory and if he dies, God gets the blame. He gave his illness to God along time ago and refuses to worry about it anymore.)
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(updated) The U. S. Army Ranger, A Poetic Series, The Journey Begins 7
Book One: The Journey Begins
(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
Mission seven: Mission Complete
I just returned to the home base.
This tour of duty will soon be through.
I brush my teeth and wash my face.
The captain assigned another job to do.
Quickly, I grabbed my gear off my bed.
Tonight on a rescue mission, I am sent.
I place my helmet on my head.
I walked out the door of my tent.
In my gear, my orders I find.
I was given a map to the place.
I was given stuff to cover my behind.
Then, I saw the picture of his face.
My face went quickly went to a frown.
This person was not a stranger, you see.
Thump, my backpack hits the ground.
He is an U. S. Army Ranger, like me.
To my assignment, I ran.
I must get this job done.
I sling my pack on, again.
I will to die to save this one.
When I get there, in the brush I wait.
I count all the guards walking around.
You can call it luck or call it my fate.
Three died without making a sound.
I peeped through the glass of the backdoor.
The coast was clear, so through it, I crept.
The guard had his eyes covered with a hat.
So, silently, I sliced his throat as he slept.
Cautiously, I raised my weapon.
The prisoner is asleep on the floor.
My job is now just about to be done.
I slowly open the bedroom door.
Carefully, the entire room I checked out
One more guard should be somewhere.
Just as I thought, without a doubt,
He is on the porch sitting in a chair.
Loudly, I wake my package up.
We quickly head out the back door.
Suddenly, the whole place erupts.
From a bomb left on the floor.
(Copyrighted 2007)
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