How Happy – Poetry

How happy am I
Walking through a barren, dry land
Even when the dust kicks into my eyes
And not a drop of refreshment in sight

How happy am I
Feeling the call of the wind to go, move
Howling in my ears and so obnoxiously loud
And my legs are cut from under me

How happy am I
Wading through an ocean filled
The waves unrelenting, cresting high
And nothing remains to cling on and ride

How happy am I
Staring at a thousand men, armed
Their eyes, daggers and bodies primed
And all I have is myself and a shield

Still how happy am I
As I fall asleep and awaken from slumber
The sun feeding me energy and breath in my body
And still! There is a promise He has given me.

Written by: Michael “Bboy Roach1” Roach


Five for Fighting – 5 Reasons to Persevere

Being off and on about motivation is kind of new to me. If you’ve been following my writing, you might have seen a dip in pushing out content from time to time—sometimes I post every day, sometimes every other day, and then sometimes there are lulls where I don’t post for many days at a time. And it’s not because of laziness, or because I don’t love my mission that God has set me on.

It’s because life right now is hard. Really trying, really draining, and really hard.

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Ability – 4 Abilities to Adopt for Progress

What even is “ability”?

I’ve been a pretty big sports fan my entire life. As a kid, I looked up to the incredible Michael Jordan, and watched his games at my grandma’s house. She would tell me, “That man is generational. No one can top him, ever. What ability.” As I would move up in age, my fascination with sports would evolve, too. Junior high it was Peyton Manning and my hometown Indianapolis Colts—I remember first seeing his patented “no huddle offense”, and his games against New England. In high school, I fervently watched the greatest collegiate and Olympic wrestlers—I too was a wrestler for my school—I watched replays of Rulon Gardner’s historic defeat of Alexander Karelin in the 2000 Olympics; 2004’s Cael Sanderson cementing himself as one of the greatest; Ben Askren of University of Missouri beating opponents with his unique “funk style” of wrestling.

Now, it’s LeBron James; I remember hearing about his high school escapades, watched him enter the league, and now watch him destroy the league with a big smile on my face. Ps, the Golden State Warriors blew a 3-1 lead in the NBA Finals. Woops.

The thread in all of this: I was inspired by all of their astounding abilities.

I was motivated to achieve goals in my own life because I watched them achieve theirs. What’s more, it wasn’t just the fact that they could do what they set out to do that peaked my interest. It was the fact that they did it with a fire burning. They showcased abilities beyond just the ability in their sports. When I watched—and when I still watch today—I could care less about the “style” or “flair” in which spectacular athletes succeed.

I see pieces that have all fit together within to power a beast of a doer. I see a spirit that goes beyond just want of winning.

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Quicksand – Feeling Unexpected Descent

Does anyone remember the year 1995? I kind of do. It was a time when I was young, so it’s not like I remember things vividly or anything. I remember Bill Clinton was president in 1995—I think his voice was something that distinctly resonated with my child self because it sounded unique to me. A couple of pretty iconic songs were released that year: “Kiss from a Rose” by Seal and “Waterfalls” by TLC. Both of which are songs I think any 90’s kid can recite—at least the chorus—without hesitation.

Then there were a plethora of movies released that I think a lot of people, including me, are still fond of. Pocahontas was released by Disney—not entirely historically accurate, but we can’t deny that “Colors of the Wind” is a beautiful ballad. Batman Forever was in that mix—I know a lot of young boys like me really enjoyed that movie—but looking back now it is a horrendous fail of a Batman movie. On that same tip of action-packed movies, Braveheart also came out in ’95, showing every dude that wearing a kilt can…actually be kind of awesome.

A not-so-blockbuster film I readily remember from my ’95 childhood is Jumanji. I’m sure you know the movie; it’s a story about a family who finds a magical, jungle themed board game and start to play it. The crux of the story is that everything that happens in the game becomes reality for them; it becomes a dangerous game filled with real life giant spiders, poachers, and crazy jungle antics. One scene in particular that always scared me—preceding the other scene of giant spiders that horrified me—was the scene of Robin Williams’ floor becoming quicksand.

He reads, before the magic unfolds, “Beware the ground on which you stand. The floor is quicker than the sand.”

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5 Messages for Daily Encouragement

Every day is a different day. I think we can all attest to that as fact—some days are rough and difficult. Others are easy going and beautiful. On some occasions it feels like the rain is perfectly timed to our emotions. Yet on others we couldn’t care less about what’s going on outside. It’s a cycle of life—we each face our own challenges, on our own time.

Even if the number of problems and temptations we have seem to spiral out of control, it’s important to remember that we have the ability to shape our mentality. We have the ability to tell ourselves truths, and get ourselves back on to the path we know is destined for us.

Here are five messages we can all tell ourselves to keep ourselves encouraged and uplifted, no matter the outlook of the day ahead.

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Bridge – A Short Poem

I am a bridge
You step on me, but I was built to endure.

My beginning was built from the scraps
I was nothing but a tiny thing in the dirt
You probably stepped over me then, too.
That’s okay.

I am a bridge
You step on me, but I was built to endure.

Someone was kind enough to take my nothings
Cobble them together into this structure
Give me a purpose that is unique
A path that is put on me.

I am a bridge
You step on me, but I was built to endure.

I see other bridges sometimes
They might be shinier, or more “polished”
But when the wind blows; the storms crash
They topple.

I am a bridge
You step on me, but I don’t grumble.

My function is to connect with love
It’s to get one to another
To bridge the gap and give opportunities
In places unknown.

I am a bridge.
You step on me, and I am thankful.

Heart – A Short Poem


It’s a tender thing to learn to accept

Sometimes it’s beautiful
Beating to the tune of 150 BPM
Feeling freedom within every breath
Pulsating with the knowledge
That the rhythm is but a beautiful dance

Sometimes it’s ugly
Beating to the tune of 150 BPM
Fueled only by sordid motives each sec
Pumping with an adamant goal
To make another heart feel its’ raging steps

It’s a tender thing to learn to accept

Sometimes it just needs rest.