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The Clouds


My voice=
God, can I hold your hand and go with you?

Gods voice~
My sweet child, it is I who will walk with you now! You walked down my path with and without faith. You took my protection to ease your pain. My shielded wings comfort you during your moments of suffering while your life staggered across the earth... Your love and devotion is what made you strong. Every time your dreams were broken. You managed to build more dreams in their place. You called my name during your happiest and saddest moments. You always ran up to me when you fell behind. Your secrets became our private talks. The key to your heart was always unlocked. I was there during your trials and troubles of tribulations. We could not speak, but it was my light that would not allow you to get weak.

My voice=
Is this that dream of beauty? The one in the book my preacher spoke of. 
Yes! I remember it now it is called paradise. I felt this company once before, Lord.
Many times, I have forsaken this light, and still it never left my door.
I felt it the day I was born, and the day I became baptized in your holy name.
I felt this light before, can you explain it some more? 
Lord pleases clarify that day I fell down to my knees and accepted Jesus as my savior? 
Every day since, I felt as if you stood away and walked on by, allowing me to face my own failures’.  Was my life a waste in this impossible world?"

Gods voice~  
My child, this is the everlasting light you will feel every time your body is re-born onto a new road.  This light never left you. 
My sweet child did you not listen, Matthew *19:26* MY SON looked at them and said, "With man this is impossible, but with ME all things are possible. My child you were not searching for the right answers.

My voice= 
My Lord everyone told me if I prayed you would come. Did I not pray right?

Gods voice~ 
My child sometimes your heart asked for more than life itself, which left questions for someone else.  
At times how could I answer when you shunned heaven away from your eyes?
The obvious question is whether this is the final immersing of your souls disguises.

My voice= 
Lord, I have other questions to ask. 
What should I expect out of my personal sins? My testimonial sits in the palm of your hand
My mind and my heart's inner core have been wicked since my adolescence days. 
How is it that I am in your promise land?

Gods voice~  
Getting right with me has brought you here!

My voice= 
One more question My Heavenly Father
Can I see them? My Daughter, Mothers and Sisters~


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The little soldier boy

His daddy is fighting in Iraq.
His mommy is fighting tears.
His brother is fighting death.
He is fighting his desolation and fears.

Friends are but a dream
and companions are an illusion.
School is a concentration camp,
but he stands, though alone, in the midst of confusion.

His training school is loneliness.
His milestones are fears, thrust in lies.
His only weapon is faith
and his bullets are soft "hallelujah" cries.

Strength left his fragile body
and he lost the fight in life so coy,
yet on his knees he conquered agony
and I call him the little soldier boy.

Details | Tanka | |


LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night

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Fatherless Child

There once was a day I would watch every airplane.
Praying you was on it to come take me away.
As a child I wanted you around until the day, you actually came.
The day you came is the day my life forever changed.
I remember as if it was yesterday when you physically violated me.
Mental visions as early as the age of eight, but old enough to vociferate.
Visualizing mental pictures in my mind while I am awake very aware of the improper abuse I take.
Your body on me feels something like an autopsy of a dead body.
While you lay on top of me as you press aggressively on me.
Against my will your force kept me still.
I am trying to understand if you recognize who I am.
I try to say no hoping you can comprehend; I am weakling as you apprehend.
Mentally and physically I became involuntarily your property. 
A main character in a horror story, and you were my predatory.
I asked “God why?” as I bare to stare into his eyes.
This is not thee love I seek; all I wanted was my father to love me, but not like this injustice of violation of my rights.
This love is not real; not the love I wished to feel.
As he tries to stick his tongue into my mouth too young to know what this is all about.
I grip my lips painfully tight as he tries to slip his tongue inside.
I close them tighter with all my might, as he whispers, “let me love you right” 
I beg him to leave as he pried my legs open with his knees my insides scream “somebody please help me!”
As he whispers how much he loves me I’m praying for God to just kill me.
I rather be dead then a man’s punching bag.
As I lay there my body was dead, and I laid my soul to rest.
I looked around the room and seen the Old Spice on the desk the same fragrance he wore around his neck.
The sun began to rise as he began to close my thighs.
In that moment in time I had made up my mind any man that ever say they love me was just telling lies.
I learned the hard way that love does not kill your inside; love does not take your pride.
A fatherless child I shall forever reside.
Every day that passes that little eight-year-old girl dies slowly inside.
Asking Jesus,” Why permit this?” and he slowly whispers…as I gently whimpers, “faith is the light that guide you through the darkness, my words reflecting as a lamp unto my feet.”
“Walk unto my path I’m here to carry the weak, come into me you are weary and overburdened. I will carry the pain you have obtained.”
“I am your father and you are my child you are never fatherless because I’m always around.”

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Timeless Love

They met at first around sixteen,while they were in their teens.
A young man tall and handsome, a girl with many dreams.
Years later they did meet again this time he was smitten.
It took some time to hook this girl, eventually their history written.

He had a plan to marry her and move her from her home.
She'd have to leave her roots, the only thing she'd known.
Leave her home and family was what she had to do,
The love they shared was eternal even though it 'twas brand new.

This love they shared was a gift,their faith was also strong
They both loved many similar things like fishing, books and song.
Seven children blessed their lives, they started their own tree
So strong this love they shared, became one large family. 

Both worked hard to raise them, devoted to each one,
They shared their love equally to each daughter and each son.
Education and faith were important, practiced with daily prayer
They fed and clothed this family with love and tremendous care

Each child was very different and different paths they took.
Educators, artists, builders, Lawyers and even cooks.
Each child found their partners, some added children to each branch.
All love music, all loved to read, a few even like to dance.

Their children had more children and the two were greatly blessed,
With lovely grandchildren with many traits that both these two possessed
What remained from the love they shared twas passed down through the line
A love this strong must be shared and it surpassed all time

Four generations have now developed from these two whose love began
So many years before when both had shared a plan.
Each twig shares a piece and resembles one or the other
For this love story that's been described was about a Father and Mother

I'd love to say they share a life together here today
But God had different plans in mind, for one he took away
The void he left was devastating to everyone you see
Hardest on the one for which he shared atop the tree

The plan these two created at the time they were entwined
Continues on by one so strong , who giveth all of her time
To the tree these two created which grows branches to this day
The love created by these two shall never go

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My Micke boys

                To be called ..
            ~   Grandma is a Honor ~

        I have been blessed with 4  Grandchildren

       ~ one lays in Heaven " Kaleb "  He is God's Angel ~
   ~ His twin brother he will always watch over , and be in his soul~

     For he loved his Brother so much in the womb ,
       he chose Heaven which gave life to his twin
      ~ I feel his spirit when I see the other Grandson ~
              Time passed another gift to see
               we are " Mickes" and Loved 
            Our Dad held the title in Baseball 
                   ~  that's how we roll ~
           those children are Grandmas hero's 

       The Irish they love big and Family is everything 
        The brothers will protect the beautiful sister 
              ~ as many lads will be calling ~

        Every time my Grandson hits a home run
     There will be a Angel watching proudly in the stand 

       It will be as if the Angel lifted him when he runs 
           ~no one runs faster then my Grandson~
     either baseball or Art  ~ you shall find your gift given

                These children have been blessed~
                 ~  a beauty to hard to describe 
        If you think not ~~  Take a look at the Mom  
                     That girl can stop Traffic   
                    after raising three and still~ 

          "Inspired by the gift and loss of Grandchildren "

     May our precious " Kaleb " softly rest where Angels only Dwell

Details | Rhyme | |

After the fall

Quite frankly, I don't remember at all
You see I was quite young when I took my first fall.
Don't know which parent was there to catch me
Or how hard the decision was to stand back and let me. 
Did I topple forward or backward, or who made the call. 
And who scooped me up crying
After the fall.
I can't remember the joy of first letting go
And taking that step without holding on. 
Groping my way forward
Leaning against the wall
I got back up 
After the fall.
As the Earth spun the years flew by so fast
At 17 I finally knew everything at last!!
Unexpectedly, I fell once again,
Head over heels this time 
And out on a limb.
I was so sure of that bet
I gambled it all
Heart bruised abused and then broken
After that fall.
And then I broke my own promise 
To not love again.
Hungry for life
I gambled to win.
Life is a theatre of first steps first 
A one act play with no time to rehearse.
Co starring in roles
Cast without planning.
"Never more" echoes 
The raven still chanting.
Undaunted unwilling
To let darkness win all
Trusting Father to be there
After the fall.
Then the day came
When I had a son
To let him learn the word hot And hope he'd not run,
Would he still love me
Or trust me at all
When I pulled my hand back
And allowed him to fall?
And knowing I'd be there again
To help him to stand
And knowing he might never walk
If I didn't let go of his hand
And hoping he didn't revert back to a crawl
When I let go of his hand
And allowed him to fall.
As the earth kept on turning
My heart kept yearning
My son now a man
Living and learning.
He hasn't held my hand now in a very long time
The cats in the cradle slowly plays in the back of my mind.
I looked in the mirror today
And noticed my dad.
And remembered a talk that we'd never had.
Remembering how he seemed towering and tall 
And was there every time 
After each fall.
I lose my balance these days now and again
My steps aren't as sure
As they once might have been. 
In the winter of life now
I feel so small
And wonder who'll catch me
If I take a fall. 
I suppose I'll just have to trust Father
With both great things and small 
To pick me up on the other side
When I take my last fall.

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The Song of the Christmas Snow

There is nothing with so much life as a Christmas snow
The crisp air is still as little dancing stars float to the earth
Strong old trees become burdened with drifts of white upon their bows
But seem honored to be dressed in such finery and appear almost to move
In fact, everything has come to life to watch the snowfall.
Then everything is quiet
There is a whisper in the air
It ripples through the trees
See the birds, they are the first to recognize the whisper
As the Masters of Chorus, the birds know it is a song
They sit as true musicians memorizing the lyrics and rhythm
So, the snow speaks, the voice is old, like it has sung this song many times
As the squirrels could tell you this is a lullaby, and they begin to search from their 
perches in the trees for the newborn
And life and love has never felt as strong as now
A horse in its pastures stomps his foot disturbed
Though he hears the song the birds do and the lullaby the squirrels hear, he, 
along with all of the worlds creatures, could swear he just heard a cry
The squirrels chatter with laughter, knowing they where right and the birds take 
up the snow-song to welcome the child they heard cry
And then they stop and the world is silent
The snow has stopped falling
The cry was only a memory from Christmas long past
The child, a child of time whose
 Voice comes with the Christmas snows,
To give every soul the chance to hear
The song of joy and love and beginning,
So it is never forgotten;
The song of the Christmas Snow

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A lost child

As a child wandering aimlessly through the streets of life Looking for guidance and advice Wishing for love and understanding. Searching to find answers to the unanswered questions. With no one to turn to and no one to trust A child sits and cries lonely and unsure of life. Looks to the sky on a darkened night Using the stars as a map this time Is there anyone out there who cares what happens? When will someone hear the cries of pain and confusion? With little hope and no faith A child was saved by god’s grace. Showing himself through the hurt and doubt He reached his hand out He carried the child while showing love. He opened up his heart and his soul Holding a trembling hand of child’s shaking faith God said, “Do not be scared of the unknown” Walk with me and you will never be alone. I will protect you from Lucifer’s games And will give you the strength and courage it takes To face the demons you are running from on the streets Sinners are among you in this life But you have the grace of God tonight.

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Another Man's Pain

A small grave, and for it's weeds was bare
with only a handmade wooden cross.
Easy to see that a child rest there.
Poor unloved young soul was my first thought.

Well I read this cross, for this child of grief.
"John my young son so frail and fair
my joy, my love, my life I leave
to the arms of your mother and Lord's care."

The back read; "To doctors all my money I gave
I cannot buy even a simple stone
with a borrowed spade, I have dug your grave,
I carve this marker, and am now alone."

That wooden cross, seemed to rise
high above great marble markers.
Thoughts rush my mind as I realized
the pain this poor man's heart had harbored.

Never again his son he will see
knowing his child would rests under cold ground.
As unkempt as this grave seemed to be, 
with it's wooden cross and it’s weeds all around.

I pulled at those weeds with my bare hand
then my flowers I laid at the foot of that cross.
I prayed "Please God, help me understand" 
as I felt the pain of another man's loss.

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God's little children are precious,
They are gifts that God gives to us.

God will guide us to teach them to be sweet,
His word will help us to share, which is neat.

Jesus had experience as a small child,
He is an example to us, tame or wild.

Each child needs to see Jesus' love through us,
Through our witnessing, these children will trust.

Singing or saying a little prayer each day,
This will help little children to walk God's way.

Jesus' footprints are the way to the light,
We lead our children with all of our might.

God's pure and perfect love are what we need,
Leading a child is how we plant a seed.

Teaching our children to pray,
Helps them to know what to say.

They will learn to seek His wisdom and love,
These children will seek for strength from above.

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Our Lords Plight

This poem covers the greatest story ever told
Greater than all the kings and all their gold
This story will bring about deep reflection
Starting with the Immaculate Conception
Of all the stories this is the greatest of all
A complex child born in a simple stall
Quickly the news covered the land
A virgin would be Gods right hand
Inside of her womb a God to a son
Imagine this story has just begun
Everyone knew this child was born to design
Just open your heart and look for the sign
 Harrod was driven by fear of not being so great
The first-born son was Harrods fate
Jesus escaped the King and awaited the call
To become the greatest glory of all
This is my master this is our Lord
He is the wielder and we are the sword
He chose his disciples of simple men
Hear tell one was straight out of the pen
The Pharisees called on Pilot the king
At the end he said, “I wash my hands of this thing”
I wonder if when Pilot stepped up to the gate
Jesus washed his hands to seal Pilots fate
Or if he opened his arms to welcome him in
Forgiving Pilot of all of his sins
We took our Lord then nailed him to the cross
As far as humanity that was our greatest loss
But through all the loss just look at the gain
Bought by our Lord through sacrifice and pain
Over 2000 years after this child was born
He came to the prison to make my heart warm
Gave me a gift then our Lord set me free
I reckon the rest would be up to me
As you dress up the tree and hang up the lights
Think of the story of our Lords plight

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Not yet.

Yesterday,a ghost of someone better haunting in the shadows that he hath 
banished it to. 
I will bring you back. 
From death and darkness to the light I will resurrect you to former greatness with 
a last hope at her hand. 
Better man she loved so long ago...I am not dead. 
Not yet. 

Wounded child hath sent you in jealousy to live beneath selfish pride and 
careless discontent of the perfect life...of the perfect lady. 
I will bring you back. 
To the surface to resurface faith in those who had given up. 
To heal those hurt by his ways. 
To break the silence. 
Don't lose faith love...I am not dead. 
Not yet. 

Yesterday, I will bring you to life once more. 
Kind and caring, truthful and committed. 
Selfish child sent back...I have much to prove. 
Much to make up.Much living left to do. 
Don't forget Love...I am not dead. 

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i am a black child

i am a black child
who always stand strong
who's been through thick and thin 
sometimes right,sometimes wrong
but no matter what  i continue strong
i've fought the rain and ready 4 the storm

i am a black child 
on my shoulder u can lean
i know what i know,butw do u know what  i mean
it's me who will always be a friend
u may hurt me on the outside,but not deep withine 

i am a black child
and yeah i love it,black beautiful,and strong
and not ashamed of it
now heres the time 4 everyone to see
i am a black child a black child that's me

by larrinita starks ....... 

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God has a plan,
And it is out of my hands.

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Every heartbeat is bestowed upon,
Compassion embraces a child eternally
That uplifts a child’s soul in isolation in every way. 

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One self

Details | Sestina | |

Angelic Callings

Words on a page, sounds, Mother's calling
soft tones rose from leather tomes sweetly,
through rouged lips they tumble with love.
Lullabies call through the coldest of nights
as frost haloes about the curls, open-hearted,
eager, a child of contested love’s joining.

What would this chimera become now joined.
Oh what would be the result of this clarion call?
Angels wonder at the blend of unformed heart,
as words of Our Fathers resound so sweet
for the thrice kissed lips of child and overbearing night.
May all who come from the light delight in love.

May the child addressed bring comfort, bring love, 
grow in service to the higher good and join
the wholesome hearts who warm the darkest night,
for bringing comfort, kindness, and caring is a calling,
which teaches every opened soul of sweetness
and heals the aching angry sores of forlorn hearts.

With words of joy, and a voice full of heart
let her hands touch, and sooth, each pain lovingly,
with the like-minded teachers and nurses sweetening
the balm smoothed upon the brow of man, enjoined
to heed the call, the ancient ever-present call
of majesty in morning and peaceful rest at night. 

Each life presents its morning and ends in eternal night.
Each soul stores fonts of happiness and heartache.
Conception buds and blooms, sending out a clarion call
enjoining all who have the healing gift to garner love.
Gentle ones, who plant the seeds, tend the hearts join…
be the humble gardeners of the meek and sweet.

What task could be richer or path sweeter
than that of those who doctor, and nurse, and warm night?
Tender hearts and helping hands come together, join…
in the higher consciousness of he’s and she’s heartfelt.
Raise the banner; fly the unifying flag of healing love,
make this your onward path the Way, the Red Road your calling.

For what is sweeter day or night for each are joined,
heartily we love and live to heed these fine callings.

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Train Up A Child

Train Up A Child “Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it.” Prov 22:6 NIV Train up a child— To know the wisdom of God, So that when that child is older, They’ll have good habits to applaud. Your children need your guidance; They know not what is right; They also need a good example, So they can live upright. Train up a child in obedience, So self will not reign; Teach them to love others; From sharing not refrain. Read to your children; Teach them of God’s love, Show them from the scriptures— The promise of eternity above. How you train your child, Will mean life or death; Train your child for eternity— Far more precious than wealth. Teach patience and persistence; These traits aren’t natural, But are essential in life’s journey— To the life eternal. Train up a child— To see what the Lord says on a matter; Show them Christ as the advisor; Our provider and the Savior. Be considerate of your children— They are people too; Always love and cherish them, As your Father loves and cherishes you. Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2010

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Sense of humour, elevating our spirits
Musing over the simple things in life, rejoicing at what we find
Imagination stimulated, childlike, seeing the wonders in life
Light heartedness, laughing at one’s self!
Everything as it is meant to be, smiling, enjoying, the gift of life

Details | Ballad | |

A Child's Dream Come True

As the sunsets at the end of the day,
And the night begins to fall,
So, does all the dreams of all the little children,
In their own wonderlands of their own,
Wishing and thinking of great things to come,
Hoping their parents will make these dreams come alive,
Cause dreams to children should become bright and gleam,
And all to them more than just alive,
All children want is hopes and dreams to become true,
But if you can teach them how to work hard at them,
They too can make their dreams become their own reality,
For any one person works hard enough,
At what they want in life,
They can have any one thing they want,
All they have to do is work really hard to make it real,
For believers can believe in themselves,
And strive to work toward making their own goals,
Their very own come true,
Which gives more satisfaction in life,
Than things being handed to you,
So always strive for the best,
And all your wishes and dreams can come true,
In your life if you want them too.

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Puzzle Piece

A puzzle piece you are to me 
Like a vine without any leaves. 
Your heart is pure your soul is 
Gold, the sweetest thing I'll 
ever hold! A miracle in my eyes 
it seemed, knowing they said 
no babies for me! Always a 
surprise you seem to be just 
like a puzzle piece! At 9 months 
you walked but not until 4 did 
you first talk! Always a terror 
making a beautiful mess always 
a surprise that has yet to be 
met! The twists and turns I 
know we will see will seem 
somewhat like a roller coaster 
to me! The milestones and 
special gifts you bring will make 
my life seem Like a dream, my 
special boy I have always said 
How special I knew not till 
Aspergers they said! The 
journey will be trying the 
journey will seem long! But 
with our family together we will 
chug along! My special boy I 
love you so and cannot wait to 
see you mature and grow! Now 
we have a goal we have our 
dream you see to make you the 
perfect fitting puzzle piece!! 

Written by: Christina Kirks 
McCullouch 04/05/2012 For 
Jonathan S McCullouch Jr 
Mommy loves you to eternity 
and beyond! Forever and 

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Priceless pearl
my hidden diamond
love's sweet jewel

Heaven sent
Angelic countenance
Beauty so pure

Lovely daughter
your character delights
my devotion forever

Heartbeat on screen
My unbelief ceased
the moment
first squeezed my finger

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written 28th oct 2012

You were never seen by us, that privilege sadly was not for us 
  an extravagance we were overwhelmed by, the thought of your embrace  
The entire twelve weeks you were a joy to have known, even 'without' being seen 
 hearing about you're arrival, was a blessing at the time you were conceived
For life hadn't been easy and we had all asked God, we even plea'd 

We wait upon the day, you will finally meet us 
 having the honour to love and learn with you, saddly not for us
It brakes my heart as you part, you had already embeded love into my heart
 Just knowing we will now...forever be kept apart

God has other plans for your love that's so strong, blessing us from the start
 we continually pray, maybe he'll deside to let you stay around
But the intense pain of tears and loss, are constantly falling all around
 just let it be known, we all desperately wanted you to become part of us
We all will love you for eternity, you are now forever one of us,
 although it was only for a very slight second, it was better than never
You are from this day on, embedded into our hearts forever...
   the impact you have left 'unborn young one'' my beloved grandchild....
                                  "Angel" 2012

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Blurred Vision

I wake up but I can't see 
Everything is blurry 
Life is not what it used to be 
Beyond the silence a little girl cries 
As all faith is taken 
Broken into piece's, never to be found 

He taste's her innocence along the softness of his tongue 
He smiles with delight 
As his desire is pleased 
This man is evil, his blackened soul hollow 
He shows no sympathy upon his victim 
Quiet he say's don't say a word 
This is our little secret 
Words of pure darkness, words of hurt, beyond such pain 
I listen and obey with vision of hope & faith among the blurred 

For I am only eight and feel I'm going insane 
Can't anybody tell how much I have changed 
His filth is all over me, can't you smell 
My hands are bleeding with pleasing 
Why me 
Is there really any hope as my faith fades 

This monster won't let me be 
Every night I am forced to touch and taste 
Such a weapon of disgrace 

My tears fall endlessly, I moan from sorrow 
Shaking and freighted to my core, I don't want to do this anymore 
But he is not leaving this house, nor am I 
I am, stuck here, because my mother loves him 
I want to tell her, scream at her 
I want her to see 
See I am no longer the little girl I used to be 

Is it me who's vision is blurred 
A question I'll never understand 
I am a victim now, forever he will have his way 
Will I ever grow up 
What will become of me, can I ever heal the damage 
Will I ever see clear again, I am afraid of all of thee 
Though I am empty to the absolute abyss of my soul 
I make a promise to myself, never to carry his load 
For all I see through this blurred vision 
A little girl all of eight holding onto the sight of hope & faith. 

© Copyright  kerry singleton  


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I hope

I'm 51 today.
51 tomorrow, yay
Was 51 yesterday.
52 is months away,
And yes I'm thankful.
Although it's not my real birthday,
It kinda is in a certain way.
I'm still alive another day.
I had the notion to celebrate.
And be thankful.
Though it's not a holiday. 
Thanksgiving has come and gone away,
I'm just alive today.
For that I'm thankful.
Honestly, I am not just trying to make these lines rhyme,
Or reflect upon the deep sublime.
I'm just grateful today to be alive.
I mean really thankful.
I'm not trying to wow you with philosophy,
Or impress you with theology.
It matters not at all to me.
I just feel thankful.
So tonight I take a walk outside,
I look up into the endless sky and then I breathe.
I breathe in deep,
And I say thank you.
And maybe not just to Who you think, 
Man let's throw in the kitchen sink,
And include all who've touched my life, to whom I'm thankful.
Some of you I'm glad you're gone,
Frankly you stayed a bit too long
And some you the grave stole far too soon,
And yet I'm still thankful.
Today the living and the dead
You've both been right up inside my head, 
And synergized this verbal thread.
For that I'm thankful.
I close my eyes and think of Tim, named David right there toward the end. 
I always smile when I think of him,
And now I listen
I heard a siren going by,
I wonder who and wonder why,
Was it a wreck, did someone die?
Yet still I listen.
Neighbors dogs are going wild.
Was that the laughter of a child.
Seems like I can hear for miles.
Still I listen.
I hear the hi-way roar of cars.
Tho I have never heard the stars
Is there really life on Mars?
Shhh brain please shut up and listen!
The soft night whispers in my ears.
Pressing through my random fears,
I stand amazed at what I hear.
And now I wonder.
I open up my eyes and see as I feel this winter breeze
The silhouette of leafless trees.
I stand in wonder
Then I wonder about the first man to ever be,
Or the first time he looked up to see
The Milky Way the galaxies.
Did he wonder?
I wonder what he did
How he loved how he lived.
If he ever lost a friend?
Man oh man I wonder.
Was he the first to dig a grave?
How it sounded if he prayed?
How he fought?
How he played?
If that man could see us all today,
What would he say I wonder?
In ways was he a lot like me?
Did he sometimes fear what he could not see?
Did he create unseen walls 
Of unbelief?
I stand and wonder.
Did he ever hurt the ones he loved?
Did life convince him not to trust?
I wonder.
My great grandfather lived
My DNA is shared with him.
I wonder how we are the same,
And I don't even know his name.
Still I wonder.
Will my great grand kids know my name?
Will it even matter who's to say?
Will they look up in wonder?
Will they listen?
Will they be thankful?
Not much I can leave to them
That would matter too much in the end.
I suppose the primal hope in man
Is the hope I hope lives on in them
I hope they wonder. About the universe.
I hope they listen. To life's unspoken verse.
I hope they're thankful. Even in midst of deepest hurts. 
I hope they're thankful.
I hope they listen.
I hope they wonder.
And no matter what life hands them,
I hope they hope.

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Final Adieu

Final Adieu

Let another sun set,
Let another flower wilt,
Let another autumn cast its gloom,
Let another tear role,
As ye part, and bid
The final adieu.

Suyash Saxena
St. Stephen’s college

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The Old Salt

The Old Salt was a special man who came along in a time
when he was needed most.

A time that is now gone forever.
When men believed and sacrificed, when hero’s walked the earth in mass.

When patriotism was not just a word
by what men lived and judged the worth of each, 
a man who lived a life most of us cannot comprehend. 

An era now gone as this warriors tour of duty ends at this station, 
and begins anew in the heavenly fleet. 

Sail on Sailor into your unaccompanied tour,
we salute you.

What greater honor, that when a man moves forward, 
he leaves behind in each of us the best of what he was. 

A defender, protector, supporter, victor, a warrior, 
the last of the breed from an era when ships were made of wood
and men were made of steel.

The Old Salt has reported for duty that takes him away from us for now. 

Those of us who remain behind,
remember, and will continue to remember, 
because he now resides forever in our hearts.

As I look up at night, I envision The Old Salt,
a beret draped just above the eye, 
as he draws upon his pipe, 
quietly he waits.
The guardian of heaven’s gate.

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Infinity and beyond

Deserve the world my child,my son
If I could give, with heart I'd run
Pray instead, I must for you
Placed many tools to get you through
Life ahead unknown my son

So much I wish, your dreams ignite
Strive for all, please shine that light
Become the man I know you'll be 
But please for you and not just me
Dig deep inside with every might

Strive for all thats due, you'll see
Deserving much from world, not me
Kindness, compassion, intelligence too
Owning these gifts, build confidence in you
By example, trust, live life for thee

Accept these words I give from me
My child, a man will come to be

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Return Of Your King

Reflections of imperfections have shown me a way that I can move mountains through my power of faith even though I can't see him I know he is real through the power of prayer and a Love that I feel It's growing inside me like a flower in bloom shall I reveal my powers or is it too soon I am reading the signs through my darkness I find a reason for belief in the light of mankind that I know shall overcome the greatest of odds the Love I seek amazes me especially through the flaws because now I am inspired through the hero's that bring my throne through the darkness on which I return on as your King.

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With This New Day

I have lived, 
And felt the cost, 
Paid my dues, 
But I have lost_ You. 

 Still I pray, 
As chaos looms, 
And as my blue turns into grey, 
I hear__ 
The angels sing- In tune. 

 Don't be giving in, 
Don't give up my son, 
Or fade away, 
Lift your chin with the sun__ And rise, 
With this new day!. 

 I have lived, 
And felt the cost of all my wonderin ways, 
I've paid my dues, 
I - Have lost you. 

 I can hear the angels sing, 
Your in a mistaken land__ Lessons learned in truth, 
As the grey seeks out the blue, 
She will__ Your daughter my son--- 
She will return--- To You.

For I have lived, 
Felt the cost of all my walkin days, 
I've paid my dues, 
I- Lost you....

I wont be giving in, 
Won't give up my girl, 
Or fade away, 
I'll lift my chin with the sun--- 
And RISE-- 
With this new day...

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My Best Friend

My best friend
Is your best friend too!
He died for me;
He died for you!

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Little Bundle of joy

12  12 12 
into the world came a little bundle of Joy
 when David and Cody had a perfect baby boy,
 little tiny fingers and tiny little toes
 and a cute little nose

 a day full of happiness that you will never forget
 and may this be your best Christmas yet.
lots of love to you all love mum xxxx

welcome to the world, baby Jayden a beautiful perfect Grandson,  
  how amazing is God,  I started sopnsonring a child lead by God and felt it right to sponsor a Girl, she was 5 years old on the 12 decemeber 2012
the miracle being my Grandson was born 12/12/12/   and 12  days before christmas, wow  first day of christmas,  and he will share the same  birthday as my sponsored child, now that is the Grace of God, Amen      wow  THATS SO RARE  

let the children come and do not hinder them  for the kingdom of ehaven belongs to these Amem

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My Story Telling Can You Trust Me

Gun fire all around, bombs going off in the distance
It was some of the angry mobs and resistance
Father was the king of SafeHaven a small kingdom
Like all other kingdoms it fell in random
Fire started in the castle
And along with it came a battle

It was a distance memory now because the child has now grew
Many things in this child that made memories stew
My name is Mastrey, a young orphan who was there that night
Mastrey saw her in the distance and her father and mother in his sight
Everyone was loud that night and made all the children hide
But that evening Mastrey saw her mother and father die

She ran into the bushes in such a fright
And evil doers were running around with flashlights
Mastrey remember it as he distracted them 
Her eyes was so confused with problems
Mastrey new that it was because of what just occurred
His feelings of what those people did was not awkward

The distraction worked, he went back to were she was
Hiding and very scared she was, he asked her, can you trust me just because?
Her answer that night depended on her lively hood
As Mastrey was their with his hand reaching out to her as he stood
Pulling her up from the ground he looked into her eyes that were SeaBlue
Mastrey had made a life long friend and love, She knew it was true

Next: My Story Telling,  Who is this Princess

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Why do We do What we do do do

Where, oh where, is God? 
When will the man child stop …asking why
stop searching [endlessly] for the other, the greater, the bigger
the more glorious presence.

This constant need to see other than oneself as the source.
Even with a brain [and we know Frank Baum has told us 
only STRAW men don’t have brains] we refuse to SEE, 
refuse like a baby forced to eat mashed peas.
We make our children…are we their God’s? Hell no!

We name this Creator… for man is nothing if not a naming being…
[The father says DA..the baby says DA! Daddy says cat, baby says CAT!]
It cannot exist for us without a naming, a judgment, a categorizing..
We cannot GROK it [as Heinlein Christ character, Valentine Michael Smith 
illustrates for us in Stranger in a Strange Land].
For something, someone, has to have made us, yes? no?
Oh yes, and they had to consciously decide to make 
something as marvelously special as us, didn’t they? it?
* Please referr back to verse 2 line 5.

Where oh where is God? When will the man child stop,
stop searching for the teat, stop the blame game,
accept the responsibility for fouling His own nest.

Why does God have to look like us? 
Does everything we create look like us? [The light bulb, the car? poo?]
Does that mean there is NO prime genitor if He/she/it doesn’t look like us?
Wait..wait..all of Creation manifests differently, eco systems need diversity to
maintain homeostasis! 
Yet we bawl…like babies..WHY are You killing me!
Why must I die? What mutant child have you given me 
this spawn of Satan! 

This prime genitor, this God, this be all, end all, know all, BEING,
this omnipotent source either is outside or us? or inside of us?
or we are inside of it? And if it knows us not …
If like the amoeba, it simply divides to exist, absorbs to exist, excretes to exist.
Why do we insist on worshiping it? Does it Know us?
Does it know all of its creations including man?
Is it an active participant in its own creations?
Refer to the book of life, the planet earth, the solar system,
the structure of an atom …
Use the brain you were given 
for YOU are not a Straw Man.

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Lifting Me Up

My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.

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Will We Know Him

Will We Know Him?

Will we know Him if He stood in front of us?
If He walked by us on the street?
Will we know Him?
If we have a chance to meet Him in our  lifetime?
In that split second that we meet Him?
Our eyes met for the first time?
Will we know Him?
Yes reading the moment we stood side by side?
Our smiles are very clear
Our heart jumps around
Yes we do know Him?
That look, and that feeling
When we know we've found our home
Yes we do know Him
Yes we know what to say to Him
As we walk away together
Yes we know Him as He knows us His children
We are finally together

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

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The Puzzle

I don't have all the pieces together;
This puzzle is just too much,
But God already has it figured out
As He is solving this from above.

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Be not forgotten faith that bids me stay
When darkened hours come bringing heavy rain
Flood waters ominous rising delays 
Foreboding storm cease or I'll go insane
In selfish pity I could lose my way
Controlled by circumstance not dreams I've prayed
Be not caught up in struggles of this day
And miss the joy and passion of plans laid
Rise my soul hear the whisper of His voice
He'll calm the storm and waters will recede
You'll cross dry land so let your heart rejoice
You had faith to stand and now to proceed 
So stay the course your treasured promise land 
Find your child your awesome little man

*This is a poem about seeking (hunting) and reclaiming a childlike faith to believe!

Sonnet Poem

Sponsor:Debbie Guzzi
Contest: Hunt for a Sonnet Gems & Seven Stones in the Crown 

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'Give me drink, rest, and solitude'

Give me drink, rest, and solitude--
these are all the things I long for.
Give me as well your finest food
and I'll ask of you, lass, no more!

My bonnie lass, what's the matter--
why are you all sorry and alone?
Don't be sad because you're fatter
than most, lass, for love loves its own.

Sweet lass, I'll tell you a secret.
If I were a young lad again,
I'd pursue you without regret!
But as I am three-score and ten

years old, indeed, I can never
be the youthful lad you most need.
But your pain won't be for ever:
for your heart will refuse to bleed.

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Physically and Mentally Abuse

I was born in a world of poverty and soiled life of a third world country
The way I lived till I was five years of age was walls of boundary
These walls had towers of guards that had no heart or care
If a child would try to climb the wall they lose their life I swear

Father had drank and threatened my mother with a knife
My father lost his job and wife and that was the hardship of life
He stopped my mother from taking off with me in her arm
Hoping that my father would ignore and left me be with no harm

When my father went off to drink one night and came home with rage
My brothers stood by my crib and took a beating that set up the next stage
My father had woken up to three scared children half starved and in pain
His final words as he walk away from the orphanage gate live life do not go insane

I was still a baby in the orphanage; the caretakers did not really care about the babies
They stole items and materials those wicked men and maternal evil ladies
They starved all the babies because it cost a lot to keep them alive
As a child of that age I could feel the sins and greed that gave out bad vibes

I was ignorant about what I drank and ate, as I see white maggots move in my bottle
As I see them move I thought about how they were playing and some were hostel
They ate each other to keep each other alive in a manner that took me by surprise
In the back round I hear others throwing things with sounds of painful cries

I got very strong at a young age I was able to start pulling myself up over the cage
My feelings were to see my brothers with strong lungs that I cried out of rage
My two brothers came to see me and sneak food into my crib
The caretaker would find the food in my hands as they grabbed it and hit me on my ribs

As painful as it was I kept eating the food with blood in my mouth as it was instinct
I sometimes laid in my crib dazed and confused with smell of death so distinct
With all my might I kept myself strong and climb the small wall
I finally was old enough to get out of the building and I could hear my brothers call

With tears of joy with short legs that ran as fast as my heart
I ran to my brothers arms and held their hands to have a new start
I grew stronger everyday but more things came into my life in a manner of dismay
If my brothers stay by my side I could smile and everyday their would be okay

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My Story Telling Who is this Princes

The night air made her feel tired
As she looked out side all the fences were wired
In the distance she hears crowds yelling
As she was to young to know they were rebelling
Father she asked where are we going?
Mother said to keep quiet and keep walking

Mother yelled in the night air
Father gave out a blank stare
They yelled run my princess run as far as you can
As that moment past her little feet pushed off and she ran
She ran to the nearest bushes and crawled into it to hide
She never smelled the air before as if someone just had died

As she lay on the ground under a bush she heard 
A loud yell in the distance almost to absurd
My name is Angelica, I am just a young girl who does not know 
Angelica just wants to live her life with help to grow
Angelica did not know what just happened she notice a figure in the distance
A little person just like her, a strong but gentle presence

Angelica saw the people who were shouting run off toward the voice
She was scared and she knew that she had to make a choice
Angelica fragile state was so confused and lost
She knew it will take burden on her at a cost
But in that moment of quietness a young but strong voice called out
Can you trust me just because? will you come with me with no doubt

My Story Telling  Together In A Strange World

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The River home

It was a home on the river we lived .
It was the ghost of a young man whom had taken his own life.

I still remember the vision of him walking by me with a blank stare 
We,  as a Family of  seven , moved into this river house 
Panoramic views right out to the river , I should mention

I was home alone as a child , looking out at "The Julia Belle Swan " as she went by .
Upstairs in that room as I saw a figure walking by , with very nice features , auburn hair 
I thought he was my older brother , a handsome young guy 

Then I realized the young man was not my brother , a  apparition he appeared .
He was not there to scare or frighten , 
the message I believe he wanted to shed light on, so clear.

He walked right by ,then disappeared through the window, out to the River .

The Ghost knew I could see him , a gift I have been given
when I was a younger child of five , I had once died for a short time. I was lifted by Jesus in Heaven . Death is not for us to decide .

Later in the years we moved from that home , every home we lived in had a story 
or a presence of its own . My Mother had told me later , a young man took his life there .

 Keep fighting your way through life and its despair , 
you are important to someone whom cares .  If you feel alone and want life to end , Please pick up the phone , call anyone ,  call for help , call a Friend .

"This is not fiction , it truly is a gift I have been given "

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We Counted You as Family

The tears burn my skin as they stream down my face
Dripping slowly to the floor
Crashing and shattering on impact
Just as the many pieces of my broken heart have done
You betrayed all of us
It did not matter that we loved you as our own, as family
Like a thief with no thought of the consequences
You stole something so precious 
You took away the innocence of my child 
Crushing it as if it were nothing more than dirt beneath your feet
You show no remorse for what you have done
Only sadness for the verdict that will send you away
An animal is what you are 
Stalking your prey and gaining their trust
Using their faith against them
Luring your victim into your clutches 
Then taking away the life that is within them
Even the title of child rapist is too kind for you
My beliefs are stained by the blackness of your soul
My heart is hardened by your selfishness 
The evil inside of you has demolished something within me
Yet it has not consumed me
You have no respect for the unity that we tried to share with you
We were merely a stomping ground for your greed and lust
Nothing you do can replace what you have taken from us
No pain that you suffer can compare to the agony you have caused us
You cared nothing for the laws of men or God
My faith is lost to many because of men like you
I can’t help but wonder how anyone could be so cruel

Copyright © 2010 Lena “Lolita” Townsend

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The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.

21 February 2013

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Betch Please, Really

I simply love being me for I am so good at everything step into my city and they will tell you who is King one day when I am hungry I will swallow everything then and only then shall I inherit the stuff I dream even then I promise not to settle for satisfaction at any instant half a second I could spring into full action so go against me? please, you do not even measure up to half of the goodness that I hold tight like my treasure still spreading rumors about me to try and destroy my life can't believe I let myself get beat by a stripper and my self-intended knife try and say I'm gay even though we both know that isn't the truth just ask any woman I been with if they ever needed proof they'll say I was the cream of the crop as they took it all night knowing I just may never stop I own the status of a legend now what you got left to say when I bring it twenty-four seven?

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Fallen Victim

I have fallen victim so many times
To nobody's fault except only mine.
I will ask for forgiveness and have faith,
Even though I feel like I am not saved.

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Enjoy This Place

Follow your dreams and follow your heart;
God has shown you the path to start.
Never give up and always have faith;
Do what you love and enjoy this place!

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In My Mirror

In this mirror, you can hear the child in a tall grass field and running wild The timothy grass hides this boy from view Your watching, and wondering, is that you Too few summers, with many lessons to learn from earth, deer, trout, eagle and fern As student's we gain and strengthen our voice for the path we follow in life, is our choice Take joy in this journey but, leave no track If Mother Earth cries, then you can't go back I see in this mirror, that the child has grown a man,now stands strong, to hunt on his own As he ventures through this forest of strife making choices that affect generations of life Pray that his choices weren't guided by greed Mother Earth cried, the "Great Spirit" takes heed 50 years of choices, in this generation's reign Tears come to my eyes, I feel Mother Earth's pain Man's greed and arrogance spoiled water, air, sky and land Mother Earth, I see is crying, poisoned by human hand With grand-children sick, from this contamination of earth I ask grand-father's guidance, that he return Mother's mirth Man has stopped listening, he's only guided by greed Are only deaf people listening, I keep planting the seed I need your strength and wisdom to guide me along without fear of what's coming, my relations are strong Now I see in the mirror, an elder in white This mirror fades to darkness, I pray for the light
for "The Rhyming Game" contest The mirror doesn't lie!

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A serpent underneath blue sky,
in shade of man, in twinkle of an eye,
above brick wall, in the structure, at the floor,
venom of white dove; contaminated food, undrinkable water,
misguided youth, pregnant daughter, unfaithful father and hateful son,
mothers do pray while we walk through Babylon;
on teli and in the press, on top shells,
price none the less, in bedroom and at your door..
dawn of a new day seemed to be dark,
after all.

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Advent Service

Advent Service 

Fresh-faced innocence
In light's pure radiance
Eyes aglowing
Wonder showing
In receipt of given light
Shines within the darkest night.

Christ has come into this world
Innocent child yet radiant light
Speechless I can only watch
Long to worship with a touch
Offer the child that lives in me
At this holy nativity

Anne Linington
2006 ©

Advent Sunday is my favourite day in the Church Calendar- with all the anticipation of the
fulfillment of prophecy, as Christ the light comes into the world.

This poem is a "snap-shot": a young chorister having received her lighted candle turned to
light the one behind her; as she turned her pretty face is bathed in light

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What People Were and What People Are

People were
Many things.
Strange or not

People were
Different and
Odd and fun.

People were
Monsters but…
That’s not all

People were
And still are
Strange and odd.

People are
People. For
life is life. 

Yet not.
Not is lies.
Truth seeps from

Every mouth
Lies, lies, lies
Move, move, move

But somehow
Lies prevail.
Lies are life.

Lies are death.
Lies are homes.
Lies are pain.

Lies are truth.
Yet somehow.
Truth prevails.

Truth is life.
Truth is death.
Truth is home.

Truth is pain.
Truth is lie.
Truth is that.

Lies will die.
Lies will cease.

Truth will live.
Truth will be.

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Dedication To All Those Who Feel Lost

When you are far from home,
Never give up on life,
Cause your family,
Will always be with you,
In you caring heart,
Even when the times,
Get difficult and tough,
And make you want to give up,
They are always there,
For you to turn too,
And show you a way,
To find the peace,
And happiness you need,
In your caring and loving life,
So that one day,
You will find the true love,
That you most certainly deserve,
For that loving heart,
Which is a true fact,
It is a very big heart that cares,
For more than just the person you are,
But those around you,
And the family you have in your life.

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What Right Has She Got to Be Happy

By John Weaver

‘What right has she got to be happy?’ said a friend to me one day,
With people at war and wanting and suffering in every way.

What right has she got to be happy with taxes as high as the sky,
And with the cost of living still rising, why is she so happy, why?

What right has she got to be happy when the weather’s so miserably bleak,
When the sun shines for a day and then goes away and it’s wet for the rest of the week?

What right has she got be happy when she can’t walk or talk or see,
Why is she smiling so brightly, it’s truly a mystery to me?

‘What right have you got to be moaning;’ came my eventual reply.
You should be glad to be fit and able and grateful, not to decry

What right have you got to be moaning, just look at her and you’ll see
That the only reason she’s happy is – she’s simply decided to be.


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Finding God

Within the shadows of a weakened mind
Like children huddled in the night,
I see a blanket under which to hide
To save me from my fearful plight.

Unlike the child whose savior is the dawn,
My fears survive the light of day
And grow within a devil child that's born
To feed upon a faith decayed.

As terror grows from Satan's dreadful seed,
And thorny roots entwine the heart,
A plaintive cry within a soul that pleads,
"Oh Lord, please save me from the dark."

For darkness without faith pervades the light,
And evil fear invades the soul,
Yet shrinks before my God's eternal might
And runs from blessings I extol.

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They Said

They said you may not make it,
They said it couldn’t be.
You may not leave the hospital,
May never come home with me.

A baby born this soon,
Is too small to make a sound.
So, don’t expect to hear him cry,
Like the healthy babies around.

You showed them from that moment
That you had other plans.
You came into the world crying,
Kicking, moving your hands.

Then, they said it would be tough,
And they couldn’t have been more right,
But you proved you were strong enough
And showed how you could fight.

They said your brain was damaged,
 You may never talk, or see.
But, now you babble for hours,
And quickly reach for me.

They said you may not walk,
Or ever learn to crawl,
And I can’t keep from smiling,
As you disprove them all.

They that said it was doubtful
You would walk away untouched.
But I stayed ever hopeful,
For the child I loved so much.

See, Mommy never doubted,
I knew right from the start.
My thoughts were often clouded,
But I listened with my heart.

I heard a constant voice
Saying, “It’s not up to them
Hold strong your faith, I have a plan,
And a special one for him.”

You are child of God,
A miracle from above.
Sent to prove His mercy,
And the power of His love.

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L O M L Always

The thought of her smiling gave me faith
From when we were little we bathe
My mother and her mother is best friends
They both took care of us and gifts they send
We pulled each others hair
And she was always quick to dare
When I smiled at her she knew it was no good
She learned to pull me up and she understood
I just wanted her attention and that she gave
She knew it in her heart love was my slave
From when we were a child with full of energy I had my way
She was the one who was my guide and she did not push me away
When I saw her cry one day and her eyes was so sad
I gave her a flower and I smiled at her and made her glad
When some one special leaves her heart
I sat by her and never wanted to depart
She is the love of my life always
She is the one who gave me my hope through out my days
So I gave her my heart and love from within
And I did not make it thin
I stood by her side since I was a child
I gave her my support when we were wild
She knew who I was and I let her go the distance
I did not hate her or give her resistance
My mother and her mother are great friends and their virtue will never end
Because of their love they both trusted us to live our ways to transcend
So my childhood friend was my best friend, and now my wife
She new it from the start that we part of each others life

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Beautiful Children

Singing around in love;
Smiles built from the ground.
Holding hands in the dance;
Laughing with brothers and sisters,
All in His Glorious Name.
Throughout His perfectly sculpted land:
Look around because this is it;
Look around because this is love;
Look around and know, understand, comprehend,
Rejoice because you are perfect;
You are God's beautiful children!

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Happiness may be where my friends are.
For with them many memories were made,
But those moments and times now feel so faraway.
The truth seeming to be they all have left me,
Loneliness is my only companion, I formerly believed.
The friends I have now are whom I have chosen,
For their differences from me I long to perceive.
Their individual natures I wish to cherish,
Because I will never let my own character perish.
Happiness found alongside my friends,
Only then do I have my broadest range of potent emotion.

Happiness can also be so easily lost.
For inner strength has pulled me through those years,
And inner turmoil often carried a younger me in tears.
Never again do my feelings want to feel betrayed.
I will always remember the human nature of my peers.
Temporarily was my happiness left in disarray.
I will continue to remember the significance of those years.
Those times ended, but still replaying in memory to this day. 
Never will my open-hearted conscience damage anyone.
My happiness can be wherever and whenever I please,
When absent, growth is what my inner child receives.
Happiness found inside all of depression,
Only then do I attain my own brand of integrity.

Happiness is within me, as well as symbolically in the stars.
For since my youth the universe and the Earth interested me,
And a longing for something more has shaped me.
A sense of destiny, trust in fate, faith in a higher being:
All things that bring life meaning for people, I find intriguing.
For with a broad-mind, one acknowledges everything.
Religion ties all karmically, science teaches all significantly,
All I see is the power of human and human soul evolution.
Everything has something in common, existence.
Happiness found within my own search for Truth,
Only then do I believe in me and humanity.

Happiness has always been sheltered.
For the love from my family is such a blessing,
And so they give me plenty of reason to live.
Home is where part of my heart resides, 
But my spirit has long longed to go across the seas.
Naivety can be a good thing, a peculiar courage.
Don’t worry my family, I’m more responsible than you think.
One day I will be living entirely on my own.
For those years are all my inner child envisioned.
Happiness found in enjoyment and entertainment,
Only then do I feel earthily enlightened.

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Marriage and Children

Megan carrying child in her arms toward the door,
The man standing in the living room is angry and torn.
Torn between forgiving or let his wife go out of his sight.
Somehow in his mind it wasn’t right.

Forgetting about the argument what made it come out so,
Stop! He said and gently having clamed down; Meg don’t go 
Looking up as Megan was almost to the door handle.
His realization made him tremble and he had to hold on to the 
Fireplace mantle.

Do you even know what we what argued about? Do we even know? 
Let’s learn from this argument and make our love grow.
Let’s just talk about this. 
Somehow, something doesn’t seem right, something is amiss.

The Lord didn’t put us together to break our love so; 
Continuing on; Meg we are forgetting we are blessed by 
God with this child don’t you know.
Acting like children, we mustn’t overlook the love the Lord has given us.
We are blessed by Him and are purified by the love for Jesus.

You love me and I love you, we both know that.
The Lord said be slow to anger, it’s His edicts no matter what.
We married in faith in front of God.
Out of love I’ll say, I’m sorry because I love God and want 
His spiritual nod.

We’ve always loved each other, nothing has changed.
Let’s think calmly and rationally before we do something that makes us ashamed.
We will talk this out and see it through.
Because we know our faith in Jesus and God is the right thing to do.

Our family will see it all through because of our love is strong.
With God as our guide the Holy Spirit will make us truly belong.
Marriage is a bond with two and the eternal God blesses all married couples.
Stay with our Father and all blessings will be doubled.

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Gift Of Mortality

An earthly existence
A universe beyond my minds, comprehension
I die
I rise
Life lessons reviewed
Homeward bound
I am not lost, after all!
I am a willing participant
Serving, the Father, of all creation
His son combined, ‘producing life’ as we know it
Representing them, in everything I do
I am nothing, without Love!
My heart full of faith, loyal service I give
Learning how to unconditionally serve, as the Father unconditionally, loves me
Worshipping our Divine Creator’s existence
Choosing to live, moment to moment
Being as one with ‘Our Universal Father’
No physical permanency
My physicality, disappearing
My mortality existence, I let go of
Death temporary
My spirit alive!
Relief, Peace
‘I am only passing through!’
A unique, experience of mortality 
A gift, I am blessed to experience, to live!

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Children Listen

This is a poem.
It's not abstract.
So if you just sit back and listen,
you'll understand
I'm going to say this poem twice,
so listen with your heart the first time
but listen with your heart again

Say good morning when someone says good morning to you
Speak when spoken to
Look a person in the eye and be confident even if you're not
and be willing to learn what you know not

Don't be so quick to speak out loud
and then cover your mouth in shame 
once you realize what just came out
It's too late - so think before you shout

Be accountable for your actions
Your character is defined by what you do when people aren't looking
because when they are
They see in your behavior all the doings of the heart
So be honest with yourself and do the right's not hard

Use life's resources
I know what it's like to be in dark places
going through trials - unhappy child
But learning and reading and growing is all relative to your future
So escape in a poem or good book
and don't let the enemy defeat you

Stay in touch with positive members of your family ties
Record yourself saying wonderful things about your life
Recite them daily...then write

Be the first to offer respect
Stay calm
give others a chance to talk
Be humble, but never nobody's fool
Don't allow others to mistreat you
Stand up for your rights and have a voice,
but do it with dignity and be tactful.

And girls...
Go ahead..wear your skinny jeans and your bangles
but accept other for their style, their view
see things from their angle

And fellas...
Pull those pants up..tuck those shirts in
and stop trying to be gangsta
If I can see your underwear thats unacceptable behavior 
and it's not okay
It's embarrasing to the struggle and it's a disgrace

It's time to move past the stereotypes of race
I know you got alot to face
but once you learn what your ancestors did to get you to this place,
It will seem like a walk in the park
and you'll be proud to have helped the case

Young people I tell you
if you follow these rules
You can change the world
and become a generation renewed

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I can laugh all night
Until sunrise
That might sound childish

I can act foolish
But I deserve 
To be treated right

I’m proud of myself
For preserving my 
My child innocence 

I can be naïve 
But I’d rather
Use my childlike brains

I have a grand gift
Of uplifting
The distraught spirits 

I can be mature
But who cares...I’m

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Skin Deep

Achilles' heel 
You’re another day older
The world’s much colder

It’s not your fault
They were taken 
Don’t blame yourself 
for God’s mistake

Her beauty reflects your own
Her life reflects your future
Chasing rabbits will get you there faster
Loss of faith will bring you there faster

The ball drops
It’s clever to see
What happens to us
And here we are

Take the evil out of this
You’re stronger
She’s stronger and always,

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Sand Castles By The Sea

Walking along the oceans sand, in the crisp evening air
He happened upon a sand castle built by a child’s, tiny hand
It's delicate, virginal beauty, a short time it would last
Much too soon the waves of the sea would wash it to a distant past. 

      Those little footprints, ingrained on some land
      Where a sweet, small child had carefully planned
      A beautiful, fragile castle in sand 

He was painting a picture in his mind of those little hands and feet.
The nocturne of a symphony with children directing the beat.
The rolling motions of the sea kept a rhythmic roar with the waves
They rolled to the shore in syncopated lyrics making wet, sandy graves.        

          His hope he carried in his heart
          As he walked quietly along the sea
          He wanted to make everything right
          But he was doubting his ability

A silent cantata of a discordant roar of time,
Was singing a haunting melody in voice A-cappella
Chanting audible chords of memories in his mind
His thoughts went back to the little child, building a dream carved in sand
A a child who was thoughtfully shaping their future on land. 

            As he sat on the shore in pensive thought,
            His own child came to his mind. 
            A sweet little girl, not a care in her world
            Singing her innocent, happy rhymes

He’d come home from work, needing time to unwind
Too busy and tired to give his child enough time
She learned to walk and talk all while he was gone
While her mommy taught her all those cute, little songs  

           "Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffett
             Eating her curds and whey
             The little spider that sat down beside her
             Until she shooed him away" 

His wife, the apple of his eye, a woman who stood by his side
He wrote her name inside his heart, always wanted her as his bride.
They fell in love, prayed for a sweet, little child to share all their love.
The Lord in Heaven heard their prayers and sent them a little girl from above. 

             His memories led him back to home
             Knowing he made those vows without end
             Finally knowing what he must do..
             He’d take his wife and child by their hands
             To make their lovely, delicate castles in sand


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Someone Elses Life

I feel like I'm living someone elses life, a life in strife. I've been strong, but when will I belong. I feel so alone, but I'm doing ok on my own. I can't describe the pain, but I keep in mind every storm runs outa rain. I use to think our love was unbeatable, but really its unforgettable. Everyday I walk down memory lane, trying to ignore the pain. He crosses my mind everyday, when will all this go away. There's gotta be something more, my heart is becoming sore. My momma doesn't have to worry, because I'm not sorry. I know he made the mistake, and he's the reason I have this heartache. What we had, was bad. I shouldn't have let it go that far, your just another scar.

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Drifting Mainly

You belong to me mate 	 ( Intro )
And that be that!
Get on board
And grab your hat!

The ship was aghast at its new passenger	( Verse )
Like disdain for the lives that they now left behind,
Newcomers were scarce 
And they never would last
But I held up my chin nice and high.

The bloke who took me screamed	( Pre-chorus )
“Mop up the deck we’ve got things to do!” 
But I said sir, 
I’m just a boy and don’t know what’s to do.

And he said		( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Taking the seas for more than eight moons
We found islands and loot
That was bigger than most.
The taste of sea air 
With its wind in my hair
Took me away to this new life I lead.

After mopping the deck 
He grabbed my hand and screamed
 “Steer this ship boy!”
But I said sir,
I’m just a lad and don’t know where to go.

So the crew yelled	( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shore
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Surprising to me 
Was my unshaven face
The captain looked on 
And smiled with grace,
We stopped at a place 
Where the women were loose and didn’t mind
If we took a peak.

He said “Now you’re a man so let’s get on that boat,
We got places to be and some people to rope,
So grab that sword and drop that mop
Cause you’re no longer a boy in my eyes.”

I practiced the duel with the men in the crew
The captain took eye to my devilish pride,
And he took me aside and said 
 “Even in death I’m gonna miss you boy 
But don’t let it strike you 
Or kill your spirits
Cause even time can beat out the Grim.”

Then in the darkness came fire and screams,
Our vessel had stopped after fourteen years,
The crew fought hard and beat most of the men
But now, my Captain was dead.

We took the new ship watching ours sink deep
Saying goodbye to our drowning escape,
The crew turned towards me and asked
“What do we do?” and I smiled,
And they did to.

And we yelled    ( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Takin what’s mine
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

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More Than Meets the Eye

Don't blame the bearer of bad news -
A gun doesn't kill by itself or a knife,
Nor a violent video game or hostile views;
An evil act is but wrought by a mind's strife.

When you nurture a seedling or stunt its growth,
You can foretell it'll be a vine or an oak tree,
So is with the mind of a child as he grows forth -
Will he be hateful or inherit his life stress-free.

There are spiritual laws that govern with
the same certainty as the physical laws;
Faith, trust in God, and love are not ancient myth
But values that shape the character sans flaws.

Like putty, wax, dough or a lump of clay,
Mold the child right lest another soul he slay!

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An Expectation

Children, innocents a true blessing to the family
When born after labor Dad’s pacing a new life of beauty.
Whether a daughter or son healthy is the key’
Knowing the baby instinctively is connected to mom really pretty.

Not all can have children some just don’t have the vital parts blood must match.
If you have negative blood and your partner has positive then baby doesn’t catch.
However there is a way, that way is called adoption.
They are still needed babies who need a home they are also innocent and adopting one of them is a celebration.

Our Lord the only true God who made “us” in His image has a loving way about children.
Possibly after adoption you have a blessed child the key to God’s coming Kingdom.
Read your Bible “only babes enter the Kingdom.”
When blessed having an adopted child we will cherish them; it’s all of God’s doing the power of the Holy Spirit a God given wisdom.

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Be Wise Warrior

I ask myself ‘Where am I?’ 
My soul answers not, but gives a sigh
Looking at me, confused and lost
Was my old self I loved the most
Looking at me, with tears in eyes 
Says my mind as high it flies 
Down it gazed at the burning self 
At the rays striking its every shelf
” Your heart so pure as that of a child 
Has been hit with pessimism 
As youth passed by and made you hide
Your innocence and optimism
You have a lot, they may not 
Have this simple, loving self 
Within you it dwells don’t take it out 
Let it fight and gain triumph
Where have you gone I want you back 
Don’t leave me here, and walk this track
Where have you gone, my warrior?
Hold your sword and fight the black 
Forces of time shoved your past 
Deep down the dreadful sea 
Will you let them take the rest 
Of the person you used to be?
They may have won the battle 
But you have won the war 
When faith craves to meddle
Failure will knock their door
They may seem powerful
And thus reach your city 
But never will they handle
The wisdom of your country
When needed,
Have mercy, offer a bite
Goodness is not weakness
But don’t go far
Keep your might
That’s the person
You truly are
Know one thing and don’t forget
A day will pass and you will starve
So have faith and don’t expect
Of them a tiny little bite
They’ll turn their backs and just ignore
You’ll get hurt more and more
As u hear their words so sore
That you betray your inner core
Perceiving goodness as weakness
Just as they made you believe
Have faith and consume nonsense
Hold your sword and just leave
Keep them wondering
Keep them envying
Let them remember
Their own hunger
How the child deep down their minds
Looked at his toy breaking down
Right in front of his bare eyes
He wept and begged for his crown
Make them remember
When they needed a hand
They saw you there
You made them stand
Though to you, they were unfair
Come back later
Let them taste bitterness
Let them weep and cower
And heal them with forgiveness
One coming from ultimate power
That’s how it deceives us
The unfairness of life
By sending forces of misery, of loss
To give in and throw our knives

So Be wise warrior and hold your sword
Be wise warrior and fight the world”

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Thank You For Your Son

It came as a surprise when she found
she was with child, carrying with in her
was the boy child who would save us all.

Wonder what she thought back then when
she found out that she was going to give
birth to the boy child who would be the
Savior of the world and then be taken
away on a wooden cross on a hill side?

Never once did she complain but embraced
the life growing inside her all the time knowing
that the day would come when she would be
taught all about her son who came to us on Christmas.

Was he a good baby I wonder some times?
Did he ever have his days and nights mixed up?
Was he ever fussy and cranky as normal kids?
When he was older did he play marbles, or at
least games with the other kids his age, did he
know he was different the night he came to us?

When he grew to teen age hood I am sure he had
a sense of understanding of what his purpose was,
and why he had been given to this woman and man.

Was he ever discouraged, having second thoughts on
things, laying awake worrying where would the next
days food come from? Of course I am sure there
were many days he lost faith, felt let down by his
Father above asking the questions Why?

Thank you Mary and Joseph for sharing your beloved
baby boy with us because with out him we would be 
nothing. Thank you God for loving us enough to give
us your only son. I am sure it was painful to watch him
DIE on that cross but I am so glad he did.

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Collaborating In the Clouds

There is a place I am walking up a ladder
I see clouds everywhere
I see up the ladder a figure standing 
Guidiing me to the light
I am at the top and the lights are so bright
Never hurting my eyes
The Lord watches and guides me with holding out His hand
I ask the Lord what did I do to deserve so
Much of your love and to be in this wonderful place
The Lord replied with great kindness and said child
you gave me the best gift a person could give
Your undying love, prayers and good things you did for others
You see child He said to me the kind deeds you did for 
my poor, defenseless children on earth you gave them
food, water and shelter where you could and you in fact
were helping me.
But most of all Child you gave me your heart and soul and tried the
best you could for all those in need. Prayers were done not for recognition but for my glory
Now rest here child with me for all eternity

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Scars of an Inner Child

You are not the man, you want to be
You said you were my Father, till, I discovered different
Enduring, daily beatings
Bashing the living day lights, out of a woman and a child
Repetitive, bad ass attitude, nasty streak
Mean and aggressive!
Fists, knives and guns, your weapons of chose
Out of control, abusive, devious
Relentless, over – bearing!
Breaking me, piece by piece
Confusing a child, with unhealthy love
Hand fed your bullshit, brain washed
Using me as your human, punching bag
This innocent child’s blood, staining your callas hands
My child’s curiosity, asking you one day
“Why do you hurt me and Mum?”
Your retort: “I am not your blood!”
I didn't understand, back then
Now, as an adult, I clearly understand!
Believe me, when I say
There was never a day that went past
That you didn't remind me of that!
My freedom, restrained
My sanity, tested
Caged, like a wild bird in captivity
Behind bars, looking out
 Here, I am today, free from your grip
Nursing, this inner child’s, bleeding love

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* Destinies Child ~

Remembering when I was but a small child ~

These recurring nightmares that I would often have

The boogeyman, always trying to get to myself....

He would be in the back yard during the darkened night

Standing at the window his shadow wanting in 

I would be alone, frightened and unable to scream

Many times he would come amid, the dead of my sleep!?

And he always did seem, so very real unto me

Five, maybe six; sensitive to the other realm this, spirit world....

Sometimes during those years of my innocent youth ~

I would see ghost appear; visions, entities suddenly?!

Apperceptions of specters or phantoms; apparitions

Deja vu was often at the drop of a hat for me....

Many small tales could be told in regards unto those years

One in particular to what I believe was that of a daemon

In retrospect, given certain current events, another piece of glass perhaps!?

Whether I was like other children of those years, I never knew

Although I have heard that the undefiled, cluttered and or tainted

Mind of a child can be very perceptive; again, unto the other realms....


....“Destinies Child” ~

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Breath let Go

The earth shudders and the dust of a thousand years
lifts into the sky like a blanket thrown up in exultation
and beneath this blanket plates grind together
in sudden need
A craving to bring dried and edged flesh
with the moisture of the oceans above
together once more
and cry out in the joy of ecstasy to release their pressure
	And be at once reconciled

And the world let’s out its breath,
gives up what is most sacred to it
in reverence of this Moment:

And I dare say this moment is mine,
to the child that toiled the fields
hoe in hand and the patterns in the soil
the patterns in the soul through which water poured
and escaped in pores like water through a parched man’s fingers
and patterns fled this farm 
Leaving a parched man lamenting the presence of fingers
in times of thirst,

And to the child toiling
           in the fields 
the pattern is in the pitch of his shoulders
and the pounding of the sun
the pattern that should never seep
through unseen holes

but it seeps
down his back and across his fingers
upon his hoe it dribbles down and finds the escape
of patterns long lost
and the sweat of his toil
slips through the gaps in his soil
and the heaving of his shoulders
is lost with the patterns,	

So this old farmer he does not tread his fields,
sheltered behind wood and warmth of fire
he huddles in his world of four walls
and dares not the fields outside
Where await the failures
of his toil,
and when the earth shuddered
in joy of this moment
Knowing in its wisdom all that was to be known
the earth shudders and the dust of not so many years
It lifts into the sky like a blanket thrown up in exultation

And beneath it all

Sees the farmer

The pattern of his toil

And lo and behold
It was not wasted
But a hands width beneath
The soil that caked his world
And by his own hand
Hidden as it were
The patterns of his toil
And the story that is told
In the exultation of a breath
Let go.

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Seasoned Child

A seasoned child with a voice to hear,
A voice that echoes through hearts and mind,
Her innocence shattered, but not through fear,
The perpetrators will pay their fine.
Her courage carries her through life,
And no one now will dare forget,
The echoes that will always strive 
To change the fortunes of regret.
They cry too soon, “She’s gone away…”
Beneath the tears, you hear her breathe,
They pray to God and hope they may
Never see the country seethe.
The country’s hopes are carried on
The shoulders of this seasoned child,
With a voice that thunders at dawn,
This land of hers has been beguiled.

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Grinding Start

I turned the key,
pressed the gas pedal.
The motor belched
the starter grated.

“No. Not today!
I can’t be late.
I’m teaching the class.
I have to be there!”

Our three-year-old
piped up from the back seat,

“Try it again, Mom.”

The motor coughed, caught,
settled to a steady purr.
My little two-cylinder Fiat,
slow, but steady as she goes,
took me everywhere.

Again, from the back seat,

“I knew it would start, Mom.
I prayed.”

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Two hearts beat, now beating faster; beating until they're one 
Two souls breathe, now breathing deeper; breathing until they're done 
Two lovers see forever, and forever is where they run 
One child comes home tomorrow for life has just begun 

Even when the rainbow's glowing, the skies can seem so gray 
Even when the wind's not blowing, the tides can turn your way 
And when the water's raging, beneath skies that seem so blue 
It's just your body aging, and it has nothing to do with you 

So now when our God comes calling, I'll hold your hand and stroke your hair 
Yes, as snowflakes start falling, I will look for you everywhere 
And Mother, as you start flying, remember as you rise above 
Marlene, you are not dying, but finding everlasting love 

One child goes home tomorrow to embrace the Father and the Son 
One child who knows no sorrow, for life has just begun

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My Mask

It hurts all the time
This pain in me never stops
I want to cry for you
I want to scream for you
I want to beg for you
I want you to be here
This cant be fair
This cant be real

But I smile and I laugh
I get up every morning to go to work
Throw on a happy face and make some jokes
I come home and enjoy my day
I have fun
And I continue on
But I’m so hurt
I’m so lost

Seeing you in there killed me
I could never get the phone call out my head
The screams from my mom
The walk up there to see if it was true
But most of all I wont forget you
In the casket
Touching your hand
You were so cold
You didn’t belong there
Seeing you go into the ground
Seeing them fall apart
Feeling my heart break into pieces
When all I could do is scream
I will never forget that day

And every time I smile I want to cry
Every time I laugh I want to cry
Every time I think I want to cry
Every breath I take takes a little bit out of me
Because I want to cry

I want this to not be real
I want to had spend more time with you
I want to hug you
Laugh with you 
Tell you I love you
That I was always there
That I am still always here

I am so broken
But I continue on with life

Because God took you and not me
He wanted me here for a reason
So ill continue on for
I will laugh
And smile
And pretend
Anything to make it to the end
To see you

I miss you just isn’t enough
It doesn’t mean enough

What heals a broken heart?
Time they say

But time wont bring you back
So my heart stays broken
As I pretend to smile

I miss you
I miss you
I miss you

As I’m falling apart

My mask then goes on

RIP Bebo... 17 was to young

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Sandy Hook

Today, it just doesn't seem fair
That we are still able to breathe.
They have given us their air-
Our duty to lead the life they leave.

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That's Where The Lord Lives

I walk outside to see all that I can see.
Over there is our house, our home,
In the distance, you can see.
And that place of hallowed happiness
Forever has been our home
And forever will be so evermore.
That house is small but raised us tall,
From the perfect parents who loved us so
To the perfect sister for which every man would want.
The house built us all up strong.
More than a mere building,
It is a place to love and be loved,
A place that hands you hope that you give right back, 
And a place of everlasting faith.
This home is where my parents taught me about God
And opened me up to Jesus.
They opened the eyes of the blind for all to see,
And the blind included me.
They taught me to be the best I can be;
The best things in life are free.
They have taught us so well,
And they all have saved my soul.
Even if I am not there now,
I carry Him with me.
I carry them with me.
I carry Their values and Their teachings with me.
In this house, this home,
We reside.
We cannot forget this.
This is where my Mother lives.
This is where my Father lives.
This is where my Sister lives.
This is where We live,
In this loving, caring, beautiful home
They made just for us.
We cannot forget this either.
This is where it all began. 
This is where the hunger and thirst was created;
This is where we are fulfilled.
We cannot, we must not forget this:
This is where God lives.
This is where Jesus lives.
This is where The Lord lives;
The Father and The Almighty.
This is where We live;
This is where We reside.
We must not forget this.
We must not forget this:
What a beautiful and perfect life this is.

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Early Christmas morning I glanced outside,
and no snow was falling, and suddenly a vision of a luminous light
with a trembling child appeared in sight...
and could this have been the Infant of prophecy and might?

And He softly said with the sweetest and kindest voice,
"I bring you no snow but endless love...the warmest flame
that makes every forsaken and unhappy heart rejoice;
it's a gift so gladly given to all the believers of this blessed age." 

Struck by that splendid appearance, unafraid,
I ran to thank him for those wonderful words,;
and not having seen any gift under the decorated spruce,
I seemed puzzled, but not fearful or nearly surprised.

There it stood, my gift from that generous child with golden, curly hair: 
a purple spring crocus never seen before, an Alpine flower
which grows in early April in every emerald meadow...
I leaned forward with much gentleness and plucked it from the cold snow.

When I stood up, he was gone and not a trace of him could be found,
and who was that cherub without leave that flower in the bitter cold? 
Wasn't He the Christ Child who was born in a Bethlehem's abandoned stable?
And wasn't hope the meaning of the purple spring crocus so beautiful?  

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oh highness; let your power be my warrior.

Oh God, 
Everything is fading,
I am dying,
My soul is crying 
Endless tears,
endless tears keep on falling
darkness all around me,
sadness surrounding me,
For a minute
I think I'm happy;
A smiling soul
But a dead child instead
That needs to be resurrected again
By the touch of love 
By the touch of your care my highness…
Im still a child inside,
Im a child 
that cant find its way out,
Am alone 
All alone 
Feeling my heartbeats
race like wind,
feeling my fingers
shiver from fear, 
listening to my soul
crying out of pain…
I need your power my highness
I need your power
to be my warrior
in easing my pain 
in resurrecting me again…   

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A Prayer For Healing

Do not let me be the demon I have created me to be.
I am the product of myself and my negativity.
I trust You.
I love You.
I thank You.
In Your name,
We pray,

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a sponsored child

I went to the Big church night in
 saw rend colective  experiment and saw matt redman too,
and was great to worship at vineyard  with you,
I endeded us sponsoring a child,
so hope this helps her to smile
and make her life  a bit more worth while,
she can got to school, and have food and clothing too,
and its  the most amazing thing  that we can do,
i pray my sponsord child will go far and god will help her along the way
I pray god will bless my sponsored child  each and every day. Amen

Joba  lives in Bangladesh and goes to sunday school and church regularly,  Praise  god,  she will be ok now  through compassion and  my  sponsorship.

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The Man in the Moon

A reflection of moonlit innocence. Once, happy days were like sand slipping through my fingers. I could not keep hold. I was only a girl. In the darkness of night, the man in the moon smiled down on me. Never alone or cold was I in the light. Though the world cannot protect a child from pain, the moon still smiles providing respite in the night. The child within thanks the moon for his warm smile. A reflection of stolen innocence, a face veiled in fear given peace by the moon's glow, a security blanket in the twinkle of stars. I prayed for peace in a place of broken souls and God showed His face in a shining moon. I pray for a thousand years of love in moonlight. I still shed tears for the girl but no longer fear. The man in the moon still smiles, a constant in an unpredictable world. By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, April 9, 2012 Fifth place in April Poem contest (PD)

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sing me a lullaby

Sing me a soft lullaby
to hush away my fears
Pull your arms around me
Wipe away my salty tears
Sing to me of muddy shoes
And someone asking for a dime
Tell me who rips your heart out
And handles it with care
Sing to me of angels and a whisper of a prayer
sing to me a lullaby
That ill sing my unborn child
Hold me tight and brush my hair
Away to see my smile
Sing me into slumber
Where happiness exists 
Sing me a soft lullaby
And ill finally get some rest 

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A Sisters Love By PjWilliams jim and Jack Oslager

                                 A SISTER'S LOVE




Written & Dedicated to Joy M Williams
Etched in Paper & Everlasting Marked PJW
Collaboration by Paul J Williams, jim Oslager, Jack Oslager
All Words Lyrics & Music  
320 S  3rd Street
Oxford  Pa 19363
215 901 3073 cell

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Another Miracle

Life surrounds us with miracles each and every day
Blinded are the people who don’t see the wonder display

A child who’s born with ten fingers and ten tiny perfect toes
A child who’s free from illness and healthy as he continually grows

A single mother struggling to ensure the ability to survive
Facing endless obstacles; her child’s health promotes her drive

A troubled lost soul in dire need, of a kind helping loving hand
His suicidal thoughts evaporate; a now vanished forever disband 

An atheist whose religion is filled with hatred and disbelief
As he takes his very last breath, the Lord’s love fills his voided grief

An elderly couple who’s family is misplaced and sadly out of touch
A homeless needy puppy who’s love has given them simply so much 

An abused neglected child dwelling inside a house of dead
Blessed is the hero who saves this child of dread

A once successful entrepreneur who’s lost everything he once had
Homeless in need of shelter, a “nobody” lends him a helping hand

Miracles are all around us, if we only take the time to truly see
That the next one in need of a miracle could surely be you or me

© Stacy Lynn Stiles

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Young Heart

From my youth,
I knew no goodness 
Teach me His truth
So that I will meet success

I hope I'm making little progress

From my youth,
I knew very little at first
Teach me Your truth 
Or I'll remain in thirst

I thirst for His spirit - to renew my faithfulness

I have a nourished heart
But, evilness broke it apart
I had an energetic soul  
But agony took its toll 

And now I pray
To Him who mends us all
To save my young heart
From the fear of losing control...

Do I still have an innocent, 
Young heart? 

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The Smile of a Child

It is something most of us take for granted
But a lack makes children's lives disenchanted
Though it cannot be completely prevented
Proper surgery can make a life less lamented
Unclasp those hands held so tightly in prayer
Help a child live a life that is not so full of despair
And give them a beautiful gift that is bereft of strife
Because the smile of a child is the greatest gift of life.

(in honor of the great work of - stop praying and start doing!)

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Outside Looking In

From my view, outside looking in
He sees a mother who without the help of a man cares for her daughter in the still darkness of night
She wakes her daughter with smiles, games, and all the love she desires
He sees the love and gentleness that she expresses toward her daughter even in the shadows of tribulation this world has put on her.
She selflessly lives without her previous desires 
He sees her work all day and through the night doing what God intended for two.  Cooking, cleaning, teaching, inside, outside, up and down
She is relentless seeking the best for the reason,   her daughter
She thinks that no one knows, cares, or understands. She thinks God placed the entire world on her shoulders
Because she is strong enough,     but she’s wrong
He sees a child who never wants to leave her mother’s side, she is safe there, she knows her mother’s desires, her view isn’t obscured, unlike her mother’s view
Her mother has been mistreated by man, who was supposed to be the image of God
He sees a child who needs her mother; she needs her mother to trust God, not man. She needs her mother to completely understand the unfailing LOVE of Christ
He sees a daughter who will be, by no mistake, exactly like her mother 
He stops 
He sees a man in the mirror that He would never be
He really wants to bare the burdens of three
He has been in the shadows of tribulation, he’s been that child in the stillness of that same night, he never thought anyone knew, cared or understood at all
He sees that man in the mirror was wrong
He has read about a love that never fails or dims. He now feels that love from within. He finally stop believing the lies he was told.
He hopes I get the chance to teach what I have been told.

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Little Girl

Little girl
With her visions and prayers...
Suffering in silence from endless nightmares. 
A broken family
So much responsibility... 
Hurting deep inside so other's can't see.
Giant, gentle eyes
Penetrate the soul
The little girl sees more than anyone knows.
Empathic virtues
Create bountiful waves
Breaking these chains the pitiful enslaves
Wide open heart
Locked up and jailed pride
She's able to let go of her anger inside.
Unable to stay
Trapped in time
She knew to go forward, she had to stop 'rewind'
Frozen for a moment
The ice melts away
The sun warms her heart in a motherly way.
Infinite excuses
Become lessons learned
Gratitude is given, and so it is earned
Innocent little girl,
All hope invested in Heaven
Learned the secret of her life before she was 7
Her lesson was hard
Fighting darkness with a match
Finding the spark that ignites with nothing to scratch
But through all the bad
She searched for the good
And finally she found it upon where she stood
So listen to me close
And take this seriously
I know for a fact this is fact...because that little girl... was me.

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My Dear Son

Dear son, I feel your pain, I feel your hurt
your so-called father treats you like dirt.
He’s abused you and caused you so much pain
it breaks my heart, I feel insane
knowing it’s my fault he’s your dad.
I wish I’d left him long ago, maybe if I had,
I could’ve saved you pain and heartache.
I should’ve been stronger for your sake.
Please forgive me for failing to protect you.
Forgive me son, for taking his abuse too.
I should’ve stood up to that hate-filled man,
if only I knew then that I can…
I CAN make it on my own, I CAN
protect my kids from that evil man.

You were my first born and brought me so much joy.
You had the cutest smile as a little boy.
I’m so sorry your dad turned your smile to a frown,
he stole your joy, beat you and put you down.
I’ve tried to make up for all the abuse,
but at times I feel like it’s just no use.
That man has damaged you beyond repair.
Seeing you so hurt, I cry to the Lord in despair,
“Lord, please help my son, take away the pain,
let him see that he has so much to gain
if he just gives his broken heart to You.
You will heal it and make it brand new.”

Son, you will have brighter days
I’m here for you and love you always.
God is with us to get us through
the hard times and heartache too.
All I ask is for your forgiveness
and you will see your life God will bless.
He will give you peace of mind,
joy in your heart you will find.

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Angel Baby

     Babies are born everyday, some stay, and the others god takes away without 
a warning leaving us in shambles and dismay.  We ask as parents why does god 
give and then take away?  

God, our hearts are broken, our bodies are beaten, our mind is in shock and 
confusion.  We ask our father in heaven, why is it that we have to pay for 
someone else penilty, for someone else retribution, for this is not a fair 

My child of your children, for this is not a conviction.  Let your healing began for 
this was not because of your sin.  Your child joins me in heaven, the place of the 
forgiven. The place where wings are given.

For I am your child, for I know I was loved, the lord has chosen me from up 
above.  Don't cry mommy, don't cry daddy one day with out a maybe you will be 
able to hold your angel baby.


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I remember when I held your hand
And told you about God,
You listened so attentively
And never thought it odd

I remember when I kissed your head
And watched you go to sleep,
We prayed that if you didn’t wake
The Lord your soul would keep

And as you grew I saw your faith
Grow right along with you,
And you included Jesus
In everything you’d do

I became your hero
With me you knew no shame,
Because I followed Jesus
And taught you to do the same

Every time I talked to you
You learned a little more,
You grew and took the things you learned
As you walked out the door

You had your tribulations
And your fair share of strife,
But Jesus had His hand on you
And guided you through life

As it goes, we lived our lives
And struggled through our days,
You chose to follow Jesus
I went the other way

You got big and I got small
As we went through the years,
I got weak and you got strong
You helped me with my fears

I remember you came to the park
And took long walks with me,
You told me Jesus loved me
And He would set me free
I remember when you held my hand
And watched me fall asleep,
And prayed that God would show me
My weary soul He’d keep

Now you’ve become my hero
With you I know no shame,
Because you followed Jesus
And taught me to do the same

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No Judgment

Listen oh child to the gold of my years.
I have learned though that you shall not falter.
No wisdom shall flow without shedding tears.
My prudence I share with little offer.
These new days have many other new fears.
Truth, my child I’m not much of a talker.
I do have one line of advice for you.
Don’t battle yourself or beat your soul blue.

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Little Wings

Taken away too early it seems
Little hands, little feet, now you have little wings
Smiles bright that lit this place
Are now above with a Saving Grace
For the little angels our hearts will weep 
But by heavens safelty he will keep
There they'll play with gold sand castles and swings
Gay and happy, in their own little wings

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#1. Armaggedon is not a geographical
location. The battle goes on within us
between the will or ego and the spirit. 
Divinity lives within this battlefield in 
our heart and souls. 

#2. Armaggedon is not a remote event in history 
but an occasion for the Self to connect more fully 
to the nature of Divinity which  resides both within
and beyond the self in three different ways.

#3. Armaggedon. The Self is the creation of God. 
The serial disasters that humanity accumulates
in our lives are not from an All Powerful God 
handing out retribution or revenge or indifference. 
Divinity promotes that love is primary. 

#4. Armaggedon is an opportunity to realize the
personality of God within our own lives.
Justice, wisdom, love, knowledge, thoughts,
feelings and behavior, except for evil, are aspects 
of the personality of God. It is our responsibility 
to merge with Divinity more fully to strengthen
those aspects of divinity within ourselves.

#5. Armaggedon is not a place outside of us, 
it is a symbol of our faith. Being a child of God
means you already have the inherent qualities 
of God within you, we all do, no matter what 
religion. Like a mother who gives birth to a child, 
the child has aspects of the mother’s personality
within her. Thus, as God has given birth to us all, 
we have attributes of Divinity within that we 
need to grow and strengthen. 

#6. Armaggedon. The fever is already raging.
in a war that surpasses all wars and that is
alive within us on a daily basis. This war
holds the souls weight of my loyalty
toward or away from love, the primary aspect
of God.

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True Love Given Reflections of Love

Moments to Reflect
True Love

As I look up into the night sky, oh what a beautiful sight the stars shining are so bright. I think about my Lord and my heart swells and fills with so much joy that the Father of all has created such wonders in the heavens above. So much beauty, so much love.
This cause me to reflect upon my existence on this earth, why was I given birth, what is my purpose on this earth? These questions laid profoundly on my mind and brought tear to my eyes.

I got down on my knees and ask my Lord please explain it to me. From my heart came pouring out all of my thoughts along with all of my doubts.
To my lord I did say, what is it that you want from me, for I do the things that I do not want to do, and the things that I want to do, I cannot seem to do, why am I such a fool I feel like am doom?

What is wrong seems so right and doing what is right is so hard for me to do, am hurting so deep within all I want is this pain to end.
My life is filled with so many ups and down I cannot keep my feet on solid ground. I feel like am on a roller coaster and it headed hell bounded. I pray that this is not my fate it‘s Heaven’s gate that I seek and I pray that it not too late.

Then as the tears began to fall and my heart started to break; all of a sudden I felt this warm embraces. I have never in life expected such love, such comfort, or joy, and then suddenly all my pain was gone and I heard the angels singing a wonderful song. In my mind eye I could see my Lord and savior sitting on His throne looking at me.

He smile and said to me; life is worth living and this is why it was given, trials and tribulation are just part of the deal and I know that this is a bitter pill.
It in your nature to sin my child but this you can end if you walk in the light and let me come in. My yoke is easy and I make your burdens light so just ask me to forgive you of your sins for with me in your comer this fight you will win. 

Then you will be heaven bound and sin will never be able to hold you down. The guide if you decide to be at my side is written in my living words. Read them and heed them and satan will frown and you will no longer be hell bound.
Then the Lord said to me, I tell you this my little lamb,  I Am who I Am and I came into this world a long time ago, my Father sent me to earth to show His child the way. 
I became a living sacrifice and paid a debt that was not mine; so that you might find a way back home and be by my side. Rejoice; rejoice all is not lost, for I have paid the cost.

If you think that the star in the heavens are a wonderful sight; you now see what I see when I created thee. My love has no boundaries, it all for the asking if you put your faith in me. 

Trust in me with all of your heart and in this you will find the ultimate peace of mind. 
Bless you my little lamb your time was well spent praying to upon your knees. The seed has been planted and I will harvest the crops and separate the wheat from the weeds and cast them they into the lake of fire where them will suffer for all eternity. 
Having faith in me is well founded, Heaven or hell which will it be? Loving Me will set you free and guarantee you life for all eternity. This is true love that comes only from ME
the Reflections of LovePoetry

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 The water is rising, levels getting high.
Hold to the bible and don't say good bye.
 Act like a soldier, Stand hold your ground.
Pray for your family,Pray for your land.
 I cant believe whats happening, It just cant be.
Pray for My family & please pray for Me.
 Lord Jesus I'm sorry,Please don't forsake me.
I'm here child dont fear.
 Just come hold me tightly.
Your love is so stong, I won't take this lightly.
 Your faith is so strong I just won't ignore.
Come to me child and Walk apon the Shore.

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my little orphan

I can't promise you food, I can't make you happy. I wish I could stop your tears but I
can't do that either.
But your my starving orphan, My little child so I'll protect you if I can for just a
little while. the kisses won't stop, the hugs our everlasting. I'll search for a brighter
tomorrow so you can see it to.
I can't promise you the world or the violence will stop tomorrow but I promise you'll have
love always coming your way. I'll be by your side and keep your dreams alive cause your my
little orphan child and mama will stay by your side.
There's things you will see that a child shouldn't see. You'll have memories I can't take
away so we'll go through them together and create new ones one at a time. Then the
nightmares they won't haunt you and no one will hurt you just don't be afraid to do it
alone. Cause your my little orphan child and baby your loved.

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The Feeling Of Forgiveness

Oh, the feeling that comes with forgiveness,
   The warm cleansing washing
      with the Blood of the Lamb.
The arms of the Father enfold you completely
   and you know that you know
      you're a child of "I AM".

I am a child of the almighty Father,
   I feel secure in the 
      love of the Son.
He made a promise He'd never leave me.
   There is life everlasting
      in the Eternal One.

He is the Blessed Hope that I cling to
   He is the water 
      to drink and not thirst.
He is the Bread of Life I partake of.
   And in all things
      My Lord Jesus comes first.

Glory, Glory, Glory to Jesus.
   Praises to Him who
      loved me so much.
Give Him all Glory,praise Him forever,
   for His Grace, for His love
      and for His healing touch.

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mera vishvas

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S is for the sexual abuse I endured 
U is for the unknown answer of why 
R is the reality of it, but longing for the readiness to go on 
V is for the very innocence that was stolen long ago 
I is for the innocent child I was 
V is for the vulnerable child I was, but am not now 
I is for the "I", I have become 
N is for not letting go of hope and courage to heal 
G is for God and the greater things he has in store for me.

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I was raised      in a prison of darkness
along walls of cement      have I groped
the hearts here      deep scarred and callous
no dreams of a child       had I hoped
Starved             for affection and famished
though surrounded by people           alone
sixty four rooms       I could roam in
but that place               was never a home
Just one more workhouse            to live in
my duties                   to serve and to clean
no pay                 for the labor was given
I was here to work         and be not seen
I could go days            with seeing no parents
went to school        and to work            and to bed
my breakfast                 was in my room coffee
the feral cat           entertained in the shed
This building                   has so many toilets
even the master                   one I must clean
I drop like a stone             in my bed at night
I sleep so deeply      to dead to dream
Though I live now this place            with my father
it's no different             than with strangers I slept
they too              used me like a work horse
their houses the places               I kept
Somewhere was lost to me             childhood
not a human            soul I could trust
I do not know love              it is fiction
as into this life        I was thrust
There were times       I wished mother successful
where in the peace            of death I would sleep
the pain of knowing                       I'm unwanted
was to much        for this child to keep
I suppose it's                this very reason
I recognize             the true face of Love
the nigh hundred people               I lived with
qualify not of that place         to be of
I've been exposed to violence              on children
and all their secrets           I can confide
recognize the damage                it does you
and those who these secrets           do hide
It is easy to remain lost here
where no true tracks            be seen on your road
where life             has not direction or guidance
and one is broken           by the weight of its load
But there are so many rooms           in this prison
and each every one          has its own trap
the master of death                 who has forged them
place these obstacles     in every path
So while your searching           for life and its answers
the only one worthy            to steadfastly teach
should exist       every day in your dealings
and your connections             from greatest to least
I'll not care about          the labor I give you
as long as love            my load is light
we will share         in living together
in our unity       we can delight
I learned               to take care of your body
but it takes two            for the care of the soul
I could live alone here             without you
but it's the sharing         that makes us whole...

COPYRIGHT © 2012 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC

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The Angel's Mission

One warm and sunny afternoon,
GOD sent his young angel on a mission.
He said he must go down to planet earth,
And bring home his youngest son.
But, the angel replied, "LORD, I am not ready,
What if I make a mistake?
I don't think I can do this LORD,
What if I loose faith?".
The LORD replied, "I know you are ready,
I can see it in your heart.
You have enough faith one angel can handle,
And my mission you must start".
But the angel replied, "LORD, do you really think 
That I will make it down there?
There are soo many of your people,
Who will I know to bring up here?".
The LORD replied, "Do not worry little angel,
I will give you signs along the way. 
And when you reach the land,
You will know which one to take".
But the angel replied, "But what if I get lost LORD,
And I don't know which way to go?
Oh LORD, I am so afraid,
Do I really have to go?".
The Lord replied, "you will not get lost little angel,
Just follow what's in your heart. 
Do not be scared my little one,
For I will be with you in your heart".
But the angel replied, "what if my wings get broken,
And I can no longer fly?
How will I carry your new arrival,
Back with me through the sky?".
The LORD replied, "if this should happen to you,
Just call upon me and I will mend them.
Do not loose faith little angel,
You have all the strength within".
The angel replied,"what if I DO make it,
And your child does not want to come?
What if he fights and refuses?
THAN will my mission be done?".
The LORD replied, "NO, my little angel, 
My child is ready to come home. 
You see, we've already spoken,
He's asked me to bring him home.
He has told me he can no longer bare the pain,
And all his family is hurting.
He wants to be in peace now,
So you must GO NOW, AND HURRY!
I have already prepared his place,
And I have already blessed his soul. 
All you have to do little one,
Is go down, and bring him home".
The little angel looked up to GOD-
And with a smile upon his face, 
He replied, "I am ready now for your mission LORD,
It's now time for the next soul to take".


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Christmas by the Sea


I've spent Christmas in the mountains
And in the city with flowing fountains
But the best Christmas by far for me
Was when I spent Christmas by the sea

I looked at the water of azure blue
And felt serenity through and through
The whisper of the waves upon the shore
Sent thoughts of joy to every pore

I remembered the times of Christmas past
The memories that will always last
When we would rise on Christmas morn
And read of the day when  Christ was born

The child who in a manger lay
The Christ Child born to show the way
To salvation free for you and me
These things I ponder here by the sea

I raise my hands to God above
I thank Him for his boundless love
A love so great, He sent His Son
We'll live with Him when life is done

So if you have an opportunity
To spend a Christmas by the sea
Listen to the sound of the ceaseless waves
And think of the Christ Child who came to save

Gaze at the beauty of the ocean blue
And feel the love He had for you
If you do, perhaps you'll see
Why I love Christmas by the sea

	Curtis Moorman
	1 September 2011

	Inspired by my 8 year old grandson

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Its effects run in you
Always through you
And when you’re not careful,
It can go all the way down
If you clench it hard enough
It almost squeezes back
Ripping at your everything.

In the moment it wrenches you
And you play dead for a while
Until you’re back to reality
And it releases your smile.
It’s not as bad as you thought
You’re not as bad as you thought.
Squeeze yourself,
Releasing all that needs to be said and done
Tempt yourself
For you’re not the only one.

Inside it feels like heaven
And you’re tempted to look inside
If you do, you’ll have to rip at it
Is the cost worth the price for knowledge?
It’s opened…
You see everything
But like a child, the gift of sight is blinding
You’re scared of this new beauty
You can’t understand 
There’s an adjustment with time
And you feel alive.
If you accept it’s will
The rest will come full circle,
Don’t lose your battle
For the worst thing that comes 
Is happiness, beyond good judgment…

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An Innocent Child

A young homeless child
Looking for a home but finds none.
On my first day at school the mother's not around
To comfort me when I'm down-right scared
An innocent child of seventeen
I find myself locked up in a placement
An innocent child now afraid of time
Will I forget my goals and dreams?
I go to Maryhurst
And meet people who care
I learn about peer pressure and much more
Now comes the time
To break through.....
The Fear

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Who do you run to- Run to Me

Who do you run to when you are alone 
Who do you run to when you feel that you are hopeless
Who do you run to when you are tired of running
Who do you run to when you are trying to escape 
Who do you run to when every corner you turn is a dead end street
Who do you run to when you feel like giving up
Who do you run to when you dont know the answers to the questions
Who do you run to when you need love
Who do you run to when you feel like the weight of the world is on your shoulders
Who do you run to because I am tired of running

Run to me my child when you are alone
Run to me my child when you are feeling hopeless
I will hold you when your feet are tired from running
I will provide the way out when you are in need of rescue
I will be your GPS  (GOD's POINTING SYSTEM) when you are misguided
Run to me my child because the Struggle Is Over
I will provide your answers for you
I have an unconditional love for you that can not be penetrated
I will not put more on you than you can bare
Run no more my child because for now I will carry you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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True Love

Moments to Reflect
True Love

As I look up into the night sky, oh what a beautiful sight the stars shining are so bright. I think about my Lord and my heart swells and fills with so much joy that the Father of all has created such wonders in the heavens above. So much beauty, so much love.
This cause me to reflect upon my existence on this earth, why was I given birth, what is my purpose on this earth? These questions laid profoundly on my mind and brought tear to my eyes.

I got down on my knees and ask my Lord please explain it to me. From my heart came pouring out all of my thoughts along with all of my doubts.
To my lord I did say, what is it that you want from me, for I do the things that I do not want to do, and the things that I want to do, I cannot seem to do, why am I such a fool I feel like am doom?

What is wrong seems so right and doing what is right is so hard for me to do, am hurting so deep within all I want is this pain to end.
My life is filled with so many ups and down I cannot keep my feet on solid ground. I feel like am on a roller coaster and it headed hell bounded. I pray that this is not my fate it‘s Heaven’s gate that I seek and I pray that it not too late.

Then as the tears began to fall and my heart started to break; all of a sudden I felt this warm embraces. I have never in life expected such love, such comfort, or joy, and then suddenly all my pain was gone and I heard the angels singing a wonderful song. In my mind eye I could see my Lord and savior sitting on His throne looking at me.

He smile and said to me; life is worth living and this is why it was given, trials and tribulation are just part of the deal and I know that this is a bitter pill.
It in your nature to sin my child but this you can end if you walk in the light and let me come in. My yoke is easy and I make your burdens light so just ask me to forgive you of your sins for with me in your comer this fight you will win. 

Then you will be heaven bound and sin will never be able to hold you down. The guide if you decide to be at my side is written in my living words. Read them and heed them and satan will frown and you will no longer be hell bound.
Then the Lord said to me, I tell you this my little lamb,  I Am who I Am and I came into this world a long time ago, my Father sent me to earth to show His child the way. 
I became a living sacrifice and paid a debt that was not mine; so that you might find a way back home and be by my side. Rejoice; rejoice all is not lost, for I have paid the cost.

If you think that the star in the heavens are a wonderful sight; you now see what I see when I created thee. My love has no boundaries, it all for the asking if you put your faith in me. 

Trust in me with all of your heart and in this you will find the ultimate peace of mind. 
Bless you my little lamb your time was well spent praying to upon your knees. The seed has been planted and I will harvest the crops and separate the wheat from the weeds and cast them they into the lake of fire where them will suffer for all eternity. 
Having faith in me is well founded, Heaven or hell which will it be? Loving Me will set you free and guarantee you life for all eternity. This is true love that comes only from ME

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Living Her Life

She sees the pains,
Which her native folk have gained.
She changed from a little girl
To someone who has always had the potential
To change her own little personal inner world.
As a child she never went through
What some other children of her people
Had went through themselves.

She used to never knew how the roots
Of all her people’s issues
Were and are so controversial.
Blessed was she, as a very young child,
For not knowing fully all the reasons why.

Blessed that she is and will always be
Full of feeling, and always quietly wondering “Why?”, 
Now she is filled with new knowledge and a developing sense of wisdom 
Within her own individual mind.
She is now what she had always
Envisioned and imagined before, since her elementary days.
She is (“I am...”) not entirely that same little girl anymore.
She is now one of the many of that particular kind.

Within her imagination is a longed 
Wanting of finally revealing 
The truths she has discovered and
How her people must change for the better.
Throughout her whole life, which she’s lived through so far,
She maintains a heart filled with feelings, 
A mind filled with knowledge
And a slight emotional immaturity as representation
That her inner child self is still alive on the inside.

Her inner and past child self (who was different from all the rest,
But was also similar to them when at their best).
Never truly knew how far she’d come in life.
(As of right now and forever into the future)
How she has grown and maintained herself
Is how she had made that (her) inner voice in her head and 
Had also long ago already acknowledged her true self.

She still stands in her own believing faith and faith in herself
And her lack of prejudice is what makes her naive thinking
Make her own days in her life far brighter than what others say
As they discourage her from doing 
Or trying to pursue something grand and part of a divine plan.
Even after times and tribulations involving doubting tremble.

Blessed she is for being so whole in her own presumed thoughts,
Blessed she is for logical thinking based on emotion and feelings.
Blessed she will always be, for Christ himself said to a woman
(who was suffering from something for more than 12 years), 
“Your faith is what made you whole.”
Now she thinks...
“Grateful and blessed I am, to the point of tears of joy and sorrow of how I used to doubt.
I now forever know what my life will be like beyond tomorrow.”

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Child of Woe

Oh child of woe indeed - darker than the night,

What will it take for you to finally see the light?

The sacrifice was made - nailed to a rugged tree,

Thorns that pierced His brow, as He bled for you and me.

When tears have dimmed the eyes and your heart is rent in two,

You’ve wandered from the path and doubt what you should do,

The Redeemer’s name is JESUS, SON OF GOD above,

He feels your every sorrow and covers them in love!

Gray days will come to be when Satan steals your dreams,

And people you have trusted were not as they did seem,

Remember, there is JESUS, the one and faithful friend,

He will stand beside you always - until the very end!

So believe within your heart and ask the Savior in,

Trusting he will forgive you of each and every sin!

The child of woe will die, a child of grace will find life,

For there is no other way- but the SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST!

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Resurrecting - Sac-ower-eous Child

The realms of resurrection buried,
Excavating bloody beliefs of slavery,
Decimating riots in a blink,
Rejuvenating imagery primed energy.

Shrillness of voice overpowering the silence,
Tears bursting eyes insane,
Holiness captured and tortured,
Bodies are in colossal   pain.

Daemons dancing in chaos of secularity,
Dungeons blasted by uncanny clout,
A shrine struggling to rise above the regime,
Insisting to conquer sacredness stout.

Freeness exhilarating inside obscurity,
Comatose creatures are honing existence
Yet a miniature annoying death,
Courageously battling with paranormal stance.

Enacting with mischievous precedent,
Shielding the human race from “The ultimate”,
Slaughtering designed platform for resurrection,
It’s time to dance the dance of Devastation to elevate

The architect of this lighteous hope is a “Child”,
A child who preserves the invasion of Godly surmise,
The Power of thousand stars unite to exterminate,
Rest in Peace “Darkness” in scintillating demise.

Spiky mind crafted Absolute revolution,
Where noises will be concealed inside silence,
A sun will rise from west signalling Victory,
Lords Dance of Destruction will certify the resurgence

This child will craft a world of peace,
Mists and shams destroyed in remuneration of brighter sky,
Darkness will deliver the light,
Entire universe will be enlightened with “Child’s Deify”

That Sacred – Powerful – Courageous child destine,
To end pain, darkness, daemons and rise as divine.

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Universal Children

A child I am, a child of love
Seeking my universal home
Seeking the creator of my being
Building my faith and courage 
Love, my foundation
My spirit, navigating me 
To where I originate from

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The Full Circle

It was a new experience this thing called fatherhood,
But he would do his best, the very best he possibly could.
Starting out on an adventure of a lifetime,
Not knowing that one day he would look back on these memories to be so sublime.

Taking on life with a full head of steam,
And not wanting to wake up in fear this might all be just a dream.
They started out with nothing more than love and the clothes on their backs,
And the burning desire that would keep them together also kept them on track.

After their first child was born it seemed to breathe even more life into their love,
Although struggling they knew they were being guided by an unseen hand from above.
And they always gave thanks to the one that guided their path and lighted their way,
And the young couple were never ashamed to bow their heads and pray.

With each day that passed you could see the strength this young couple would show,
And you could feel the love and see it visibly grow.
She never went anywhere without asking him to come along,
It wasn’t that she was weak it was that their love was truly that strong.

Then one day it was as if by magic their child was fully grown,
And ready to start her own life and venture into the unknown.
But they knew they had done their job as best they could,
And now it was their little girls time to step up to the role of motherhood.

And life goes on!

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I fervently prayed to the fairest angel,
who resembled Venus dressed in white:
she wore a long gown and rang a silver bell
and chanted sweet words into the quite night.

She stood by the glittering door with a sign, " Welcome to Heaven." 
" O poor are terribly late, we have no room for more!" 
the tall angel whispered with concern...
" Have you been good, never told a lie again?"

" Is your conscience as pure as a lily,
but lies are as dark as stormy clouds...
lies that made you look and feel ugly!"
She remarked as I heard giggling sounds.

" No, gorgeous boy you must return to Earth,
and learn to be obedient and share chores...
it's not right that your sisters wash  and wax floors,
run errands and have no time to play and chat. 

" Dear, angel I have been so sick and lay in bed,
I watched them do all those chores, but my greed makes me sad
and I promise to be a better child if my wish is granted. "
" You'd rather be here than being with them? the fair angel asked.

I nodded with an intense desire to stay as I felt a drop of rain,   
and as I reached for her gentle hand and I said, " Take me in. "
" Bring this child to me! " The mighty voice shouted as it echoed
through the golden chambers as angels gathered around.

That shining door that was kept closed, suddenly opened
as brightness blinded my sight...I had seen the invisible God!
My body turned into spirit and I needed not pray to the fairest angel...
to be behold that wonderful place that I had read about in the Bible.

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Nurture This Child Heavenly Father

A nurturing cradle of light
a new born's first love, first insight
a lesson instilled to always fight for what is right
thy loving hand of god take this child out beyond the heights

A mystery unknown, as new eyes search profound
each word, each whisper, a curious sound
a tiny spirit intrigued, so free and unbound
a sense, a need, a purpose is found

Oh' cradle of light
protect this child through the realm of each night
provide wisdom, knowledge and loving insight 
hollow hands of thee, a precious spirit invite

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My Friend, Faith

Everyone needs someone to keep them going strong,

Everyone needs hope to keep them pushing on,

A simple promise that everything will fall into place,

My lifelong friend rightfully named Fatih,

Shes always by my side even though she cant be seen,

There through the highs, lows and all in between,

The only way to avoid her is by not believing,

Putting all your heart in Faith is the path to acheiving.   

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The Greatest Christmas Present

The greatest Christmas present came down from far away,
Was laid there in a manger upon a bed of hay.
Not wrapped with fancy ribbons, in paper or in bows,
But with some strips of linen that they call swaddling clothes.
There weren’t a lot of people to see it on that night,
And it wasn’t that unusual, but such a simple sight.
You see, it was a baby, born there in Bethlehem,
With nowhere else to lay it—the blessed Son of Men.
The parents were not wealthy, just plain in every way,
But oh, the child that lay there upon that bed of hay!
This child had come from heaven through special virgin birth,
Had come to save His people here in this sinful earth.
Some shepherds heard the message from angels in the sky
Who sang in a great chorus of this child from on high.
If you could just imagine the home this child had lived
Before He left His Father, this present now to give,
You’d wonder why He did it, why such a sacrifice,
To come to save lost sinners, on Calvary give His life,
Would you say as I now do it:  “This is a present great,
I think I will now open this present and not wait”?
For look beyond that manger; a tree there now you’ll see,
Not decorated fancy, but placed on Calvary,
Its branches hold His arms there, its frame is soaked with red;
The blood flowed from His body as there He hung and bled.
Yes, the greatest Christmas present was God’s eternal love
Wrapped in this precious body that came down from above.
He took the wrath and anguish that we deserve today,
The hell we should have gone to to suffer there for aye.
And all because He loved us!  My, what a present there!
The GREATEST Christmas present with you I gladly share.
Will you come now receiving this gift so great and free
That God sent down that morning from heaven for you and me?
Will you trust His forgiveness from all your sin and shame?
Oh, open now this present!  And call upon His name!

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It's Christmas Time

It's Christmas time again
Santa's reindeer ride again
Time for folks to shine again
In colors of red and green.

It's Christmas time again
Little kids with hopeful smiles
Sit on Santa's lap awhile
And wish for toys only dreamed of
In their midnight slumber.

I have to stop and think sometimes
If we had Christmas all the time
Would we always be this happy
Or would it start to fade.

Would the lights still shine as bright
Would Santa still seem so right
Would we even take the time to
Contemplate a virgin birth.

So let's keep Christmas in December
So we'll always remember
The birth of our Savior
So gentle, mild and tender.

Josette Davis Key           2013

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my visit with mary

you appeared to me in the middle of the woods i was like a child in the
wilderness as with david I began
kneeling yellow flowers had begun
blooming abruptly before me 
they seemed to be surrounded us
wooden stumps gathered like thee apostles i shivered while the
scent of pink roses were abundant
and presently 
clear with a distant aroma  as I tremmored the bright light, seemed to be covering your image you reached out your hands to me as the trees also began kneeling and weeping profoundly your voice whispered do not be afraid for he is with you the ground beneath my feet began opening descending into the earth as thunder raced across  sunlight as night scurried under day the mountains and hills began to crumble into thee ocean and the awaiting 
seas as the rivers were drawn closely together forming one stream joining throughout the world connecting only in Jordan as large stones were turned into soft gravel leading a path to only Jesus as the lord cried out there should be goodness in truth I covered my eyes
the lord replied behold women remove your hands from your face for you are women you are child no more
sighing mother no more crying
woman and needing help because no one noticed when Jesus welpt

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A Balance of Power

When a child was a child
A man was young and strong
As A child was growing well
A man was getting old
And losing living strength

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Welcome Back Child

The tears of her heart began to fall
In pearl like droplets of pure rain;
Words cut like sabers caused such pain,
Eyes shot daggers, backed against the wall,
It seems you hate without cause.
Patiently, she takes it all in stride,
As a mother, stands e’er ready 
Welcomes you back from the dark-side…

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come home my child

Come home my child
for my Love for you I can not hide
Come home my child 
for to you my arms are open wide
I am sorry if somehow we have not been able to stay in touch
but you can be assured that I Love you very very much
Come home my child
you are the apple of my eye
you mean everything to me
and that's the way it will always be
Come home my child
I'll welcome you no matter what you say or do
come home my child 
my Love will always be here for you 
I understand if you need to take a little more time
for in my heart you'll always be mine.

How much parents dote on their children and Love them so much, We are all Gods' children 
and he Loves' us more than anything, he waits for us to return home just like any Loving 
parent does, he waits with his arms open wide, his door will never be closed when you knock 
he will answer, to all Gods' Lost children everywhere he truly Loves you and he will always 
care, Just call on him and he will be there.  God bless you all from Diane.

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Babies and Kids Struggles

Everyone in the world thinks babies and kids have no struggles we are wrong.
We forget the hardest times of our lives is when we were infant our hearts beat a song.
When we were hungry we would cry, little hands could not grab anything that lye.
We had help to hold our bottles and we felt so helpless in our everyday struggles.
Our eyes did not open till the time that we were able we saw everything huge in size.
It made our heart throb fast and nothing made sense for all the words were gurgles.
The little ears we had we did stress with sound so loud and so unknown made us cry.
The fathers and mothers with kind word almost calmed us while they whispered.
They held us with fear, we had fear just knowing that we could not handle stress alone.
We grabbed things and we just wanted to hear the heart beat of our mom and dad.
That was the only thing in our minds that made us calm and glad.
The first touch of rough skin and strong hands were most comforting, yet scary at once.
Trust gradually grew when whipped our mess and hind ends, which were still scary.
To the large people out there the mind of a child is so simple but they still struggle.
They still need food, love and security that is all they need to grow.
To their lives is what they cling and no one is there to protect them from sorrow.
There are less fortunate kids that never get to hear their mothers and fathers hearts.
They soon empathize with everything around them with an emotion that struggles.
When sleeping on our own we cannot defend ourselves so we have fears.
That's why we cry nightly to sigh relief, we get exhausted and we run out of tears.
Remember the times you seen a child fall down their first step or bump into things.
It is scary when knowledge is lacking and get into things, which are a signs of struggles.
Children is future, it is nice to just watch them study, play and learn who they are.
Babies and Kids smiling, playing loud, and just sitting, they are still people they struggle. 

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My First Love

My First love you are the reason I am alive. You are the reason I keep climbing 
the treacherous mountain of life. You have tenderly placed my bruised and torn 
heart in the palm of your hands.  You have been with me from the beginning. 
When all hope is lost when all my dreams are shattered.  There you always are 
waiting patiently and sensitively dancing your way into my heart.
When my heart feels like it’s been abandoned and my tears are swimming 
fiercely to reach the seashore of new hopes and dreams.
I suddenly am awaken like a new born child and for the first time I can see that 
you have always been there waiting for me and loving me unconditionally       

My innocence as a child was stolen but you gave it back to me by blessing me 
with a young heart and a very youthful appearance. So that by your grace I can 
bask in the beauty of youth without fear and scars.  

I have been betrayed by those close to my heart but you stepped in and blessed 
me with courage and strength and unveiled the beauty of my heart.

You have blessed me with the finest pearls, my children that shape my heart

You have shined your light in the fabrics of my heart and manifested compassion 
and covered in your blood, gently stepping in the fountains of the waters of life a 
rainbow of empathy made a home in my heart. 

You are my first love, you are the reason I am alive and my children the pearls 
that shape my heart.  I love you.


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A Brief Testimony

I testify
He's real
This is my testimony
Unexplained gifts
Only done by he
I need a place to stay
My credit is standing in the way
A miracle done by he
A two bedroom for my child and me
A check in the mail
Only done by he
Now I may eat and now I may feed
My child is disabled
Disabled physically but gracefully it's not mentally
I need a car to get from point A to point B and by the grace of God that car was given and bought by me
So now you see and hear my testimony
I testify God is real
From the problems I've overcome to the people he put in my life
Yes it's a struggle but guess what it's apart of life
I testify it is he who gets me through everything

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A man is judged not by his fall, but how he rises up. 
Examples come not from the heights, but from adversity's cup.

The strength we gain while fallen down is what our child perceives. 
The transparent heart acquired from pain reveals what we believe.

A common man will fold his hand. His honor, in pity, dies. 
But men of strength will rise again, through faith in God on High.

Burdens found, in fires walked through, to God is very clear;
Trust Him to stand in midst of trials for strength to persevere.

Tho eyes will see and ears will hear, our failures worn on sleeves, 
The test is how we demonstrate that which we believe.

The test of faith cannot be won while we are walking tall; 
But only as our life is crushed and on our face and small.

Wisdom's truth will not be found, nor can it be discerned, 
Except with trials and failures lived, unveiling what we learn.

Beware the tests that follow trials, from which you stand or run. 
How you rise above the fire... is who your child becomes.

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Fairy Glen

The moss green walls rise high above,
As a poet sits down to dream,
In this place, I was born to love.

Cascading Conwy waters flow,
As a poet sits down to dream,
And old memories come and go.

When first I crossed the Beaver Bridge,
As a child who lived in dreams,
And clambered on the wooded ridge.

I fell in love with this place then,
As a child who lived in dreams,
Still, today it’s my Fairy Glen.

Form: Enclosed Triplets

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Remove Your Blinders

No heartbeat will pass through these teeth
Nothing's child will digest, rest dead inside me
A plead or two, violent rages ignored
What did her smiling eyes mean to you?
I know you saw her grinning

Let me tell you, child bearing a heavy heart:
Karma is alive and kicking 
Every heartbeat has purpose

Sick to my stomach I discover much truth
Humans ripping flesh from bones-- I have a bone to pick with you
To what extent of this insanity does it prosper our youth?
May I remind you of meals to spare, the freedom to choose?

I wonder everyday, "Were you even hungry?"
Friend, eating is for survival, to thrive, keep these eyes blinking
Not to slit something's throat
Believe me

No longer will I blind myself from sick,real cruelty
Look at his face
Have you seen him cry?
Are your eyes still smiling?
Three days to live and he can not wait to die

Stop this vicious cycle
Let nature shine through
They were here before me and before you
Wouldn't you liked to be saved by grace?
Thankful for words on a believed page?
Rescued from a life threatening disease of ignorance I hate?
One more rescue breath at the scene 
Open your eyes wide 
We are that change

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His Story

In a nutshell, here’s the story
Of this Guy and she who bore He
On the surface this description
Reads a lot like science fiction
When a young girl gets a visit
From a being – human isn’t
He tells her that she’s now with child
Though she’s never “Girls Gone Wild”
No, this girl with virgin bod
Hears she’ll have the son of God
And then this being finds this gent
Tells the story – gets his consent
They marry and go on this trip
The child is born, the heavens rip
The beings sing out “Peace on Earth”
And all rejoice then at this birth
The child grows up a normal kid
Doing things that all kids did
But when the kid becomes a man
He carries our his Father’s plan
He heals the sick; makes blind men see
The lame to walk; cures leprosy
Says his power’s from above
Tells them of his Father’s love
Asks them all to love their brothers
And worship God and have no others
Tells them of eternal days
If only they will change their ways
But he upsets the powers that be
They beat him; nail him to a tree
He dies; they put him in the ground
But three days later He is found
Back alive just like he said
Although he died – no longer dead
He said that this fulfilled the plan
That His Father had for man
He asked his friends to carry on
Then rose to heaven and was gone
He said he would return one day
To take us all to God His way
And all his friends then told his story
Of God’s love and His son’s glory

I fear that this, my poor depiction
Came across like science fiction
When in fact the story’s true
The Son of God came here for you
He lived; he died there on the cross
So that all life was not a loss
So sins could then all be forgiven
For all the dead or not yet livin’
He dies to unlock heaven’s gate
For all who love and give up hate
He lived and dies so we could see
The promise of eternity
And how through Him we can achieve
If we love – if we believe
That Jesus Christ – this peaceful lamb
Is one - the same - the Great I Am
That through Him we can rise above
And bask in the glory of God’s love
And all these blessings you’ll receive
If you in truth say you believe

Mdailey	5/23/11
This came to me at 3 AM - I grabbed paper and pen and started writing by the night 
light.  I was done at 4 and was then able to go back to sleep.  Hope it finds you in a 
receptive mood.

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Lucy Little Pot

Lucy Little Pot, steamed her rice and got it hot.
A piece of chicken was what she sought.
Poor Lucy Little Pot, she just didn't have alot.

Neighbor Ned with a small head because his heart was large.
Decided he would get that chicken and there would be no charge.

Tomorrow came with more of the same.
Lucy Little Pot still had naught for what she sought.
And her belly began to rumble.
But Lucy Little Pot, meek and mere, never would she grumble.

Ned with his head too small to think.
Resigned to giving up to drink.
Invited Lucy Little Pot to drown in all her sorrows.
For he forgot that he had bought her hope for new tomorrow's.

Lucy Little Pot declined his offer.
For she still had hope in her coffer.
This story is one for the child inside.
For adults to remember, you can't run and hide.

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Heavy Metal

The heavy metal series of poetry demonstrates an inner ability to speak words of 
kindness; Toward the resolve of the 1980's heavy metal scene; To demonstrate a 
reasonable high calibur of interest; To the average novice of intellect, It's plausible 
words ring in the ears;

Heavy Metal pt. I

In a torn branch withered in the wind

A silence toward its beckoning call
With a silver dollar tossed in a pool
It pays to stay focused then to lose your cool
The one that has no faith in God will lose their cool

Ronnie James Dio was the first ever to address this rule,

His was to slay the dragon in the rule of the game;
In shattered lined that wound & bind
A silence to its beckoning call;
The child listens then cry's in pain,

In ardent briars close to insane;

With cloves filled wretched stench in sulfur,
Amidst the closet drawer below the offer;
A deadly fix on the mainstream headlong,
Heavy metal in twisted leather chains,

Through shattered dreams within vilest pain,

In its ambiance of shelter amidst its cry;

To fall headlong then to believe its ultimate lie!

Faces in the window with storms in the night;

Having fallen face down in viscous fangs that bite,
Often dripping blood off side;
So easy to run away & hide in the night
With a heavy metal pull ravaged to plunder;


Heavy Metal pt. II

In full view of havoc proned to desolation in vile misery

The balance of an equestrian melody,
With pages torn on its new episode
Throgh a whole host in vile lamentation;
In mere brilliance from its setting sun

Amidst certain periods of social demise;

A short fuse in its reluctant quest,
With words spoken in the dark in certain conquest
Has now come into the fullness of light soaring bright
Chase dreams from your hair my sweet child chose the day;

To stand up and shout amidst the inner pain,

Shattered dreams amidst its painted glass yet intact
Hallways filled no one gets off on any free pass;
Faces in the window with storms in the night,
A laborer is intended to enter into its fullest of rest;

Faces in the window with storms in the night !

Heavy metal in the center of its scattered plight

The clear voice in reason is our successful right,
In this life never relent in ever giving up on the fight,
Keep your promises & attire,
We live in a world that is very strange!

They will take advantage & rearrange in the membrane,
Desolate cry's with wounded twisted lies;
Proned to silence amidst the greeting of its beckoning call

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His Child

I’m a child in heart 
I’m sensitive,
So don’t misuse it

I’m God’s special child
I need to respect 
My zealous Father

I need to honor Him
With my young heart,
I pray for freedom

How awesome are Your deeds? 

Relieve my heart’s ache
Help me escape 
From the darkened pit

I can be active
And beat that race 
I’m on God’s good side 
God’s mercy 
Aids me in times of trouble 

I appreciate His consideration 
He fulfills me with elation

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to the Author

looking up rainbow tail pushes comet leaving stars behind 			 
like the eternal promise it brings a man and child  			                 
side by side we lay on crumpling earth 					    
a smeltering furnace of a mountain 				               
looking down as chasms open 				              
erupting molten rivers roar no place to go                                                              
the rainbow bends as fiery tide rises looking up                                                          
in starless sky as enormous flying icy rock head on falls  			  
as we lay on the shifting ground no place to go			                   
save us Jesus words spoken and heard 					  
no longer straight on but crashes the land			               
where volcano and splitting parched earth came for us                                               
to the left side of me and child with no place to go                                                   
awoke from night vision no fear though a terrifying scene                                       
but after this still looking up

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New World

Jah has laid out the design of his plans
a world wherein happiness stands
each man will have his own land and vines
within his life will see happier times

The pursuits of his toil in joy he will seek
the fruits of his labor not another will eat
a child will reach an hundred years old
millennias past this truth was fortold

Some seek Nirvana and some Shangri-La
the truth about life some prophets saw
a place where mankind will dwell in peace
from the pangs of this life and deaths release

The fullness of what we are will exist
the bounties untapped within not resist
irresistible will be the Love of neighbor
the sharing of all for which we labor

Treatment of others and our earth will be good
instruction to build wisdom is understood
nothing on earth will be causing harm
no child will ever suffer alarm

No disfigurement or mar in body be known
the curing of disease Jesus has shown
healing the nations and teaching the truth
enlightenment of mind for mans new youth

Six thousand years of comparison God gave
to know that we have all been enslaved
enough of time to see what we've lost
and the price to all that it has cost

The first angel to fall into sin did man lead
God has taken advantage to show us our need
we will be like God knowing evil and good
no longer deceived by lies and falsehood

For centuries religions have kept man asleep
so few among us the secret do keep
Mankind in joy will reach his perfection
each now responsible for his own rejection

sources Gen. 1 & 2 Isaiah 11, 13, 24, 28:5-12
Jer. 12:10-11 John 5 , 6:32-33 Rev.17-21

COPYRIGHT © 2010 C Michael Miller

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behold, a man with no resistance to good,
perfect being of a blessing as should.
born righteous,
blessing of being faithful.
true knowledge according to the fulfillment,
gentle and bold in His revealing.
humble to the end:
holding no selfish regrets,
serving Him to fulfill all His promises,
that His work can overcome sin,
that we are lifted up throughout his mercy.
all should know. 
he did this out love,
helps us move closer to the glory of his throne.
erases all questions and doubts;
that throughout one mighty act of obedience,
there is hope and chance,
to bring us back to be a part of the blessing of His reign,
take as out of worldly materials.
that the person show more wonders,
greater than anyone has seen.
that through Him we are covered and accepted, 
enough to fit through the narrow gates and be saved.

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Soulful Cries

I scream, at the top of my lungs
No sound, comes out
Silent, curdling screams
Is, all I have left, now
I wrestle; I fight, with all, my physical might
While, being forced down 
By the mighty strength, of many men
The pungent smells of dirt, sweat and grime
Embed, in my senses
Their ghastly hot breathes; making me, want to puke!
Their hands, all over me
Constantly grabbing and groping me
Hollering and cheering each other on
Then, someone punches me
Someone, I cannot see
A large man’s hand, covers my nose and mouth
Muffling my soulful cries, terrifying, my insides!

I can’t breathe, now!

Many heavy handed blows, follow
In a blurry haze
I watch, my scarlet red blood splatter
Upon the snow white sheets, that surround
My sacred blood spilled
My salty tears mixed in with sticky men’s semen
My body, a raging torrent of scorching hot lava
Lulling into a translucent, entranced state
Surrendering, to the primal, animalistic frenzy
The men, taking what they want, anyway they want it
Devouring every morsel left ,of my weak and weary body
My body fighting, for its God given right
To live, now!
My life flashes before my eyes
The sounds around me begin to fade
My eyes glaze over, my body goes limp
My body betraying me, when I need her the most!
Silently, I pray for this is not my will, but their own
“Have mercy upon these souls” 
“Please forgive these men, as I do, now
“My love remains with you, heavenly Father”
Blackened tears of jet black mascara
Weave their way down
Through the bloody crevasses, of my black & blued skin
My body used up, a lifeless vessel, totally numb!
My innocence and dignity stripped!
No one, can save me, the worst is done!
Bashed, beaten, worn
I am nothing, no more...

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Each Precious Child

Each child is so precious,
  A treasure more than gold – 
Each child is here to cherish,
  To guide, to love, to hold.

A simple gaze into their eyes,
  And we see what we could have been -
And they look at us to find a glimpse
  Of what life has in store for them.

Although we may never comprehend  
  Why God calls them home to Him,
For we would never, ever be ready
  To let them go, we would rather go instead.

Since we cannot journey with them,
  Their memories are our saving grace,
We will hold on to them forever,
  As they become are our “Healing Place”.

So celebrate each and every moment,
  With each and every precious child,
And capture them in your memory,
  May their strength forever be your Guide.

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Stage Fright

My character's poem!! Enjoy ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

I can't stand it - 
I wanna stand up, but how?
I am full of anguish 
I have stage fright... 

I can't stand it...
I'm a bit scared...I'm unprepared...
I want to get rid of stage fright, but HOW? 

I might be late
I wanna be there on time, but when do I get there? 4:00 PM...ooh great. 
It's 3:07 PM...happy to say everything's gonna turn out okay...hopefully
But I still can't shake this dread that I feel
It's so unreal...

I have stage fright...
Well...I'll try to make it on time and do my interview with all of my might. 
But it's embarrassing - I know the drill nevertheless
I think... I always think I could reach up to success 
I always worry, but what is there to be worried about?
I'm gonna make it on doubt about that. 

everything's going to be alright
I'll make my ride on time...

I can't stand it... 
I want to perform on stage with some positivity in mind
I must use some of my strength 
I'm such a wimp though... 
Oh I should try to build some courage
But I can't stand my ground...I can't stand on stage
I can't stand it...I can't stand all. 
I must stand...tall
Or I'll slip and fall... 
I am so selfish...but tell me:
How do I stand out? 

I can't stand it... 
I want to stand out, but how? 

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My Strength Renewed, My Rock

On the day of July nine 
In the year of ninety and six. 
Her heart was so pure and so fine 
But too weak for the surgeon to fix. 
Her eyes still shown bright as day 
But her frail body had wasted away 
Her smile as warm as the love 
That she gave through Jesus above 
She knew she would not pull through 
But not one moment of sadness or blue 
Did she cast to her loved ones there 
Who waited and prayed for her care 
The Day was the twelfth of July 
The hours ticked endlessly by 
Many friends and family too 
People I never knew 
Came to say their farewells 
To a sister who with Jesus now sails 
On a peaceful and gentle tide 
To ever abide at his side 
As the service came to a close 
And the time was as everyone knows 
To cover her body with earth 
Though her spirit had now a new birth 
From out of the crowd stepped a child 
Who's heart like her grandmother's  was mild 
She picked up a shovel and prayed 
As everyone stood there dismayed 
Some tried to keep her from her task 
She looked to her Grandpa with eyes that ask 
He said to those who had tried 
To stop this child at the side 
Of her grandmother's still open grave 
With shovel in hand and heart so brave 
Let her be was his reply 
She's strong enough I won't deny 
She then began her chosen task 
Permitted to do what her heart had ask 
Shovel by shovel and tear by tear 
Her respect paid true to a lady so dear 
At the tender young age of only ten
This little girl whose life has been 
Directed and sculpted by the events of that day 
And by the grandmother who taught her to pray 
Just ten precious years she shared with her here 
But forever in her heart her grandmother is near 
I am the mother of this brave little child 
And never has any heart been so mild 
The day was the twelfth of July 
And to my Mother I said good bye 
A new strength was shown to me that day 
In the child I had birthed and taught to play 
Grandmother's shoes are not easy to fill 
But with a heart of gold and the strength and will 
She to this day has been my best friend 
In absence of Mother my rock to the end 
Now twelve years later a woman full grown 
No longer here with me, elsewhere on her own 
No matter the distance in miles or in time 
She still fills the shoes of that Mother so fine 
And knowing her task will never be done 
She looks to the Heaven's, The Father, The Son 
But also she looks for a glimpse now and then 
From the Grandmother she knows will hold her again

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The Healers Heart / 2001

The healer strove to mark the place
to walk with heart in hand. 
She placed her foot upon the path
and walked ‘pon ochre sand.

Her head was high, her gaze direct
the path before her steep;
to her goal with chattering teeth
the healer’s eyes did keep.

She went within the darkness deep,
earth's core she did explore;
with heart hearth lit and good intent
she visited earth's core.

The Mother had oft seen her there
and gifted her each day,
with lava, light, and wet warmth
the Mother watched her play.

Still, now the healer knew the truth,
a truth she must absorb.
Father lived in hearths held on high,
He was another force.

And, if the healer was to grow
help others come this way
she must go forth, rise, absorb
the upper light displayed.

With trembling lips and fearful sighs
on she purposefully strode, 
this child of clay, of lava formed,
to Father’s bright abode.

And, as she rose above the clouds
into the firmament
she lost her shape, as child of earth
gained oneness in ascent.

No boundaries now held her form
except His loving grace,
this cherished child of mud, of clay;
she took her solemn place.

“Light or Dark, neither good nor bad,”
a choice the Father said.
a place for all, a purpose too
and lessons learned instead.

So, the healer turned to earth
upon that golden day. 
She’d learned the joy of dark and light
found wholeness, in this way.

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Blank Space

What words could I even use in the describing of His Way
For I would only possibly confuse in every word that I say
It's not of me to be able to do so as in this you walk alone
But He will certainly know as you'll see in His Light shone

Just looking in from the outside, one who is just passing by
And though you can't say I haven't tried, one would ask why
I needn't even do a thing for if The Lord called you'd respond
And such joy does it all bring in having this very special bond

But I'm not the one who can help you out or make you believe
Only He knows your every doubt only He can say not to grieve
No this is all your call as you are the one who must now decide
For I can never make you hear His Call no matter how I've tried 

His Words are affecting you as His Word affects this entire place
How could you not know in just the feeling of His amazing grace
Look now into His wondrous sky can't you just sense His Glory
In all of this there is no I, only He is going to let you see His story

James 2:22
Seest thou how faith wrought with his works, 
and by works was faith made perfect? 

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Children of the Light

Children of light, Born of stardust
Living in a fragment, Living in a moment
Not to expire but to change, As all energy never dies
A vibration on the smallest singular molecular level 
An energy in everything even star dust
Dust which fed the primordial stew of earthly existence
And continues on in each of us
Children of light, Soon you shall shed the halo 
The coil of mortality, The frail limited body must go
Children of light, That vibration inside
 Will not cease but continue to thrive
As a Child of Light born from beyond time
Limited no longer by ties that bind
Oh Child of Light fear not the signs
For this life is but a moment by design
Children of the Light do not fear the eventual change
As you move forward from this confining space
Children of  Light there is no other way
You will be welcomed back into the warmth from which life began
As Children of the Light we shall all meet again
Bound by the very stardust, energy and vibration of the cosmos
And never to have to say good bye again
Good Bye sweet child of the light 
In a moment I too will be at your side

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Eleven days before Christmas, as we were singing, " A Child Is Born"...
fluffy snowflakes came down and they were as big as white popcorn.

Surprised mom yelled, " Run to the window, they are more beautiful than snow flowers
and daises... " Go, catch some into your warm hands and dream of Bethlehem's stars!"

Astonished as those shepherds watching their sheep under the starriest sky,            
we saw pretty snowflakes not a wondrous star followed by the three Magi.

They kept on falling and floating like dry leaves on a December's cold evening...
when carols were played on a church organ that was taller than any ceiling.   

Merrier than angels announcing Christ's birth, we stared at His bright stable...
and what we felt was the humbleness of a King whose love was so ample.  

Once again, we ran back to the snow-dusted window and looked into the quite sky,
among the gleaming snowflakes: a golden child appeared asking for a happy lullaby. 

Entered in Francine Robert's contest,
" A Winter Couplet "
My theme: First Snowfall

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I've seen the Light

my life was full of darkness
darker than the sky at night
then one day I saw an amazing light

I wasn't sure who it could be
then I saw Jesus heading towards me

I rubbed my eyes in wonder
''Lord is that really you?''
''Yes my child it is I now
tell me is there anything for you that I can do?''

'' Oh yes! please take me out of this darkness
I can't bear in any longer
but now I've seen your Light I know that I can grow stronger''

'' my child take my hand and stay close to me
For that's the way it was meant to be.

''you never have anything to fear
For even in your darkest times I'll always be very near.''

'' You were lost in the darkness
darker than the sky at the night
But I've taken your darkness
and turned it into my Glorious Light.''

'' Lord you know that I am weak
But it's you that my heart will always seek''.

 I was remenissing yesterday when I first found God and how amazing he is, and this poem 
is for any one who feels lost or feels that they are  in darkness, his Light never fails to come 
and to find us when we seek him with our whole heart and soul, he gives us blessings upon 
blessings and he rescued me and he will come and rescue you also,  so say a prayer today  
Cry out to God and see His Glory shine,   Just imagine when we see him face to face  WOW
no matter how dark things may be he can change it round he will change sorrow into laughter
he will make all darkness bright.  Just trust him to see. God bless you all 


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My King has arrived 
Are hearts collided
I've waited 9 months for this moment
In my heart I will forever own it
True love my first son
I'll stand by your side till my days are done
Life can be hard but I'll have your back
Right or wrong I'll get you on track
There will be days we don't get along
Cuz are Torres blood is really strong
I thank God for the life he's gave you Son
For I would give mine so you could live life till it's done

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Sit and wonder in the dark. Growing and learning as I go. As a thought I started out now a miracle I have become Are there others outside these walls? Hearing stories about this man Who gave his life for my sins He was never seen just like me Although people still believe in his love Holding faith in their hearts. That one day they will look into his eyes. The same way I will melt your heart. When that day finally comes With love and hope in your soul. I know we are all one. I am the son of your god I am the proof of his love.

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Rebellious Child Of The Sea

Rebellious young child of the sea,
Why do you always flee
From admitting yourself wrong,
And still letting your heart be filled with envy and pride?
Why do you glide away
From friend to friend?
Seems like whatever you do will always end.
I hear you are rebellious against His Word
And that you allow astrology and deep intrepretations to be thy guide.
Everyone says that you are just that way,
Because you believe you're forever a child,
Yet contradictingly,
You say you're a child of The Lord,
If so, why are you some times impure and insecure?
Thy answer is, "I am free to be what I want to be..."
"For Jesus' salvation is for everyone including me..."
"Although I run away, my soul clings onto friends and misses them dear..."
"I'm usually not myself around others, because I have one small fear..."
"I pray every night, asking for His forgiveness and loving light,"
"And I also have this continuous inner fight..."

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Another Saints gone home

We just got the news today
she will soon be going away
the doctors done all that they can do
but it's not over for her
she's just going home
she's faught her fight 
Her battles now are through

another saints gone home Hallelujah
another child of God reaches Her heavenly home
another saints gone home Hallelujah
Praise the Lord 
for now at last her victory is won

When the time has come for me to go away
I want my friends and family to see
that its not time to mourn
but to celebrate 
this life I've lived
 I pray they all may sing

another saints gone on hallelujah
another child of God reaches the Heavenly gates
another saints gone home hallelujah
Praise the Lord
Some day we'll see her in the heavely home.

By Treasa Jarvis 
Dedicated to the memory of my grandmother Beulah Campbell who was a great 
inspiration to me..

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                 A child born on this day.
               In a manger filled with hay.
       Animals are there to witness his birth.
      They brought as a gift of jasmine,mirth.
            The north star shines so bright.
            To guide 3 wise men in at night.
      Joseph and Mary his father and mother. 
              Raise him to be like no other.
    They taught him honesty,careing and love.
         Like our Heavenly Father from above.
          A child of God was born on this day.
               His life will show us the way.
                          Teresa Skyles

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The Lord is the Head of My Home

There are those that let the bottle dictate their heart,
For unknown reasons they think it seems to make them smart.
The deeper they dive into that hooch the smarter they get,
Till they find they’re hooked and really don’t want to quit.

Then life takes on a new meaning, and it’s all about them,
And they expect everyone to pay the utmost attention to their every whim.
They seem to lose focus about why God put them here,
So they drink another six pack with the idea that this will help make it clear.

From experience I can truly speak on this story I write,
I could tell you some good war stories and how I use to lay out drunk all night.
And how when I’d come home and I’d find faults with the misses, just to cover my rear.
Now I thank God she didn’t leave me for now that would be my greatest fear.

And this is especially true to all those dads out there,
These are seeds you are planting so be careful if you care.
For what a child sees they have the right to act the same,
Love and kindness should be all they ever see, then they will have no one whom they can
point the finger of shame.

It is never to late to turn your life around and be the person God intended you to be,
And I don’t mean to be preaching I just know what God did for me.
There is nothing more heartbreaking than seeing a child behind bars because they wanted to
be like dad.
Think about it brother I’ve been there and it made me feel pretty bad.

It’s your life and you know if you’ve got a problem or not,
I knew I had a problem and I was tired of the devil being my mascot.
When I started living for Jesus I started seeing things with a different view,
A better outlook you’ll have when you realize it is not always about you.

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a wise mother

one of the most beautiful things a woman can experience in life
Is to bring into this world a new baby, a new child for Christ
yet the raising of a child is not such a breeze
yet  God gave women the knowledge and the wisdom to succeed

a woman with faith cried out to Jesus Christ one day
she said "my daughter is possessed by demons who are having their way"
yet how did she know that  Jesus was the Son of Man?
there was no newsletter nor mass media revealing God's master plan
at a time when there was no CNN or FOXNews, just c&f
the channel of the Holy Spirit know as complete faith

"for great is they faith", Jesus said "and because you believe"
"your daughter is now healed, the Holy Spirit she has received"
that mother's heart would not let up nor would it allow distraction
she had God on her mind and through His Word she sought satisfaction

a wise woman, a wise mother that inside all of us
believers in the omnipotent power that is Christ Jesus
If you seek It, you will find It
If you knock upon the door It will become ajar
If you pray , just believe It, that all is possible with God
a wise mother, a wise woman, a soothing comforter of Christ
full of the faith and wisdom God wants us all to have in life

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In Rememberance

There is something different
in the air today...

It happens every year...

How memories of trauma visit me...
I the clouds

...We must forge ahead-be brave
it's a knowing deep inside...

Our smiles shine on and on...
deep shelter found in love and
happiness where you'll often find...

Though I maybe sad...My inner child
she will not let you ever see...

It's the secrets of the wardrobe...that
all come back to me...

I understand the things that were done...
People somehow forgot to love...

So they took a child pure of soul...
...and they tried to make it dark...

Well only at this time every year...
does arrive this disturbing lil spark...

For this inner child - trauma became a friend...
It hasn't let me forget...It all happened 
so we can't pretend...

Trauma teaches us - and reminds us
where ever we may go...

Where ever our memories tred...
An angel will follow and defend...

Dear reader if you have moment...
to understand my story...I have left out
a lot...a lot of the gory...

But as child abuse in my country is
rampant...The authorities unable...
to keep this at bay...

I ask you search a poem I wrote...
2006 Birthday Warning...and

...UN report invisible victim...

...Last goodbye to my inner child...

My heart goes out to any child
that is abused in anyway...

Ultimately there are good and bad days...
Ultimately forever its a crying shame...

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Children of God

For every child of God that struggles,
there's a love that can't hide.
Because a struggle brings out,
their faith that's inside.
When a child of God goes through struggles,
they still find love to give.
Because the struggle on the Cross,
is how we're able to live.
When a child of God is hurt,
lonely or lost.
They remember the struggle,
that was paid on the Cross.
They read words in Red,
that show them how to live.
And when a child of God is hurt,
that child learns to forgive.
When a child of God goes through life,
it may not understand.
But a child of God excepts a struggle,
because it's part of His plan.
For a child of God welcomes,
every struggle that He sends.
Because they know that a struggle,
turns into love in the end.

Dedicated to: Releigh, Ian, and Judy.

P.S. I pray for you too!

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When It[s Time

I hear a heartfelt sob deep within my soul,
 It touches me in such a way, yet for why I don't really know
I pondered on the reason why this sound has come to me
As I think of all that had past and worry of what is to be
My mother the earth weeps for all that has been done
She sees all her children's fate, past, present and beyond
I ask the Great Spirit how can one single soul stop all that has been done
He smiles His light on me and says, my child you have only just begun
Your words are read by many who also seek the answer to the question WHY
You carry the wisdom and heart of all your people who now dwell in the sky
The sobs you hear are your very own
For all those who now have gone
Gone from this world but they memory and spirit live on
Deep in your heart or hearts you know they are always near
Look in your soul my child and that's where I am
Close beside you holding your hand
You still have much to do my child for it still is not the time
But know when your time does come, we will walk together with your hand in 

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Shes been around the block not her first rodeo
Tormented in her mind the thought of those fellows

In the night she leaves so so beautiful and young 
Admired by the sick beings that would abuse her young

Misery she suffered her soul stepped on and crushed
The day after in the mirror she looked stop this abrupt

Time went on dabbleing in lust experimenting freely 
While she sleeps the nightmares come just as freely

Came the day when she saw it come to an end
Her child was taken she had to make amends

 She conformed to the rules of whats just and right
Redemption she saught in her mind she had done right

Soon mother and child will be reunited
Its her new beginning family delighted

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Do you hear me Lord

The dash is blinking, she's low on gas,
how far can she get from her past?
From the one that hurt her for too many years,
the one that brought on too many tears.
She wonders if she well ever be far enough,
as she calls out, "Oh lord, why must it be this tough!"

What have I done for you to forsake me this way,
your guidance Dear Lord, for that I will pray.
Please help me through this time of need,
do you hear me Lord, for your help I plead.

She wonders if she has made a mistake,
but she knows in her heart, it was the only choice to make.
She had a choice in life, she was grown,
but that little girl in the back had no voice of her own.
She did not ask to be brought up this way,
and the thought of her hurting, she could not stand another day.

And she cries out, "Oh Lord,"
What could she have done for you to forsake her this way,
let her live her childhood, for that I will pray.
Please help us through our times of need,
do you hear me Dear Lord, for this I plead.

The days moved on and the girl began to grow,
will she have questions about him? She doesn't know.
Will she resent her for what she has done,
or will she understand why they had to run.
Than as she laid her girl to bed that night, the answer she could see,
Mom, I do understand, a family we could not be.

Than she said, "Mom,"
I know the lord did not intend it this way,
our happiness dear mom, for that he did pray.
He was there to help us through our times of need,
Do you hear me mom, forgive him I plead.

Tears fell from her eyes as she laid in bed,
thoughts of what her daughter said flashed in her head.
At that moment she could clearly see,
alone in life, she would never be.
For the lord had given her the most precious gift,
a child to love, and her spirit to lift.

Than she cried, "Oh Lord"
Please forgive me for the mistakes I have made,
your forgiveness, Dear Lord, for that I will pray.
For I see that you never left me through my times of need,
Stand by me Lord, for that I will plead.

And the Lord answered,
All is forgiven, my child for you see,
standing by your side, I will always be.
For you see, my child, you were never alone,
I have been right here waiting for you to come home.

Details | I do not know? | |

A Child

I am a child although I am grown
I am the child of a father who sits on a throne
he is my father;my Saviour;my LOrd
I Pray daily and read his word
The Bible is an example he gacve to us
we are suppose to Praise The Lord and not cuss
We are to love our neighbor as ourselves 
and don't let the Bible gather dust on the shelves
In the Bible it says we are to Pray one for another
even if they are not our Father;Mother Sister of Brother
Jesus is the one who loves us so well
He will forgive our sins so we don't have to go to hell

Details | Free verse | |

Mommy's Gift

You came along into my life,A precious gift sent from GOD.You're little heart changed my life,And filled my heart with warmth.
Without you here it's not the same,
But I know you're looking down.
Mommy loves you more than words,
And I always keep you in mind.
My precious gift from GOD.

Details | Free verse | |

The Power of One

She looks up at the sky, 
the time is drawing near.
Everywhere you look,
the face is full of fear.
The people left are fleeing,
the hope they had has fled.
The time is comming closer,
soon all left will be dead.
The tidle wave is comming now,
it begins to flood the street.
But once it passes over,
the city is nowhere near beat.
The houses still stand,
as sturdy and strong.
Everything is perfect,
and where it should belong.
One child stands,
her eyes are wide.
No destruction is left behind
from the tide.
The child's powers are strong,
as I now see.
Now I should tell you,
that child happens to be me.

Details | Rhyme | |

Unforgotten Child

I felt her movements, I felt her life
In my life then, I had much strife
I loved my little child so deep inside
She would be my joy, my true pride
Then one day I felt her great pain
I knew my life would never be the same
I did not hold her or see her sweet face
My life sas so sad so out of place
Then her breathe ceased to be
I wanted to run I wanted to flee
I wanted her to live and grow
I wanted her God in heaven to know
I wanted her to be like me
Loving flowers, trees and the blue sea
Now in God I seek solace from my sorrow
For I know he promises a better tomorrow
A world without fears
A world without tears
God has helped me to endure
Of this you can be firm and sure
My unforgotten child she will remain
I know that God will my strength sustain

Details | Rhyme | |

The Christizing

Me, I silently sceam
come, here is a good one

The bloody lamb on their door posts
he denied none of them
unto this very day
many deny the lamb
and can you see his power
gods of old have changed their names
they want to be his bride
but they still play the same Ole' games
come home O child come home
O' world, is it not written in her laws
that you can become a child of God
what was it that Jesus taught
magnify the God of hosts
through out all the land
good news from the Messiah
the kingdom of heaven is at hand!

Details | Pantoum | |

Walk in Light

Having now learned all answers lie within
Experience the world as if a small child
Surrender to faith, and then begin again
Envision new life; let your heart run wild

Experience the world as if a small child
Dissolve first and put yourself back together
Envision new life; let your heart run wild
Feel your emotions; then get out of the weather

Dissolve first and put yourself back together
The basis of dissolution is the fertility of life
Feel your emotions; now get out of the weather
Give up in order to gain; what you’ve lost is strife

The basis of dissolution is the fertility of life
Quiet, internal strength becomes your gain
Give in order to gain; what you’ve lost is strife
Rely on your strength the next time there’s pain

Quiet, internal strength becomes your gain
Through trials of loving, you now are strong
Rely on this strength the next time there’s pain
Commitment and perseverance now belong

Through trials of loving, you now are strong
This is the time to trust in your Spirit
Commitment and perseverance now belong
Become like a small child so you do hear it.

This is the time to trust in your Spirit
Open to learn to be the fulcrum in balance
Become like a small child so you do hear it.
In balance, unity and beauty are not a challenge.

Open to learn to be the fulcrum in balance
You have glimpsed understanding; the inner seed
In balance, unity and beauty are not a challenge
Attune to divine will; the Light provides your needs

You have glimpsed understanding; the inner seed
Spiritual consciousness has now been given birth
Attune to divine will; the Light provides your needs
Meaning and purpose are now alive on the earth

Spiritual consciousness has now been birthed
Faith is the key to walking in the way of Light
Meaning and purpose are now alive on the earth.
Soul clarity is the child that heals all fright

Faith is the key to walking in the way of light.
Surrender to faith and then begin again
Soul clarity is the child that heals all fright
Having now learned all answers lie within.

Details | Free verse | |


There once was a child
crushed by a weight
made a move forward
but was pushed toward fate
lifeless almost barely breathing
quietly retreating...fleeting
making moves towards remembrance
but a path to take surrendered
would be story if all true
strong and beautiful like you
cleansed and changed the ways of fear
and opened up such arms
dread away now disappeared
quietly took up it's charms
There once was a child.

Details | Dramatic monologue | |


when you think of a woman giving birth your first thought is the labor pains
the struggle a woman endures so that mankind will forever remain
but in the spiritual realm giving birth is not just a woman's role
it involves every human being for it's about the evolution of one's soul
it consists of first perceiving the gifts and blessings that God has for you
then it's about letting go of the fears, the sins and those issues you need to work through

in the book of Jeremiah God made a statement that was bold and strong
He said He knew of us in the womb before any of us were born
He set each of us apart and gave us each an anointing
He made a promise to each of us and gave us all an appointing
we all have a purpose to fulfill and a task He desires we perform
we're all here for a reason and that's why we were born
but in order for your Godly gifts to manifest
the labor pains of spiritual birth you must address
and in order for you to spiritually grow
the seeds of God's wisdom you must now sow

it's time for you to give birth 
to discern your purpose here on earth
don't be in such a hurry as a fetus needs time to formulate
for the gestation period is the time to sit back and wait
you want the baby to develop completely and fully
and not run the risk of having any birth deficiencies
and once that child is born be mindful of the things that it ingests
give it the bread of life to eat and the living water to quench its thirst
then train it up in the ways of God and tell it about Jesus the Christ
and that child will never stray far from the Christian life

it's time to give birth to be reborn and be renewed
it's time to give birth to the spirit of God that now dwells in you
there will be some sacrifice, some concessions and surely some pain
but you have to walk through the fire in order to remove those sinful stains
as a new babe in Christ have no fear, don't be weak and fold up your tent
God has so much in store for you, His blessings, gifts and presence
it's time to give birth by stirring up those Godly gifts that are inside of you
it's time to give life to the things that God has pre-destined for you to do

Details | Lyric | |

Why Not Peace

 Why can’t this world just find the  peace and learn to live as one
Why do we have to hurt and hurt for things that only evils done
Look in to the eyes of a child and see what they can see
Why can’t we live in a world where all people are set free
The beauty of a summers day with the smell of flowers near
But we live in a world of hate that’s full of lies and fear
Look at a bird so high in flight with the wind beneath
It’s wings, there’s got to be a way for us to embrace all
Earthly things. we were not put in this world to kill each other off
I wonder how much blood will shed before this fighting stops
Humans that is what we are black yellow red or white
 so what is the Reason for wars that radge all through the day and night
We all were kids not long ago so look into your heart
 would you  Want a child of yours to die in a world all torn apart.	
I believe in a world of  silence , where we all can live in peace and one
Day when the killings done this will all be just a dream.
So look up to the heavens as you lay down your head tonight
And pray for a world that was meant to be of laughter , love and light.

Details | I do not know? | |

When It's Time

I hear a heartfelt sob deep within my soul,
 It touches me in such a way, yet for why I don't really know
I pondered on the reason why this sound has come to me
As I think of all that had past and worry of what is to be
My mother the earth weeps for all that has been done
She sees all her children's fate, past, present and beyond
I ask the Great Spirit how can one single soul stop all that has been done
He smiles His light on me and says, my child you have only just begun
Your words are read by many who also seek the answer to the question WHY<
You carry the wisdom and heart of all your people who now dwell in the sky
The sobs you hear are your very own
For all those who now have gone
Gone from this world but they memory and spirit live on
Deep in your heart or hearts you know they are always near
Look in your soul my child and that's where I am
Close beside you holding your hand
You still have much to do my child for it still is not the time
But know when your time does come, we will walk together with your hand in 

Details | Rhyme | |

A talk with a special friend

I lift my hands up to God above.
I cry out why can't I ever find love.
Why when I believe things are going my way.
That love no matter how hard I try will never stay.
The life I have crumbles around me against my will.
I still believe what will be will.
My answer comes in a quiet but strong tone.
He says"Dear child you are not alone."
You have given your life to me.
This you proclaim for the whole world to see.
So if life seems tougher on you than most.
Know you can handle it because I have filled you with the Holy Ghost.
In my time I will answer your prayer.
My child I will give you someone who will treat your heart with loving care.
Until that time continue to pray.
Ask me to give you strength to make it through each day.
So my hands folded and down on my knees I went.
I thanked God for that special message He just sent.
I knew at that moment what I must do.
So Lord I am turning everything over to you.

Details | Ballad | |

Child of Sam

I follow the path of these disturbed minds
Now Im tryin to find what I did with mine
Was taught the truth now I tell these lies
I put on a disguise, I am the one I despise
I sit behind these caged walls again
Lookin for some friends, but they all pretend
No good around me all I see is sin
I put on a grin so that I fit in

I do not want you to know who I am
I am the child of Sam
Got to remind myself that Im not you
Before I forget the truth
I have to learn to keep my mind tamed
Before I get lost in this game
I look in the mirror and start to see
The evil over taking me

So negative nothin around but hate
I cannot wait until I walk out that gate
I told myself that I wont lose my faith 
But at this rate it just might be too late
I just cant get them to understand
That I had a plan to be a better person
Now I'm out to get whoever I can
You should of ran cuz now your in my hands

Its beginning to get under my skin
I cannot let this evil win
I cant let myself forget myself
I will not be destined for hell
And now I will tell you who I am
I am the child of Sam
No need to remind myself Im not you
Because I will tell the truth
Now that Ive learned to keep my mind tamed
Im sick and tired of this game
I look in the mirror and start to see
The evil letting go of me

Details | I do not know? | |

Tell Them, Push Six

A true story of a little bit of glory...

A child no older then three last night
took my hand and said, "please...
tell them, push six."

Paralyzed, memorized, stunned was I.
Deep in the eyes two shiny diamonds fly
and I could never would never say no.
To such a glorious glow.Ever.You bet.
Happily, you'll go.

Like a hole in my heart my soul fell apart
and I could never would never turn again.
Despite a complication of a notion afraid
and abandoned by most or some it was
still. and clear to see. Innocence like that,
Must Be.

And so did I as I promised and set about
my course. Information delivery with
urgent expectancy making note of faces
and names. There won't be one forgotten
if anything should happen and the plan
go stray you see. We made a Note. And
we took special inventory.

Then the child smiled when I sat A
while to explain we had all understood.

Then my heart teared from the gift of her
ears when her eyes looked back, she nod.

Then the Mother and I shared a wink
And yeah, the Boss was watchin.You can bet.
She's due to be Mom too.

~Three Ladies in a Circle make five.Around Two~

Arrangements set! and firm under Hood
~ back safely they went to their room.
Floor six!!! Chef let out with a mood!
The likes of Sound we've never heard!
CLEAN chicken soup!

And It was done.Too.Perfection.

Little girl, biiiiiig food allergy.

Details | Rhyme | |

The Walk

As Enoch rose that morning 
How could he have known 
He'd leave this world down here behind 
And stand before God's throne 

It's said he pleased the Father 
In the life that he had led 
I wonder how he felt that day 
As his Father said 

Take my hand child 
Walk with me today 
Step into eternity 
I'll show you the way 

Take my hand child 
Heaven's your home to stay 
Your journey is almost over 
Take my hand and walk with me today.

Details | Didactic | |


as a little child whenever my mother and I went to the store
she would give me that lecture which I had to endure
"don't ask for nothing, don't touch nothing, be quiet and always stay near"
but as a child in a store this I did not wish to hear
eventually I would come to ask,"can I please put something in the bag?"

the marketing and business strategies of the advertising companies
are specifically designed to target the young demographic entity
sell to the youth, appeal to the young, make it fashionable for the teens
make them put something in the bag so the cash register can go cha-ching

but life is more than the lastest pair of jeans you want to style
it's about putting something in the bag that is worthwhile
a college degree, a scholarship, your faith in the Lord Christ
it's time to put something in the bag that will bring meaning to your life

to put in the bag the Gospel of Peace
and not those new Air Jordan's on your feet
to be outfitted in the Breastplate of Righteousness
and not the lastest Baby Phat designer dress
to pick up the Spirit of the Sword
and not that car you can barely afford
it's time to put something precious and special in the bag
and no longer to gravitate towards expensive designer rags

so put something in the bag, the bag that is your life
it's time to get the greatest gift and that is the Gospel of Jesus the Christ

Details | Free verse | |

My Life Found Meaning Because of God (Too long to read)

My Life Found Meaning Because of God

When I Was An Overprotected Child 

I had the heart of a child.
I thought like a child.
I dreamed like a child.
I did chores like a child.
I had bliss like a child.
I forgave like a child.
I worshiped like a child.
I steadily grew like a child
Until the day came that:
I was no longer a child.

When I Became a Young Woman

My whole world fell apart.
Into many broken pieces lay my heart.
I tried to reassemble what was bitter…tart.
Life was not as sweet as at the start.
Arrows of hatred pierced my soul like darts.
I, disrespected, was the devil’s work of art.
Self-loathing flew off the chart!
Cruel coldness, plucked my joy’s cart.
The bliss that I once knew did depart.
Many choices that I made were not smart.
Trembling and wrecked by blackhearts.
I willfully withdrew my heart, every part.
My soul begged for death God could impart. 
Joys that I knew long before did depart.

…And God Ached When He Saw My Pain.

He knew that my world was not the same.
A big dose of reality enjoyed its fame. 
A mind-wrenching flurry filled my brain.
Constant fear and worry became ingrained.
Naïve choices unexpectedly flamed.
Satan’s most dreadful keys upon me took aim.
Bending understanding was the devil’s game.
Rationalization hit and made its claim.
I could not forgive my own heart of its blame.
My, once pure, wishes were rearranged.
The trepidation of life everyday remained.
Bit by bit, my soul grew dreadfully lame.  


Even though my life seemed to be untamed.
And those who stared secretly mocked my shame.
My soul cried out to God to heal my pain.
And within this lonely holy temple, my frame,
Through prayer and supplication, God, came
Each new day began renewed again and again.

When I Knew That I Was in the Care of my God

I began to feel in my heart the love of God.
I began to dream of eternity with God.
I began to reach for the Kingdom of God.
I began to feel and know the joys of God.
I grew in spirit; I met me, a child of God.
I began to worship the Son of God.
I began to forgive as forgiven by God.
I finally understood the love of God.
I lived no longer in sin, but a child of God.

When I Began to Share My Gifts From God

My soul mate knocked on my front door.
And life became more blissful…evermore.
While together, we do, Our Lord, adore.

Details | Dramatic monologue | |


it's not about painting a pretty picture and giving people what they desire
it's about being great in the sight of God and doing what He requires
just getting by from day to day 
just good enough is no means by God okay
to be a child of the King of Kings, our Lord Jesus Christ
mediocrity is not good enough in order to pay the price
to pay for the blood sacrifice of Jesus Christ the Son
to pay for everything that for you God has done
to be great in the sight of the Lord our God
you need to aim and strive for excellence on your part
to go to the next level to rise above the rest
to do what is needed to be the best of the best

when moving towards greatness you can't be around negativity
for everything that is Godly is about positivity
and if you're not about being great and reaching for higher ground
God will shut you up and He will shut you down
and whatever gift or ministry that you have in your heart
will never truly prosper if it doesn't line up with God
you need God in the mix to be acceptable in His sight
you need the Holy Spirit in you when you're ready to stand upright
for it's not about mankind whom you have to impress
it's about what God expects from you that you need to address

a mother was told one day that her child came to school with a knife
yet the first thing that mother said was,"who's threatening my child's life?"
she did not get it, she missed the point, she was clueless in her reply
she was blind to the ramifications nor did she even realize
as parents we need to be role models and teach our children right from wrong
demonstrate to them how to excel, be courageous and be strong
tell them and show them what it means to be excellent and great
and it sure wouldn't hurt to bring them up in the Faith

and if you're a leader in the church convey those traits that are right and true
as it's not just God but also the congregation who have their eyes on you
so reach for your full potential by turning your heart around
possessing a Godly attitude as you move towards higher ground
let go of that facade that you show society
be real in the eyes of God and claim the victory
and whatever gifts, talents or ministries that you have to impart
be willing to joyfully share them with a righteousness of heart
understand your position and then prepare yourself in accord
to be excellent and great in the sight of the Lord

Details | Prose Poetry | |


An unborn child comes to the realization that his Mother is contemplating having an abortion. 
Using Biblical Reason, he speaks to her through The Spirit, pleading that she change her mind
and allow him to be born.






By Milton L. Delgado
Inspired by Proverbs 8:23
Psalm 139: 13-16
March 14, 1997

Details | Rhyme | |

A Death in the City

Through the blue and frosty heavens 
Far-off stars were shining bright; 
Glistening lamps throughout the City 
Almost matched their gleaming light; 
While the winter snow as lying, 
And the winter winds were sighing, 
Long ago, one frozen night. 

In one house was dim and darkened; 
Gloom and sickness and despair, 
Dwelling in the gilded chamber, 
Creeping up the marble stair, 
Even stilled the voice of mourning - 
For a child lay dying there. 

Silken curtains fell around him, 
Velvet carpets hushed the tread, 
Many costly toys were lying, 
All unheeded by his bed; 
And his tangled golden ringlets 
Were on downy pillows spread. 

The skill of that mighty City 
To save one little life was vain - 
One little thread from being broken, 
One fatal word from being spoken; 
Nay, his very mother's pain, 
And the mighty love within her, 
Could not give him health again. 

So she knelt there, still, beside him, 
She alone with strength to smile, 
Promising that he should suffer 
No more in a little while, 
Murmuring tender song and story 
Weary hours to beguile. 

So came an angel, slowly rising, 
Spread his wings, and through the air 
Bore the child and, while he held him, 
To his heart with loving care, 
Placed a branch of crimson roses 
Tenderly beside him there. 

While, with tender love, the angel, 
Leaving o'er the little nest, 
In his arms the sick child folding, 
Laid him gently on his breast. 
Sobs and wailings told the mother 
That her darling was at rest. 

In the churchyard of that City 
Rose a tomb of marble rare, 
Decked, as soon as Spring awakened, 
With her buds and blossoms fair - 
And a humble grave beside it, - 
No one knew who rested there. 

Details | Carpe Diem | |


One time I asked myself what's so hard about being a child of Christ?
is it because I have to fight against the devil everyday of my life?
is it because I'm now saved and living sanctified?
or is it because I refused to sell out and I'm now rectified?
the hardest thing about being in Christ I would profess
is that after the first time, God requires another yes

when you say yes to God it's not a one time event
for it's only by His grace that you are even in His presence
to be a child of Christ you need to advance by little steps
and say yes to all He asks of you, if you desire to be His earthly rep
in the process of time God will tell you to have no fear
for when your well runs dry He will make water appear
for God won't let you thirst nor let you starve and die
He will always provide for on His word you can rely

when Elijah asked that widowed woman for some water to drink
she said yes, that's no problem, what did you really think?
but when he next asked for a little bit of bread
she said I only have enough for one last meal and then I will be dead
as a prophet of the Lord, Elijah wanted another yes
to see if she would commit to God and trust in Him to do no less
her first yes was only a very convenient gesture
but her second yes would have been a show of her true measure

sacrificial commitment and unselfish attitudes
are some of the things God requires of you
step out of your comfort zone
and sacrifice for the heavenly throne

many people tend to treat God like a tire that's a spare
kept in the trunk until we need it there
and when that tire gets us to our final destination
we remove that spare and put it back in hibernation
but God has a plan and He's not  just a convenient device
He's the master of our fate and Controller of our lives
you don't really own anything for all you see belongs to God
always give Him another yes and give it from the heart

so when that widowed woman did as the Prophet Elijah did say
God then provided her with food for many, many days
Yes Lord, Yes Lord say it as often as you can
Yes Lord, Yes Lord  I put my fate in Your righteous hands
Yes Lord, Yes Lord for You I can do no less

Details | I do not know? | |


Quietly I sat staring out my bedroom window 
Waiting for his return 
the Snow begins to fall,and the wind is very cold 
my heart begins to yearn 
the anticipation is over whelming 
my thoughts drifted back to our yesterdays together 
Good times... so many good times, so very long ago 
memories of our love and laughter filled this room, 
Where we had watched the growth of our love 
What happened to our love 
Was it still lingering somewhere in his heart 
somewhere Deep beneath that outer layer 
Of paranoia and despair 
I watched him leave through the door 
Into the cold, dark lonely night 
I longed to stop him 
I desired to embrace him 
this feeling was too hard to fight 
So as I sat there all alone, 
tears begin to fall from my eyes 
tears of loneliness 
I felt all alone 
no one to hold me 
to love me 
to comfort me 
I felt so incomplete without his love 
I long for him 
I'd die for him 
as these thoughts race in my head 
I see the sun rising 
and the room begins to brighten 
I mean a light so bright 
it was like my eyes were open to a new life 
that very moment 
that bright light was Jesus Christ 
he came and said my child 
I will never leave you nor forsake you 
man will always disappoint you 
but I am always here 
so dry your eyes my sweet child 
don't remain in denial 
don't point your finger at another 
check your heart, and you will discover 
it's my love you ignored 
I will never walk away 
my love is here to stay 
when I heard the voice of Jesus that day 
his love I excepted right away 
I will never put another before you Jesus 
because your love is what I needed 

Details | Free verse | |

Drive on

You have come a long way 
Go from the child who is dreadful
To a great girl
From the child who wretch things
To a woman divinely lives

Details | I do not know? | |








I am not a RAPIST, I am not my FOREBEAR.
I am not a MURDERER, I am not my ANCESTOR.

I am not a RACIST, I am not my FATHER!
I am not a WOMAN ABUSER, I am not my FATHER!
I am not a WOMAN ABANDNOR, I am not my FATHER!
I am not a CHILD ABUSER, I am not my FATHER!
I am not a CHILD ABANDER, I am not my FATHER!

I am not a MAN!



Details | Free verse | |

I'm Not A Slave

Yalls don’t know’s what they’s been through.
Mo hut, pain, wipes and chains.
Yall’s don’t know what they’s been through.

I ask you. Do you think I have hands of of slave.
Then you respond yes, because their black,
And all blacks are slaves.

My eyes, there brown
My hair, texture of wool
My style, so cool
My brain, because I’m not a fool
My heart, it’s so smooth
No, I’m not a slave!

I am a child that can read and write,
but I’m not a slave
a child that loves and holds,
I’m not a slave
I’m a child that hurts with pain,
Still I am not a slave

I am a child the believes and receives
No, I am not a slave
I am a child who is here for freedom
and yes, we will all be free someday.

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I know my heart is impure,
That’s why I were born a Dalit,
I know your heart is pure,
That’s why you make me a Dalit.

It is sanctity of your God,
Or the purity of your receipts,
You never accepted that,
Dalits are also human.

Have you cleaned your toilet?
Have you cleaned your room?
Then what is your purity?
If your stink is also fart.

Did you sleep without food a night?
If a female child asked you for food,
You opened your heart for mercy,
And your forgiveness desired sex.

Have you enjoyed ever poverty?
And watched innocent’s death,
Who was crying for medicine?
But a doctor was asking for money.

Have you faced poor circumstances?
When an innocent was crying for help,
His child was raped,
And police charged him a thief.

Have you walked with ware feet in a heat wave?
When children were crying for water,
When he went for fresh water to a bell,
Uppercastes killed him, he impured their water.

They raped his wife and burnt her alive,
And they arrested his children,
They grown female child ‘a sex worker’
And male ‘a bounded labour’.

No Religion served their service,
God is one; we all are brothers and sisters,
No Government banned Upper Castes,
They humiliated Dalits in a democratic system.

You can speak loud; I know you are pure,
Your conservatism treated always equally, 
Whatsoever you arranged discussion,
You paid benefits to killers to maintain terrorism.

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The Father

God, You are my Father,
You are my Friend.
I know You will be with me until the end.
Faithful and True, You are to me,
Seeing the very best in me, instead of the horrible person I know I must be.

Why You put up with me is beyond my comprehension, 
Your deep unconditional love for me defies explanation.
I am a child of hell and that’s where I belong,
But You were very present and I felt Your love so strong.

You keep the ‘enemy’ at bay when he desires to come in like a flood; I know that I 
am covered in Your precious shed blood.
Lead me in Your glory; lead me in Your plain path and way,
So I can have eternal life and live with You someday.

I want to see You and look upon Your face,
When life is all over and we’re in that Holy Place.
AND ALL Your people shall worship You in sincerity and praise Your Holy Name,
Come into my heart and change me, so that I many never be the same.
I love You, dear Jesus, and I am sorry for walking away,
I need Your guidance to live my life today.

You are my Best Friend, True and Divine,
I can’t believe that I can call You mine.

Forgive me for leaving You; help to never turn away again,
Pour out Your mercy and compassion, falling upon me like heavy rain.
Never leave me Jesus, 
See the child inside of me,
Make and mold me, Jesus into what You need me to be.
Thank You Jesus, Thank You Lord,
Help me to keep us on one accord.
Thank You Lord. Amen.

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Whispers of Love

When a child is born God is there 
A miracle only He can perfect 
And as He watches from Heaven on high 
He sends angels to keep and protect 

When a mother prays for a child who's lost 
He understands her tears 
He knows her heart is filled with pain 
As He comforts and calms her fears 

He shows us His Love in many ways 
The way that only He can 
And when we're tired and weary 
He offers to hold our hand 

Sometimes His Love is hard to see 
But just look to Heaven above 
For when we think we're all alone 
He sends us His Whispers of Love

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a child is a terrible thing to waste

it's so important to encourage our youth and let them know that we care
for it's a terrible thing to waste a child especially one that you reared
our children are our future, they're our living legacy
so be careful how you raise them up from their infancy

a child is a terrible thing to waste and this God understands
for the children are the continuous message for the foundation of modern man
so bring them before the Lord and tell them Jesus Christ is their Savior
love them, praise them and be circumspect especially with your own behavior
let them know that Jesus died so that they could have strength, faith and hope
let them know that His sacrifice will give them the means to cope
yet there are parents who raise their children by only providing material things
but the material things of this world will not cover everything
the only thing that a child can hold on to is love, hope and faith
so introduce them to the Lord Jesus Christ before it's too late

in the Bible some leaders in the church 
of the children they seemed to discourage
but to be a true disciple of Christ 
the Holy Spirit in them you should encourage
are you one who pushes a child towards greatness and their true destiny?
or are you a hindrance in a child's life denying them God's ministry?
the church should be a place of comfort, of prayer and a haven of peace
so don't  push them out into the world where they'll become products of the street
where dreams are shattered, hope is crushed and belief is a liability
for it's a terrible thing to waste a child, the core of mankind's continuity

so call to remembrance the roots of faith  that have always upheld your family tree
pass the baton of hope and belief onto your future progeny
don't disqualify them from the race in this journey we call life
equip them with the necessary tools 
they'll need to become servants of the Lord Christ
open the doors to their hearts and put a spark in them
teach them the ways of Christ for it will sustain them in the end
it's a terrible thing to waste a child so give them love, support and concern
raise them up in the ways of God and to the streets they will never turn

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Abraham Lincoln once said, "all that I am I owe to my mother"
as each of us is the product that comes from no other
your morals, your values and some of the ways in which you act
originate from your mother and how she raised you in fact
most mothers are gentle, loving, nurturing and very kind
they're the first person in your life that helped to shape your mind

In the book of Matthew a Cannanite mother was mentioned
she was a good mom whom for her child had the best of intentions
but a problem developed with her child and the first thing she did was pray
but when the situation got worse she went to seek Jesus right away
she went before Jesus and made known her request
but Jesus told her of her people He did not address
she went before Jesus and got down on her knees
she begged Him to help her child who had a dire need
she addressed Him as Messiah, she affirmed His Godly appointing
Jesus saw in her a great faith and then gave her daughter an anointing

Ask and you will receive if you truly believe in God
and He may give you the desires that are in your heart
seek and you will find Jesus the Christ, your Savior
and pray that He will bestow upon you a miraculous favor
trusting and believing that He is the Anointed One
knowing and accepting Him as God's only begotten Son
that Cannanite mother possessed a tremendous faith
and for her child she did whatever it would take

At first the Twelve Disciples told Jesus to send her along
Jesus got caught up in the culture and realized that was wrong
He displayed a bit of humanity when the Jewish card He played
but that Cannanite mother was most determined and from her purpose she would not stray
persistent in her pursuit and praise she stepped to Jesus and His divine mission
and after all was said and done He reversed His initial decision
and with His miraculous and Godly powers
that Cannanite child was healed within the hour

Great was her faithfulness for in God she truly believed
that by praying, praising and worshipping Him all she asked for she would receive
Mothers "R" Us and for our children we'll get down on our knees
to pray to God to help our children in their times of need

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Your Greatest Gift

Love is faithful.
Love is kind.
Look in the bible 
that's where you'll find.
The chapter on love 
that I'm talking about.
Love rejoices in the truth.
Love never met doubt.
Love is beautiful
if you know what I mean.
Open up your bibles
to 1 Corinthians 13.
Love is patient.
Love can't forget.
Love is forgiveness 
without any regret.
If I sold everything that I owned
just to feed the poor.
Or had knowledge and wisdom.
Knew all mysteries and more
If I could move great mountains
so majestically tall
and I didn't have love
I would have nothing at all.
Love is long suffering.
Love will survive.
Love is the substance that keeps 
your spirit alive.
When I was a child 
I did not understand.
No longer a child 
I have become a man.
I have put aside foolish things
that a child might do.
I love You Lord.
I do this for you.
God You made us in your image.
The gift of life alone is enough.
But out of all the Blessings we received.
Your greatest gift was love.

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regain your salvation

what does it mean when someone has lost their soul?
does it mean that of their fate they no longer have control?
what does it take for one to rectify this situation?
what does one have to do to regain one's salvation?

it would probably take more than just attending church
for one needs to reconcil with Jesus the savior first
you need to accept Him as the way into the Kingdom of God
you need to accept Him as your savior and let the Holy Spirit into your heart
recite the Sinner's Prayer, repent and then atone
and understand that you can't do it all alone

as a child of Christ you're one of His precious joys
as a child of Christ you're one of His beloved girls and boys
just don't think for one minute that God ever wants to let you go
for He loves each of us with a passion that we may never know
so turn to the Father and abide by His teachings
be like His son Jesus and learn from His preaching
for the battle is not just yours and remember you have the Spirit of the Sword
regain your salvation by turning your life over to the Lord

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Abortion and child killing

Abortion and child killing
Are forbidden in Islam
Cause it is an act of outright cruelty

Abortion is a grievous sin
But in case of rape it is not
Since both the mother and the child
Will be unhappy 
If the mother does not go for abortion
However the mother should pray to God
For the child’s welfare in afterlife
And ask for forgiveness

If a mother have had abortion
Or kill her child
She should pray to God
“O the Lord of the worlds
The Greatest Merciful
The Best Merciful
Please give my child 
Who has passed away
A prestigious post in paradise
And forgive my sins”.

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The Child Within

I’m all grown up Daddy and all I can do is keep looking back.
I’ve traveled a long road just to be standing here dead on this track.
Many of my tears have been laid to rest and my smile I now seek.
Bruised and battered I cover the little girl that grows inside.
Yellow blankets and satin pink pillows to comfort her when she’s weak!
She seeks to hide.

I’m all grown up Mama and all I can do is keep looking ahead.
I’ve rode the Oceans waves just to be alive and not feel so dead.
Many of my laughs have been put to a test and my smile I have never found.
She’s lost, but sound.

The child within, they all attack.
The child within, they are all meek.
The child within, they all fed.
The child within, they are all bound.

In a world so far away,
Treasures and castles were her path.
It is where she always went to play.
Beautiful gardens and flowing rivers is where she took her very first bath.
Like watering a tree, that little girl just grew and grew and grew.
Finally, she broke free and was clear from every single one of you.

® Registered: Ann Rich   2007

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And thy shall be one

When the Lord called to His angels
there was thunder from the throne
He said there is a child of mine down there
who's been too long alone
So He called one precious angel
out from all the rest
and said I'm sending you my child
for you are my very best
Now there are no words to say how much
to Him this child was worth
for Him to send an angel here
to walk upon this earth
Then again when they were married
there was thunder from the throne
He said I see my child now
no longer is alone
Now listen to my story
for I know that it is true
that God does answer prayer you see
there's nothing He can't do
Now I know this precious angel
who lives a mortal's life
for I was that lonely child of His
and that angel is my wife

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how do I fill.

how do I fill as look into the ski's at my fallen peers,
  as a child I longed for a way out as the elders lie dead in the streets,
  as blood from family ran under my feet,
and watched as they washed it away with pour of there beer.

how do I fill, at 13 I watched more people die then an R rated movie
  friends who I once laughed with now 6ft under or in a 6by6cell,
  this was all I knew growing up this was my hell,
gang bangers, drug dealers, users, losers this is what was for me.

teen years a blur coated with alcohol and smoke,
  seeing life end in so many ways sadated my emotions,
  no hope no dreams and as for the man up stairs nothing but questions,
a child of the street willing to do any thing but step up and chock.

pushed to the very edge before I walked away,
  stranger in a strange land before it would be to late,
   I suppress the abused child, hid the villain deep down and locked the gate,
if myself can see who I was today...what would I say.

how do I fill,the homies from the hood wouldn't notice me,
  I no longer look like them, talk like them even walk like them,
  there no more reason to hate no reason for me to be condemned,
not from a hood hanging with the boys but a father with a family,

brown pride not seen but is still rich in my blood no matter what they say,
  what do they see...I'm not who I use to be,
  I'm alive,I live, my thoughts are clear and care free,
how do I fill...looking at them I now know there is another way.

from above how do they see me,
  do the Aztec worriers hang there head in shame,
  am I no longer part of the tribe because I don't play the game,
how do I fill...years later...proud to be.   

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The Chubby Banana

The world was yellow. When I stepped off the plane –
The bright blazing sun beamed the tarmac and I was for some moments blinded.

A native child welcomed me.
She handed me a leaf’d crown, a banana and leant up to kiss my cheek.

That evening I slept.
In the morning I woke to a dazzling array of tropical bird song and aromas of 
Nicaraguan coffee, melons and mango, fried yummy banana . . . . and the warm 
sea –

I took a dip. Naked.
Something swam with me. Below me. Near me. Even, I think, right above me.

It began to rain bananas –
Astounding yes, indeed, but it hurt. One hit me on the back as I tried to swim 
away and one hit me on the head.
They fell into the turquoise sea like rain drops .  .  .
I ducked under and dove beneath the yellow hail –
Swimming beneath a sea of yellow bananas that pelted my waves.
I thought that I would never eat another banana again if I could only stay alive.
Then I thought that perhaps it was good to rain bananas.
If that was so, sharks might wish to feast on the plethora of floating raining 
bananas and not on a chubby limb that I use to swim –

I swam naked toward a dock, whilst being pelted still on my back and legs.
I finally reached the dock. 
The native child was there.

Where is your crown, she asked.
I threw it away.
I don’t wear crowns, I told her. And I don’t eat bananas –

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Every Child Has The Right

There isn't one single child alive
In the world out there,
That doesn't have the right to be loved by someone
That really does care.
Every child has the right to feel wanted
And to know that every single day,
No child should feel abused,
Or hurt repeatedly in different ways.
Every child deserves to feel real joy
That is visible in their smile,
That when a child is sick or scared
There is someone to hold them for a while.
Every child has the right to feel validated,
And to be the "star" on their own stage,
No child should be violated
Or subjected to an adult's rage.
All children should be able to shine,
Just beautiful in their own light,
For all these things and more,
"Every Child Has The Right" !!

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Marry...? Christmas.

ding- dong -ding-dong- ding
jingle bells as people flourish the streets looking for what ...presents,
as a child sees Christmas they see what they will get,
an adult sees Christmas as a time to belittle over worked merchants,
we wish you a marry Christmas rings out from sound tracks at the mall,
bitter no good grenches take this time to watch the poor crawl,
ever see a spoiled child smile with joy?
ba rump bum bum,bum
ever see a single mother scrape to by her kids just one toy?
ba rumb bum-bum-bum 
oh silent night where have you gone,
this holy night what have you become,
this is what I got this is how in debt I now am,
bills forgotten to sooth your rotten and lets not forget the ham,
a night when a poor woman gave birth to her baby-Christ ,
we celebrate with a grand feast to stuff our face in his name-nice,
walking in a winter wonder land is where the true meaning is,
a time when a family sits and counts their blessings and holds their kids,
we wish you a marry Christmas we wish you any thing this
working over time doing what ever it takes for ...a gift?
oh come all thee faithful think about it to be here together we should all be greatful,
thank you for what you gave me- CD's, DVD's ,I-POD,MP3's none of it was at his table,
but this is what we've done taking this holiday and turning it into- what we've become,
more then we can handle, more then our means, because more is better then some,
it's love that makes the children, it's love that sets the tone in our lives it's love-
you can have , are give all you want it's done out of love you want to do it out of love-
my Christmas is the love in my kids eyes, the smile on my wifes face,
they are my every Christmas gifts and at that moment there is no other place. 

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A change in system

When I were a child,
My brothers and sisters
Get education in separate schools.
Girls were in Girls schools,
Boys were in Boys school.
Also their teacher male 
And female was separate.

After 16 years old, they join,
College on their choices.
They were fully grown up,
And able to understand relations.
Their desires excited them to write,
A letter, and their vocabulary and
Nature provided knowledge of love.

Love was their base of living,
When they get married,
A choice was in their mind,
A choice of enjoyment,
A choice of Living,
Childhood was a learning institute,
Respect was a meaning in family.

Time was very quiet and desires 
Of love was hidden growing.
There was a choice to see each other,
When co-education taken place,
Attraction of beauty has lost,
A meaning of growth and lost
A chapter to understand relations.

Physically harassment and mentally,
Exploitation grew up in modern society.
A child is a mother of a child,
A child fails to protect a family life,
Tension and burden compels them,
To use extra smoking and drinking,
So they can live in peace with pills.

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little child lost

mama's an addict
papa's a thief
little child lost
can't find no  relief

they have signed away
their parental control
little child lost 
now under fostercare's patrol

will he make it through?
will he survive?
will he overcome the obstacles
and come out alive?

little child lost 
for him I will pray
that he'll grow up 
to be a good man one day

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Be a Part of Them

Each child has dreams and aspirations
Some to be presidents, lawyers, doctors and such
May they keep them in heart and achieve them as goals
May they work at them slowly, for they won’t learn if they rush

Life for the children should just be so carefree
Each should be dreaming, playing, enjoying their days
May they be free of the fears that their parents now hold
May they never be tormented, belittled, but be subject to praise

Each child represents the very future of mankind
With them, set their foundation for prospering in the world
Give them not falsehoods, but teach them to learn and acquire
Build, within them, the strong adults residing in each boy and each girl

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Is You Wondering?

I’m a child of God
 I knew it may seem odd
 since I been through a lot, since day one
 but I want you to know I’m your “number one”

God has let me know I’m truly his little angel.
 Sitting or lying there watching over me 
         with his right angel

Keep trust in me mother, and that’s a must.
     Everyone know me by miracle,
    because I’m strong as I can be
  waiting for you and me to be together
So you will really know Im yours “free” 

Mother, I’m glad God gave me to 
 you with no charge
 I know to others that may seem odd
 Me and you are the greatest, while
 others might be left wondering what a test
 A child and mother God know 
              are the best.

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child like faith

never letitng go,
and always looking up,
asking for His hand,
to help you when it gets rough,
a child like faith,
believing without seeing,
faith that can't be tampered,
like a child you still find His hand,
a night light that goes till the end of time,
child like faith,
believing no matter what,

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Beautiful Day

There is a child who can't see or hear,
he dreams with his colorful mind,
walking in the meadow the child smells mother earth,
he picks a rose, and says
"what a beautiful day"

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Different Angels

A mother feels shy when a child has cry.
A father is nervous only shut up is a Try.

A sister feels sympathy arms has a cuddly wave,
A brother ignores all his attention is only a fry.

A granddad is very gentle, he behaves polite,
A grandma is very courages helping as a sky.

A neighbour is feeling tiredness and complaining,
A child needs a doctor why do you speak lie?

A relative offers solutions a different kind of tips,
He always uses reference his suggestion is top high.

A friend brings things and asks for a try,
All has different angels, how is stopping a cry?

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Today as tomorrow
days will come to shower us
with curses or blessings;
wisdom is needed to make them
our priority over misery and foolishness...
to cautiously spend them
with much enthusiasm as we can,
never billowing in sorrow!

Today as tomorrow 
there will be only one message
to Humankind from Heaven,
with new minds and hearts...
we must widen our norrow paths
to let others share in our joy,
so that,they too,can learn compassion;
if your faith is flickering away
and you're afraid to show courage...
look behind all that in a positive way!

Today as tomorrow
one child will be born to remind us
that salvation,from a change within,
will spark the lasting flame of endurance;
don't ever be intimitated by riches,
because they'll dissolve in pretense...
put your obsessions to rest and
be like that child so pure and graceful
who spreads his tiny arms like a willow,
promising more than our selfish world can!

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O Come All Ye Faithful

                                       Please all come thou long
                                     And go tell it on the mountain
                                      That Christ the child is born
                                        There away in the manger
                                     As Hark the Herald Angels sing
                                                 O Joyful O Joyful
                                             That  the King is born
                               Please Please tell me what child is this
                                     Who brings such Joy to the world
                                         Sweet God rest Ye merry
                                       In the mist of a Silent Night
                                            O come All Ye Faithful
                                   Please join us in this O Holy Night

Another Song LOL
Tribute To Christ Our Lord

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Forever More

A long time ago,
in a land so far,
came a child of peace,
so we could live forever more.

His birth was rejoiced,
by the wise of that day,
as He slept,
in His bed made of hay.

As the people came,
bringing gifts of their love,
His mother knew,
He was sent from above.

He still lives,
His love still reigns,
His blood can wash,
our sins away.

We can't forget,
He paid the price,
and on that cross,
our Savior died.

A long time ago,
in a land so far,
came a child of peace,
so we could live forever more.

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I 'm a phenomenal woman

I am a woman... 
I am worth more than GOLD 
precious in the eyes of man 
a child of God, 
a treasure to a child 

I am a wife... 
I am priceless 
I am full of honesty 
I am STRONG and MIGHTY in power 

I am a woman... 
mind and body 
I will never GIVE up on love 

I am a woman... 
I have a MIND of my own 
I have a voice for the WEAK 
I am a Phenomenal Woman 

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Child of Mine

I remember when you were born,
I rocked you in my arms.
I looked into your eyes,and 
saw all your charms!
Angels to the left, Angels to the right.
Watch over my child day and night!

You've now gotten older and the world
has become a big fright.
All of the days seem like the night!
Things around are, out of mind, out of sight.
" Child of Mine" i'm still loving you with all my Might!

If you begin to feel confused, or you can't be used.
Look for the charms, in the ones
That held you in their arms.
Let the Lord guide you back to your home.
"Child of Mine" don"t stay away too long!