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Silence, the power of noise that brings stillness to the ear
Power, the audacity of every man’s desire to manipulate
Resilience, what a way to bounce-back, the mass is always intact
Imminent, it’s here it must be, for you see it’s your plan for victory
Never, lose hope; there is always a possibility if you don’t give out
Goodness, what a way to go, just live right and you will overcome your plight
Function, a way of life, a stepping stone to an ultimate goal
Organize; this will make your day, and delight you in every way
Worship, your creator a call for victory and empowerment
Acknowledge, what is right from wrong, that your scorn will be gone
Restoration, a new place to begin to alter your thrill
Destiny SPRING FOWARD never look backward to prevent
a regrettable calamity
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I held down my head in obscurity disdain and rejected
I stand alone, alone
Oppression has been my outcry, my cry
Days of merciless labour, injustice has become
my pain, my pain
Days of suffering trigger my thoughts to retreat beneath
As the dread of injustice infiltrate this place, this place
The sting of cruelty penetrates my brain, my brain
And impiety of those who punished with pain remain
unmoved by their callous game
Oppression inflicted is the epitome of evil
Mingled with the smell of death I am afflicted
These shackles of bondage torments my brain
Creating intimidation relentlessly unbearable
I questioned this exploit, why is this my plight
This is not right, this is not right
Why am I denied of my rights, for a fair fight
In spite of the aggravate
It’s not too late to disintegrate these chains
of bondage that was meant to intimidate
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Beautiful as they are, so is their laughter and smiles
Echoing noise of melody throughout the open sky,
Touching the hearts of parents everywhere, eradicating despair
The children laughter often makes your day,
In spite of the hard work you put in today
It’s a delight to observe their faces as their laughter fills the air
Bringing rays of sunshine even on a cloudy day
Laughter of gladness, laughter of joy naturally flows from within
Never a dull moment and is harmonious to the ear
A Child’s laughter brings a mother’s joy any time anywhere.
Often changing the mood when there is sadness in the air
The beauty of the children laughter tell of
The happiness of their heart
With sparkles in their eyes and a laughter that cannot be denied
Is a tribute to a mothers’ ear
Little children everywhere, filled this earth with pleasant cheer
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All nations are made of one blood, in the image of God
he created man, to fulfill his plan through all generation
Liberation was his plan for every man to live in victory
Injustice and hate dominates, stripping nations of their dignity
God’s persona in man is neither black or white or shades of grey
The depth of his love, goes deeper than what we see, dispelling all negativity
Man was born to rule, to possess power, but to stigmatize God’s creation
is the epitome of evil
All nations where created by the creative power of God
By his DNA he created man and woman bonded as one
United, we are strong in the presence of our supreme God
There is no reason to fill your space with hate
God created us to relate, and not to intimidate
The image of God lies within man to cut the hate and impart his love
Through his blood he channel his love to revive us from
our failing love
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The day was dark and gloomy, here he come via the Delarosa
The burden of the cross too heavy to bear as blood trickled down his face
The crowd cried out in agony as they saw their Savior lose stability
The sound of anguish filled the air, while his tormentors begin to cheer
The lashes get louder; harder, more intense as he carried his cross to the end
Anguish with pain, they hammered the nails through his hands and feet one by one
Overcome with grief he cried out in pain, Father why have you forsaken me
The women wept, his brethrens fall on their knees overcome by what they see
Suddenly the heaven shook, the earth moved and his tormenters
began to flee as God open heaven’s portal to raise his son to victory
There he cried out "Father it is finished my work here on earth is done.”
His mother wept, but his brethren remember the third day is coming
When the angels would roll the stone away, and our Lord would appear.
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When I think of all the things that we should be grateful for
I am uneasy, because we take most things for granted
And sometimes even forget to say thank you.
We sometimes overlook the little things that often
make our day.
Worrying about other things, which has gone on
yesterday?
We sometimes neglect those, who love us most
To be bothered by those who do not care
Be grateful for the little things in your life,
That could eventually grow into greater things
There is so much to give and so much to receive
But remember to be unappreciative can alter your thrill
All things has its season and there is a reason for the
things that has come your way
But in all things give thanks, knowing you are master of
your fate
For God has put this power in your hand.
Don’t let the negative things in this world ruin your faith
For God has given you the positive things in life to make
you great.
Be grateful for this place, for the simple things in life
And for all those who have impacted your life, by showing
you a better way.
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Some will sing a new song, some will be the same
There is so much pain but many are still condoning
the game
What’s your worry, they would often ask?
In spite of the state, they just don’t care
Some often wonder what's the reason for this
treason
But no real answer, one could reason
Obscurity blinded our eyes
We grope in the dark but no one is asking
Why did we not defend our rights?
They held our hands to lead us out
But only to find out we are still in the boat with no
way out
The smell of death engulfed our space,
Who will rescue us from this unjust plight
We look for change, for change
Unmoved and callous as they are, I know that there is
a better way
But who will forfeit this game and undo this insanity
Scheme and ism is their way, no helping out, just
lashing out
Insanity plagued this place; and our faith is beginning
to asphyxiate
What is the stake if we retaliate, for there is hope if we
don’t give out?
Why not stand up and fight for our rights
For with our voice we can overcome this insane plight
and defend our constitutional rights
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This is not a cool character, but a distorted frame of mind
It always bring dissention, and it always guilty of the crime
It often breeds hate, because of it greedy state
It destroys friendship because it is the same as jealousy
Do not make any mistake to cover this foe
Hinder it and give it no space to participate
It can be very subtle or it can be ostentatious
So always be prepared to deny it when it comes to your door
This frame of mind is undesirable because of the malice
its relates
The deceitfulness, the spitefulness and the rivalry is no game
It is the epitome of a blinking shame
So when ever this character knocks on your door
Muscle it and hurl it into space
so that it will not penetrate your brain
and cause you to become insane
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Irresistible, my partner, my lover
The one I am passionate about
He is strong, engaging and unique
But that's not all, he truly my soul-mate
He fills my life with the gifts of praise
His love unending so transcending
In his eyes I often see his love for me undoubtedly
When he hold me in his arm I am swallowed up
by the magic of his charm
Undeniable, passionate and irresistible
is the passion of my soul-mate
Full with love I am never wanting
When he speaks to me, his eyes tells
the depth of his love for me
He is the one that listens to me
and helps when I am in doubt
He is the shoulder that I lean on
when I am sad or in despair
My soul-mate is my lover my friend
There is no doubt; I could not live without my lover,
He is the other that was send to completes me forever
We were made for each other and we are incomplete
without the other
My love for him will surely be a song for ever
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The American President, Barack Obama is his name
Brilliant, stately, compelling he touched the hearts of many
Aspiring, he knew he was born to lead, a noble man indeed
His simplicity is to admire, His uniqueness can only be desired
This meekness of a man, who will understand, but the time was right
when he was chosen to take a stand for the rights of everyone
Those who saw the brilliance of this man had no doubt he was the one
to bring them hope
Guided by the master’s hand he unfolds a true liberator, he stand
Touched by the concerns of others, his aim was to change the game
and undo the shame
His presence is stately, filled with humility he shows transparency
His voice is pleasant to the ear, with words of wisdom beyond our years
In reality, this man was truly born to lead, indeed he was.
We thank you Mr President, you have answered the call, and
have triumphantly raised the bar
Your work is not in vain for God’s plan is at hand, and
victory is truly won.
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