When first I looked into the light,
I saw but little good from fights.
Black venting rage of little good
What point was anger ever good.
Yet from each sting accepted rage
I gained a little more inside
grew a little stronger
From passave slave
I found the path to walk away
to live and laugh.
yes fellow friends of earths great light
I do appreciate the fights.
What fools I think to habour grudge
when in your anger weakness sets
and limits you from growth at best
for can't you see beyond your rage
and grasp your inner peace.
I stand against your words insults
with inner pride it does not hurt
each day I stand with inner praise
a job well done I did today.
Lifes laughter finds me working well
for happyness destroys dispair
It's hard to hate the man that laughs
I sing and dance through out each day
enjoying it in everyway.
You stand and criticise the jews
america you love and hate
you think you're better than the rest
yet yea of little thoughts I say
are not beyond the rest
from churct to state
I say to you
You look for faults
then look within
For none of us are without sins.
poverty builds anger
Poverty builds pain
anger builds to vengence
A passing ball of pain.
step back and think about it friends
step back and walk away
we need to pass the helping hand and not the ball of pain.
Yet also in my mind I know
the past is not that wrong
fire does fight fire,
yet guidance must be strong
and lead to better living
where poverty is gone.