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Before and After

Bust to the extreme 
And collide with your foes 
Be ruthless and heartless
When smash on them hoes 
Leave no stone unturned 
When your searching for a "snatch"
Always be ready 
To smash that *** 
Cause they sneaky as **** 
Waiting patiently for you to slip 
Or get down on your luck 
Then you looked surprised 
When your *** gets stuck
Like how could this happen 
How could this be 
They said they would have my back
Always 
Always and tomorrow
Are two in the same 
Cause when you wake up tomorrow 
Its today 
And always is cool 
Till it comes time for change 
And that's all I'm gonna say 
You seek fortune 
And you seek fame 
Then your a prime target
For them bogus lames 
And trifling dames 
That try to get at you in the beginning
So they can snatch your change 
When you do make a name 
Its all the same 
Every mother****ing day 
But u *****es ain't slick 
Cause you all look fake 
Like a ***** with teary eyes 
You know she got raped 
And took against her will 
Just cause some ***** *** punk 
Needed a thrill 
Well meet your maker 
I got a deal 
Cause sent down in my presence 
And your soul will get drilled 
Chilled and chopped up 
And diced up into a meal 
For the dogs to eat
Now am I keeping it real 
Or just real ill 
My fates already been sealed 
You silly bastard 
I'm on the chopping block 
And all you hear is my laughter 
Before and after 
The rapture
*****!


Copyright © Justin Waddle | Year Posted 2013


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What is a True Friend

A true friend will stick by you,
through thick and through thin,
They will help heal your heartaches,
and help when you sin.

A true friend will be there,
where ever you might go,
If you're ever in trouble,
they are the first one's to show.

A true friend will never judge you,
they keep you strong when you're weak,
If you're ever down on your luck,
they will wipe your tears when you weep.

A true friend will be there,
if you stumble and fall,
when you need someone to talk to,
they will answer your call.

A true friend won't walk away,
they will always be in your heart,
if their a friend they will be there,
and always have from the start.

Everyone needs a true friend they can always count on.



                 
                          



Copyright © Colleen Bono | Year Posted 2010


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Don't Give Up

When life gets hard and you want to hide and things start to get out of hand when time ticks slower and slower it's time to rise up and stand When there are more questions than answers and things don't go your way when troubles seem like they'll forever last remember tomorrow is another day When the light doesn't shine your way and your at wit's end when all seems lost never to be found just trust in a friend Tripping through fields of daisies when you want to dance plucked by that thorny rose while smelling her fragrance When all hope is lost and you're down on your luck when the sharks circle around and your boat is about to sink that's when true friends can be found Don't give up hope, desire, or trust in man This friend will be there to take hold your hand


Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2015


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Prodical Son

Like a tide in the storm
taking sand from the shore,
tossed and turned to return to the shore twice as strong as before,
So does the prodical son as he knocks on his fathers door...

Bruised and battered his title didnt matter-
His ways brought shame on his family name.
He used and abused- spent up all his fathers money
no friends since its gone-his fun is no more.
Reality begins to set in when he eats with the pigs-
Its kind of ironic when all he had to do is just repent.
So finally he acknowleges the damage he's done and goes back to his father-
who killed the fattest calf for his son...

Like a tide in the storm
taking sand from the shore,
tossed and turned to return to the shore twice as strong as before,
So does the prodical son as he knocks on his fathers door...

Dont you remember when you walked in his shoes?
Dont act like you aint walked in them too-we all have missued.
But like the prodical son we where saved from our pasts, when we got down on 
our knees and asked God for a second chance.
I pray you recieve this lesson, the father wants you to come on home, but many 
reject him.
Were all prodical sons, even you gangstas and thugs- the father wants you to 
come back home- this world is no home, Repent while you can...This is our 
second chance. 
Everyday we get tossed and turned by the enemy-But if you have God's word it 
will set you free.
You was down on your luck before- now your headed for glory-twice as strong as 
before...Take some time out today to call on the Lord!!!

Like a tide in the storm
taking sand from the shore,
tossed and turned to return to the shore twice as strong as before,
So does the prodical son as he knocks on his fathers door...


Copyright © crystal Hill | Year Posted 2006


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Angel in Disguise

Today we honor a special woman who means so much to us all, a honorable sincere god fearing woman someone if in trouble the first to call a woman who u can trust and wouldn't look at u with eyes that judge just quick to pick up if your down on your luck an angel in disguise to us all a god given prize showering everyone u encounter with unconditional love a true testimony to what real love is made of a strong willed woman with pure words of positivity today we are all grateful to see and celebrate your longevity blessed to be in your presence a true blessings you are indeed words you speak are kind and wise and the weak and lost u hear their cries take in a stranger as your own with one saying in my home me and mine will serve the lord you brought love and god into everyone's heart that came into yours and with no doubt you open your home given out much love joy wisdom and most of all a place one can call family a given women in all aspects of the word so glad to be here on this day celebrating your birth!



Copyright © Mildred Francois | Year Posted 2013


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A tALe oF TwO bUGS

A Tale of Two Bugs 

Two bugs go strolling along the road one day
One is named Joe
The other is named Bo
Joe told Bo he knew of a great hangout around the bend
He called out to his friend and invited him along
Joe began to hum a happy tune and asked Bo to join him
Two happy fellers off on the side of the road
Singing their hearts out as though they had no cares in the world
Joe instantly remembered he had left his wallet at home 
So he headed back in the opposite direction
Bo merrily followed him
Along the way they picked up two toads 
Who helped them make up time in record speed
So there you have it
Two bugs and two toads alongside the road
Next a big semitruck rolls along and squashes one of the toad’s front legs
Now there were two bugs, one able-bodied toad, and one hippity hoppity toad
All singing along the old long road
Next the four see a walking stick up ahead
The walking stick says to the injured toad, “I will be a handy crutch for 
You. Just allow me to help pave the way!”
The injured toad joyfully accepted the walking stick’s offer and walked
More gracefully along the road
Next on the journey the caravan of friends approached a mud puddle where 
several lady bugs were bathing
They offered to help them out of the puddle and jumped in themselves
Well, all of them except the injured toad and the walking stick
They stayed on the edge of the puddle til the swimming party concluded
Splishing and splashing they merrily sang wishing they could be forever friends
What is the moral of this story you ask?
The moral of this story is two fold
The best friends in the world are the ones who are the most unique
And the one’s who help you when you are down on your luck
The second moral is that if you are traveling along a dangerous road
It is better to travel as a friendly caravan

Gwendolen Rix
7-14-14

Dedicated to Melanie and Leslie  



Copyright © Gwendolen Song | Year Posted 2014


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Land Of Milk And Honey


sugar is sweet as sweet as honey
 now that I'm broke & got no money
 the moral of this story is to stay positive young G
 living in the land on milk & honey

 time has elapsed & it has for no reason
 some say there's a change in the way of the season
 lift your head high up in the sky be brave today
 living in the land of the free & the home of the brave

 you got to come up with a good rap in time
 down on your luck to your last thin dime
 the word on the street is you got to stay positive
 love your neighbor and choose to give

 someday your pay day will come
 like a lost soul being out on the run
 hear the bullets blast outside in the hood
 homeboys out for no good

 what we do today will be echoed in eternity
 keep your head on straight and head for the main gate
 the rich will always blame the poor
 still nobody has a voice anymore

 Choose to be the best young G you can be
 living in the land of milk & honey
 one day when your full grown you will see
 the moral of the story is love making sweet history


Copyright © Mario Vitale | Year Posted 2017


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Friends








                                   FRIENDS


                    A friend will be there for you,even if 
                             you're feeling blue.
                     If you are down on your luck,a good friend 
                              will lend you a buck.
                     A friend will be there all day long,no matter
                               if you are right or wrong.
                      A friend will share in your joy,such as the
                               birth of your baby boy.
                       They will also be there in time of sadness,
                                helping to ease the madness.
                        A really good friend will be like a brother,
                                 bonding as no other.
                        Friends will come and go, some may 
                                 even become a foe.
                        In a lifetime best friends may only be a few,
                                 but no doubt they will always be true.

                                                                 Stephen Forcier
                                                           copyright 4/06
                                               






Copyright © Stephen Forcier | Year Posted 2008


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A mate

Do you have a mate that you trust
When your down on your luck and a bust
So when you're lying in your hospital bed
And the world held for you nothing but dread

Whom you could ask or tell anything
To discuss your problems that bring
You to your knees seeing no way through
You need a confident that you can lean on too.

© Paul Warren Poetry


Copyright © Paul Warren | Year Posted 2017


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Something borrowed

See the barrel
pick it up
cock it back
down on your luck.
aim for that
pull it good
one shot
do what you should.
borrow a bullet 
steal the gun
aim to kill
on the run.
no looking back
no sorrow for the dead
laugh maniacly
not one tear to shed.
thoughts drive you to this dark place
sit and boil
grin at the kill
no time to recoil.
settle in
its a long night
get cozy
get it right.
aim to please
only your mind
check it off
one more to find.
in the mirror
there you stand
not so tough
not such a man.
maybe one more 
to please your ease
just one drink
lead you to feast.
simple man
so eager to wait
keeping your fears
to contemplate.
borrow a soul 
steal a heart
keep in mind
your a man apart.
 


Copyright © Ravin Hipshire | Year Posted 2006


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The Headstone of Christmas Evans

For those who visit Swansea
remember that it's where a great man sleeps

The Great Reverend Christmas Evans
the greatest preacher ever heard or seen

It is said that if you visit his graveside
and tell the man about your day
then close your eyes and kiss his headstone farewell
you will receive luck for the next few days

That is the story my grandad told me as i'm telling it to you
so remember if you are in Swansea and down on your luck
then you know just what to do


Copyright © marie biskett | Year Posted 2017


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Wrong As WOO

I saw you and I didn't say nothing
I held you in my arms, but I let you go;
Your were crying  and I didn't dry those tears;
What a Christian, is that a Christian;
You were frighten, and I shun you away;
And each and every night;
When I got down on my knees;
I didn't, I did not pray;
Now what am I missing, I call myself a Christian;
I didn't pray for you at all;
I'm as wrong as woo  ooh ooh
Oh, I can't believe I'm so selfish;
Can't believe that I didn't have. . .
didn't make the time for compassion
And yet I call myself (What) a Christian;
Maybe I'd better go read the scriptures again
Just to see what is, What Christ like means???
I'm as wrong as woo;
Might as well be running with two left shoes;
God's gonna hold me accountable;
This is by no means true love;
I'm as wrong as woo;
Go on I can't lie it, it's true;
So what am I gonna do
For I am wrong, I've wrong you;
You were hungry as I stood in the front of you;
I was eating something to embarrass to share with you;
Down on your luck ( I mean blessings) needed a place to stay;
He I am alone with a 3 bed room home, hey. . .
I saw you and I didn't say nothing
I held you in my arms, but I let you go;
Your were crying  and I didn't dry those tears;
What a Christian, is that a Christian;
You were frighten, and I shun you away;
And each and every night;
When I got down on my knees;
I didn't, I did not pray;
Now what am I missing, I call myself a Christian;
I didn't pray for you at all;
I'm as wrong as woo  ooh ooh
So selfish am I border line devilish
You don't own nothing, yet I got all this;
Nothing is yours, nothing is mine;
We are all just caretakers of what God had created and designed
We are watchmen (humans) for God to manage and govern His creations
All things everything belong to God, even you, even me;
So when I git off my selfishness;
Come down from my personal glory covenant;
Read and believe and receive have I'm really suppose to act;
Instead of being rude;
I'll no longer be wrong as woo
I'll git back with you later
By then I'll be a better Christian

written by James Edward Lee Sr.
August 3 2017


Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2017