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I was in a funk,
In a state of debunk
In a state of despair
Depressed and hollowed out
All I could do is just shout
Help me
Help me
Help me Lord God, Help me out
And
In my desperation I prayed,
And this is what God said
My son, my daughter Listen to the Lord listen
He (I) will save you
From yourselves and the wilderness
In my desperation I prayed, and the LORD listened;
He saved me from all my troubles.
In my desperation I prayed, and the LORD listened;
He saved me from all my troubles.
In my desperation I prayed, and the LORD listened;
He saved me from all my troubles.
Hallelujah
I will listen
For on the double
I will save you from all your troubles
And the LORD listened; he saved me from all my troubles.
Results in rash or extreme behavior.
I will come down and save you
"Having lost all hope."
I will allow you to float
Just you and I, walking out on water
In times of trouble I’ll be there on the double
If you are desperate for food,
In the means you are starving,
I will provide you supper and settle all your cravings I will bless you forgive you in your misbehaving
a desperate situation
I was in a funk,
In a state of debunk
In a state of despair
Depressed and hollowed out
All I could do is just shout
Help me
Help me
Help me Lord God, Help me out
And...
In my desperation I prayed,
And this is what God said
My son, my daughter Listen to the Lord listen
He (I) will save you
From yourselves and the wilderness
I will listen For on the double
I will save you from all your troubles
and the LORD listened; he saved me from all my troubles.
In my desperation I prayed, and the LORD listened;
He saved me from all my troubles.
In my desperation I prayed, and the LORD listened;
He saved me from all my troubles.
In my desperation I prayed, and the LORD listened;
He saved me from all my troubles.
2/21/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
Psalm 34:6 NLT
Growing up is hard even harder as a teen
Only you are right and everyone else is being mean
Problems are epic and situations turn so bad,
And instead of trying - you act out pretty mad.
In my story handed there's only one to blame,
Names are for later here's the truth of fame.
My mother tried to teach me to wait on being a mom,
That I was too young and so much could go wrong.
Instead of listening I persisted on it more and more,
Until that moment that lose finally took score.
I never lost something and it felt like my own life was gone,
If only I had listened then I wouldn't be so wrong.
My mother tried to tell me stay in school you need too,
For living isn't cheep please baby I'm begging you.
Instead of listening I moved out into another state of course,
I knew what I was doing and no more stupid chores.
Lived in and out of houses had many jobs indeed,
Hell has a pretty color but only bad wounds bleed.
If only I had listened when she tried to teach me...
My mother whom i called for with every problem I'd see,
Would open up her arm's even so share the tears with me.
Please tell me if it's true
Is it possible that you
Have lied to me again
With no reason in the end
Left me broken hearted
Achieving what you wanted
Is this the way you play?
The girls that come your way?
chrous
I should have listened to my Mother,
My sister and my brother
When they said I would be stuck
With a man I could not trust
I know that life's not fair
There are times when we must bear
That life is not for me
I'd better if I'm free
chrous
I should have listened to my mother,
My sister and my brother
When they said I would be stuck
With a man I could not trust
Sometimes the answer is where
You least expect to find it
My family was always there
I just didn't realize it
chrous
I should have listened to my Mother,
My sister and my brother
When they said I would be stuck
With a man I could not trust
my mom used to tell me not to fall in love
until a boy came along that knew I was perfect
she told me not to sing my favorite songs
with somebody who would easily forget
the way they made me feel
so I never did
and I never mixed those two things either
because falling love with shaky hands and warm breath
is not the same as lyrics that make me feel okay
but it was when I met a boy like you
who made me forget how to breathe
that what my mother had told me so long ago
was lost with all the secrets we shared
I never wanted to be perfect
just to be loved by this boy who had rough skin
and calming eyes
and who wouldn’t soon forget
the lyrics to my favorite songs
Child I've told you so!
Slow your pace of growing old.
Why won't you listen.
You scream and shout
Or what it seems like
Nobody is listening
Nobody seems to care
You've looked for help
Just about everywhere
You've given up
You're done
Nobody listened
And now that you're gone
Everyone is listening
OF THEE I WING
Certain people claim that I am free
Ain’t that a god damned gas?
I assure you that being as un-free as me
Is a predominate pain in the a*s
It ain’t right
Restricting my flight
And I’ll tell you who I hold responsible for having grounded my wings
I blame people like you
Who pluck my proudest and strongest feathers
One by one
So I may never again near the sun
Every feather gone with yet another lock and key
Yes, I blame you
For hindering me
You not only block my path
You block the sun
The orb this bird is never, once again to near
I fear
And the pertinent fact is predicated on a predictable preponderance of the evidence
And the fact is that I bother no one when I take to flight
Too long, for you, before the day was dissolved by night
As if waiting fifteen or twenty minutes will avoid some horrid accident of fate
So guard well that path of quarried slate
And make sure to lock that gate
Yeah yeah, I know all about it
I’m wrong in some capacity
Well you can talk ad infinitude
But I will always question your veracity
And remember, you can’t be decidedly deafened whenever a bluebird sings
And thank you very much for wounding my once wondrous wings!
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Thy Heavenly Father You listened,
You were there for me last night, as I sat and weeped,
Thy Heavenly Father you heard me, as I crumbled in tears from deep within,
Thy Heavenly Father, you held my tear shed face, as I let go, in my own private holy space..
Thy Heavenly Father you listened, I repented onto your patient, caring, heart, you held my hands, gave me the strength needed to give my troubles onto you, in the darkness, I found a beautiful light, you helped me get onto a path, that is straight and narrow, for I am a child of God, you guided, walked beside me, so that I can someday live with you for eternity..
Thy Heavenly Father, you gave me strength, to stand on my own again, I can't believe it's you, can't believe it's true, you held my hand when it was cold, you picked me up from my fall, you gave me strength to face the world out on my own again..
Thy Heavenly Father, you listened to me, you needed me, and I need you, you were there..
Thank you..
I listened
The sound of the gushing waters on the rocks
Soft sounds soothing to this troubled heart
Soothing and mending
I listened
My soul is yet at peace longing for more
Why is it so demanding so wearing?
Why is it so exhausting? Heavily I breathe seeking to catch a breath
Why so many questions? Is it worth my time………my peace
The peace so freely given……….
I listened
The soothing sound is becoming louder as I search these empty walls
Isolation had brought no joy but sorrow
Slowly I manoeuvred towards the sound………followed the small streak of light
Sunlight stroking this lifeless skin of mine almost scotching but yet warm………
Slowly I walk towards the light…….toward the sound
I listened
There is an open window……….the sound is coming from the outside…it is now more audible
These walls have become a safe abode for me………should I go outside……out where the music plays? Out where the sun shines?
I look for a way out and cannot find it………..panic! as I seek my way out my mood soon quickly changing into anxiety…….
Gently……..swiftly the sound of the water calms me down and I follow the sound yet again to find my way to a door……….there is a way out……..
I listened
First my feet on this foreign ground……….My feet bare on the meadow
It is a new feeling…..barefoot I gently walk towards the sound of these gushing waters
The sound drawing………mending…….it is a beautiful sound……music to my ears
Healing to my soul……….Healing to my heart
The warmth of the sun on my skin………soft sound of the birds chirping from the trees up high……..
The wind softly brushing my soft skin……..I am drawn to the sound of gushing waters
I listened
When threat, doubt or danger treacherously
loomed over me, I felt the despicable
untruthfulness of most friends
whose mouths were volcanos
erupting, destroying what I had built:
that stronghold of trust towering
over them when their trustworthiness
would have gladden me. ..
not being torn apart by their
misdeeds and pretenses.
I listened to mom when the tide rose,
when the turbulent waves battered
the defenseless rocks on any winter's night,
" My dearest boy, watch out for the slithering
serpent who makes no noises, but attacks viciously
in an instant." Then her words made no sense,
their meaning wasn't caught; today, listening
to their echo, I am against the foe in a tempest!
And I relentlessly fight to free myself from
the rage it creates while faces of mockery appear,
their laughter loudly resonates; I cover my ears
under the heavy sheets to block out their sound,
" You still listen to mom, grow up and come with us,
live life! Be a man like us, doing whatever delights us...
there's no limit in what we can do. Who's going to be
to be there for you when she's no longer around?
Not one of them is alive today, they pursued
their false dreams and pleasures, lived life
their way and abused alcohol and drugs never
singing an anthem; their wives deserted them,
their kids never loved them in those tender ways.
I have overcome every struggle and every conflict,
fought every battle by being much stronger than them!
The portrait of mom on the opposite wall
looks straight at me as her happy voice
returns to speak, " Take my memory with you
to brighten your day, you will live long for having
been obedient to me and having loved me;
my nurturing spirit will guide you through
many storms approaching, I will allay each fear. "
If only they had listened
Things would not have get out of hands
as it is now but they were selfish
Wanting so much for themselves
The masses are left behind.
If only they had listened to the
Voice of Chinue Achebe We could have
Been smiling now.
If only they had listened to the voice
Of Gani Fawehinm, all the boors could
Have rot in the Jail
Freedom would be restore in our father land.
If only they had listened to cry of
Ben Okri When he write melodiously for peace
Nigeria could have been a better place.
If only they could think and reason just like Wole Soyinka
The sky won't be our limit
Rather We climb and fly higher than the eagle
With wings so large and beautifully made
From above for us all.
if only they had followed the footsteps of Nelson Mandela
We would be free from sickness and hunger
Which had circulated in the air through their feces.
If only they had listened to Sir Ken saro,
The black oil would have been for the beggars
The south south would not be damaged by oil.
If only they had hope and dream of a better
Nigeria they could have achieved it.
If only they had, if only they had listened
Nigeria could have been a home for all.
she listened to his whisper
he was so chipper
she listened to his whisper
their desires finally met
she only wanted to dip her feet wet
it was just so right
for that first night
just only her feet
getting royaly treated
he wasn't going anywhere
so he had all the time to spare
... this was love
two graying doves
the next time
it was a different rhyme
this time the water touched her knees
she began to panic and freeze
it was nothing to be alarmed
again he said, no foul no harm
he gave her ample space
free to be on her own terms, and pace
the next time
it was a totally different rhyme
water inched higher past her thighs
she began to scream and capsize
her eyes began to roll
as the water took it's toll
his romantic aroma
sent her off into a coma
it was nothing to be alarmed
again he said, no foul no harm
he let her graze
to her own leisure
he lead his deer
without any fear
as the water inched passed her naval
his horses came out of their stable
wild eyed and looking for oats
nudging it's way to her moat
it was nothing to be alarmed
again he said, no foul no harm
this time she let him graze
to his own leisure
then as his ... horses began to explore
she let out a loud roar
her less traveled pasture
so fully enraptured
feeling his mind boggling heat
her heart skipping a thousand beats
their minds singing a song
as both horse backed along
his reins on her train
her train on his mane
steadily on verse
to both's thundering cloudburst
the tale of dipping her feet
once so sweet
taking small steps
to higher water depths
her feet
lit the street
lit the spark in their day
to more replay
lit their candle
for all that love can handle
for in their engraved hearts
to death do they part
connie pachecho
1/2/17
I wish I had listened
About my drinking and driving,
Now my best friend is dead
Because I drove without caring or thinking.
I wish I had listened
About drugs and all the kinds,
For now my brain is damaged
I can no longer control my mind.
I wish I had listened
As my parents each night prays,
That I not have unprotected sex
It is to late for now I have aids.
To late I did not listen
For now I have less time to live,
To late because now I am pregnant
To the innocent child aids I will give.
We are young and think we know it all
We ignore the dangers lurking out there,
We ignore the advice of our parents
We retaliate and just don't care.
Now we pay the prices for not listening
Now we pay with every agonizing breath,
Even though we are still young
Our bodies are worn and nearing death.
We try to blame God for what we have become
Though we know it was by satan that we were deceived,
God tried so hard to teach us right from wrong
Though it was satan to whom we believed.
I should have listened once to what
my ears were hearing.
If I had, I would have known
the end was nearing.
If I’d listened to your heart
when I should have,
I would’ve realized you’d given
all that you could give.
If I’d listened once
to what your eyes were saying,
I wouldn’t be here for your
presence praying.
If I’d listened when your silent tears
were falling,
I would have known your heart
to me was always calling.
I guess I always thought you’d
be here for me.
I never put your needs in front
of my needs.
And now I’m sitting here alone
without you.
And I know now that there’s nothing
else I can do.
Copyright: December 21, 2005
Were just hoping for the best,
Were trying not to drown.
But when you look at her,
You just cant help,
But to fall in love.
I was told to stay away,
But i didnt listen,
I thought you were the one.
Sitting here,
Broken,
And torn,
What a way to end the day.
What a way to end the say.
All the times we had,
All the good moments,
The memories,
They will never fade.
Were just hoping for the best,
Were trying not to drown.
But when you look at her,
You just cant help,
But to fall in love.
I was told to stay away,
But i didnt listen,
I thought you were the one.
Cant believe,
I didnt listen.
Should of listened.
But i was imprisoned
in love.
Dont you remember?
Dont you surrender?
Surrender to love,
To the pain you caused.
Were just hoping for the best,
Were trying not to drown.
But when you look at her,
You just cant help,
But to fall in love.
I was told to stay away,
But i didnt listen,
I thought you were the one.