Hymns of Hope
God is great
His creations are divine
Am a part of it
The earth is my heaven
My pains are my hell
So take away sorrow and agony
So far from my struggles oh God
Let life be good for all
The earth is not a suffering prison ground
And we are not prisoners of our heritage
So let the weak be strong
Let our conciseness be of humanity
Let it be free from wars oh God
So we could enjoy heaven
Here on earth
Hymns of Hope
God is everlasting
Life is eternity
Our body dies yet our soul lives on
Our spirit reincarnates
We might be far from the truth
But nature never lied
What a beautiful world we live in
What an amazing gifts life offers
Yet we die too young just to survive
Our own deformities
So are we getting better or
Are we lost by our own mind
My life
If you love me set me free
Set me free from your judgment
Set me free from your illusion
Set me free from gossip
Set me free from crucification
Set me free from hatred
Set me free from attack
Set me free from captivity
Yes set me free let me be free
From your fingers pointing
Set me free from intimidation
Cos truly in this world
I got nothing to lose
I got nothing to lose
But I have a life to live
My life
My life
I have a life to live
So as you and everyone
So let’s make it interesting
I just want to live yes just to live
Hoping to enjoy a planet made for my kind
I intend never to offend no soul
But I can’t be perfect in an imperfect system
Were we mostly chase what can be lost at any given moment
Most of our lifestyle are programmed
Designed and controlled
Am not an exception of a victim
in this said life cycle
So pardon my imperfections where you feel your opinion is
suppose to be the story of
My life
scott e mcpherson yesterday
into a tavern seeks a fray
carrying a log
he found in a bog
instead he meets heather macrae.
My passion’s crashin’
Enthusiasm spasmed
My heart’s no longer in it
I’m pure counterfeit
I’d rather be in jail
Call it betrayal…
But they trot me out, their annual thrill
Wish I were ill ~ punxsutawney phil
There was a girl in a night club,
Who tripped in that crowded pub.
She bruised her left arm,
But laughed off the harm,
And danced while a dog ate her grub.
I am broken in, i’ve learned
i have got no message to return
my ears ring, the streets sing
with your smile on displace
tomorrow takes today
A profound sense of joy enveloped her as she gently kissed his fingertips.
He began to whisper and exhaled softly.
"Captivate me with your gaze. You are my exquisite treasure.
Fulfill the wish of a man in desperate need; all I seek is your presence, you.”
Pressure
only deflates
pressure hidden inside,
gradually caused my midriff
meltdown
Rose-colored glasses
the rough ahead seems rosy
details blurred ignored
dreams blossom with optimism—
truth in blissful ignorance.
Ethnicity lenses—
now that's a great idea
AI scans your race
then changes faces you see
into this ethnicity
All is rosy hue
all painted with the same brush
from the honey pot—
with judgment blurred, truth concealed
all differences bled away
Dear Therapist
She illustrates human wisdom, her ability
to understand predicaments befittingly.
Wisdom is her name, She is balanced like
the scales both intellectual, perception.
Her name is Sophia.
When you reach the youth of old age,
Don't let actions go inactive.
Though life's compact, take space for you.
Repent not; repair, if you can
Face all !But don't deface your smile
Stop blaming but start accepting
Age is a number; keep engaged
Mix up and wipe out loneliness.
Place: 3rd
Beach love is the best, it gives us time to rest.
Resting with our loved one, makes us feel forever young.
Young in our heart and mind, making all of our time feel kind and gives us time to unwind.
Holding hands on the beach, looking at the waves feel so great.
Sand on our toes gives us the feeling of being part of the beach and making memories that last forever.
Forever love I can feel your warm smile while the waves crash behind us as we love each moment in time.
I love spending time with you making me feel so anew. Gives me a feeling of completion, makes me look forward to making more memories with you in time.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
a surprise present
has landed on my door mat
blue dragonfly brooch
Zambia was my mother—
shaped like a butterfly resting in the heart of Africa,
her wings curved not by nature alone,
but by the lines of empires
who came to take what was never theirs.
They called her Northern Rhodesia,
after tasting the sweetness of her soil
and stealing the copper from her veins.
Her rivers run wild with spirit—
the Zambezi roaring with ancient songs,
Victoria Falls spilling the Smoke that Thunders,
blessing the weary and healing the broken.
She faces the Scorpio Sun,
and her children, like copper,
are strong yet quiet—
holding centuries in their silence.
Kenneth Kaunda once walked her soil,
weeping for Africa when she was in chains,
rejoicing when she rose again.
Zambia holds the bones of my ancestors
and the dreams of the unborn.
Her wilderness breathes with lions,
her sunsets bleed crimson into the night.
Africa cradles her,
and she cradles me.
When I return to dust,
let me rest in her copper-red earth—
for Zambia was my Mother,
and Africa is my Heaven.
I remember! I recall how good– no,
how great it feels to feel so good!
I remember the bright colours
in the rainbows after a storm.
I remember the trees, the rivers, the critters,
the peace of our world.
I remember how to get excited,
to have goals and plans– fantastic dreams!
I remember the love I feel from my friends, family, pets,
loved ones, who I’m lucky to have.
I remember that I can be grateful for all of
the simple things that I am graced with in this life.
I remember to create, to write, and to draw,
to bring about something new.
I remember the stars as they twinkle overhead,
specks of light in the dark of night.
I remember that I can care for myself,
love myself as much as I do for others.
I remember the joy I find in a good book,
in getting dressed up, in delicious food.
I remember flowers and rocks and bees,
all of the tiny things I love to notice.
I finally remember how to live vicariously,
how to enjoy and embody the free spirit inside.
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