Perfection,
In my opinion,
It's a free from all flaws in life.
But, why do people need to thrive?
Why do we need God in our lives?
Why do people make mistakes?
If there's a word called
Perfection.
Don't let your brain turn to slush,
Get your brain to mush!
Get out there and feel the rush.
Don't let yourself be locked down in your
home.
Get out there and be free to roam!
Go on.
Put down your phone.
Get up.
Get out.
Dance.
Shout.
Let people know what life's all about!
Let people see all that's meant to be.
If only you'd look up.
If only you could see.
Life is more when you let yourself free.
Imagine we all had our own
little world to go into
Where lies aren't as loud, the
truth isn't as quiet, and where
we can forget all the pain we've
been through.
Imagine instead of jealousy our
eyes had love to see.
Imagine we were pushed by
the affections we feel, as we
found that somebody that
defines perfection.
Ironically we fear negative
transformations generated by
love or an accurate imitation
Why must it matter so much for
us what foreign people
suppose,
When they only critique what
they lack in the most
Why when we witness a plight
we fear shadows not knowing
it'll lead us to light
Why do we surrender towards
Hate provoking us to feel little
when we should belittle those
with misconceptions propelling
our generation to believe in
broken vows.
Imagine life was really what
you want it to be
Where things and/or people
were really what they seem,
and not a bizarre image
covered by spiritual smoke
screens
Just imagine you're the mirror
to it all and they're just fearing
your success because you're
nearer to it.
This country began, with the melody of an orange rhythm,
Then lady liberty showed her beacon light
Giving in the twilight,
A hope for a new, beginning.
And as these people escaped
A less understanding place,
By God’s grace; we accepted them
And with this understanding came.
Eventually, a hybrid land named, America.
Turmoil of the civil war, but that soon past,
Giving a race, freedom at last.
We fight for the weak, weary and the sick,And usually win.
But one thing has always been practiced;
Uncle Sam is an activist.
With people of different walks of life;Passing in the middle of the night.
Americans, we call ourselves, and since the beginning it has been true.
That a piece of paper called The Declaration of Independence;
Was written, signed and sings true,
That certain rights are bestowed by God;
Like life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
When people each have had enough of another individual's arrogance or whatever, it's time
for them to take a stand. And when it comes to these people wanting to say what;'s on his
and/or mind, then it's time for them to stand up for themselves. Everybody knows that it
beats not saying anything to one another and holding anything back. It seems that most
people are being tormented and/or bullied by others, especially when these people think
that they're way better than the rest or whatever, but they're not. That's why these
people shouldn't let the others bring them down just because they have money, cars, and/or
whatever. I'll remember that what these bad people did to the ones who are less fortunate
will happen to he others; one way or another. That's why some of us need to believe in
ourselves and stand up for ourselves, even if it will have taken us a somewhat long period
of time. Let's hope everybody gets the message.
Everyone has strengths and everyone has weaknesses.
Some people are the same in the way they struggle.
Other people struggle differently.
Some struggles are bigger then others,
but my struggles are still my struggles.
Everyone has to find their own way,
in dealing with these weaknesses.
I struggle to turn my weaknesses into Strengths,
I am sure I will find a way eventually.
Knowing all I need is to keep searching for my strength within myself.
No matter how big or how small your struggles are,
Never give up on your struggles or they will defeat you!
As the train whistle blows
Running down the track
Softly in the distance
I hear tis sound
Ever so sweeet within my heart
Sweeetness of Love
Soon to embrace
Most Peaceful feeling
As still sounds..
Soon.. Fulfill so softly in the distance
As still hear cars about
brings me back to wondering
Do you ever wonder
how many people don't know Jesus?
Whom never heard of Christ?
Whom has not received Eternal life?
As I watch people in cars go by..
My heart wonders..
Where they be going?
When life time here.. tis gone
Whom? how many?
Time here be.. how Long???
Don't delay.. any more
if you have not yet come to Our Lord
Come receive God's Divine Love..
Through His Beautiful Son.. Jesus Christ
Come while there is still time
As the Train whistle blows..
In the distance..
beautiful sounds of Love over-flows
Train goes on down the tracks..
Ever wonder.. when's Eternity?
Where are you.. going to be??
Come to Jesus--(Jesus.. like the Train coming)
Whistling in the distances.. Train to Eternity
Come.. Before the whistle of train.. is gone
Fear has Fallen
As the people openly revolt
The tyrant is stalling
As the roaring people are raging
His fear shakes him up a jolt
All of his powers are falling
In revenge of all the wealth he was stealing
In vengeance of the deaths he allowed
The people overthrew, and have never been so proud
And as the flags are raised
The tyrant's time waves away
The justice of the Standing is swift and powerful
The evil of the tyrant is shockingly awful
But as the wall of fear
Falls
The people begin to steer
With their swords sheathed
As the tyrant falls in fear
Fear has Fallen
As the sun rises on an age to hearten
A new law is being passed in Tennessee.
A law that's so great that I'm filled with glee.
Because of this new law, many people won't die.
This law will affect people who get arrested for DUI.
A device will be installed in these people's cars because of this law that has been
created.
They'll have to breathe into this device and it will determine if they're intoxicated.
If they're over the limit, their cars won't start.
The amount of lives that will be saved warms my heart.
This is a law that Tennessee really needs.
It takes effect in 2011 and it's great indeed.
Some good people feel like they're no good and I want them to stop that right now.
Feeling that way about themselves is something that should never be allowed.
Sometimes these people feel worthless but that's a bunch of crap.
It is wrong of these people to fall in such a trap.
These people are very special just like a precious jewel.
They are human beings and that alone makes them cool.
When my day comes and I'm gone
To the place where I truly belong
Don't cry for me wish I was still here
Just smile every time you remember me,
To those who share my tears and joy
Kept memories that can't be destroyed
Never let your eyes fool you and weep
Just be happy every time you remember me,
I have nothing to give in this world
Except some words that I wrote
Wanting from you all when you read
just feel joy every time you remember me,
Time will make some people forget
As if we haven't even met
In a dark grave I will be
While few people remembering me.
He sees things other people don’t
He feels things deep inside his heart
He hears things other people won’t
He knows things no one else has taught
He feels things deep inside his heart
He somehow always finds the truth
He knows things no one else has taught
He seems to always have the proof
He somehow always finds the truth
He hears things other people won’t
He seems to always have the proof
He sees things other people don’t
Some people stumble
And some people fall
Others ignore You
When You give Your last call
Some people listen
To the world and it's lies
What will it take Lord
To open their eyes
Some people worry
And some just don't care
They claim that they know You
And say a long prayer
Some are too busy
To lend You their ear
What will it take Lord
To make them all hear
Will it take a mountain to crumble and fall
Before they truly believe
Or will they pay the price of sin
The same as Adam and Eve
Will it take a flood to cover the earth
Or blood to cover the sea
Or will it take a Trumpet to sound
Before they bend their knee
If you weren’t here anymore
Written By Dean Masciarelli
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
If you weren't here anymore
You would truly be missed
By so many people
Who actually appreciate you
For all that you are and more
Because people do care about you
Just like I do
Even though I may
not
know you that well
I can tell that you have
A beautiful heart and soul
That will always
shines through
Where ever you are
And that’s why people
care
about you like they do
Because they truly love you
for all that you are and more
If you weren't here anymore
You would truly be missed by
so many people
who actually appreciate you
What makes you crazy?
Is it because what you like to wear
How you wear your hair
Or could it be where you reside
Or could it be your actual body size
Could be that you speak in a different style
Or that when you speak its always foul
Could it be that you have children of 20 plus
Or could it be that you mistaken love for lust
Because people are so blind
People tend to cast your part before you audition
People need to open their minds
Open their ears and listen
Judge people on their personality
Not what you hear, their appearance, or how they speak
Because in reality
Nobody can determine a freak
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