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Summer Festivals

The summer brings out a multitude of things
   from blossoming trees to colourful flowers
       onto music festivals,glastonbury showers
         standing soaking dancing, but that all brings

              A sense of bonding as we all in the same boat
                some barely naked not possessing a coat
                  from Leeds to Bristol,London and France
                      hundreds of tents all ages will dance.

                         Not minding if it`s a field of soggy mudd
                           their taste in music blasting, that surely would
                              turn off the thoughts that may carry
                                uncomfortable attire, and happy as Larry.
Form: Rhyme


Holding On, Barely Holding On

So young and newly married
Hanging on by the thread of love
Sometimes though in life we see
That thread isn't wound tight enough

Through the daily struggles
Most of them unseen
What happened to the newlywed
Where went all the dreams

Holding on
Barely holding on...

A father and husband out of work
A family living out of the car
Is this the American dream we've built
Is this now where we are

Cardboard serves a purpose
As a bed and a homemade sign
To keep the cold off of the floor
Hey brother can you spare a dime

Holding on
Barely holding on...

The doctors diagnosis 
Doesn't give much hope for life
Just a simple six months ago
There was no thought of dying

Even less hope in your case
Just prolonging time
You could spend what little you have left
Or go ahead and say your goodbyes

Holding on
Barely holding on...

No matter your life's lot
The position that you hold
We're all in the same boat on the same stream
Trying to stay afloat

There are so many different scenarios
Which could haunt many a page
That in life continually follow us
Throughout all our days of

Holding on
Barely holding on...

Premium Member Welcome to the Church

Welcome, everybody to the Church!
The body of our Savior here on earth.
Leave your worldly worries at the door.
You’re not going to need them anymore.

Everyone is welcome, come on in.
You can be forgiven of all sin.
As sinners, we are all in the same boat.
Needing daily grace to keep afloat.

Welcome, everybody. It’s okay.
We understand you’re weary from your day.
Though the world might seem like such a mess
You are free to come on in and rest.

We are all just one big family
Hoping heaven one day we’ll all see.
Where, in one voice we will sing “Amen.”
Everyone is welcome. Come on in!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Please Listen

Faith can move mountains
Love conquers all
Words resonating with truth
Two simple lines
That says everything we need to know
If we choose to heed them
Some of us try and fail miserably
Some don't try
None are free from sin
Nobody is perfect in this imperfect world
We have made for ourselves
From the beginning, God gave us freedom of choice
We goofed it (Big Time)
Selfishness and greed can overpower faith and love
Putting obstacles in the way of everything that is said and done
Devastating as Covid-19 war is something had to happen
To make people realise that things had gone too far
The virus is an invisible enemy attacking all Countries and cultures
We are all in the same boat together
Without language, religious, colour divisions being an issue
All working together as a team
To rid us all of the anxiety and despair that this pandemic is causing worldwide
God's way of shaking a finger at the world in disapproval
The same way any caring father would do
If his family had not listened to him
Form: Verse

Premium Member Narragansett sunset

We’re all in the same boat, but fools make it sink:
I see their dreams translate to a sea of red ink
I felt I couldn’t take the sham any more
So I flew to Rhode Island and drove to the shore.

I chartered a vessel in an ocean inlet
For miles between Newport and Narragansett
The captain suggested a Calamari run
But squids are slimy and I was paying for fun.

The water was greased, smooth as a lake
And ten minutes out, I felt my reel take
I caught a “barn door”: a large fish with a pull:
I needed help, I had my hands full.

(bridge)
The “drags screamed” as other reels zoomed out
So I had to let my fish go, ashamed of my shout.
But I will tell my grandkids about the day:
a big bass almost yanked me into the bay.

Seagulls, like thieves, hovered over our wake.
White sails on silver; it made my heart ache.
I felt the beat of wavelets on fiberglass.
I smelled cedar and pine, sea air and sea grass

The sun got low, and the light danced like raves
Gold and violet hues met the islands and waves.
There were stars on the water when we tied to the dock
I sighed to myself; I must return to the flock.

Now I'm back in the scrum, some think I'm the threat.
It's sad how folks are caught in the net:
Some are hooked on politics, even dox your name.
As the vortex, the whirlpool, pulls us all down the drain.

Activists tell us that we're either victims or oppress
Misguided cliches weigh on my chest
They hook us with promises, I despair and yet,
They can't take away my Narragansett sunset.
I remember the islands, and Rhode Island main:
When the "bite was on fire," and I threw off the chain.
Form: Lyric


What Will the Year 2021 Bring

The Ultimate Question for 2021 Is In Who, What Or Whom Do You Place Your Faith?


The Year 2020 is Not Over Yet, But I Know that I Would Not Be the First to Say that It was Challenging.


From Worldwide Economic Downturns, Political Unrest, and the Overall Lack Of Hope that Exists.


It is Like Each Day One is Waiting for the Next Shoe to Fall, Drop Or Something Else to Go Wrong.


Thus Poses the Question Where Do You Place Your Trust?


When Money Or Economic Security Fails, Family Ties Are Strained Because We are All in the Same Boat, and Experiencing Similar Circumstances.


To Whom Do You Turn?


I Place My Faith, Trust and Hope in Yeshua, Jesus Christ, the Son of the One and Only Living God of Heaven, Earth, Sun, Moon, Stars and the Whole Universe.


I know that Tomorrow Is Not Certain, But I Know in Whom I Believe.


He is the Same Yesterday, Today and Forever.


He Will Hold My Hand As I Walk Through 2021.


I Suspect that It will Be Similar to 2020, if not Worse.


Yes, they will have a Vaccine, But That is Merely a Band-Aid until the Next Disease, Virus Or Epidemic Occurs.



If I Gave You 1 billion (USD) Tomorrow, Would that Give You Peace Of Mind Today?


Is That Enough to Buy Your Way Into Heaven, and to Secure Your Passage Through Eternity?


I Think You Should Get to Know Yeshua, Or Jesus Christ of Nazareth, who is My Lord and Savior, Before it is a day too late, and the Trouble comes, Or Life Happens.


No Matter What 2021 Brings I will Be Trusting in God.


What Will You Be Holding Onto?


Sincerely,



Fellow Survivor 



Author Paul Cumberbatch ( November 11th, 2020)

Premium Member Dirty Hands

Dirty Hands

My white hands are dirty
Even if I don’t realize
My burdens light like my skin
I haven’t had the same trials

The house I live in
my manicured life
The things I don’t have to think about
While oppressed brothers deal with strife

Stolen lives, blood sweat and tears
Things haven’t changed enough
 over far to many years

“Jump down turn around, pick a bail of cotton”
Innocent men hung from trees
We should beg for forgiveness 
But it’s black men on their knees

Prison population permeated with colour 
We haven’t looked out for one another
We have to rethink “Who is my brother?”
No child should be without their father
Each home should have a dad and mother

To many lives that are broken
A few black women
get a job as a token
but heaven forbid 
If they’re ever outspoken 
“Things are more equal”
You must be jokin
Is that some kind of White Privilege Puff you’re smokin?
 
Even though I’m aware
I’m not sure what to do
Still I know I can’t pretend things are equal for you
But am I truly able to face what is true
Old ways of thinking are starting to renew
I’m afraid of where we are heading to.
White power resurgence
Watch out for that person 
standing next to you

Now they want to stop your vote
They say “We’re all  in the same boat.”
So why do you feel fantom fingers around your throat 
Your tunes are being sung backwards
While to many are left with a sour note.
More white washing
Coat upon coat.
To many are losing their hope.
Form: Narrative

Premium Member Just One More Drink

Just One More Drink 
Another adult drink tilts 
As another sad songs spills 
Ambers poured on the rocks 
It’s past 5 o’clock 
You're carrying the weight on your shoulders 
One more drink for the road 
Nights are burning 
Just like a re-run merging 
The room is spinning with burdens you carry 
As the wind passes you by humming 
Tomorrow is a new day 
Forget about your sorrows from yesterday 
Another hypnotized drink awaits 
As another broken down old soul silently descending 
Why do we even drink in the first place? 
Every sad story is the same routine 
Kids , money, relationships it’s just everything at once 
Sometimes were trying to survive drowning  
While were stuck down in the valley 
Wishful thinking for a financial breakthrough 
Everyone these days are all in the same boat 
Your talking to the choir 
Just have another drink on me my old friend 
Troubles won’t last forever 
At night everything is silently numb
Form: Rhyme

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