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Rise Up
Rise Up
Please Stand
Give yourself
A chance
You may have fallen
You didnt get stuck
You continued to Rise up
Rise past your circumstance
Rise past your faults
Rise past your mistakes
Rise and do whatever it takes
You can do it
It's not tough
Just remember to Rise Up
Rise up ,Yes you
You have
Alot to do
Even when times get tough ,
Dont stay there
Rise up
(Repeat 1x)
Rise up
To the challenge
Of being the better version of yourself
You can handle it
Rise Up
To the top
No matter what
Never Stop
Rise up
Elevate
You cant every one with you
Lessen your plate
Rise above
Do it with love
Rise up
Dont fall down
If you do
Dont hit the ground
Bounce back
Get on Track
Rise up ,Yes you
You have
Alot to do
Even when times get tough ,
Dont stay there
Rise up
(Repeat 1x)
Rise up
Stay humble
Even when you fumble
Dont get stuck
Continue to Rise Up
Rise up ,Yes you
You have
Alot to do
Even when times get tough ,
Dont stay there
Rise up
(Repeat until chorus fades)
Written by Concetta Hardnett
1/03/2026
The Tale of Artuir mac Aedan; The light of the West.
In The Begining.
Behold my son this our home of Airer Goidell
in the land of Airer Goidell in Alba.
Far from our birthland of Ulaid across the sea,
a sea ruled by Manaanan Mac Lir
We came here following Gabran our clann chief,
in our wooden ships braving seas rough and wild,
Picts were here before us but they didnt flee,
took us in and became our friends indeed,
They were horsepeople of reknown,
gave us the skill without regret or redress,
all this began years gone past.
You my boy may not be a Ri here,
Perhaps a leader of warriors strong and skilled,
for i fear this land will be desired and fought over,
keeping it safe and secure like you would a lover,
Your still a babe who giggles and bubbles blow,
but Artair mac Aedan, you will not be slow,
to serve us well and a legend to grow.
andrew mcintyre. 11/01/2024.
The Cushion and the Chair-A letter to God By Laura Bonneville Delacroix
What is it God that you see in me
What is it God that you want me to be
Why is it God that you believe in me
Sometimes the heartache is so great I just want to feel free
The anguish and sorrow that consume my soul
I keep praying to you to fix it all
I wear my heart upon my sleeve
The hurt so abundant I look to you to magically relieve
Why do those I love hurt so bad
this is what makes me feel so sad
So I look up to you and I yell I AM MAD
Mad at you for not fixing it all
Mad at myself that I cannot be brave and stand tall
I look up to you and ask "what is it you wanted"
while those around me continue to be haunted
Foolishly I blamed it all on you
Knowing with your great power you could fix it all too
Please Lord tell me
Tell me what to do
I am putting all my faith in you
You are the Father,the Son, the Holy Ghost
You are the one I look to the most
I look to you to heal my heart
I thought if you didnt I would fall apart
I searched real hard to find myself
and there I sat high upon a shelf
I hide up here so no one can see
I hide inside myself waiting for God to fix me
And then it comes
It was always there
I look down and I see a chair
A chair so strong,so mighty and tall
A chair so strong to be used by all
"Just remember" God says "even I need help
so reach out your foot and take that first step
Reach down my child Reach really in depth
Not you or I can make everything better
sometimes we can just offer them a simple warm sweater
A temporary fix to those who might be cold
Now it is time for them to be bold
"You see my child I am your chair
to help maybe others to reach you up there
So my child just understand
sometimes we all need a helping hand
You are just one person
you cant take away their pain
Just be the cushion upon the chair
Let them know you and I will always be there
To give them love and comfort to ease their pain
Let those around us that hurt know we will always remain
I am the Cushion and God is the Chair
To help our loved ones from their despair....
He did it for you
He did it for me
He rose from his grave to set me free
He gave it all
He would do it again
He gave his life
For my sins
They couldn't keep him down
Devil you cant win
Jesus died and rose again
He died
He didnt stay
He rose
On the third day
Jesus where do I begin
Thank you for doing it for me over and again
I never knew grace was granted me
I didn't know that having faith in you would set me free
I never knew my problems you would carry them all
Be there to catch me when I fall
You were whooped with many stripes
You still did forgive
So that we could live
You sacrificed your life
Im so thankful
Jesus Christ
He died
He didnt stay
He rose
On the third day
Jesus where do I begin
Thank you for doing it for me over and again
Jesus , is all I can say
Thank you for loving me in a way
Thank you for all that you gave
So that I could be saved
(Repeat 1x)
He died
He didnt stay
He rose
On the third day
Jesus where do I begin
Thank you for doing it for me over and again
(Repeat until chorus fades)
Written by Concetta Hardnett
04/05/2026
OUR DIFFERENCES ARE LIKE PIECES OF A PUZZLE CALLED LIFE,
that didnt seem so obvious at first,
but looking back you can expect the worst,
when strained expressions show one’s true feelings,
at a sore point or stray word amid our dealings,
the odds and ends didnt seem to fit,
try as we may there’s just no making sense of it,
I give a little ground and so do you,
but honestly we just can’t seem to bridge,
that awful gap that’s getting in the way,
breakthroughs sometimes work but not for long,
I hate to sing that same old boring song,
what keeps us far apart is like a curse,
our would be fixes only make the problem worse,
It isn’t like a crossword or some jigsaw,
an interactive game to be looked up,
where answers can be found in how to books,
online website or handy guide,
I wonder is it time to say goodbye,
maybe we can give it one more try
Sun burns earth where wheat once grew
dry as sticks now no chance to renew
Rain will fall no more to enrich the land,
mother cant cry ,silenced by human hand.
Jungle trees cleared by greed
no fruits ripen producing healthy seeds,
to cure ailments and disease alike,
Forever lost in barren ground.
Poisoned ground with chemicals
wiping out insects who pollinate crops
Poisoned minds fed by corporate words
spliting minds like a sweeping sword.
Like sheep all led to the slaughter
promises of riches and a longer life
Used as fodder in religious strife
Oh people of earth seek the water.
Too late will be the cry as the Earth
broken beyond repair dies slowly
and breathes its last ,will they
all shout out any price to pay.
Why didnt we heed the rebels call,
instead we laughed at natures fall.
Why didnt we act when the chance arose,
its too late now as we fall.
Cry for a dying world we called home
Tears shed that wont water a crop
Cry to the sky and whatever God
to save us from a living hell.
if only we did something ourselves
did we really need that big house
Why did we laud selfish thoughts
Believing what we thought was truth.
andy p mcintyre 27/5/2019
shadows of the past
visions in the dark
memories that didnt last
echoes of the heart
who are we?
faces with no eyes
emotions without love
humans full of pride
vessels without a dove
who are we?
a forrest without the sun
an ocean without the water
a mother without her son
a father without his daughter
who are we?
are we the whispers in the wind
or a scream in the desert
are we the feeling when we win
or the pain when we get hurt
who are we?
pages without the pen
a year without a summer
an egg without the hen
a drum without the drummer
who are we?
are we the void in an open plain
are we the lonliness in limbo
am i the thunder in an open range
or taps of rain on a window
who are we?
are we the lonesome dove
or are we the chosen sparrow
is it me youre thinking of
or are we the bow without the arrow
who are we?
Rejected. Again.
Tonight I think I felt utterly defeated.
My hands around my towel to the shower I retreated.
I cleaned the house. Put the kids to bed early.
So I could try my best to be flirty...
He shows me no interest. I wear black lace.
I expect him to kiss me.. hands on my waist...
My fiance sighs... Me on my knees now I'm bare.
No passion in kissing or fist in my hair.
He looked down at me and said sternly "no."
But i tried again. I just couldn't let it go.
I kissed up his neck and I straddled his hips.
Heartache felt like a sinking ship..
"Didnt you hear me say no"
"Get off"
I feel dirty.
What should I expect? Hes in his mid 30s
Like I'm trying to force him..I hear whispers.
I scrub my skin raw in the shower... till it blisters.
I'm 23 maybe I'm too eager to please him.
I hear his excuses yet he calls them his reasons.
I'm available to him. At his beck and call.
When I want him.... he let's me fall.
We have 2 kids and my body has changed.
Maybe I just dont feel the same.
Maybe I dont look my best.
Why do I feel like a monster with my hands on his chest?
We're supposed to get married legitimately
How do I cope with no intimacy?
We have sex twice a month if I'm honest
I'm feeling disgusting. Worthless. Haunted.
I lay naked beside him and tears sting my eyes.
I choke out another "i love you. goodnight."
Dogs will bark
When they see strangers
Dogs will wave their tails
When they see their masters
Dogs will bite our shoes
When they got some itchy teeth
Dogs will send us the morning papers
When we know how to train them
But he is a dog which always remains
Silent and motionless
Maybe he is too ignorant
Maybe he is too proud
Maybe he is too busy
Maybe he is behind some mischieves
Maybe he'll attack one day
When the right moment strikes
Maybe he plans to give us a surprise
This is my dog which once attacked strangers
With no barking
He said it's not his fault
Because you didnt ring the bell
And come in
Only after his master appeared
What a loyal dog
SO MANY DAYS SLIDE INTO WEEKS AND THEN MONTHS THEN YEARS NOW DECADES HAVE COME AND GONE AND NOT THE ONES YOU THINK
ITS NOT LOST YEARS OF YOUTH WHEN YOU COULDNT WAIT TO GROW UP
ITS NOT GETTING OUT OF HIFGH SCHOOL AND THE COLLEGE TANK
NO ITS THE TIME YOU STEPPED INTO THE WORLD JADED BY EXPECTATIONS
MAN MADE AND ENFORCED LIKE WE JUST LIE TO EVERYONE AND SAY WE SELF MADE
BUT SOMEONE GAVE YOU A CHANCE THAT OTHERS DONT HAVE AND WE LOOK DOWN ON THEM WITH NO HESITATION
THROWING REASONS FOR THEIR FAILURE OUT WHEN WE KNOW NOTHING ABOUT THEM
A FRIEND ONCE SAID EXPECTATIONS ARE FUTURE RESENTMENTS
AND I THINK THAT MAY BE THE SMARTEST THING EVER SAID
I CAN ALWAYS SAY I WILL TRY TO DO BETTER BUT BETTER FOR ME MAY NOT BE BETTER FOR YOU
I AM STARTING TO RESENT PEOPLE FOR HOLDING ME TO EXPECTATIONS THAT WERE SET BY FOOLS
II WILL TRY TO DO BETTER IN MY OWN WAY
BY SHARING THINGS THAT MAY HAVE BEEN LOST ALONG THE WAY
HERE ANOTHER PEARL I PICKED UP
IF YOU SEE A TURTLE ON A FENCE POST KNOW HE DIDNT PICK HIMSELF UP REGARDLESS OF WHAT HE TELLS YOU
I WILL TRY TO DO BETTER BASED ON WHAT GOD WROTE ON THE HEART OF ALL MEN
I COULD CARE LESS ABOUT WHAT YOU THINK I SHOULD HAVE AT THIS POINT IN MY LIFE
JAMES BROWN KNEW THE SCORE MAN MADE MONEY MONEY DIDNT MAKE THE MAN
THESE DAYS IT DOES LIKE BEING RICH MAKES YOU SMARTER THAN THE REST OF US
I WILL TRY TO DO BETTER IN THE FACE OF IGNORANCE
BUT YOU NEED TO UNDERSTAND LEFT AND RIGHT ON THE TV
IS NOT WHAT YOU GET TO LABEL ME AND IF YOU DECIDE TO TRY THAT ON
WELL LETS JUST SAY A TRUMP RALLY HAS NOT GONE THAT WRONG
I WILL TRY TO DO BETTER BY CALLING MY SISTER AND HUGGING MY MOM
UNDERSTANDING MY FATHER AND APPRECIATING THE LOVE OF MY DOG
I WILL TRY TO DO BETTER IN THE WAY THAT I SEE
I WILL TRY TO DO BETTER AND IT BE BEST IF YOU JUST LET ME BE