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Come December 21, two thousand and twelve
On the winter solstice, mankind may burn in hell
As man's Creator, I've sent multiple warnings
Nostradamus, the Mayans, Hopi Indians
All believed there was still time to reverse this course
But My warnings have ceased, even My voice grows hoarse
Dear Father, my sacred heart is of course willing
Though mind be the enmity of Christ's blood spilling
My center most being, with Your spirit's all seeing
The sacrifice of Your son saves souls of all beings
Father, though slay my flesh, Thou hast immortal stash
For Thou has the Adamantine, the adamant cash
This is not the response I expected from you
My warnings so long unheeded have made me blue
You are my children and I vow to save your souls
But to save your flesh, you will have to meet these goals
Let the evil wars end, allow nature to thrive
Cast aside all notions of greed to stay alive
I shall heed with God speed to sow the righteous seed
My love will manifest, for 'tis my soul's main heed
I shall present my flesh body as this soul's alarm
I shall not conform, from this world I shall transform
Holy acceptably my receptacle sin free
By my renewed mind transformed by Christ's mind shall be
I will spare your flesh if your words prove to be true
In turn, dire prophesies I promise to undo
Encouraged am I to hear you express remorse
It was never My wish to take action so coarse
To save body and soul, I sacrificed my Son
It has been My wish that all men will live as one
Forgive Father, so shall I speak just this once more
As Thou has given thus this world for to explore
‘Twas a parasite seed from derivative mind's greed
Brought forth by chance, a wild branch, doeth Thou not concede
Purgeth my wild branch of chance, ‘tis your right to do
That I might pursue Your true vine, my love be true
There is a special place, where quiet people go
when times get tense and mean
a place where life seems much more calm - and truly serene.
A place where gentle spirits can go
with wounded hearts or fearful souls -
un lieu de paix - a place of peace,
where sounds and fury all cease.
Far away from noise and prying eyes,
where soft sounds and quiet times abound.
Un lieu de paix - a place of peace,
away from all the turbulent sounds.
Days of blue skies, green meadows and slow moving streams -
a land of quiet and pleasant dreams.
Purple flowers brighten slow walks along a country road,
red and yellow ones too,
Never knew what they were called -
just beautiful color - like a rainbow's hue.
High overhead fluffy clouds float by,
colorful birds soaring on high.
A place of peace - where children play
with the sound of small voices laughing
while echoing calls of a dare
as they chase butterflies and dandelion blooms
that drift like small parachutes through the air.
The smell of fresh baked pies set out to cool
drift through an open window.
An old rocking chair waits on the porch
a place of rest from the warm day's sun -
comforted by an old dog lying sleeping nearby
makes this world a place of quiet - and fun.
Away from all the noise and confusion of the day -
to a special world of escape from the fray.
A place where quiet people go
when times get tense and mean
a place where life seems much more calm - and truly serene.
A place far away from sounds and prying eyes,
where soft sounds and quiet times abound.
Un lieu de paix - a place of peace,
away from all the turbulent sounds.
Follow me, for a minute
Try to feel me, for a few
Right now, I need you
To see the world through
My view
So check your vision
Take a look at the television
And tell me
Is that a pretty picture
We hurt ourselves
Because we hate ourselves
Never given the capacity to love
We can’t tame ourselves
So then we shame ourselves
Trying to be
Crooks and thugs
Then we shrug
And ask “where is the love”
Where is it
It was never given
You can’t tell,
If it ever existed
So we turn on each other
For economic gain
And every opportunity
To expand our names
When people need food
Children need water
Mothers left alone
When babies need fathers
While others
Sit on what they have
Teens and young adults
Shot and stab
For money
And hood supremacy
Then everybody is dying
Everyday
People of every age
From cancer, HIV and AIDS
What do you say
Why don’t you raise
Your awareness
Because you can’t look me in the eye
And say you are satisfied
Nor should you be
Not if you see what I see
It’s not all bad
But we don’t sit back
Until it comes to be
A world filled
With pain and misery
That is not what’s good
But it is what’s real
If only we could feel
Compassion
Add,
And develop the capacity
To love
For the sake
Of our welfare
To save ourselves
From
Ourselves
Instead of sitting back
With unconcerned eyes
And watch the demise
Of our lives
Let us press for one mission
With one vision
To bridge,
The divide
Unite
STRUGGLES OF LIFE
WHY IS MY HEART SO HEAVY TODAY
WHY MUST I SUFFER THIS FIGHT,
WHY IS THE TEARS SO HARD TO STOP
WHEN I TRY WITH ALL MY MIGHT.
WHY DO WORDS CUT LIKE A KNIFE
KILLING YOU HEART AND SOUL,
WHY IS THERE SO MUCH HEARTACHE
THAT NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW.
WHY DO I HAVE TO LIVE IN TORMENT
TO LISTEN TO BICKERING EACH DAY,
WHY AM I NOT ALLOWED TO BE ME
WHEN I TRY TO WALK THE WAY.
WHY IS THIS BURDEN HAUNTING ME
TO THE POINT OF THIS DESPAIR,
WHY IS THE WORLD SO CRUEL
AND WHY ARE CERTAIN THINGS UNFAIR
I THOUGHT I WAS LOVED ,AM I SO WRONG
TO THINK I WILL BE LEFT ALL ALONE,
TO FIGHT THE BATTLES THAT ATTACK ME
THAT THE WORLD HAS NEVER KNOWN
MY TRUST IS SLOWING SLIPPING AWAY
AND I THOUGHT I WAS SO STRONG,
AND IN MY HEART I STRUGGLE AT TIMES
WONDERING WHERE I WENT WRONG.
WRITTEN BY COCOA
COPYRIGHTED
Form:
Sitting still and watching as world flows by in a buzzing light
Am I noticed?
Engines and sirens wiz by with noise that pierces and echoes, drunks crawl streets in a
haze of smoke,
Am I noticed?
My childhood lost and adulthood yet to be gained
Am I noticed?
I wake and I sleep, I eat and I do, I love and I care but never do I cry,
Am I noticed?
For in this world the devil reins free, ripping the souls of the innocent and feeding them
to the weak
Am I noticed?
For in this life we all lead paths, to laugh to learn to inspire
What inspiration do I offer; I hold their hands and feed them full
I mop, I work and oh so I ache
Am I noticed?
Still sitting and watching in a world of self hate, unfulfilled and unaccomplished
Am I noticed?
I see the child across the street, being dragged behind the demon that is bellowing in his
ear, his face contorted with fear and pain, but concealed for only the pain ridden to see.
She slaps his face with aggression and hate, his small body flies grazed by the ground but
he does not cry,
He is my inspiration, the strong, the powerful, the overcoming of the battle and then I
stop overpowered as I put my hand towards the devil encrusted figure and scream
Is he noticed?
Form:
What ever happened to life,
Is it now occupied too much by strife?
I don't think no answers will come,
Or should I just succumb.
Love can only solve this.
We have to understand that our lives are gifts.
Is the world spinning so fast,
Or is it the time to forget the past.
In a world filled with changes each and every day,
That is why we constantly need to pray.
Why don't we open our eyes and see,
This is real and not a illusion but it is reality.
I believe we live and die by the choices we make,
But there's only so much a person can take.
Only we as humans can determine our fate,
As long as we are still living it's never too late.
There are always moments of glory, joy and pain,
Now days not too much will be sane.
In this life I'm going to wear the biggest smile even though I want to cry.
I'm going to fight to live even though I'm destined to die.
For those full of spite and always complaining,
The world is full of darkness; I still believe there is hope remaining.
James 4:14 ESV "Yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life?
For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes."
The worlds’ heroes merge and emerge
Just as the world is about to sink into unrecoverable oblivion
They appear
looking fearless
dauntless in their toughness
Fighting relentless, persistent
Heroes indeed
Consisting of you & me
Collapsing erected barriers
Gradually vanishing & erasing every tormenting, terrorizing & petrifying emotions
Seizing their authorities of mass control, “their weapons of mass destruction”
Retrieving our almost tormented, lost & vanishing hope
Returning back a scarce part of our reality, peace by unity
The product of our message of hope
Our achievement
Thanks to us, your heroes indeed.
NOTE
When we turn to work together instead of fighting, then peace
will be restored to the world by us, ourselves if we choose to. When we choose to unite
instead of fight evil-hatred-lies-war will be idle-jobless and then music will be at its peak
and then we will enjoy the very best of resources.
NOTE
We can all be heroes, our choice but true heroes never refuse to fight for what is right
where ever they are. True heroes appear when they are needed.
What does it mean
‘inherit the world’
To receive on a silver platter
Our parent’s throwaways
Mountains of Styrofoam
Drenched with acid rain
Soon the only trees will be
On display in glass cases
‘Take this world and make it better’
They throw us the torch
But the flame is gone
Already extinguished
They want us to revolutionize
To recreate the fervor or the sixties
But don’t they realize –
We are the same as them.
We will smoke ourselves
Into a stupor
We will lose our
Youthful optimism
And sell out, drive miatas
Look to our children
As a means to our salvation
How can you change a world
Caught in a cycle of
Vision fading into desire
It is an impossible challenge
To slow the disintegration of
Our revolving orb –
To make the world a better place,
For our children,
But
I am full of youth and vigor
I have boundless, groundless faith
I will take up the torch
And relight it
I will finish what I start.
Death will be the only obstacle
I will not overcome.
A long dark road this was...
Walked through spikes and volcanic earth
I reach the end of the line
And see two doors... I await in amaze
Await for the right one to open...
But nothing happens... Both doors are shut
Seems I have to chose my fate
Looking at the right I see beautiful light
Looking at the left I see nothing but black
I think while looking at the right one...
The world isn't an easy place...
We have to fight for what we want
We don't just get everything without working...
I think while looking at the left one...
This world seems a hard place to live in...
Needs a lot of work to do...
But maybe in the end of it i see a gleaming light...
I open the left door
And freezing wind strikes my forehead
Making my eyes bleed
Making my cheeks stiffen
I walk with glory and honor
Just thinking of the end
I reach the end...
I find Heaven..
The world is ensnared by Diablo's hand..
Souls will be taken, executed by his plan.
The unsaved evil dwellers continue without remorse..
Not to care, who they hurt or destroy; along the course.
No regrets felt, heart and soul severed..
Death for the soul, is it forever?
The Prince of Evil invades the mind..
To the point of no return, running out of time.
The Prince of Lies, he is the deceiver..
Taking the souls of all the unbelievers.
The world has hope through Christ the Lord..
Souls will be saved, in one accord.
Believe Christ died on the cross, for your sins.
Ask forgiveness, a renewed life will begin.
Once saved the Holy Spirit will guide you.
Life is wearisome, the Lord will see you through.
The Prince of Peace wants to come into your heart.
To indwell within forever, was His plan from the start.