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many of us are living lives of deficiency
not functioning at our full capacity
running on a tank that is half full
coasting in a life that's tired and dull
we make it through each week but only by a hair
TGIF, thank God Friday is now here
we're talented beings who have it going on
but none of that matters if we don't pass the baton
to move to the next level we need to realize
that all the gifts we get from God need to be maximized
to move to the next level take someone along
to making 2008 great by passing the baton
God has an anointing for each of us
God has an appointing for each of us
and despite what it is we think of ourselves
God is the medicine for our spiritual health
so fall down on your knees and to Him submit
going to the next level with a renewed spirit
all you have to do is give God all the praise
going to the next level elevated and now raised
living up to your full potential and no longer stalling
going to the next level by answering your calling
anointed, appointed now it's time for preparation
so let God guide you to your chosen destination
as all things work together for the good
for those whom love the Lord as they should
going to the next level by letting God use you
passing the baton and lighting someone else's fuse
the devil will give you hell so just hold on
as the army of God is on the horizon
the devil will attack your children and your heirs
just stay prayerful for God's Angels will appear
when the Philistines went out on a battle patrol
they were unaware that the new king was under God's control
down on his knees King David did pray
that God would give him the victory that day
the power of prayer is the manifest
that you trust God to answer your request
the power of prayer is more than happenstance
it's the belief that God will change your circumstance
to be placed by the Spirit in a position to stand and fight
for what you believe in and what you know is right
to put on the full battle armor of God
to put your enemies on alert and on guard
donning the Helmet of Salvation and carrying the Shield of Faith
feet shod in the Gospel of Peace and wearing a Righteous Breastplate
to know that God has already claimed
the victory for you in Jesus' name
so continue making it great in 2008 as the legacy lives on
on the next level at your full potential while passing the baton
Don't worry about her they said
Her bark is worse than her bite
But what they didn't know
Is that she used her claws to fight
Suddenly she changed before their eyes
The abusers stopped and stared
She had finally had enough
She would make them hurt and scared
She felt the anger boil and rise
Her soul turned black as night
She knew she would enjoy the chase
As the abusers all took flight
She would make them see
The hate through her own eyes
Make her the one they fear
With torment like their lies
She chased them through the town
Down alleyways and lanes
Chasing them towards the sewers
The water tanks and drains
She would show them helpless
Show them bullied and abused
She would show that people
Are not play things to be used
They sought the safety of the tunnels
But little did they know
That she would drive them forward
To the place she used to go
The black and swirling water
Looked like a giant eye
"Please make your last requests,
Its time to say goodbye"
She crouched down low beside them
In a predatory stance
"You could apologise you know,
I'll give you one last chance"
One girl dropped down on bended knees
Sobbed and begged for life
She felt her anger subside a little
Took her had off the hunting knife
The second girl just stared below
At the swirling water deep
And floods of regret and sorrow
Made her collapse and start to weep
The last and final girl
Decided to stand her ground
They faced each other solidly
Neither made a sound
The girl extended her hand
Towards the girl that she despised
And saw her breathing calm a little
The blackness leave her eyes
The girl took one step forward
Her fingers reaching out
Not knowing how this was to end
Or what it was about
Her fingers pushed through anger
Through layers of hate and lies
The nights of pain and anguish
The unheard and unloved cries
Her fingers touched the skin
So old and thin to touch
She felt the pain and sorrow
And finally knew how much
She stepped into the body
Crouched upon the floor
And felt the ice that froze her
Right to the very core
Together they moved to stand up
To approach the other two
This was when it had to end
The point that they all knew
Now the soul was shattered
In four distinctive parts
But they must learn to work together
For they don't have separate hearts.
Form:
Do you think I care
For your phony Arab spring
And dead trees and hot wind
I have never seen a spring without seed popping from the soil
I should know I am made from the dust of the earth
Spring must have rain and bring flowers
Like the peace people use to sell in California
Before I knew they were only exploited slaves
Following someone else's agenda
Muttering words that were meaningless to their existence
You see what I cannot believe in what I see again
I am a man of faith, and have always been
Since the blindfold fell like scales of history
There is no Arab spring
Only the death of the old undying resistance
That would not conform to nothing but self
Only the death of people in the street
Who does not know the puppiteer willed them
For if they return from the dead
What will they see
Only the same old things more dilapidated than before
Only the invisible hand doing visible things
Killing people and calling it spring
That the new world order may prevail
As a new nomenclature
For the same old stuff that has made us barren
And berefted us of dreams
I want my children to better off than I have been
I can only entrust to me
Sleeping at their door armed with a prayer and an angel
That is who we were
Before the primitive hordes came from the sea
Before the sea people defied the bounds of their habitation
Before our empires were stolen
And we ended up in cages at the Bronx zoo
Yeah, you should read that story too
It is only by prayers we suruvive
It is the mystic part of us, the first part they derided
Calling it animism, or some dark sinister stuff
Making us afraid to own ourselves
We abandoned everything and found no berth
In their new economic order
For we were always commodities or some sort of value in exchange
So those high sounding, idealistic documents
They copied from what we believe but could not bring to pass
Those constitutions were not about us nor our possibility
For we were not construed to have humanity enough for that.
Then are we suddenly men again
That the Arab spring should be something more than a sinister thing.
I stop believing in Trojan horses long ago
I mean it is there as a gift
But I will keep working the night shift
When there is no moon
Just remember what is the color of my skin
Because all things work together for good
And I cannot walk by sight in the darkness
So I live by faith in season and out of season.
7 Ravens
In a terrible time of famine, war, pest and inquisition,
a master Wicca giving homeless boys a apprentice permission.
They had to maintain a household in an isolated place,
working very hard to earn some recognition to face.
Collecting woods, herbs and edibles to survive
building a garden, harvesting some fields to strive.
When the moon was new the master summonsed the boys,
teaching them the art of magic, using dark power like toys.
The very same power was keeping those young men imprisoned,
some tried to run away, but got lost and ended up same place wrested.
He turned them into ravens, spying on innocent prey,
and gave them that illusion of freedom that they can fly.
The deeds of darkness had its toll and innocent hearts rebel,
they could not take the viciousness by mental means able.
The Wicca promised them the virtue of ultimate power,
focusing only onto the abuse by tragic endower.
The ravens tried to work together against the masters will,
but could not fit his evil visions to conquer the needed bill.
In disguise of 7 Ravens they had to visited villages,
creating distractions for the dark master to take advantages.
One Raven got injured during some chaotic rage,
a maiden of gentle touch, nursed the captured creature in a cage.
Not knowing that a boy is in this disguise of a bird,
and the young man was in awe of all he heard.
She was talking about a charming prince she dreamed to meet,
giving her the stillness for the loving longing as a deed.
The raven recovered and the boy’s heart was enchanted,
flying back to the brothers and the master will granted.
He told his fellows about the beauty he is feeling,
and knew it is the way to conquer all fears and controlled stealing.
They decided to fly to those villages to find some maidens of charm,
exchanging bodies to create loving features with no harm.
Soon they hearts where all full of joy and virtues abilities,
much against the masters witching capabilities.
His own manipulation fell against him by circumstance,
leaving nothing left to do, giving those young men the advance.
They swore an ode, never to use the art of dark power,
living a life with the meaning of celebrated love in any hour.
Still hearing from time to time the voice of a Crow,
sounding like the croaking noise of…. nevermore, nevermore.
Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe
With full apprecation of all thing concidered.
In respect to all that are involved..
Its defintion becomes it reason to exsist.
To grow from the seeds: which harvested
shall be fruit to nourish, and seed again for
it's future.
We those who see these things done, now
look to create and establish this day,
the means and ways to create.
The creation of this new entity from these
new begannings. This new Entity from this start.
For thoise who wish to chore and labor. In the industry
from the support of this company,
shall do so as employees.
Some with stakes: as stakeholders and visionaries.
Some as emoyees: but all together
as members of an enitity who
wishes to change the world with the influence of creation.
Standing on the surfaced plain, stacking the walls,
and roofing the the show. Doers of works.
Research, development, rehearst,
and displayed.
"Addio Padre, Addio Padre!
Soo right, Soo, Right
ah ooh redition
Publlic presentation
addio
Padre, So right , so right!:"
Collabarations and demostrations.
In the styles of now and future.
To influence the ulture it shall create.
In recreation and creation.
With the emphasis on creation
Showcasing talents, contracting events.
Catering to the many who like what we do
and those who wish to inspire change
by research and development.
Standing topside
looking
to other venues and helping
contract business for the need
of effeincancy.
Methods and strategies:
influencing and making
new fusions in all genres, where
the opendoor
will allow new people
as consumers followers
and business oppurtunites.
Job creations in temoray and perminat positions.
Learning how to teach people to do things our way
mifght we learn to adapt to do things your way.
Ladies and Gentlemen we
Now introduce you too
Trends Elegant
The crimping edges of fashion.
Auditions for the new Orcheastra,^0 peice. Singers both male and Female
Lead singers and Background Vocalist.
all types of musicains welcomed.
Both Traditional and Folktype.
We will work together
to create a modern sound.
To move, groove,dance,
or just good ole
foot tapping music.
Creation of Audiences using Demographic Targeting.
Music, Food, Fashion and Design.
Sports Wrestling.
A world: with A world.
Championed as Best.
Courtesy of I wanna Sing this One Music Company.
Up and down
left and right
we row and row
to seek the treasures
abundant on this land
mutual aid is needed
you cannot succeed on your own
remember, no man is an island
Up and down
left and right
we row and row
Behind every enterprise, there is support.
Individuals who show support
with hope and confidence
be it a small or big aid
one cannot rise on its own
without other people helping
working together side by side
Up and down
left and right
we row and row
We can reach our purpose,
we can, we can
If we work together
we will reach it, before long.
Up and down
left and right
we row and row
Challenges that we may face
be it rough sea currents
drenching us with waves after waves
drowning our spirits
even getting chased by wild savages
that wants to eat us
or hunted down by a pack of vicious lions
as long as we help each other
we will come through it
reaching our admired goal
side by side, gloriously
Some say that
the power of one is strong
however, being alone
makes one vulnerable
to be attack from many sides
having trusting allies
being alongside of each other
helping each other
we are sure to win
As the saying goes
a single stick
breaks easily
a bundled of sticks
stays strong
Up and down
left and right
we row and row
such is the same for wolves’
they work as a pack
they are strong as a pack
they succeed as a pack
they have each other’s backs
So do a ship
if the crew is organized
the ship crew’s functions well
the journey will reach its destination
if the ship crew is in disarray
it will bicker and plot schemes
that will destroy each other
leading to ruin
surely it will sink the ship
All for one, one for all
we rise
when united
we fall
when divided
Up and down
left and right
we row and row
the world’s bounty is open for us
to acquire and enjoy it.
Nothing is impossible
being united, anything is possible
Up and down
left and right
we row and row
there it is
land ho, land ho
the place that has it
the treasures that we seek
Up and down
left and right
we row and row
We are HERE
anchors away boys
we can land now
celebrating our success
to rest our laurels
enjoying our well-earned rewards
of our achieved dreams
Jealousy runs through my veins
I know that I have tons of brains
Regretting the fact that I'm so selfish
People don't understand me as if I'm talking gibberish
Pre-ch: Throw all of your flawless doubts
Embrace possibilities that open up new routes
Ch: Bring Me Out of the Dark...
Bring me out of the dark...
Please, oh please, I want you back, just don't attack
For you are my freedom park...
You are my highlight of my childhood memories...you were my candle that lit up the dark
The light in which brought me out of the dark
It brought me out of the dark
Seriously, why do I feel this cruel sadness?
My heart is scorching with impure madness
Back away or I will charge like an enraged bull
My head is spinning like the world around me as a whole
Pre-ch
Ch
Sick of reading poetry that brings me down...it's like dreading the fact that you lost your one and only phone
Wishing I can replace my frown and hang it upside down
Feeling like I've been getting out of hand
Longing to find a true friend who will understand
Pre-Ch
Ch
I lost my writings that meant dearly to me
But, write, I must with a heart of creativity
I remove myself from the comfort zone of tension
It's hard to take head of minor or major correction
Pre-Ch
Ch
I abhor the actions of the prideful man who lacks self-control
Haven't he learned to be respectful in his elementary years in school?
What if the world was overflowing with zealous and considerate people?
Clearly, the world prefers competition over an attitude of gratitude that's nonjudgmental
Pre-Ch
Ch
Bridge: Ooh ooh ooh
For I love you and all you do
I will try not to take advantage of you
If you want my help, I will be there
All of the family's burdens I will bear
I really want to be understood like you
It's hard to find my voice these dark days,
Drowned out in the waves of a million lies
Left with only one clue...who knew...
I would end up like you, but I have sympathy towards you
If we both want freedom and acceptance,
We all must struggle and work together
I know we all feel like our responsibilities double...we should stay true to our divine resemblance
Dispose of all worthless emotions for a moment and be the listener -
No matter what happens,
Light will outshine the dark - the light wins
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Form:
Innocent victims cry in the dark
Forced to take refuge in that park
Such wrath began to fall
For I shall never forget the day I got that call
Silence and sorrow heavy in the air
It was like nothing I could ever compare
Days turned to weeks
Thousands take dwelling beseeching for any relief
Thousands left waiting in utter disbelief
I was supposed to be deployed
Yet an injury kept me here
My fellow workers attacked at the dome
Traumatized and in complete fear some had to return home
I feel so guilty
So guilty I should have been there
Innocent victims crying
Innocent victims now dying
An event so devastating
The stench of death filled the air
We could not fathom something so unfair
I counseled innocent victims
Still sticking strong to their convictions
I still recall every haunting voice
Confused, frustrated and displaced
Innocent victims left without a choice
Families torn apart on that day
The day the levees broke
Families losing all hope
My job was to help them cope
Innocent victims left to cry in a park
Fear increases when light turns to dark
Like declaring Martial Law
Lives washed away, all humanity started to fall
On the dawn of a new day
So joyous… even an atheist bowed her head to pray
The media coverage was what really brought aid
Oh no!
Politicians began to look bad so of course something had to be done
Late in action but at least more help had come
There is still work to be had
Many left permanently sad
Entering in hundreds of names to locate the missing or those declared dead
Debriefed each night just to clear my head
I still remember so clearly the desperation and panic
When Katrina came in August
Life turned frantic
Overwhelming emotions; I felt completely manic
I will never forget the victims I helped in such grief
I hope when the bodies were identified; I wish just some…
Some could give a sigh of relief
It is important we do not forget those still suffering
The child who didn’t get the last kiss
The parents who will be dearly missed
We all have the ability to help
1,836 people dead!
Work together and ease the sorrow…
Another disaster could just happen tomorrow
Make time to reach out
So many innocent victims still in need
We all are capable of doing a good deed
I am the brown crayon in your crayon box,
and it is clear that you need me.
I can color in the sand your child plays in,
or I can be the trunk of the tree that gives you shade.
Don't try to make me just like you,
I am pretty sure I need you too.
I am the orange crayon in your crayon box,
and it is clear that you need me.
I am the color of the fruit that holds my name,
that makes a juice so very sweet.
Don t try to make me just like you,
I am pretty sure I need you too.
I am the blue crayon in your crayon box,
and it is clear that you need me.
I can color the sky that is the cosmos above your head,
and I can give you a refreshing drink of water.
Don't try to make me just like you,
I am pretty sure I need you too.
I am the green crayon in your crayon box,
and it is clear that you need me.
I am the color of the leaves that give you shade,
and I represent the money you spend.
Don't try to make me just like you,
I am pretty sure that I need you too.
I am the purple crayon in your crayon box,
and it is clear that you need me.
Your art teacher might have told you that my name is violet.
I am the color of grapes round and sweet.
Don't try to make me just like you,
I am pretty sure that I need you too.
I am the black crayon in your crayon box,
and it is clear that you need me.
I am the most popular font color on your computer.
I am the color of the lines that make the picture in your child's coloring book.
Don't try to make me just like you,
I am pretty sure that I need you too.
I am the yellow crayon in your crayon box,
and it is clear that you need me.
I color the sun that warms the day.
and I am the color of the lemons that make lemonade you drink.
Don't try to make me just like you,
I am pretty sure that I need you too.
I am the red crayon in your crayon box,
and it is clear that you need me.
I color the cheery that taste oh so sweet,
and I am the color on map to indicate heat.
Don't try to make me just like you,
I am pretty sure that I need you too.
We are the colors in your crayon box,
and we are sure that you need us all.
We work together in harmony,
but yet we are all different as can be.
Don't try to make us just like you,
We are pretty sure that we need you too.