who was the first musician to sell a billion records?
I think you will only need one hint.
Graceland
I Will Always Remember You
Always, your age and memory will stay here
Age, that, what you mean, the unknown time
Of years. Those years. I can’t see. I didn’t see
Age, years, that you mean. That your age means…
Beautiful young missed age. Hmm. No chance.
Far your way. Remember you, someone. Else
Far. From far. From the erosion of my earthly life
You are in my heart. You are in a crystal frame
In your church. In a dark heart. Remembering love
Beautiful your light
Hmm. Beautiful love
Give me, please
Give me your light
From your side
Frome otherside
Be my guardian angel
Loving you, a guy
Was scoolmate
In the past
What you will is what you become,
a mind fed with the fruits of success
will make the world bend to its persistence,
dreams take shape in the mirror of determination,
and tomorrow is birthed by what you implant today.
How will I know it is You —
When Loss has closed the Door —
And Heaven hides its syllables
Behind a breathless Floor —
Will Silence bear your Accent —
Or Light — your tender Face —
Will Death release a Signal —
From God’s unbounded Place —
Perhaps a hush of Clover —
Or wings upon the Air —
Perhaps the Soul’s own Shudder —
That You — are truly There —
And if I fail to know You —
When all the Stars are through —
God will not mind my Asking —
How will I know — it’s You?
You will never understand
All colours are never fair brother
So learn to not to trust too much
Their are things that can never change
So when you walking your path
Understand that life is not shinny on the other side
There are troubles you must face not because you cursed it but
What ever is meant to be will be brother
So be the best version of yourself
And send negative energy so far away
You will never understand
I have been through a lot
Recently am getting better with my pains
I refuse to settle for less
So I have to move on to the next level
There are always challenges I don’t wish for
This are always the circumstances intruding my happiness
Yet I smiled all the way through
I refuse to be down and defeated
Is difficult to keep up
But i know I will make it in life
And when people question my energy
All I have to say in reply is
You will never understand
The God of glory comes today
All hail our good and mighty King
He reaches out and takes our hand
Gathered with the angels we will sing
His holiness does know no bounds
His mercy is great for all to see
He will hold us in the palm of His hand
Bless be the Lord God of my soul
We'll raise our voices, yes, we will sing
To do what you will
Your wishes fulfill
First, think if you still
Will welcome the thrill
If kindness you kill
Dad, is this the will I once craved?
All your jewels you have sold,
On penury your will engraved,
A fortune no hands can hold.
Your will holds lies that I see through,
Nothing of worth it defines,
And your conscience never pricks you,
To waste heap your will consigns.
I wept you left me not a house,
Yet you built many, I know;
Not that I grumble or carouse,
But my spirit you laid low.
I thought I'd get more from your will,
For you died wealthy, you did,
Your writ reveals a barren till,
And leaves me all I forbid.
I am your only child alive,
Your legacy lies in vain,
The grave where your true wealth should thrive
Holds silence, loss, and disdain.
Perchance, this is but your feigned death,
Then spare me this cold meanness;
Grief I'll wrest from my labored breath,
Till truth is told with keenness.
WHAT YOU WILL REMEMBER?
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moonlight on an empty bed
motionless words left unsaid
mist of forgotten hours
marrow deep, the grief remains
mourning is a memory, the ghost I wed
In the darkest hour,
The Devil thinks he's won,
Having dealt a heavy blow
To Goodness, Truth, and Love.
But as he smiles in triumph,
At the chaos and the pain,
For just a moment, he forgets
That Dawn is on its way.
And when the Sun arrives at last,
To pierce the blackness with its rays,
All of his evil work will fall,
For Night can never conquer Day.
..but he technically killed killed the most evil man ever
I will let that one penetrate your Brian
and no I didn’t misspell brain
‘Tis now the very witching time of night’
said Hamlet, referencing the dead
Whatever was going on
in William Shakespeare’s head
And there shall come a time,
when i shall pour out my spirit on all flesh,
and nigh, that time has now come,
the fallen angels shall be filled with my spirit,
AHAYAH ASHAH AHAYAH, HEYWAH, JA,
and shall serve as the slaves of slaves,
in my kingdom, for all eternity, in great suffering,
and against their will. Selah.
For I AM, and my name is AHAYAH ASHAH AHAYAH, HEYWAH, JA.
I am a poet
Not just any poet
But one whose heart
Both feels and bleeds
I write of many things
The rights of women
Corruption, discrimination, humanity
Wounds the world laughs off as jokes
Yet all I write
Slips silent as a black cat in the dark
My voice unheard
Even when my shadow cries for help
Still, I will write
Until my voice breaks through
Until my name is spoken
Not as a saint, but as one who saw the future.
God worked His wonders , through this obetient..And mostly humble man.'
God is the same yesterday today and
Indeed, tomorrow.' Divinely He plans.'
Signs of His passage.' On Moshe from
The 'get go' To this very day they still show
Of ' His guidance, of His Love
And The Way' we must go.' No prophet
No priest ordains right.' Unless the Spirit
Is guiding.' And though it be darkest night..
God is forever; the Everlasting light.' Work while He bids.'
Throw of the old yoke.' And He will surely win your fights.' As He did it for Moses
He will see all His true followers right
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