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Twists and turns are life
Happy or sad, you decide
It shall stay that way
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Just row the boat,
Just row the boat,
Even if unknown why.
Just row the boat,
Just row the boat,
And man, you'll go high.
Just row the boat,
Just row the boat
Even if your hands give up.
Just row the boat,
Just row the boat,
Even if you've had enough.
Just row the boat,
Just row the boat,
Even if you're stalked by sharks.
Just row the boat,
Just row the boat,
No matter how grotesque bruise marks.
If you row the boat,
If you row the boat,
You may reach luck's open arms.
If you row the boat,
If you row the boat,
No more emptiness in your palms.
If you row the boat,
If you row the boat,
At least, you gained exercise.
If you row the boat,
If you row the boat,
The decision; remarkably wise.
If you row the boat,
If you row the boat,
Mistake; an antonym.
If you row the boat,
If you row the boat,
You may just reach Him
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I am thrown into the open air
with faith that I will be caught
I eat the delicious food served
with faith that poison exists not
I live in this small world
with faith that I am secure
I learn many things
with faith that I will remain pure
I board an airplane, to venture someplace
with faith on the pilot, that I shall reach
I sit in the class, full attention
with faith that wisdom, the teacher shall teach
I ride the boat of truth, in the river of life
with faith that He shall row
I hold a tight grip on God's hand
with faith that he will never let go.
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Ages, eras
Pass on by
in essence
Time flies
But what have we come to
As a society?
Simply falsehoods
And false piety?
Sorrow, hate
Ruined fate
Terrorism, controversy
As of late
Do we really comprehend
The effects of our defects
The implications
Of what we elect
What we elect
For society to accept
What eventually reduces us
To ignorance's depth
From everything now
Today, yesterday, and tomorrow
It seems as though
The default emotion is sorrow
But not all hope is lost
For there is a light
It may be in the distance
But there is one cost
We as a society
Must choose to resolve
Our immorality
We must dissolve
We must vanquish
All hatred and conflict
That we create
And that media depicts
Maybe if we take this
One step at a time
We may step out of this abyss
Out of this paradigm.
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It is an ocean
through which we swim
It is a glass of nectar
filled up to the brim
It is a lesson
taught by the Lord
Beware, it's fragile
yet as strong as a sword
These days man
underestimate its worth
Many people die without their dreams fulfilled
so fulfill your dreams from birth
It beholds many bounties
that are hidden from you
To see these wonders
needed, is a different point of view
If you follow your dreams
and use your mind
peace and the meaning
of life you will find
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The thunder to the rain,
The fire to the smoke,
Is what we call anger.
The heart of the devil,
The root of all evil,
Is what we call anger.
The weapons to the war,
The accident to a car,
Is what we call anger.
The enemy to a friend,
The start of the end,
Is what we call anger.
The lightning to the cloud,
The assassin among the crowd,
Is what we call anger.
The crack to a cup,
The down to an up,
Is what we call anger.
The alcohol to the driver,
The shark to the diver,
Is what we call anger.
The fire to the wood,
The bad side of the good,
Is what we call anger.
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The background;
No matter how artificiality conquers,
The background, shall remain.
City lights snatch the soothing darkness of night away,
However,
The background, shall remain.
Cars, smoke, pollution, whatnot;
Bury the sky, unreachable,
One thing, however, remains untouched,
The background, shall remain.
Now matter how much civilization tries to get rid of it,
God's handiwork; inked, invulnerable,
The background, shall remain.
As Earth shall ascend its grave,
The epitaph shall remain,
The background, shall remain.
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The future is a mystery,
and the past has been through.
We'll soon be in the future
including me and you.
In between the past and future
There is only one present.
All can be compromised
excluding, peace and pleasance.
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