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Easter 2014

I watched them drag him away
We all watched  as they dragged him  down the road
I was angry and sad
I couldn’t bear to look upon his bruised face
I remember him too well
He forgave me
I was termed an adulteress 
And was brought before him for judgment
But he shunned my accusers
And he gave me a second chance
And now I am helpless to help
I thought they would protest
They all loved him yesterday
But they wanted blood
 it was like a free show
I turned away, fell on my face and wept
I watched them flog him
I watched them bruise him
And I prayed
I prayed so fervently
That He would take the life of all of them
All of them who betrayed
All the soldiers that so eagerly whipped and mocked
My heart was bitter and heavy
I only prayed he won't suffer
But he suffered
 
Suffered from their betrayal
Suffered because they loved him no more
And as they put the crown of thorns on his head
I cried out
I stood there till he breathe his last breath
Watching him
And when he said "forgive them"
That was all I heard but I felt like he saw me
Through all the shouting and chanting
I felt like he saw only me
I felt like he was speaking to me and I turned away
I rent my clothes unbelieving of his love for these people
I felt the earth quake and heard the stories
I wept wondering what would be left of the earth
But somehow I knew he would come back

At first it was just grief
I refused to believe him dead
But then the rumors came
The messiah has risen
I thought it was the wicked that had come to taunt us
But I heard the story from John
About a free ticket  to heaven
And I took it without a second thought
He is the reason I sing
So let me celebrate Easter
Let me celebrate love, resurrection and grace

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I Will Wait

I will wait
I will wait till the sun falls down
Till the moon goes away in a frown
Till my name’s no longer a noun
I will wait till my dress is no longer a gown
Till I no longer live in a town
But I’m six feet under the ground

I will wait for at least a whisper
Till I escape the noise in a bar
When I don’t have to read a star
Till I feel your voice not far
And my thoughts it does mar
Till I hear your call and say sir
And im sure its you father
I will wait

I will wait
For im clear you never forsake
Clear as the lake
For indeed I you did make
And thou it was a piece of cake
But your breath for me you did take
And have loved me for my own sake
So here I am wide awake
Till my thoughts you overtake
And I will wait for eternity make no mistake
This is me saying I love you (a retake)

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Every Beauty Needs a Beast 2

He is in every sense a beast
Callous, without compassion
Without feelings or sense of decency
Without a thought for a second
His sarcasm spews out as running water
As lava erupted
But every beauty needs a beast

I refuse to believe it
And will not subject myself to it
Such man as lion
Ready to rip me to pieces
No, every beauty needs a beast
For going to him
Is like the taming of the shrew
And I am no intelligent lord
So to fire up my spirit
Then every beauty needs a beast

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Scarlet Woman

She is the scarlet woman
Accused and tried
Made to wear shame as a veil
To be prejudiced by the society
Somehow I wonder if soceity is wrong
She is a whore, an adultress 
A witch who deserves no pity 
At least that what mother said
Dad just smiled and whispers
Ladies should not speak of such thing 
But I wanted to meet her 
And I did
Nothing prepared me for what I  saw
Her cape was as red as blood 
Her veil as white as snow
And when she took off her veil 
I could see neither a witch nor a whore
Her beauty was not what undid me
But her glum eyes
That spoke of years of loneliness and shame
I would have walked away, I should have
But my sudden fascination stopped me 
Maybe it was that or something more
But that was the beginning of days from home
It was the start of an undying frendship
Before long I thought of her as a mother 
And though I wanted to defend her
From cusses that were undeserved
I thought to scream of her innocence
I must remember my place 
In the hierarchy that is the society 
Maybe I was  afraid of what my family would think 
Or afraid our frendship would meet its end 
So we kept our frendship a secret
And though years passed
Season changed, war passed and peace came 
Though kings reigned and loyalties changed
Our frendship was unending
She thought me to sing and write
And to have for myself a mind 
And then she died
On a day so bright she died 
Quietly and alone I buried her 
And then I mourned her
Mourned her life 
Mourned her death 
Mourned my  now lonely life 
Till I could cry no more
And everyday since then I have thought of her
Somedays I cry somedays I smile
Its been years since then 
And though I have just a moment to live
I still think of her 
And now that I have nothing to lose 
I tell this story to all that can hear 
Of my secret frendship with the scarlet woman


                                                                                                          COMFORT

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Rain Drops

thump thump.......
the rain drops stirs me awake
i open my ears
thump thump .......
i listen intently
to the sound of raindrops on the roof
i smile, a perfect weather
i'm not saying i always love the rain
there are days i'd rather play tennis in the field
but today is different
the rain seems to contain energy
and i am tapping into it

i look at the time
so much time to do what i want
more raindrops
i take time to admire the trees
the drop of rain on each leaf
and as it rolls down the petal of a flower
its going to be a lovely day

its quiet
the birds have run to find shelter
but i'm hardly bothered
because the sound of raindrops intrigue me
i love the smell of rain on sound
for a second
i wanted to be sucked into this moment
be in this place
where everything is simple and in order
but i turn away and smile
the best thing about the rain
i jump on my bed and put the covers over my head

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Every Beauty Needs a Beast 1

Every beauty needs a beast
Someone she needs to find
Someone she should search for
Someone she would misunderstand
And understand
To go back and forth with her
And tuck them in at night

Every beauty needs a beast
Someone she would cry for
And strive to comprehend
Someone she would reject
Until she realizes, she cant do without
Someone to run back to

Every beauty needs a beast
Some soul she would love
Love that looks beyond the face
Love that conquers
Love that in its own transforms
A beast to a prince
Every beauty needs a beast

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Love-What Gives

They say love makes the world go round
They say is the strongest force on earth
They say love is the light in the dark
And love is to share as feet is to move
They say love heals curses
And can turn a slave to a prince
But what is this love


Is it the sacrifice of a father
Or the escape of lovers
Or the pressure of peers
I have tried in so many ways
To understand what philosophers say
On the body of love
They too seem without words
Can this love 
Ever be understood

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When Love Is Like Rain

Sometimes love is like rain
Immeasurable when outpoured
Or love is as a seed of a tridax
Cannot be taken back when given
Can love be as the sun
Brightening the very lives of all who see it

Is love truly a trap
As I have heard from my peers
Is it a diversion into doom
Is it a complicated path to hell before hell

I read from tales and legends
Of the time before time
When only love existed
A time before man was made
Before earth was born
Could this be true

Love is told to be beautiful and strong
And it will continue to exist
Till time shall end and begin again
Could this be its reality 
I’m standing still and waiting 
To see what love has to offer

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Easter 2018

From the moment his spirit came upon me
I understood his sacrifice, his words that were to be
His teachings I had heard I could now comprehend
Though my story began before, let me start from the end

From when his spirit came and tongues changed
To his ascension after his final instruction
And his promise of the unction to function
Three times he asked ‘Simon do you love me’
Three times I said ‘I love you ‘with glee
Three times he said ‘feed my sheep’ 

And before that was his resurrection
The sacrifice that brought to all redemption
A bridge to God to end all siege
That makes all wrongs like water under a bridge
And transforms our heart like Sam at hacksaw’s ridge

A clean slate, a choice, a chance to start over
To be free from guilt that always hovers
Three days, he died, rose and restored me
Three days to take the key that would set me free
Three days was all it took. Happy easter!!!

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Murder In Game House

The moment the deed was done
I knew it was all a sham
The hidden guilt in their eyes
Threaten to betray their deepest lies
Now I wonder who
Took the soul of this cadaver


It all seems far too right
And yet something is wrong
The stories fit together
No change in perception or language
Like a game they choose to play
Fool me and take the crown

Who created this fiasco
Set the scene into play
With late nights and clues
It’s all falling into place
Run far as you can
I’ll catch you later on