From The Very First Minute,

I Felt The Life,

Could Feel Him Jive.

I Simply Cannot Explain

To Someone Not Yet Through Such Pain.

The Grieve I Now Feel,

Like – Will It Ever Heel?

We’ve Bonded Well

And Fell In Love,

The Question Now

I’ve Got To Ask.

Can I Ever Forget,

Will I Ever Again?

Not First Time Around,

Maybe The Next,

Though Not The Same.

Every One’s – Unique,

No Two A Like.

Please Let Me Keep

For The Last-

Time Is So Quick,

Now You Feel Me-

Now I Am Not.

We ought to be

The world will lead us all astray,

If we follow their wicked ways,

Of their method of dressing

And doings of the strangest things

We ought to take heed

Of what the word of the high reads,

Take note of His instruction,

And so also avoid all major destruction

To this world, we should not conform,

A difference  we ought to be

Need to be calmness to the storm.

And have our love to show.

What if, he wants us to hear

But we are stuck with fear

And if he wants us to believe

But we just cant preceive

What if we waste to much time

And its worth more than a dime

The hedge

Sitting and watching and looking to see,

what’s happening  over the hedge,

thats facing me.

have got this all figured out,

but cannot quite say,

could be a ditch, might be a pit.

So deep and so wide you can hardly believe.

what will it be like on the other side,

Will i have to  run and would i have to hide,

or will God say well done my son,

That is something i so badly want,

to be with Him on the other side

Pride gets in the way

Its a cold winters night,

And i have a long road home,

As the clouds pull together tight

The rain just start to fall.

To my rescue is a longst lost friend that i once had

He pulled up just in front of me few steps away.

Couple of months ago we had this fight,

So long before this winter night.

We haven`t made amends just yet,

Is this the chance? Went through my mind,

But when i saw her sitting there,

I couldn`t help to walk away

Few weeks have past and he`s now gone,

Will never see his face again.

He passed away, and left behind.

I have to live with this resent

As on that day he reached to me

Why did i let pride rule my life.

Will i ever forgive myself,

Or will i be to proud for that ?

Victims of this villain

Forty knots an hour,

Blowing across the mind of the innocent child,

She became the victim of what is called the world,

She wasn’t even given a chance to live her life as we did then,

Life is being lived so fast, you know it happened, just not when,

I hate the idea that introduced this thing

Seem so harmless, but it has a sting

Poor young children, victims of this villain

This had changed the way some talk

And even the way some walk

It used to be with heads up high

Now not even hello, good bye

Sleepless nights,constant fights

Marriages crumbles, families stumble,

When will it end, is a thing i wonder?

How will we calm this storm

Stop right now and let all be warned

Delete the icon, and be safe from morons

His fight for you

My tears, my mind, my heart, I cry

When I think how He had to die

My wrong, my will, my sin, I know,

The reason for His blood to flow

His pain, the cross, His death, the grave

A man, a king, the Lord that saved

So pure His ways, so pure His prayers, so pure His life

To be like Him we need to strive

With His life that paid to set us free,

On the cross He died for me

The Ransom Sheep on hill of heads

Marks the place where His blood was shed

He lived, He died and paid the price

And as He promised, He would rise

He rised, He lived just as He said

This is the part that makes us glad

The Lord himself had fought for you

This is to show His love is true.

Fifth of the great November

Oh well, it’s that time of the year

The English around bonfire with a beer

I don’t understand it, it neither’s nor clear

All I say is oh dear, oh dear, oh dear

Celebrations on this day,

Should it be banned?

I don’t know, but I’m not a great fan

It’s all about the fire work night clang

Again I say oh dear, oh dear, oh dear

It’s the fifth of November

And it’s Guy Fawkes Day

When the poor animals are in complete disarray

The dogs, the children, they live in fear

They are so scared, but nobody hear

Poor pets are running and hiding away

And this is a portray of absolute dismay

The Children are crying

At the sound of the firing

Remember; remember do you remember

The fifth of the great November

Hectic weekend, was it not?

Hectic weekend, was it not?

From US, Arabia, Brazil, to Bangkok

A woman arrested for driving a car

Trying to safe the life of her Pappa

A ferry that’s sinking in the land of the Thai

When tourist were traveling on the Sunday

A Buss that’s falling off the road, 100 feet

And survivors were treat…

And then were discharged.

A Woman in Saudi may not be a drive

Even when meaning to saving a life

Women in Kuwaiti have far more rights

Cause they have permission to join in the fight

When traveling on ferries

Make sure it is not daring

With too many people on the transport

You may just be forced to jump over the board

A bus driver also needs his good rest

Without it, he’s not at his ultimate best

When taking the bend and taking abyss

And driver is tired, it is a great risk

With all this in mind and the weekend is gone

We know there’s a time for death and a time to be born

It is so sad for those who’ve moved on

I pray for the families to stay strong

May God be with them to carry them through

Even when family are cut and are Hew

Just know that His mercies are every day new.

All Escape

As per Roland and the fed’s aviation

This happened far north in desperation

In some area next to Michigan

This came to pass around six after noon

Almost the last sunset for them a bit too soon

Close to the sight of the new moon

As one crashed in common cycle shape

With this one, that way; all in gape

But all present managed to escape

At almost two point three miles high

They went to dive from the sky

What seemed to be collusion

And this points to some confusion

Just prior to jumping out

The trailing plain came knocking loud

The impact caused a fireball

And thank you Lord they freed them all

But to a large and hectic fall

While one pilot managed to flee

The other landed the plane in three

The skydive chief said It all

That they managed a “safe” great fall

Can only imagine what a brawl

What Is It Like To Die?

I Wonder What Is It Like To Die,

I Can Imagine The Last Few Minutes.

Some People Arent Ready So They Cry,

Others Love Family’s Last Visit,

Prepare Yourself For This*

How Will It Be For Me,

Will I Be At Ease

Will I Have Peace?

Will I Be Ready,

Humming Or Singing A Melody.

Would I Still Want To Write

Or Would I Put Up A Fight,

What Will The Last Minutes Be Like?*

I Dont Want To Imagine ,

Coming To The Gates Of Heaven,

Being Shown Away,

Cause The Path I’ve Gone Astray,

To God I Pray To Make A Way,

A Child Of His I Long To Stay.

That I May Live And Not To Die,

Repent My Sin And Not To Fry,

What Is It Like To Die?

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