I am me Hard to imitate Protected with light I'll fill you with life I'm on the light side of the spiritual war Front line .. Naturally psychic With the Angel's by my side Walk with us xx Blessings to you I have always written poetry but I have recently explored other fields of literature through an organisation called 'Writing on the Wall' based in my home city Liverpool
The Power Of Giving
what is life without a fight without rights do we live to fight for our rights when is it right to fight to write about fighting for rights in this life this short life before you know it it's over it's done your day has gone the only rights you got now are your last last rights memories they're flashing before you visions of all that you seen and who saw you your brothers your sisters your parents they adore you they went before You They struggled in battles before you they did it for you and they let you know did you understand it? no? not until it was there time to go time to let go only then did you see eyes wide open now you're hoping now youl be coping now minus their presence now just the essence no physical presence it's dull nothing to show no one to show you what way to go this way that way ..right or left how long left no one knows that's the point I'm making give more than youre taking we all need waking open your eyes realise don't let them fool u get wise this life is a gift be free what you can't change let be explore the sea hug a tree these things are free cry show tears eliminate fears these days are yours..your years why you fighting the wrong fight wasting energy demolish with light ..the light you were given so bright you hold it tight release it let go it won't run out like time enjoy your time ...spend time don't rush..take your time make love last days go fast live today like it's your last you are a gift ..life is for living the secret of life is the Power of giving forgiving The power of giving is living peace xx
PURPLE CITY (96 LIVES)
Red for love Blue for sky's A tap full of tears a mothers eyes Dry are the lids from mourning salt Mothers world has come to a halt Love for truth honesty and pride Sky is were he lives mother dying inside Red for anger blue for healing Anger for injustice and Grief and lies Healing for the families of those in the sky's Red is our blood Blue our veins Vital to living in all that remains No blood without veins No veins with out blood Each play there parts without the other no good What use are our cells with no tunnel to travel.. to put right the wrong..the truth to unravel Destination the heart for it keeps us alive The heart is our city with out the devide Blue and Red side by side Red blood..blue veins one heart One Strong Heart with its own special beat Never failing organ ..justice we greet. For her child the mother she freats. .Her dreams tossed and blown As she struggled and still struggles she never walks alone The liver birds our symbol of life ... for the grieving father son or widowed wife The 96 and the many more lives lost untold Faught and still fighting with fists of gold The sun is not the sun if it doesn't shine If it hurts like a knife and cold as ice Tarnishes our city like an infestation of lice No artificial sun in black and white will blacken this city nor shadow our light No authority or leader no conscience just lies The truth is now out but the mother still cries. .. for he is still at the match the mother she cries. .. So for her we are strong United we stand Red and blue hand in hand The purple city? ..the city of light The city of pride for Justice we fight... YNWA
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