Living

True Likeness The face of God I am to see For I am blessed as I shall see As every morning she opens to me Giving me love deeper than the sea My heart doesn’t long for paradise For God is with me in guise The peace of heaven is on earth As every mother that spreads mirth If God came down I wouldn’t know To kneel down or bow For all my life I thought His Greatness Was in her ... His true likeness

A Mothers Plea When all have forgotten my son’s braveness, In the quiet of the darkness I ask myself did my son die in vain, And is all this worth a mother’s pain. When all around is death and sorrow, And my son was fighting for a better tomorrow.  I beg the world to end the hate, Before this world fades and it’s too late. When dawns this day of peace’s victory, It will be a celebration for history. But I pray that hour may come soon, Before the silence of the graveyard in the ruin

An ode to this century We live in times where wants are planted While needs remain to be granted Where power alone can speak And truth has become meek We live in times where we forgot to enjoy a sunny may And curse the rain that ruined the pathway Where the rich abuses the earth While the poor man cleans it for a penny’s worth We live in times where children feel in a cage, Wait for youth and then detest old age  We live today only to regret yesterday And forever hope tomorrow will be a better day We live in times where we work to repay what we borrow Give up on love and gather only sorrow Home becomes only a place to rest Filled with things that we may need, lest We live in times where we have stopped wishing for freedom And desire innocence more seldom Where privacy has become a luxury Even if it leaves others in quiet misery We live in times where change is crying for help Bravery is reduced to a timid yelp And we go on li

Until I dance When the notes start tricklin And I am on the street standin There’s a move that screams to be free For I want nothing else than to be me Mother wonders if a man will like my dance For a girl is allowed only a prance But nothing brings joy other than this For I want nothing else than what I miss My friends think I am on something But who cares I want to swing   So give me my song this one last chance For I am nothing else until I dance