Thursday, September 13, 2007
Aim High
Are you going all the way?
Can you do it one day?
Rich Person you decided upon your destination?
Bash you really desire to travel there?
Rich Person you considered the fare?
Would you maintain the course of study with no alteration?
Purpose High! Be Steady!
When you travel up and down,
and true peace you haven't found
Perhaps your estimate of your possible is to low,
don't be too proud to impart a hand
your sense of accomplishment will expand
and you'll derive the necessary minute as you go.
Purpose High! Be Confident!
By helping others you will gain
So doing discontinue to complain.
As you lose yourself for the enrichment for others:
you'll happen your purpose so much better
you're living by the spirit of the law not the missive of the law
1 for all and all for one,
Simply all Sisters and Brothers
Purpose High! Person depends upon your success.
Keep your mentum up and eyes consecutive ahead.
Bash not change your course, be wary don't be misled
Be courageous, be consistent, be on time give all that you can-
purpose with accuracy, purpose with care,
the attention I talk of, the care, to share,
don't take too high to see an outstreched hand.
Purpose with love! Purpose High! There's the challenge.
Give it your best don't number the cost
less than your best and the high conflict is lost,
if you're given your very best you won't be blamed,
The Great Scorer, sees attempt and desire
the love of others their good to acquire,
and he ranks us upon the tallness and
the manner we've aimed.
Purpose High! Come Along!
Don't be discouraged life can be a lark,
We've aimed with love we've hit our mark
Don't take with arms purpose with bosom and soul
And if we aimed for the social welfare of others
We've hit our goal.
Purpose High! Praise God!
Labels: aim high, be confident, bible, christian, God, Jesus, praise God
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Dear Lord
Loving Burns me up
it's my truth and I'll state it again
of your debts I've had enough
so take back your "Hi's" in a frame
I detest this human race around me
when you speak to him to tease
all your human race makes is hound dog me
Dear Godhead above
phone phone phone phone call me up
if you please
Loving Burns me up
your the sap and I'll state it again
of your stakes I've had enough
so take back your whies in a frame
I detest this human race around me
when you jest to him to tease
all your human race makes is land me
Dear Godhead above
call me up
if you please
and who cares if it's just hit you now
I'm too tired to give anymore anyhow
too me everything is achromatic and white
you did me incorrect now I'm doing you right
Loving Burns me up
your so owed and I'll state it again
of your diagnostic diagnostic tests I've had enough
so take back your prevarications in a frame
I detest this human race around me
when you walk to him to tease
all your human race makes is buffoon me
Dear Godhead above
call me up
if you please
Loving Burns me up
your so owed and I'll state it again
of your tests I've had enough
so take back your prevarications in a frame
I detest this human race around me
when you walk to him to tease
all your human race makes is buffoon me
Dear Godhead above
call me up
if you please
Labels: Lyricist, Lyrics, song composer, song writer
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Five Poems on Death
Death Returns
Death returns: it establish no resting place;
I saw it in flight, last nighttime over the Sierras;
beneath the last trips of twilight—!
The condor's wings covered death's decent;
and semivowels now through the air in peace!
Yet death's tail-shadow go forths at dawn, to
go back at dusk, blue-bellied full—as
if it have swallowed a giant (once again).
The condor, the condor, likened to a fly in a web
decease happens no rest, only new flesh, new flesh!
No: 1949 8-27-2007
Death:
The Roots of the Earth
Death have a manner of saying Hello, when it intends Goodbye!
We beingnesses on earth's surface never really disappear—only
Transform.
From the minute of decease the organic structure will change, you can't
hear it, it simply acquires foggy—becoming the roots of the earth.
No: 1950 8-27-2007
The Mystery of Life
How enigmas to be born a human being
—and then to decease as one!
To be able to rinse off those old fleshy garments
of bark and milky-clay…!
We are the honored ones—(you know)
given to a whole human race system—:
1 manus stretch to Heaven the other to hell;
the truth is, we have got got got two flavors.
Those who have not been born yet:
adult male and animal are not so far apart
(and very difficult to please).
No: 1951 8-27-2007
Dialogue with the Devil
"I'll do a battalion with you," said He to me (the Devil),
"I have detested you long enough. I first proverb you as
a child—then when you were old adequate to do friends
I saw you again…. It was you who worshiped my kinds
of sins—then you broke away, but now is the clip to start
carving new adventures. Iodine have got left one run down and root for
you—let there be commercialism between us?"
I said back to Him, "Dark eyed, tusk scandaled, there
is none like thee, among heaven, Earth or hell; none with
such arsenic Swift feet, like your tongue—dark as midnight
are your shoulders—face of a dead seabed."
No: 1954, 8-28-2007
Selected for Death
"No, no! Go from me—!" I left decease lately in her sheath
—oh! Dim it was, for she surrounded me.
Thin, are her arms, yet such as a grip—they jump me,
immoveable, and left me…cloaked, as in a web,
a cocoon—subtle and fleet she was, like magic, in her
binding.
"No, no! I cried, "go from me, I have got still your taste—
your scent, your soot, your aye—halt!"
(But she wouldn't listen.)
No: 1952 8-28-2007
Death Passed Me Once
(1993)
This adult male knew the secrets of decease
(he project them over my head).
No adult male could cognize such as things, unless
he was portion of it.
And now he's gone, he up and left—
(just like that…).
Iodine called, "Are you near?" and he did
not reply me back.
Then at the end of my bed, I saw—why!
There stood in my infirmary room, the
eyes and shoulders of a great being:
He did not speak, —he simple watched
over me.
No: 1953 8-28-2007
Labels: Death Poems