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God Watches As Satan plots As the Earth turns As life blots As feelings thrive As stars dive As people wonder As dreams slumber Be one in yourself Be one in the same Not one in a million Not just a name Stay true to your being That you should be seeing Dwell in your best . . . . . . and let the Lord to the rest _for all who seek and find these fortunes shall have humble skies on Heaven and Earth. © by Jimmy Age 17. Don't be afraid to stand up And raise your hands to sing. Don't be afraid to worship Our world's Lord and King. Leave the worries at His door And don't let your hate seal your fate. Our Lord's love, there's always more. I'll preach my God's vision Right out loud To anyone listening. I'm not afraid to face the crowd. Don't be afraid to stand up And raise your hands to sing. Don't be afraid to worship Our world's Lord and King. © by Jimmy Age 17. |
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People are afraid of the night, the darkness, Only because they cannot see. They are afraid of the darkness, of things Light and vision cannot show. It is mysterious how things are hidden in a way Only the moon, the stars, the animals show. It is a new world. Embrace it, not with fear, But love and curiosity. Go into the night; do not wonder what is there. Find out, explore and learn, discover This new frontier . . . Now you see what you cannot see. © by Jimmy Age 17. Through the night it wanders To survive. To live, it hunts. Through the night it watches. Every move you make, it sees. Like guardian of the sky, It flies. At dawn it goes home To sleep, to rest. At dusk it comes out again, Doing it's duty as a watcher, Guardian of the sky, the night. © by Jimmy Age 17. |
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With my problems from earlier today, I look at the night sky and wish them all away. Gazing at the moon, Thinking about serenity, I observe it shining and staring back at me. Like a crystal ball It's peering back at me. It can not solve things, But it can help things. So when I'm lonely, or feeling depressed, It helps me forget the rest. Not everyone's nice; Not everyone's lucky. So that's how I play my day. Speaking truth and speaking wisdom, It's all that I have to say. The moon's still peering, Reminding me that I'm not alone. It's staring back at me. © by Jimmy Maybe you'd be content with society If you didn't try to force your egotistical views on others. Your little club won't save your soul tonight. Do you even see the light? The light that's shining, oh, so bright. Your contrived books will seal your fate tight . . . Built by the hands of cons. It's not your right to say others are wrong. Take a look at your past. Please, just glance back. Look at your past. The errors and answers are right in front of you. All you have to do Is tear off the blindfold Satan has put on your face. The light won't blind you But the blindfold will! © by Jimmy |
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