Destiny Demands A Helping Hand

The Sins Of The Father In the hearts of the young to the old within every wondering soul, a spirit both bold and cold When the sins of our past become the future's task destiny demeans, demons feeding of our children's dreams Like the sting from winter's lash the buzzing flies of our dirty deeds…Read more Destiny Demands A Helping Hand

Hate At It’s Best

Hear the fear in a shallow tear never shy, let them cry concealed racial beliefs in hate's ills, pending bitter pills. A chill in the cold water's sting upon overprotective flesh when denied weary pride hope collides, will they confess. The gathering storms darker days are now the new norms oh expectant sense of this…Read more Hate At It’s Best

Tolerance!

When the anxious thoughts subdue a inattentive mind unrestrained neglectful hearts fear the pasting of time. Intuitively the frailty of hope precedes the failure to cope gusty winds of change before the gentle breeze is tamed. Manipulative grace the goodwill among men is guilty as sin currently cynical then curt, such deviousness is not overt.…Read more Tolerance!

Life’s A Song Write Your Own

"To live the life that you want first! you must do the things others won't, in the keys of life their is a song, letting a another write your lyrics would be wrong"    If you would but you don't, When you could but you wont. For pride! you'll live the lie no self value;don't…Read more Life’s A Song Write Your Own