Oh Lord


Oh precious Lord
Your love sustains us
Your ways give us peace
We long for your touch
We love you so much.

Even when I don't see
When I'm asleep you dance over me
When I'm asleep you sing over me

How I yearn to be where you are
Oh Lord touch us today
Give us strength to keep going and keep giving

Keep us under your wings
When I fly I will fly home to you
Your my one true love
To you I give my all

Keep loving us
For your love sustains us

Written By Betty Bolden
Jesus is my joy Ministries

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In this, Life

Volume Two


In This, Life”



In this, the carnival of souls

we chase the lost dreams of failed goals

give me one shot, just a single chance

and I will be gone in a single glance

In this, the circus of sin

we have everything with nothing to believe in



To explore the universe, surf the cosmos

looking within for the answers to this show

gaze upon a star and know the secrets of the lost

forgotten through a whisper all fables get sought



Here I still stand, broken but the heavens I still command

I am here, I am still breathing, as I am still alive

I will go kicking and screaming to survive

surrounded by the chaos of it all, walking this ghostly hall

haunted by the memories and what it all means

It feels like we are running in circles, chasing the lost dreams.

Beat an angel down and tear off it's wings

yet in the silent night, it's spirit still sings.



The strangest dance of them all

is to run and run till you hit the wall

or to become lost within their maze, lost within a haze

seduced by a lie, hypnotized until you die.



Tomorrow will come at a price I will eventually pay

to turn a sigh into a smile, as I face another beautiful day

to see the sand within the hour glass

when time seems finite why worry about the past.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

'From Psycho- Confessions'

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To Live Deliberately

 To live deliberately,
is to be thyself.
You are the seeker--
not the follower.
The one who does not live in dread-
His soul is a satisfied one.
The one who misses the point,
is the hungry one.
But Alas!
Fate is not merciful—
for it has constructed many stop signs,
borders, and obstacles-
for him; although he never even-
signed a contract to life.
Yet! deep inside,
at the bottom of his soul
and state of mind
a new feeling is erupting.
He smiles; a witty grimace…
And so it did. Did as he pleased,
Oh, but he was punished
Dehumanized- beaten--
for his actions
They speak better than words.
Best of all, his soul was satisfied,
but others were not.
“You are not living by the rules,
Your behavior is sinful”.
They not only capture his body, but
his mind is in a prison cell-
Unable to scream the truth.
They do not want to listen
to this absurd man,
But little do they know
what the truth is.
The man suffers distraughtly.
He is gripped into a sudden agony of despair.
Alone in this world. In these four walls.
Oh fate! but why do you treat me this way!
They might imprison my body,
but never! will they capture my soul!

Suddenly, after long hours of cold isolation,
a ray of hope ignites his dark room
and enlightens his frantic mind—
He has a choice-yes yes he does!
He is not a prisoner of his own mind!
he is what he is. Let this man live!
And he escapes-leaves
far , far , far away from this mad world
and searches “Nowhere” to his
ideal society.
He wants to go home.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My teacher asked me what it means to me to live deliberately. This was my answer. What is your personal insight of this?

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Sing me a Song

Ugonna Wachuku


That the moon may shine;
that the stars may bloom;

that flowers may blossom;
that birds may sing:


Sing me a song.
Sing me a song from
the depths of the sea.


Sing me a song from
the love in your heart.


Sing me a song from
the beauty that is you.
Let me feel the beat
of your heart at noon
when the sun is high
on the horizon.


Let me be near you
and in you for the
love that we share;
for the care you


Let me not depart
from your presence.


Let the smiling stars
be there to welcome us
at the beginning -
from lush, inspiring
landscapes and meadow
sea shores.


Let humanity learn
from the love within
our love. Let angellic
hands play this music
of the bountiful soul
from generation to


Just sing me a song.
And let me be who
I am because I too
will sing you a song
from my deep soul;
and let you be who
you are!


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