What if, the world wasn’t so swift? It wouldn’t be adrift and caught in an awful rift.
What if we acknowledge each other as sisters and brothers? Instead of separation we become a congregation, under GOD one nation.
From your eyes can you visualize a world that proofreads so there’s no misdeeds can you conceive, seems hard to believe.
A world of peace no need for police, What if all nonsense would cease? Rather than a world of corruption which has exploded like a volcanic eruption.
Greed, lust, gluttony and deceit, it failed before looks like we’re destined to repeat and it’s no mystery just look back in history.
What if we got rid of hate, swollen egos we deflate and make the crooked roads straight. Where love would dominate. What a beautiful world it would create and believe it or not, this is our true fate. So keep your faith for good things really do come to those who wait.
So what if we get rid of the drugs, turn around the thugs, put down the guns, stop trying to live just for fun and get from under the rule of The Unholy One. Now how do we expect to win living by the seven deadly sins.
So think twice and don’t get caught in your own device for the world is about to pay a very high price. Now what if we take The Good Book’s advice. We would find the true meaning of PARADISE.
I once was walking in the dark , I thought I was living the life. Thank goodness for Rehab. They started to set thing right, It was there I found The Lord and and saw the Light. Now these poems I started to see and hear. When they come in sight I write. Thank You LORD. Now all the other, the past is, how they put it. Just water under the bridge. GONE. Never to return. Now I am Just a laid back kind of guy, Who's about to spread his wings and fly away to a brighter day.
The legato of language and lingo, The dance of diction and dialect — Have you ever considered the difference A little letter or two can effect? Texture of tense, Savor of sense, The nuance in a sentence — What’s really
I went into the jungle And what did I see? Bodies of soldiers, ours and theirs. I looked from the jungle And what did I see? Families of soldiers, ours and theirs. Standing at an airport Mom and dad waiting,