HEART OF THE BELIEVER
(dedicated to the people of Palestine)
What a dreary day it must have been
the day they declared Hope died
certainly in passing, time stood still
listening as the breeze forlornly sighed
the weeping willow surely weeped
and some swear the heavens cried
for the nightingale had ceased to sing
because it's tears had not yet dried
the marjorams shriveled disconsolately
even the daffodils were robbed of their dew
I hear the wild iris withered slowly away
as great many begonia dwindled to a few
many grieved inconsolably, convinced
all had been lost that they cherish
they did not know they were blatantly lied to
because its obvious Hope did not perish.
It is alive.
It survives where peace and justice prevail
And in the promise of an innocent child
It is evident in simple acts of kindness
And in the curve of a sanguine smile
It is displayed in the triumph of courage
And a right obliterating past wrongs
It lives in the re-establishment of dignity
For the oppressed who overcame great odds
It resides where tolerance abolishes hatred
And where truth has conquered the deceivers
Hope rests on tongues that utter the shahada
And it flourishes in the hearts of the Believers.
(c) znc 1.09
the day they declared Hope died
certainly in passing, time stood still
listening as the breeze forlornly sighed
the weeping willow surely weeped
and some swear the heavens cried
for the nightingale had ceased to sing
because it's tears had not yet dried
the marjorams shriveled disconsolately
even the daffodils were robbed of their dew
I hear the wild iris withered slowly away
as great many begonia dwindled to a few
many grieved inconsolably, convinced
all had been lost that they cherish
they did not know they were blatantly lied to
because its obvious Hope did not perish.
It is alive.
It survives where peace and justice prevail
And in the promise of an innocent child
It is evident in simple acts of kindness
And in the curve of a sanguine smile
It is displayed in the triumph of courage
And a right obliterating past wrongs
It lives in the re-establishment of dignity
For the oppressed who overcame great odds
It resides where tolerance abolishes hatred
And where truth has conquered the deceivers
Hope rests on tongues that utter the shahada
And it flourishes in the hearts of the Believers.
(c) znc 1.09
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DARKEST HOUR
(For SM)
Walking in the valley of the shadow of death
Fear no evil, only God
They say there's six million ways to die
I say for each man, only one
At time predetermined
So live your life
Like every minute is the last
Make a prayer,
Let go of the past
Find peace, firmly hold fast
Look forward
To what lies ahead
Beyond paths yet to be tread
Be among the followed
Not the led.
Everyone has demons to conquer at times
You have yours
I've had mine
When darkness rears its head
At midnight's hour don't succumb
Summon willpower lying dormant within
Strike it dead
Pride is your shield
Courage your best defense
Hold your head up high
Jump the fence
If you fall, get back up
Dust yourself off and try again
And again
Until you succeed.
Envision in your mind
Destination in sight
At tunnel's end,
Discernible light
Don't lose hope
Fight the good fight
Like the Spartans defeated Trojans
After Paris abducted Helen
Achaeans challenged immorality
Avenged wronged right.
Remain steadfast
Find solace in faith
Deflect criticism cast
Maintain dignity and honor
Too often pawned
Don't be discouraged, you will win
For the battle must be won
And always remember
Night is truly darkest
Just before dawn.
Fear no evil, only God
They say there's six million ways to die
I say for each man, only one
At time predetermined
So live your life
Like every minute is the last
Make a prayer,
Let go of the past
Find peace, firmly hold fast
Look forward
To what lies ahead
Beyond paths yet to be tread
Be among the followed
Not the led.
Everyone has demons to conquer at times
You have yours
I've had mine
When darkness rears its head
At midnight's hour don't succumb
Summon willpower lying dormant within
Strike it dead
Pride is your shield
Courage your best defense
Hold your head up high
Jump the fence
If you fall, get back up
Dust yourself off and try again
And again
Until you succeed.
Envision in your mind
Destination in sight
At tunnel's end,
Discernible light
Don't lose hope
Fight the good fight
Like the Spartans defeated Trojans
After Paris abducted Helen
Achaeans challenged immorality
Avenged wronged right.
Remain steadfast
Find solace in faith
Deflect criticism cast
Maintain dignity and honor
Too often pawned
Don't be discouraged, you will win
For the battle must be won
And always remember
Night is truly darkest
Just before dawn.
(c) znc 1.09
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