I am still the one Who prays for you First thing in the mornings And in my prayer I ask you To get rid of my winter blues I am still the one That woke up tired today Yes today we are having a blizzard I am not going anywhere today I am going now to my living room I will turn my computer on And due some work for my father For a couple hours All the poems I write are Different It is interesting how it comes out All my poems That was written with different feelings That comes straight from my heart Yes I been writing poems for 30 years I started to write poems 30 years ago My first poems that I wrote were not that Good Yes I needed to practice writing poems Daily Now after 30 years My poems are better I write about all different subjects Also I stop writing dark poetry Because it was very depressing for me |
What I got to do For my Father To accept me The way I am I am praying every Single night for my Father Before I go to sleep I never miss a night praying For my Father Also I never let my Father down When I make a promise I keep I never brake it Because that might make My father upset And I am not planning To make my Father upset Because that would be A wrong thing to do My Father did a lot of good things For me Now it is pay back time I need to work together To bring peace Into so many people's lives Because it is peace that is missing In so many people's lives Also the poor people are suffering Every single day We hate to see the poor people suffering We know that They are starving every single day Nobody will feed the poor Besides my Father and me It is sad to see the poor people starving And also being dehydrated Yes we keep than hydrated Also every night I pray for the poor That lives in our streets Also they spend their days Begging for food We don't encourage that Because they buy rum To drink and get high We are not happy that Some poor people have a drink problem Also thanks good the poor people Don't have the money To buy cigarettes Because they would be Destroying their lungs Also they would die Of lung cancer |
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Quem me dara o paraiso For me to live I hope it will be my father I can't wait to go to My Father's paraiso Because I know that My father's paraiso Will be peaceful for me I just don't know When this will happen I am waiting for this to happened Maybe it will only happen when I die I don't want to have anymore Distraction when I am Working I need to concentrate in my Writing I can't afford to make anymore Errors when I am writing my poems It has to come clear The message I am trying To give to my Father Hopefully he can pas it To his people Nobody will die of frostbite So come and stay warm Inside my house all throw the Winter When the spring comes You can go back to the street again Eventually Then it should be Easter when we will have A feast for my Father On good Friday |
Born Born to enjoy nature Born to swim in the body of Elora Gorge With a life jacket of course Born to sing songs to people and Mother nature Born to try different foods Born to be living among different cultures Born to shine Born to write how I feel from the inside out Born to have my own style of clothes Born to dream about cars on fire one night Born to dream about tricycle the second night Born to wear a bandana Born to dream about Indian ladies wearing saris and Muslin Wearing Jihrads that cover their face Why do they hide their beautiful faces? Is it because they are trying to hide their identity |
I am serious Don't make a fool Of yourself When you are talking to me We are all Brothers in heaven Yes my Father Made all of us The earth is our Temporally home For now The day we die we die We will go to heaven And there we will rest in peace Once we are in heaven We will be united also With our loved ones That we been missing For a long time Now we are looking down from heaven And we can see the friends We left behind on earth The friends we left behind Is grieving for us |
Another day is over The sun went down finally And now I just saw the beautiful sunset And now It is my bed time And now It is time for me To take my medication And go finally to sleep And now I am sleeping away During this long night My Father made this long night For us to sleep And now The new day arrived so fast For me I can't believe it is time For me to wake up To another day And now It is raining again today I am going out now For a walk I finally put my raining jacket on I finally took my umbrella out of my Closet The umbrella will keep me dry Now that I am walking outside And now that Winter is over I can rest in peace And now it is finally Summer time Everything is blooming again So beautiful |
Only God knows we survive here Because he keeps us to stay alive Every single day And we keep living our lives For God every single day We try to be good servants to God We wash God's people's feet Every single day And God's people are Also happy to have their feet Washed by their servant Now God's servant Will preach to his people The Bible That was written by God It is lunchtime now Now God's servant Is going fishing In their fishing boat They are now fishing some fish Now God's servant Is cleaning the fish That is the worst job to do But it has to be done Then it will be ready to Barbecue I also took a peak in the sky And I did see any sign of rain We had a beautiful sunny day At 2:00pm The people of God had their lunch The servants gave the fish with a dinner roll To the people And some red French wine to drink With the meal After God's people finished eating The meal They had drunk the French red wine And suddenly it started to rain down Very hard With Thunder and lightning We all had to run So we won't get soaked The sky was dark and grey Yes God's people are very poor But they are rich in spirit And they also have Faith in God Yes God's people wear second-hand clothes That there God bought from The second-hand store And they love the casual clothes That is the style of clothes they Loved to wear Also, God is not rich He has a limited amount of money To live Also people Please understand that money Doesn't grow on tree |
Mein geliebter GOTT You gave us a wonderful world For us to live After you made heaven and earth Also you had created us after you Made heaven and earth The earth you made it Very well With flowers by the ocean Also by the ocean was plenty Of trees Some birds you made with your Holy hands They already fished their food To eat Now they are resting on the tree Branches And also singing for us Their beautiful songs I personally enjoy hearing the birds Singing Now the end of the day Arrived fast The sun went down And we all saw the sunset Now the night arrived The birds went back flying High in the sky |
Beleza pura Is the nature That my Father Had made with His holy hands Before he made The human beings Here on earth And after he made The human beings He had placed us here on earth To live I don't know if The other human beings Appreciate the beleza pura That is the nature As much as I do I must tell you Father You had done a fine job Making the beleza pura That is the nature That I enjoy so much During the Summer In the parks you planted The flowers And they are a show of Colors Today during the Summer I took a peek At that beautiful sky That is blue with the Withe clouds And I didn't see any sign of rain Also the birds were Flying Very high in that beautiful sky Yes father we are having a heat wave And that is no good for people That have heart problems Because they can also die From the heat warming Father can you please Hurry up and bring us some Rain because we didn't had Any rain now for 20 days And we want you to cool the earth |
Mein geliebter GOTT You gave us a wonderful world For us to live After you made heaven and earth Also you had created us after you Made heaven and earth The earth you made it Very well With flowers by the ocean Also by the ocean was plenty Of trees Some birds you made with your Holy hands They already fished their food To eat Now they are resting on the tree Branches And also singing for us Their beautiful songs I personally enjoy hearing the birds Singing Now the end of the day Arrived fast The sun went down And we all saw the sunset Now the night arrived The birds went back flying High in the sky |
Limiting the internet Would make me frustrated Brother poetry is my life I hope to be a poet for many Years to come I can’t image the world without poetry I think it would be a dull one Also I use my computer to write my poems When I am writing my poems I am sending a strong message To the world that is in trouble Brother you are putting some road blocks In my life I can’t live my life with roadblocks and curbs My father had removed the roadblocks and curbs Now I can finally live a life without roadblocks and curbs Brother I don’t need you to tell me How to run my life Father I am proud of you For being my father Many years ago you made me The men I am I was born to be your poet |