Archives for December 2013

Warrior of freedom;

Angel wings hidden and remain unseen;

Born to set a bound nation free;

Who fought endless struggles just for you and me;

The epitimy of strength, love and humility;

Who’s eyes never saw race, colour or creed;

Who went to jail when he wasn’t even guilty;

Who would do that for another human bieng?;

I’ve been in jail and that ain’t the life for me;

I could never accomplish what he effortlessly achieved;

He endured struggles I’ve only seen in my worst dreams;

He showed us all what real unity is;

Nelson Mandela, thank you for freedom’s gift;

Finally you have found peace;

Even though it’s you, we as a nation will forever miss;

It’s the peace you fought for, earned and you deserve it;

So think of us as you enter Heaven;

And God welcomes you with these words “Well done my good and faithful servant”

I demand your love;
I demand your attention.
I know you’re married
I know you can’t go against your husband,
Even though it is so
Even though it is not meant to be.

I know you can’t let me died
You can’t stand seeing me leaving you.
Love me now or i’ll commit suicide.
I’m not begging you for sex
I’m not going to make you cheat to your man.
I just want you to love me.

Just say you love me,
Even though you’re not,
Even though i know you’re stopping me to kill myself.
Just foo me or else….
And i’ll be fool and not die.

I have you on my mind;

Can’t shake this feeling no matter how hard I try;

Even if my mind reminds my heart about all the tears you once made me cry;

It doesn’t change this love I still feel deep inside;

Yet I know the differerence between wrong and right;

I just can’t stop myself from missing you late at night;

And when I wake, that old lonesome feeling catches me off guard and takes my heart by surprise;

I force myself to forget, but my stubborn heart just misses you even more each time;

When I close my eyes then you flood my mind;

And if  by chance I forget and have a little peace;

Our song comes on the radio and I start missing what used to be;

Tell me will this feeling ever leave?

Or like Asthma is it an uncureable condition that without warning makes it hard to breath?

If I knew I’d miss you so much girl, I’d have begged you to stay;

But I didn’t so I let you slip away;

It’s a memory that’s become a regret that never goes away;

Playing like a broken record, a song I can’t change;

So after all the love I’d had since us, I’ve found that without you love just ain’t the same