something I posted on Myspace. I hope you enjoy...: (You Brought Me by J. Moss)<--this is songs that I'm listening to
I'm starting to realize that the only friend on campus that I have, besides the Lord, is my CD Player. So Monday-Thursday, I hang out with my 2 friends, Jesus and my CD Player. One major problem that I have is when an opprunity shows up for me to start a conversation, I don't take advantage. Sometimes my mouth open to say something but nothing but bad breath comes out. So basically this is a habit I want to break. One praise report though. I stopped looking at women with dirty thoughts. I learned out to control my though...
Created by: Eniz T
WE CALL THEM MOTHER (a famine seed)
I want to tell you about a story I heard
Wisdom spoke to me yesterday, and told me of a, sparkle she created
Designed…… out of her own essence
It was soft and beautiful, gentle and graceful
She wrapped it in soft white feathers
And call it a dove…………….
She cherished this dove; nurtured her……..
Wisdom gave her, the secrets of contentment
She cultured her, with the knowledge of flight……..
So the dove could soar…..
Above the pressures... The thoughts………
mother said I was born wicked-page 21: THEY HAILED A TAXI FROM AMONG THE RANKS
AND WE DROVE OFF INTO THE NIGHT,
NEVER BEFORE IN MY CHILDHOOD DAYS
HAVE I SEEN SO MANY BRIGHT LIGHTS,
THEY SHINED FROM TOPS OF LAMP POSTS
AND LIGHTED ALL THE STREETS,
THERE WAS EVEN A LIGHT IN THE TAXI
BETWEEN THE DOORS AND THE SEATS,
I WAS STILL VERY EXCITED
AND TALKED QUITE A LOT,
FROM VICTORIA TO BRIXTON
A MOUTHFUL OF WORDS THEY GOT,
CAN’T REMEMBER ANYTHING I SAID
AS WE TRAVELLED DOWN SOUTH,
BUT WHEN WE GOT TO BRIXTON
THAT’S WHEN I SHUT MY MOUTH,
BONNY JUST KEPT ON STARING
RIGHT UP INTO MUMMY’S FACE,
THE SAME WAY HE GAZED AT HER P...