mom

come back

IN CHRIST'S IMAGE

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IN CHRIST'S IMAGE

Every person has a view
Opinions most hold strong
Never giving any space
To say at times we're wrong..

Surrendering takes blind faith
though, a mustard seed at least
This size we all can bear
Unless you love the beast...

Evil is within
The ego and the self
Battle for the win
You can pick your help

Though, my image is of Christ
Tell me what that means
Maybe I have tried so little
I'm less than any being

If were born in your image
Does one hold more command
While others feel no rejection
Though, The meek do all they can

Does our image hold equal souls
All hearts they beat the same ?
A knowledge we all comprehend
Our destiny is made

Are we born with equal sin
Forgiven by Christ's blood
The day you gave your son for us
Such pain that caused great floods

When lightning flashed across the sky
The thunder roared despair
Was it then you said "My Child"
You're equal in compare

Lord, I ask these questions
My ignorance is clear
The absence of your wisdom
I clearly need to hear

Some faiths our carved in stone
Their life concrete with self
Others struggle endlessly
Pray for any help

When I feel I'm at my end
It's then you carry me
I know there is an answer Lord
Please, help this child see

My ignorance seeks the truth
My thirst does not run dry
I want to see pride reflecting
Straight from My Lord's eyes

"You feel your hearts confused
your eyes alone can't see"
Some visions are deceiving
Leave other souls to ME

"Let your heart be kind
my lessons shall be learned "
"In the end your given equally
by what I feel you've earned

Inspired by Our Lord
Written By: Terri Lynn Waldrop-Vienneau 101
Dated: July 30th, 2005 07/30/05
Kaleidoscope's Ghetto 101

DREAMS

DREAMS


If I could see all future's past
cuz I know damn well I'm going back
To recognize and rectify
Denial is "The Great White Lie"

Always preparing for what might come
then yesterdays are all reruns
I premeditate and self prophesies
Then I feel the need to hide

I give the benefit of the doubt
I try to see what one's about
Percentage wise I have to say
I made their beds where I then lay

I've used my thumb for many rides
I've seen the world through other's eyes
A tumble weed in the air
The wind will take me anywhere

All destinations were unknown
Adrenaline was my make shift home
I spread my wings and took the dare
Not to hurt or be unfair

A part of life I can't explain
I had no time for inside pain
I took my chances and hoped to land
On my feet still in command

A couple cliches' I dare live by
That I can run and I can hide
Yet when I turn I only see
The reflections of my insanity

Not one should take this ride alone
Yes,ugly is right to the bone
The reflection in the mirror I see
It wants to look inside of me

In my dreams my spirits grow
Not the dreams of circus shows
The freaks of nature disappear
No more haunting circus mirrors

When I sleep I feel alive
When I wake I want to cry
Because the world within my dreams
fulfills my life and what it means

In my dreams I have control
Not the dreams of circus shows
The freaks of nature disappear
No more haunting circus mirrors

I know there's more than just one way
To find the answers when we pray
The world some say is our stage
Not white or black or even gray

Some will help as they would want
Others breathe just to taunt
Some feel an entitlement
The Martyr screams "I must repent"

In my dreams I have control
Not the dreams of circus shows
The freaks of nature disappear
No more haunting circus mirrors

By: Terri Lynn Waldrop- Vienneau 101
Witten: 4/30/2014
Kaleidoscope's Ghetto 101



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