Monthly Archive for October, 2011

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Sanctify Your Reason
By Samantha Noelle Golt

Have you seen the mess we are in
the illusions and the sins?
Have you seen the different faces
and the lights in their eyes?

Do you think that life’s a game?
There is no time, no space.
Yet one moment is too much too late.
Will you stand up and be brave?

I have the solution to this ordinary confusion.
Say no to the devil and Sanctify truth.

Come through to life,
Come with the fool,
Come into salvation.
Come through to love,
Come with your peace,
Come even through temptation.

Salvation, salvation, invasion from within.
Salivation, salivation, liberation from sin.

Do you know what’s bad, are you
the emotions and the thoughts?
Have you heard their different voices
the vibrations in your form?

Have you been searching for the truth or your youth?
Is your lifetime an endless journey? Where’s your permit?
Did you ever think to stop or to Rock?
And to follow somebody’s Mission? Get the Vision?

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WITHOUT THE MEETING OF THE WATERS
By Samantha Noelle Golt

I SEE WITHIN, THE MEETING OF THE WATERS
I SENSE A CHANGE, INSIDE YOUR HEARTS MY DAUGHTERS
I HEAR IT NOW THE MOMENT
I KNOW IT’S REAL, OUR FULLNESS

AND WHEN I PRAY, MY ANCIENT GOD RESTORES ME
I NOW BELIEVE OUR PATHS ARE JOINED IN WHOLENESS
I SEE YOU NOW MY BROTHERS

CONSCIOUSNESS RESTORED
OF RESURRECTION

I SEE WITHOUT, THE MEETING OF THE WATERS

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Budget Cuts
By Sean Trott

The state is over spending
so cut homeless agencies
Voted to cut NOP
Although they help fill the vacancies
Across our state there’s housing
That the homeless can’t afford
But we overlook the facts
The issues continue to be ignored
How many have to become homeless?
In order for them to see
I guess we aren’t even close
Although the homeless number
climbs beyond 4,003
We rallied showing how important
This program was to us all
They didn’t want to listen
They chose to dismiss us to the hall
We face a new challenge
How will we survive?
When government targets
The less fortunate too deprive
We are truly in need
Of help and support
But I guess it ends as another
Lesson taught
The day has arrived that all of us
Are forced to fear
We are in an emergency situation
Screaming for them to hear
Can’t they see they’re eliminating
The middle and lower class
We are only asking for a chance
Not expecting a free pass
The wealthy remain stable
Continue to look down on the rest
The emergency broadcast
system is speaking
Except “this is not a test”
We have reached crucial times
We are poor as we can be
I want to be helped and heard
Stop poverty from raining down on me
Let us have the chance we are entitled to in this
American promised land
Don’t walk over or push us aside
Please lend us a hand

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Mothers
By Sonia Golt

Like an Ocean deep within her
The love was again portrayed
For the children she had carried
Nine months till she gave them birth

There is not a greater love
For a woman to have known
Than the love she feels inside her
For the children that she bore

No one really ever warns you
Even though books you have read
That mention love for your children
Is the greatest love on earth!

This love can sometimes be painful
For their suffering you bear
No matter how many years
You will still forever care

Atoms fly within your body
Like little love hearts galore
Whenever you see the faces
Of your kids as they grow old…

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Simple Pleasures
By Sonia Golt

You know what makes me happy
the simple things in life
Like giving you a tender kiss
or just holding you tight

I love to hear the rain outside
and see the moon that shines
to smell a perfumed rose
or gaze up to the sky

I like to see the birds in spring
and hear their chirpy songs
and I adore seeing you smile
when we are both alone

I love to touch a baby’s face
because its silky soft
and to hold hands with my old man
who needs my firm support

I love to listen to your voice
when you call out my name
and for these moments I thank the Lord
for never losing faith!

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BRICKS
By Timothy Seal

Brick’s looking in at me
Ceaselessly staring me down
Not a thought can I keep to myself
The mortar taunting me
“Look! Look at me!”
“Look at how I stick!”
I scream but it does no good
It does no good at all
I scream but it does no good
Because the bricks absorb it all

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An Ode To Life
By Timothy Seal

Such is the life of an old sea snail
Silently sauntering within the boundaries of the sea
Unable to comprehend the beauty engulfing it
Simply because it is an old sea snail

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