Why?

Why do most people hate me?
Why do they treat me so bad?
Why do people ignore me?
Why do I feel so sad?

Why are most people so cruel?
Why do they treat me like I'm a fool?
Am I so different from the rest?
Or, is this one of God's tests?

Why do I feel so angry inside?
Why do I feel to run and hide?
Why do I feel like no one cares?
Why am I crying? Why all these tears?

Kamilah Bass

Being with the Lord

In all I think and say and do,
I long oh God to honour You,
For beyond earth, there's a place where I can see,
Your kingdom, filled with Your glory.

Very soon, oh Lord, will be the end of time,
When all Your children and I,
Will reign with You, forever on High.

Then, everyone will bow and proclaim,
"Glory be to Jesus' Name!"
This is why my life down here,
Without You Lord, is meaningless and bare.

So, thank You Lord, for filling me,
Now, I'll be with You for eternity,
Where, there'll be no more pain, no more tears,
No more evil thoughts, or fears.

Kamilah Bass

Everyone

My life has seen so many faces
Many I forget; interesting or not
When I think of the people I must've met
I've seen most everyone on earth

But I forget most people every day
Whether face or name or both
But God blows my mind when he says
That he cares for each person most.

Hayden Andrews

Grow

When I was just a baby,
mamma rocked me to and fro.
but now it's the wall ruler
to check me as I grow.

I remember Dad would say
you're growing oh so tall.
I remember Mamas whispers
it won't be long at all.

Now that I'm a big kid
I wish that I was small.
When Mama used to rock me
before I got so tall.

But, I will never forget it
she held me in her hands.
I shall never regret it
for now, I understanz...opps!

William T Hannaford

Blessed

I am blessed for having believed
Having committed my time to come
For he judges not my past; good or bad
But my life, faith, hope and trust.

Hayden Andrews

Hand in Hand

God can do it, and do it he will
But he seeks for us to try.
Not on our own, but in his strength
Allowing for him to take over.

It doesn't make less of that which I do
As long as his way to me is better
For he finds pleasure in my faith and my hope
As a father is proud of his children.

Hayden Andrews

Wisdom

A wise thought, falling far short
Sadly to be left behind.
But in the right place, one may understand
That same word could answer all.

Hayden Andrews

Take a Moment and Listen

Still. Come find an answer quietly heard
If a breathe, a pause, be sacrificed
Strive and find the key; a good plan
While wisdom's low voice is lost.

Hayden Andrews

The Sand Claims

So many dreams,
Too little time,
Why so inventive my mind?

I may not even do half that I plan,
But without the right resource,
It's all spilt in the sand.

Hayden Andrews

More than you could dream

Expectancy based on what has been
Possibilities from perceived ability
Seemingly open to all that could be
Secretly limited by life's humanity
God is good and he will
Give more that you expect him to..

Hayden Andrews