Peace, alone, will save the day

All you people raise your hands
To our God who understands
Hear Him as tries to speak and say
Peace alone will save the day

Yes you're feeling feelings deep inside
Waves of unrest are creating a tide
Of people running here and there
When will My people turn to prayer

All you people raise your hands
To our God who understands
Hear Him as tries to speak and say
Peace alone will save the day

How is this the answer to it all:
Disturbing actions..creating a brawl?
Is this the America that we love
All you people hear God's word of love:

All you people raise your hands
To our God who understands
Hear Him as tries to speak and say
Peace alone will save the day

Without true insight peoples rise
Screaming insults, boisterous cries
Creating divisions instead of peace
All this dissension needs to cease:

All you people raise your hands
To our God who understands
Hear Him as tries to speak and say
Peace alone will save the day

Cries From Within: From the city of Queens.....Donald Trump...

Reposting my post from February 2016

Cries From Within: From the city of Queens.....Donald Trump...: From the city of Queens there quickly arises An unpolitical man with so many surprises Beating the odds with  promises for our nation He ...

Don't vote the Clintons into office again....

Open your eyes and see what is real
Don't let the media dictate and steal
Truth from your spirits grace from your hearts
You are God's children now do your part

Take on the ballot and make heard your voice
Make a bold check mark and present your choice
Don't vote the Clintons into office again..
Who knows what's waiting when lying is in


All of the money in all of the banks
Won't change reality, won't give us thanks
For beyond all the fanfare, beyond all the dust
Angels are reminding us:  truth is a must

Take on the ballot and make heard your voice
Make a bold check mark and present your choice
Don't vote the Clintons into office again
Who knows what's waiting when lying is in

See through the distortions see through the fraud
Listen intently to the great voice of God
Needing no trumpets and needing no crowd
His voice is thundering ...speaking out loud

Take on the ballot and make heard your voice
Make a bold check mark and present your choice
Don't vote the Clintons into office again..
Who knows what's waiting when lying is in

Evening psalm

The hours are waning the daylight is too
The night is upon us: dark pushes through
Bringing us visions of stars in the sky
Listen intently: The angels are nigh...

Quieting moments are bidding us all
To hear how the evening is ready to call
Moving our spirits to refection and rhyme
Angels are asking us: "give us some time"

Off with the tv, the computers, the net
Silence for a moment: you'll never regret
For all of the hours that make up each day
Will never be fruitful... if never we pray

The first hours of morn

Darkness gives way to the brightness of day
All of night's creatures are scurrying away
Rising with the sunlight the birds of the dawn
Sing out their  melodies: short ones and long..

Peeking through windows, the day's morning star
Shines on the sleepers: the near ones and far..
Enlightening the creatures, with warm rays divine;
Foreshadowing the brightness, of Heaven's own shine.

Creeping through grass blades, and crawling around:
Insects are moving through paths on the ground.
Looking for nourishment and ready to run,
We see that the squirrels are all about the fun..

Ready to wake up, the humanity will rise
Stretching and washing and squinting their eyes
Some will be scheming and planning their day
While others will refuse to let sleep slip away

Finally, it's over, the first hours of the morn
Everyone and everything will embrace what is borne
Minutes and hours and the seconds galore
Carrying agendas and schedules and more..

The sounding rains..

The winds are whispering, the universe is speaking
Loads of anguish from the earth is leaking
Over the rivers, into the nations
Clouds are carrying the world's frustrations..

And the sounding rains the sounding rains
Are carrying a mixture of  hope and pains
Inside the mix of the pitter and pattering
We can hear the echo of what should be mattering

The media speaks and we are all believing
The things we hear though they are deceving
The hearts are fooled, the minds are darkened
By storm clouds crying out..oh let us harken: .

And the sounding rains, the sounding rains
Are carrying a mixture of hope and pains
Inside the mix of the pitter and pattering
We can hear the echo of what should be mattering

The time has come to us, and the time is now
We need to sift through the rubbish somehow
Let's not be the foolish let's not remain
Like stragglers who stumble  in the pouring rain

And the sounding rains, the sounding rains
Are carrying a mixture of hope and pains
Inside the mix of the pitter and pattering
We can hear the echo of what should be mattering