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I may not look it here, but I am Royalty , for my Savior told me so.
I will always have what I need because he shall provide it to me.
So my trust is never in man, but in the Savior of the universe.
He gave me much, I ponder many thing that he has done for me.
I seen it first hand, the miracles of belonging to the King of everything.
For this I seen first hand his wonderful gifts for me from him.
So when he says trust me, I ask him how high should I jump.
For he has given me so much already in this life that I live.
He does it not only for me but for all of his people everywhere.
I never knew
What life held
Until I met you
Heaven is closer

I thought I was lonely
Then you came along
I fell for you only
Heaven is closer

Angels are flying
All around us
I hear love sighing
Heaven is closer

So all we ever do
Is feel the magic
Because being with you
Heaven is closer
Copyright © Chris Smith 2012
A Day that became set in stone
etched with souls of sacrifice and victim

A City of tears and pain witnessed by Lady Liberty
Our Capitol and a Town marked by suffering

A Nation gripped in silence and primal scream
great tragedy befallen before the people.

A time we rose against adversity and tribulation
embracing one another in comfort and love

A country bonded in Human spirit and to persevere
memories of those passed, carried by light of our hearts

A moment of history that echoes into the future
to remember always and to forever sound

A Day to take rememberance, to stand always
brothers and sisters, in Love and as One.





* We need to truly never forget, but live on as we did then. United, Caring of Others, of Strength and Faith. If we are to forever hear the voices of that day, and carry the souls of then till now in continual light, then do so by staying in unconditional sacrifice of heart to others.*

Copyright © J.L.Gonzalez 2015
As living outside NYC and grown up there for some time, it was a moment as if the world grew silent, almost biblical as in silence came across the heavens.  Then a roaring, primal cry of spirit filled me, feeling the truly sudden tragedy of it all.  I cried for all of humanity in that moment. Saying to God, what have we become?

What I remember is not only of the loss of life, but of how for some time after, there were glimmers of humanity, faith, help, and strength here amongst strangers and neighbors. Amidst the anger that stemmed to many from this, some instead saw with eyes open, that we need to change, and be kind to others.  Today I try to live by this, to pass this to my children, and show there is always hope. However, I must admit that today, people have gone back to theirs ways, and have forgotten the memory of what we had.
I shall carry to my best, not only lights of this day and of the souls, but honor all of any kindness, and that will unite us as humans.
Just another day
Same as the last
She knew nothing else
Only to feel pain

She belonged to him
There was no escape
Did all he asked
Never said no

How nobody saw
Those blackened eyes
The darkest of bruises
She never knew

He was older
To this young woman
Forced to find respect
Of a husband she hated

Never to bear a child
Because of the damage
The kicks he gave her
Did to her body inside

Knew if she escaped
He would track her down
Cut her beautiful face
Make her suffer in time

Too scared to tell
For would anyone listen
Who would help her
When he was her owner

So she continues to serve
Keeping it all in silence
Never to know real love
Always a slave to fear
Copyright © Chris Smith 2012
Hearts of electric neon
Beating to belong
Creating sparks of blue
Proven to be true

Touch as fingers lock
This thrill to shock
Lips tenderly try
On voltage so high

Glowing like stars above
Plugged into love
Forever to entwine
Allowed to always shine
Copyright © Chris Smith 2012
In empty pages and stark contrast the storm chased away the weak now alone I stand.
The hero a pawn truth cast aside for others cause .
We embrace solutions where  no problems exist.

May the colors run red from forgotten cause and history be erased for the sake of all that must be forever mundane.

I wish only to drag you to the depths and leave you to linger where nothing but a child's logic can remain
In spider webs we threw are thoughts now tangled the words left to wither in passing days.

May we dance in empty halls to illuminate the shadows and create the ghosts for others to place there hopes of what never shall be again.

To silence the voice is but closing the chapter  to spite the clear view .
Nothing stands a statue for the promise of tomorrows decay and the ******* will parade there ignorance as the simple minded spread a plague to which we are losing this battle.

I write for no one to read and all to judge.
Where's the laughter now the jester  is asked in ruins of a kingdom now simply reduced to ruble.

I remember what you will never taste and you may judge but waters tasted pure beats the stolen verses and burrowed lines of a time I no longer care to understand.


And Time passed me as it will pass you just the same .

May the silence remind you of that which never was to be.

We all will know this place someday.
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