Somebody is sitting out on the porch
with no food to eat.
There is little kid standing out in the
street with no shoes on his feet.

Momma's gone away from home for
up to three days at a time.
Poppa is out on the corner drinking
up his last dime.

Nobody could have convinced me
that nobody else was aware.
Somebody should have told me that
the world didn't care.

Why am I the only one feeling all of
this pain.
Left without any kind of dreams with
nothing to gain.

Somebody please tell me that better
times are ahead.
If things remain as they are, somebody
could end up dead.

Pinch me to let know that this feeling
isn't for real.
Somebody please let me know that during
my lifetime I can find a better deal.

Even at my age today there are many
things that I don't understand.
Things like political pressures and the
many failures of me being a man.

Why are there so many struggles in
our world and our given life.
Why do people do so much cruelty
to separate a man from his wife.

Who are we and why do we as people
take little comfort in our own existence.
Does the evils of the world form the way
for review of our life long assistance.

What will the single man do for himself
if in this world he is left all alone.
How will he survive to see another day
without his wife, children and a home.

We rather detonate a nuclear bomb to
defeat our friends and even an enemy.
Even the dog will leave home realizing
that even he has an unclear ending.

Count the days until we reach the end
of so many wasted days and nights.
Why are there so many people who has
all the answers and never get it right?

The melody comes from black and white,
sensitive, strong, fast or slow.
It all depends on the player and sometimes
it all depends on the keys they know.

The  melodies can take you down the streets
and alleys of Broadway.
It can change the way you sometime feel
on any given day.

The crowds cheer and there are times when
the crowds may cry.
The sound creeps and searches the heart of
a man like an unexpected spy.

Dramatic strikes it takes for the young and
the people of old.
Creating sounds of the utmost at times
that fulfills the joy of a soul.

There are open trap doors
lying up ahead.
Sometimes we can get ******
in and could end up dead.

Pitfalls setup by some whom we
consider to be a friend.
They're not happy with you, unless
you're trapped in a lion's den.

Smiling faces sometimes, they
can seem so dear.
They can also cause so much pain
like the pierce of a spear.

We live in a world where respect
seem to no longer exist.
Some people like to see you down
living as their accomplice.

Dad picked me up and we walked
to the store.
He always picked up candy and he
asked if I wanted more.

Dad would put me down to let
me wonder through the isles.
I traveled through a wonderland
of candy in piles.

Long round sticks holding big
round swirling lollipops.
Dad would ask me with a smile
to grab some candy drops.

Those are good sweet sugar coated
memories of what my dad and I did.
He kept the candy coming even when
mom said its too much for the kid.

Silence in the room please, would
you please stop talking.
Listen and learn because there is a
voice speaking softly.

The voice said nothing about pain,
nor screams of destruction.
Listen closely, the voice speaks about
love, understanding and peace.

Be quiet and listen to everything that
this voice has to say.
It whispers the sounds that only God
directs to be said.

Listen and follow the directions that's
been given to you.
Walk away from all things that is not
suitable in the eyes of the Lord.

This voice speaks quietly to us all on
a one on one basis.
This voice speaks to us daily and all
through the night.

Listen I said, the voice has a message
for you and I.
It whispers words that we may never
hear again at a moments notice.

The voice speaks quietly again as
it tells us to lay our heads down.
Sleep, sleep, sleep and then there
is a sudden silence.

Listen, the voice has gone away
and it speaks no more.
We all had a choice to follow the
voice of God, how did we do?

There are storms in this world that
sometime make us all want to cry.
God keeps His umbrella of love open
on rainy days to keep us dry.

There are days when we experience
at least two types of weather.
God said that He'll never leave our
sides, for He'll make it better.

Trust in Him to protect us because our
bible tells us so.
God use these rainy days to always
make our flowers grow.

So when the storms come and we
think today is going to be a mess.
Be mindful and think about all the
sunny days when we've been bless.