Dear Lord,

As I kneel down next to my bed tonight.
Protect me from the monsters, who stay out of
sight. Bless my mommy and daddy, in all that
they do. Forgive my older brother, for what
he said about you.

Take care of me, as I dream away. Help
me to make it to, the very next day. Please
let my enemies have peace and happiness. I know
you will love them, as well as bless.

Please let all my dreams, and wishes
come true. The love in my heart, is only
for you. I guess I should go, for now,
good night. Please let your love shine,
so I will have a night light.

Amen

Walking the line, hanging from a limb.
Drowning in a river, not knowing how to swim.
Taking for granted, this life that I live.
Knowing no other, alternative.

The nightmares of my past, the dreams of today.
Somehow I know, there must be another way.
I search and I search, on through the wicked night.
Looking for the answer, to make my life right.

I stumble and I fall, on this path that I take.
Hoping the answer, is real and not fake.
Giving in to the impulses, causing myself pain.
watching my blood, drip down into the drain.

I fall to the floor, a tear leaves my eye.
Is this the answer? To the Lord I cry!
Laying there helpless, I pass out on the floor.
I awake in a hospital, my body is sore.

My mother is there, sitting next to my bed.
The tears in her eyes, as she lifts up her head.
She embraces me warmly, and kisses my cheek.
I lay there and watch, because I feel so **** weak.

My wrists are bandaged, I remember it now.
The razor blade sank deep, the voices told me how.
I go to a mental ward, to figure things out.
But I go even crazier, with the insanity I shout.

The city lights blink off and on,
in the darkness of the night.
Through the summer heat, there is a breeze,
and it feels, as though it's right.

Stars shine so very high above,
in a sky that's black and clear.
There's a distant sound of sirens,
that brings back, a childhood fear.

As I sit on the steps, to this old house,
I wonder about it's past.
How many people have lived here?
And am I going to be the last?

The children have been put to bed,
now the house has settled down.
Our screen door is starting to squeak,
and I know my wife is around.

She asks me if I am coming in,
and she asks if I feel alright?
I tell her that I feel fine,
then I get up and hug her tight.

As I turn to walk in the house,
I look at the city once more.
Everything is different now,
then what I saw before.

Do you believe in God?
Do you believe in the Almighty Lord?
Do you believe with all of your heart,
that he is coming, to take us away?

A child was born, one winters night.
Under a star, that was very bright.
As he grew up, he was never alone.
He taught all his friends, with all he had known.

I was once blind, and I couldn't see.
But Jesus came along, and set me free.
I got up to my feet, and followed his way.
His word is being spread, still everyday.

There was a little boy, who couldn't hear.
Jesus put a hand, right next to his ear.
Now the little boy can hear everything.
He thanks the good Lord, with the songs that he sings.

Jesus loved all, and would never hate.
Even the men, who promised his fate.
Jesus is Lord, to you and I.
Forgive them Father, he would cry.

The Lord was killed, on top of a cross.
With nails in his hands, O' what a loss.
He rose up three days, right after he died.
As the prophets did tell, he was...  crucified

They were the first, in the land of the free.
They were the ones, who have taught me to see.
It is there love, for Mother Earth and Father Sky.
I will always hear the chant's, that the Natives cry.

The Buffalo runs on land, and the Eagle soars above.
Our Mother gives us food, and our Father gives us love.
I see them dance for victory, I see them dance for rain.
I see them dye with honor, I see them die in pain.

I walk through the woods, and the animals don't run.
It's been a long journey, and now my journey is done.
I enter the spirit world, and I see the young and old.
It's everything I believed in, it's everything I've been told.

A native is a friend, even though we've never met.
I look them in the eyes, as I begin to sweat.
We have so much in common, as strangers often do.
Mother Earth has taught us both, that all her ways are true.

But will they allow me brotherhood, in there native ways?
Letting me dance the circle, of the forgotten days?
Knowing I am half and half, I'd rather be the red.
But I am only proud... of the natives who are dead.

We say we want some peace,
but yet we don't even try.
Our children are raised to hate,
and never to ask why.
People are suffering everywhere,
because hate's so widely spread.
And when I look in the paper,
someone new is dead.
People have there problems,
and they don't need anymore.
But hate can come in any form,
when you walk out your front door.
What is hate really like?
To those who do not know.
Color, Age, or Sexuality,
hate is what will flow.
We might not like each other,
but hate is not the way.
It's hard enough to live,
In this modern day.
We need to act our age,
and raise our children well.
Hatred is a crime,
to everyone I'll tell.

Walking down this road,
with my back against the light.
Darkness engulfs my body,
while my spirit puts up a fight.

I want the Lord's forgiveness,
and to run into his arms.
But Satan wants to keep me,
with his powers and his charms.

The holy word is not enough,
when the hearts not willing to give.
And sins are what will happen,
in this life I choose to live.

Happiness is what I want,
as I turn around and cry.
Promises I cannot keep,
but faithfulness I'll try.