I wish we had a method, to control our inner most anger.  Too many people are fighting, putting people's lives in danger.
You can find the nicest man, not bothering anyone.  Yet, you'll see that he had been hit, from the bullet of an unknown gun.
Why do the innocent person, always end up hurt.  They should not have to suffer, from the negligence of someone's dirt.
God really need to remove all anger that's coming from out of man.  Will there be the next generation living within our Angry land?
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

We all need to wise up, to learn from the mistakes of the past.  Look at the conditions of our land; how long do you think it will last?
Our Oceans are polluted, because of the carelessness of man.  To speak out against such abuse, someone need to take a stand!
The air is filled with pollutants, we can hardly breathe.  All of this come as a result, of those involved in greed.
Our streets are filled with the homeless; they have no place to go.  When they ask for assistance, they
have to search high and low.
Instead of building more Prisons, instill in them the things that's right.  Encourage them at an early age; speak positive words day and night.
Build more Vocational Schools, for those who desire a trade.  Allow their confidence to increase, as their self esteem is raised.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Many mothers and fathers made a tremendous sacrifice.  They're fighting in a war, knowing it could cost their life.
They have left behind, children of all ages.  Some will never see them grow, and advance through many stages.
These soldiers possess a great sense of loyalty.  Not just out of duty, but to keep us all safe and free.
They are not fighting, to fulfill selfish gain.  Neither are they fighting, to make themselves a name.
I believe they feel, those who died should be praised.  In their honor, a flag should be raised.
They are the soldiers who died and gave their life.  They are the soldiers of the Ultimate Sacrifice!
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Why go on T.V. to collect money from a Talk Show?  Have you seen how embarrassing they are, why do they stoop so low.
Do you realize that our children are constantly watching, all the things they see?  What impression will you  make on them; which words will you encourage them to be?
Our children are observing grown women and men fussing and fighting.  They need to search out information, how to help children in their writing.
What knowledge do you gain from shows like this, they need to teach our children how to read?  Someone need to take a stand and began to lead.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

One Saturday morning, we prepared for a trip out of town.  Once each child got dressed, they headed for the nearest Play Ground.
We were all called into the house, to prepare to get into the car.  It was time to take a trip, that was pretty far.
Finally, we arrived to my Aunt Doris house, that was out of town.  My mother notice one of her children were missing, she just could not be found.
She began to think, being troubled in mind.  She came to the conclusion, the child was left behind.
My mother called home, to contact her neighboring friend.  As she picked up the phone, laughing very loud; my mother knew this would be a good end.  My sister was still in the Park swinging.  At last we could all take a deep breath, maybe even start singing.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

No longer do we have to walk by a restaurant, meant for a certain race.  We are able to eat anywhere we like; with foods of a unique taste.
No longer do we forcefully get sprayed upon, by waterholes from our Firemen.  They can now devote their attention, to the fires throughout the land.
No longer are we thrown in jail, for refusing to fight.  Remember, we are created equally, especially, in God's sight.
No longer do we have to get knocked down, from many hungry Police dogs.  Our ancestors chose to lay down their lives, so we could get better laws.
No longer do we have to hold our head down, not looking a person in the eye.  We refuse to accept defeat, but enjoy life before we die.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

If it wasn't for "The Dream", we would still get beaten with lumps upside our head.  Many would not be alive; someone would find them dead.
If it wasn't for "The Dream", some would be locked up in jail.  They would be crying out to God, to deliver them from such hell.
If it wasn't for "The Dream", we wouldn't struggle so hard to cope.  We would put up our hands, saying, there is no hope.
If it wasn't for "The Dream", we wouldn't be able to deal with being treated wrong.  "The Dream" has finally come to pass, and we are still causing people ****** harm.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

When I was a child, the children went out for Halloween.  As we headed out the door, my father just had to  be seen.
There came a sound from the window upstairs, it was my father with the microphone.  I want to thank God; he was on his own.
He said, "Now Hear This!  I'm going to send my children out to night.  Do not ****** their bags, and do not fight."
As we went to collect our candy, I got a lot in my bag.  Only to see my large feet neighbor snatching my candy, making my father mad.
He escorted me across the field, where my neighbor lived.  He was not going to leave her house, until she was in a position to give.
The girl's father apologized to me and my father, on that Halloween night.  Her father made her give me all of her candy she stole, from everyone in sight that night.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

I am from a large family of twelve; my mother and father raised nine, and my aunts the other three girls.
My mother would comb our hair, and fix them with lovely curls.
My mother spent Saturday night, getting us ready for Sunday; one day ahead.  If she didn't, she knew there would be trouble, especially, getting us out of bed.
She prepared the Sunday dinner, got us bathed and into bed for rest.  She wanted us waking up, feeling out very best.
She polished all our shoes, placing them on the washing machine.  By the time she got finished polishing them, Boy! our shoes were clean.
When Sunday finally arrived, we ate and we all got dressed.  We climbed into our father's car, giving my Mom a chance to rest.
My father drove slow, and then he began to drive a little fast.  He wanted to hear part of the sermon, before the Preacher dismissed at last.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

When I was in the ****** Islands, there I went to sing.  The people fell in love with me, it was a place where the waters were clean.
I took a day out to go swimming, in the waters that was lovely and blue.  After getting a sunburn, to scream was something I wanted to do.
They asked me to lead the Open Air Song Service on stage that night, but my hair was all over my head!  I  agreed, not knowing what to do with my hair, looking like a zombie who's dead.
I looked around at the Islanders, some had an Alfro.  I decided to join in with them; know one would ever know.
I sung on stage with all my heart.  They gave gifts, and loved me even the more.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

The seed of prejudice exist; will it ever leave!  I wish we can get to the the root of it; right down to the seed.
If God has no respect of person, then why should we?  If you think you are better than God, continue to be what you want to be.
The seed of prejudice exist; will it ever cease!  It need to be destroyed, it need to be released.
Deep down in your heart; you don't realize the seed is there.  Let someone rub you the wrong way, instantly this seed will flare.
Pass by a group of people who have begun to talk.  They will ignore your "Hello", you may as well continue to walk.  
Until this seed is extracted, from the heart of man; be prepared to encounter prejudice, throughout every land.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

My sister and I followed our father, to the corner Restaurant; he wore sock without shoes.  While we waited for him; he decided to drink a little *****.
When it came time for us to leave; he walked us out the door.  Quickly, a bright light shined, from the Police car, until my father couldn't take it anymore.
He began to run fast, not going anywhere.  My sister and I were far ahead, but my father was far back there.
All we could see was a lot of smoke, because he was kicking up dust.  He had one thing on his mind, evidently, he forgot about us.  
We finally made it safely home, without him being locked up.  Somehow the Officer knew, my father was a man who was stuck.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Sitting in back of the car, in a big brown box was a rooster; who just wouldn't stop crowing.  He was given to their father as a Christmas gift; they rather listen to their father snoring.
Their father three girls were on their way back home, from a very long trip.  The rooster kept crowing behind their backs; they were about to flip.
The door on the side where they were sitting was broken; they held each other and the door tight.
I know their  mother at home was praying, for them to make it home safely, on that Christmas Eve night.
Meanwhile, the rooster was crowing not softly, but he was very loud.  Once they crossed the James River Bridge; they were happy and proud.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

When I was a child, there was an announcement on the News at noon.  They said we should flee to the mountains, because Jesus was coming soon.
I remember when night arrived, my father prepared to take a shower.  The old cold pipes burst out like a machine gun; my sisters and I knew this was the hour.
We knew that Jesus had come; we began to jump upon the bed.  Only to be disappointed, by the false News, that was read.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

When I was in High School, I was chosen for a serious Play.  We took time to build a set, late one Saturday.
My teacher built a board, across the bottom of the door.  He said, be careful when you enter, so you don't end up on the floor.
As the Play  began to start, I begin to say my lines.  While entering the home made door, you would have thought I was blind.
Yes! I tripped as I entered in, the audience laughed for a very long time.  Through out the entire Play, they couldn't get me off their mind.
The least little thing I did the audience would began to laugh.  This one serious Play, became a comedy at last.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Now about my eldest son; he is strong in many ways.  He is very wise, in the words he says.
My eldest son, as a child; he was very smart.  He had his head on his shoulders; a coward he was not.
One day he became angry with his father, just before it was dark.  He became another son, more like the Incredible Hawk,
After my husband lifted him up off his toes, respect is something he knows.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

I have a middle son, as a child he sought my attention.  He did so many strange things; I almost got hypertension.
When I got him dressed, to go to the local School; before reaching the Bus Stop; most of his clothes he would lose.
When he was even younger, he put thick Vaseline on his face and curly hair.  Then he decided to play in the sand, placing it everywhere!
When he came into the house; I didn't know my son.  He looked like a greasy monster; all I could do was run!
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

To write about my youngest son is a special story.  What I have to say about him, it can be done in a hurry?
To get my attention; he would tap me on my side.  He would keep tapping, until he was satisfied.
Here are the words he said, as he began to tap.  I knew I had to answer him, before he took his nap.
Hey Mom, Hey Mom, Hey Mom, Hey Mom.  Hey Mom, Hey Mom, Hey Mom, Hey Mom.............
After the last Hey Mom, Mom was truly done!
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Have you been given a gift; one you rather not have?  Be grateful you were thought about, be grateful  someone care.
Have you been given work, but you were looking for something better?  Be grateful you now have a job; while others are given a bad letter.
Have you seen people searching the dumpsters, for things old and used?  Be grateful you have a warm home, allowing you to prepare food.
Have you been around people, who told lies from their youth?  Be grateful you are not one of them, because you were taught to tell the truth.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

There is the smiling face; one you can't wait to see.  They walk around like a bird, as if they are totally free.
There is the sad face with the world upon its shoulder.  One might assume, its been hit , by a rolling boulder.
There is the face that constantly frown. You're not sure how to approach this face, in fear of being knocked down.
There is the lemon face, even the attitude is sour.  The only way to get by this face, you may have to bring roses and flowers.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Don't hold back, from sharing a pleasant smile.  
Don't hold back, from going the extra mile.
Don't hold back, from doing something new.  
Don't hold back, from being only you.
Don't hold back, to lend a helping hand.
Don't hold back, from helping others stand.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Let's put old things behind us, and reach towards the new.  Let's put our whole heart, into the things we do.
Let's leave behind, all the hurts and pain.  You are so special; you have so much to gain.
Let's make this new year, one of our very best.  Be determined that you're going to make it; be determined to past each test.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

What are you afraid of, I hope it's not man?  He came from the dust; we are all like the sand.
What are you afraid of, I hope it's not life?  You are going to make it, continue to do what's right.
What are you afraid of, I hope it's not success?  No one can hinder you, when you are determined to do your best.
What are you afraid of, could it be fame?  If you remember to stay humble, God will promote your name.
What are you afraid of, could it be the gossip you hear?  To ignore those flapping lips, will cause you not to fear.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

Don't ruin my reputation, because I take a stand.  I must always remember, my name means "Helper of Man".
Don't ruin my reputation, because my light shines bright.  I have a chance to do the wrong thing, but rather I choose the right.
Don't ruin my reputation, because of the path I take.  I put thought into the things I do, and the decisions I make.
Don't ruin my reputation, because of the future ahead.  I must continue down the right road, as I am cautiously lead.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

"Do you think I can talk with you, or should I wait until tomorrow?" " Remember, time meant for today, is something you cannot borrow."
"I have something important to tell you, but you seem so distant." " Remember, the next second is not promised, I could be gone in an instant."
"I think it's best to move on right now, until I see you smile". " I'm willing to give you all your space, I'll be back after while".
By, Sandra J. Nailing

I think about my ancestors, how they were treated so bad.  I think about the toil they suffered, it really makes me mad.
I think about the people, who knew  they could lend a happen hand.  Some just set idly by, this too makes me sad.
I ask myself a question; what can I do to correct the past?  I believe I have the answer; one I finally thought of at last.
I must never turn my head, to those who are looking for help.  I must do my very best, to see that love is felt.
I must never look away to conditions people live in.  If I do, it would only be a sin.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

Just because your body is big, and taller when you stand.  What gives you the audacity, to pick on the smallest man.
What could you be hiding, while putting others down?  You need to humble yourself, so you can get off the ground.
Why not build your self esteem, through books and words of knowledge?  Stop beating the smallest man, whose trying to make it to college.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

You're not all that!  I'm here to say you're not.  You turn your nose at people; this is something you do a lot.
You hurt your brothers feeling, bringing everything in the bare.  You pay them no attention; you show you just don't care.
Since you've moved up in life, you left your friends behind.  How quickly you forgot they helped, when you did not have a dime.
Show a little gratitude, and humble your high lifted head.  What will people say about you, when you lay your head?
By, Sandra J. Nailing

You can take the pain pill, be aware of its' side effects.  They're known to eat a hole in your stomach.  I don't think you'll like that.
You can take that Pleasure" pill, and be taken advantage of your kindness.  After you're through having fun, the pill can cause blindness.
You can take the "Happy" pill, it's known to get you high.  I suggest you not take any of these  pills, people have been known to die!
So you want a pill?
By, Sandra J. Nailing

Mother, I thank you, for all of your love.  I notice you received it, from the Father above.
I want you to know, that I cherish your help.  You have been by my side, from my very first step.
Your love is so great, in so many ways.  I've even felt your love, during my sick days.
I think you are the greatest mother of all.  Because of your love, I am able to walk tall.
I know my future will be very bright.  Because of you, I received much insight.
You will never know how much I love you.  Deep down inside, I believe you really do.

New Year's is a day, I hold dear to my heart.  I was one of the first one born, before others could get ahead start.
The "Daily Press" printed an article, about the arrival of my birth.  My family were so happy; it created a time of mirth.
Now I choose to celebrate, not like that of some others.  You'll find me in the house of God, praying for you and my brothers.
I do not take my birthday lightly, God knew He had a plan.  He sent me here to encourage people, and to add a spark to this hurting land.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

Color is not meant, to separate or divide.  It's meant to be adored, by the pupils of your eyes.
Color is not meant, to be yelled as an ugly insult.  It's meant to be expressed, to bring about a result.
Color is not meant, to  be looked down or frowned upon.  It's meant to paint a beautiful picture, of something that might be fun.
Color is not meant, to be put up as a sign.  It's meant to be complimented, with objects of a lovely design.
Color is not meant, to put one against the other.  It's meant to unite as one, a nation as one brother.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

Just the thought of losing your teeth, can become a menace. There is no feeling like the pain you experience, after going to the Dentist.
They pick and probe all through your mouth, up and down your gum.  Once he puts the drill in his hands, all you could do is run.
I dare not speak about the root canal, to get beneath your teeth.  This will send chills down your spine, flowing right through your feet.
What about the very bright lights, blinding both your eyes?  You begin to see red spots, in every size.
Once everything is said and done; you have to face the bill.  Just like the annoying drill, I feel a chill.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

When we turn on the TV, we see creatures from outer-space.  Yet, we wonder why children have nightmares, pulling blankets over their face.
When we turn on the TV; we see people fussing and fighting.  Yet, we expect children to do their best in school, after biting their nails, before writing.
When we turn on the TV; someone is pointing a gun.  Yet, we look for a peaceful neighborhood, while fugitives are on the run.
When we turn on the TV; profanity is constantly used.  Yet, we expect our children to speak good English, and not a word that's rude.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Yo Mama is so precious, why not tell her so.  She could have given you up, but wouldn't let you go.
Yo Mama is a diamond, and it's not in the rough.  Just to put up with you, she had to be tough.
Yo Mama has great wisdom; she spreads it all around.  She always know what to do, to keep you healthy, and not loaded down.
Yo Mama is so pleasant; she knows how to use her words.  She politely lower her voice, in order for you to be heard.
Yo Mama is unselfish; she makes sure you are fed.  She sacrifice time in the kitchen, constantly using her head.
Your Mama is so clean; she puts things in line.  She teaches you about life, so you can have a sound mind.

Some people go to the extreme living on the edge.  They seem to get a rush, jumping off the ledge.
They'll drive their car through flames of fire, as though it was a breeze.  You'll see them speed right to their death, after they turn the keys.
They have no fear of climbing, to the very peak.  Perhaps a little advice would help, if only they will seek.
Don't cheat yourself out of life, it's given to be enjoyed.  Constantly, stirring death in the face, it has no type  of reward.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

I have so many fun memories, that brought tears to my eyes.  Memories of laughter, where I actually cried.
My father was so hilarious, all I could do was smile.  He did so many funny things, I remember as a child.
As I go about spreading this joy, I'll follow in his footsteps.  I'll continue to make people happy, while making them laugh.  
Began to observe people's actions, and watch the things they do.  Don't be afraid to share a smile, they may do something new.
Life is not meant to walk around with a lemon face.  It's meant to bring great joy, to the human race.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

The hands are a masterpiece; they massage away the pain.  The hands work hard for their livelihood, because of the money that's gained.
The hands can soothe the hurting soul, and bring about relief.  The hands can heal the sickest man, no matter his belief.
The hands keeps up with music, while clapping to a beat.  The hands feeds a hungry man, while sitting down to eat.
The hands should never be neglected.  Remember they are a masterpiece.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

"My feet hurt, my back ache, I am in so much pain".  Stop complaining!  You're running people insane!
"I had a bad day, nothing is going right."  Have you stopped to thank God, for your precious sight?
"The children are acting wild, they got caught in a crowd".  Have you forgotten; you use to be a child?
"I have bills to pay, people are asking for a food tray".  Tell me my friend, do you have any good to say?
Stop complaining, enjoy the beautiful flowers in life.  Start speaking positive, and watch things began to go right.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

Why are you crying, was it you who caused the pain?  Everything that was done for you, was it all in vain?
Why are you crying, did you make one's heart to bleed?  You were given sound advice, so you could take heed.
Why are you crying, You made one's head to ache?  You were pointed in the right direction, to see what road you'll take.
Give out beautiful flowers, don't wait until a person is dead.  Do your best to make a person happy, choose the right road ahead.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

After a hard day at work, my hair may be all over my head.  Please don't look into my face, you may assume I'm dead.
You may find my working shoes, over here, and one over there.  My clothes may be in such a mess, as though I didn't care.
Let me take time to prepare for bed, because I need my rest.  Tomorrow is waiting, for me to look my very best.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

Never say, you will not forgive, it can eat like a cancer.  You may escape with excuses, but forgiveness is the answer.
If you do not forgive, it  can hurt you, and bring you bad health.  It can deplete resources, including your wealth.
Forgiveness is the key, don't let it pass you by.  Some have been known to ignore it, and chose rather to die.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

Would it hurt, to let someone by?  Seeing they are in one lane, while the other cars fly?
Would it hurt, to lend a helping hand?  Even if you don't know the helpless person, he's falling help the man stand.
Would it hurt, to clean up all the mess?  Give someone an opportunity, to take a short recess.
Would it hurt, to cause an argument to cease?  Try shaking the person's hand, and watch it bring about peace.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

You don't have a clue; that someone is praying for you.  They are praying for your soul, and that you will make it through.
You don't have a clue; that you are not your own.  You are bought with a valuable price, redeemed by Christ alone.
You don't have a clue; why you are here.  God has a purpose, to Him you are so dear.
You don't have a clue; your future will be bright.  God will make this happen, as you continue to do what's right.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

No more living in darkness, but finally finding the light.  No more doing wrong, but excited about doing right.
No more sitting around feeling all alone.  I can now get out, even answer my phone.
No more getting even, because of something I have done.  I know now how to love, and become united as one.
No more holding back, instead I'm moving ahead.  I'll travel the right road, as I am cautiously lead.
No more saying "No", when I should say "Yes".  This will give me the opportunity, to do my very best.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

I love peace, and quiet; I can't wait to get home.  You will find me most of the time, quietly alone.
It's important to get rest, and quiet every nerve.  No matter wherever you go, or wherever you are served.
In our everyday life, there is so much going on.  People are constantly ringing your phone.  It's important to get away, to a place of peace.  It will give your mind, and body a relaxing release.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

Wake up, my people; life is passing by.  Are you willing to see how, to wipe a tear from someone's eye?
Look a little closer.  What do you see?  Are you available, to help others to be free?
Wake up, my people; life is passing by.  There is so much to be done, instead of watching someone die.
You may not possess much, use what's in your hand.  Many things are going on, help heal our hurting land.
By, Sandra J. Nailing

Young guys should respect the young ladies they are dating.  Please show up on time, and don't keep them waiting.
You should use your manners , taught at an early age.  You should always use them, while growing through every stage.
You should never let your hormones take control.  Always be a gentleman while you are being bold.
You should treat the young lady with great respect.  Behind her parents back, refrain from getting her upset.  
You will have a chance, to prove who you really are.  Don't bring about  a reproach, by going too far.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Is Christmas a day, to lead someone astray?  Could it be a day, to bow your head and pray?
Is Christmas a day, to spend time being selfish?  Could it be a day, in fulling a person's wish?
Is Christmas a day, to to sit relaxed in your home?  Could it be a day, to find someone all alone?
Is Christmas a day, to sit idly by?  Could it be a day, to forgive those who made you cry?
Is Christmas a day, to show off all your gifts?  Could it be a day, to give someone a lift?
Christmas is not all about you. It's about helping others, to see to their happiness too!
By, Sandra J. Nailing

Are you a person who's very kind and wise?  When people stand before you is there Peace in your eyes?
Is your Love demonstrated, by the things you share?  Whenever someone calls you, will you be there?
Are you a person willing to Suffer Long?  Do you use your Faith, to be bold and strong?
Whenever people see you, do they behold your joy?  Do you show Gentleness, towards every girl and boy?
Do you have Meekness, while you sit and wait?  Have you put Temperance down, as a special date?
Do you choose Temperance, when things are out of line.  Do you choose Goodness, instead of losing your mind?
By, Sandra J. Nailing