Don't feel down, on this special day.  Don't get upset, because things do not go your way.
Don't feel down, because love ones are no longer here.  In your bleeding heart, they will always be dear.
Don't feel down, enjoy the life you live.  Just to share your smile is worth more, than anyone can give.
Don't feel down, pick yourself up.  Someday everyone, must drink from a bitter cup.
Don't feel down, uplift your hanging head.  Have you listened to the News, how many people are dead?
Don't feel down, began to feel grateful.  After all you should know, we serve a God who's faithful.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

WHEN WE GO TO THE POLLS, WHY NOT VOTE FOR PEACE?  AFTER BECOMING A WINNER, NEVER LET IT CEASE.
WHEN WE GO TO THE POLLS, WE MUST REMEMBER, TO CHECK THE RIGHT BOX.  I REALIZE I VOTED FOR PEACE, THEREFORE, I WILL NEVER BE MOCKED.
WHEN WE GO TO THE POLLS, WE SHOULD HAVE ONE VOTE ON OUR MINDS.  PEACE IS WHAT WE ARE FIGHTING FOR, MAY IT COME RIGHT ON TIME.
WHEN WE GO TO THE POLLS, I HOPE WE ALL VOTED FOR PEACE.  WHEN THE VICTORY OF PEACE IS WON, WE WILL HAVE A GREAT FEAST.
BY, AUTHOR & POET, SANDRA JUANITA NAILING

Who said you deserve, to make a list, of all the things  you want?  Yet, you kept on doing your thing, when we constantly said, "Don't."
Who said you deserve, to pick out things in the Store?  When you kept on bothering your siblings, when we said, "No More!"
Who said you deserve, to travel with us, on a vacation trip?  After you ignored us speaking to you, until we were about to flip?
Who said you deserve, to wear the top of the line shoes?  Yet, we continued hearing reports, that you were very rude.
You do not deserve anything, but a lesson on how to respect others.  This lesson need to began, on how to treat your Sisters and Brothers.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

THERE ARE THE WORST OF CHILDREN, LOOKING FOR GIFTS.  THEY HAVE BEEN MEAN ALL YEAR LONG, NOT WILLING TO GIVE YOU A LIFT.
THERE ARE THE WORST OF CHILDREN, WITH AN OUT STRETCHED HAND.  THEY ARE READY TO RECEIVE, ALL THAT THEY CAN.
THERE ARE THE WORST OF CHILDREN, EXPECTING YOU TO SPEND YOUR ALL.  THEY ARE THE ONES TO STICK THEIR FOOT OUT, TO MAKE SURE YOU FALL.
THERE ARE THE WORST OF CHILDREN, WITH AN ATTITUDE "I DON'T CARE."  YOU WILL FIND THEM STARTING TROUBLE, JUST ABOUT EVERYWHERE.
THERE ARE THE WORST OF CHILDREN, WE NEED TO SHOW THEM HOW WE FEEL.  THEY NEED TO BE HANDED OVER, NOTHING BUT  A POTATO PEEL.
BY, AUTHOR & POET, SANDRA JUANITA NAILING

With all the trouble we have to face, from day to day, why not learn to be nice, in all we do and say.
This is an evil world, how can we make it better?  Write suggestions to the President, by sending him a letter.
How can we get rid of violence, that's tearing us apart?  Are you willing to come up with a plan, and when will it start?  
With all the shootings going on, can you make it stop?  We have depleted all to make it happen; we are about to drop.
What's wrong with being nice, to the people we see?  Encourage them to move forward, being the best they can be.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

There are some nice old people that you ever want to see.  Like my precious Mother, she was sweet as she could be.
There are some nice old people who will treat you very kind.  Whenever you are sick, they soothes your troubled mind.
There are some  nice old people; you just love being around.  You can rely on them, to lift you up, and not drag you down.
There are some nice old people, who will feed you all day long.  They'll make sure you are healthy, they'll make sure you are strong.
There are some nice old people, who care about your success.  They are out to encourage you, to bring out your very best.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Why do old people get up in age, and they become so mean.  They began to fuss with all their heart, like something you ever seen.
They fuss in the morning, the noonday, and night.  There are even some, who are willing to fight.
Have something happened to their brains, changing them into someone strange?  They no longer act nice, but some seem to act insane.
You try to be kind to them, but they are so set in their ways.  All you can do is sit back, and pray for better days.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

The world is one big melting ***, made of beautiful people.  As the *** is being stirred, they go deeper and deeper.
The world is one big melting ***, that finally bring people together.  They are all of one temperature, in whatever type of weather.
The world is one big melting ***, no matter the color of your skin.  After all you are mixed together, cleansing prejudice that's bound within.
The world is one big melting ***, letting off all unnecessary steam.  Once this melting *** is done, people want be so mean.  
The world is one big melting ***, it is just about done.  Be prepared to see the outcome, as people become as one.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Your body is a beautiful Masterpiece, "Fearfully and Wonderfully" made.  If properly taken care of, it will slowly fade.
Your body is a beautiful Masterpiece, from your head to your last toe.  It will be observed by everyone, everywhere you go.
Your body is a beautiful Masterpiece, it should have the best of care.  Don't forget about good hygiene, to your body and your hair.  
Your body is a beautiful Masterpiece, to present to the entire World.  You will be admired by everyone, every man, woman, boy, and every precious girl.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

As I observe my Grandbaby girl, she is never without love.  Her Father is a Minister, he received his love from God above.
My youngest son cherish his love, for his precious little girl.  He treats her with such kindness, cherishing her like a pearl.
He receive such enthusiasm, when he sees her smile.  She walks up and down his belly, as if she's racing for a mile.
There is nothing like a love to have, for your precious one.  After entertaining her all day, this Father's day is done.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

There are children that bring nothing but joy.  It could be a precious girl, or a respectful boy.
There are children that really makes your day.  These types of children, are never in the way.
There are children; you can't help but love.  They are the ones; you don't mind giving a hug.
There are children, just like my three grown Sons.  If you want to get something done, believe me they are the ones.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

There are children, who  been taught the truth.  This did not just start,, it was from their youth.
There are children, who refuse to lie.  They want a clear conscience, before  God, on the day  they die.
There are children, who will get ahead.  Because of telling the truth, they will sleep in a soft bed.
There are children, who future will be bright.   They refuse to engage in lies; truth is before their sight.

There are so many children, who just love to lie.  I do hope they get it right, before the day they die.
There are so many children, who lie right through their teeth.  It only bring you pain, causing you to weep.
There are so many children, who like to lie for fun.  If you take a closer look, they are on the run.
There are so many children, who will not go far in life.  They need to vow to stop lying, tell the truth, and make it right.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

There are children, who love to talk back.  They constantly run off their lips, giving you a lot of flack.
There are children, who love to talk back. They are the ones to show-off, and make a wise crack.
There are children, who love to run their lips.  They are the very ones, to cause you to flip.
There are children, who yell when they speak.  Not an inch in them are humble, not an inch in them are meek.
There are children; you don't care to be around.  Instead of uplifting your Spirit, they only drag you down.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Don't call me out of my name; my Mother named me" Sandra;" I think she did a very good job.  I refuse to accept  any evil names;  I refuse to be robbed.
Don't call me out of my name;" Sandra" will be just fine.  It has been stuck into my brain, and don't forget about my mind.
Don't call me out of my name; I am not a female dog or *****.  To call me those evil names, they shouldn't be repeated anymore.
Don't call me out of my name;" Sandra means Helper of Man."  To call my name using evil words, be sure you know where I stand.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

If you don't have any good to say, maybe you can bite your lips.  You don't want to open your mouth, causing someone to flip.
If you don't have any good to say, sit there and hold your peace.   You don't want to cause any confusion, that just will not cease.
If you don't have any good to say, perhaps you can close your eyes.  People don't want to hear anything negative, along with a bunch of lies.
If you don't have any good to say, maybe you can stay away.  If you are not going to encourage someone, leave those words at bay.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Learn to build up people, refuse to drag them down.  Stop speaking so many negative words, putting people down.
Learn to build up people, open your mouth and speak life.  You know this is not wrong; it is only right.
Learn to build up people, especially, in your home.  Let words flow from your lips, in a pleasant tone.
Learn to build up people, wherever you go.  Put into practice, the kind things you know.
Learn to build up people, give them a good sample.  As people watch your conduct, be that perfect example.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Some people are so mean, they don't mind hurting the ones they suppose to love.  They really need much help, from our God above.
There are people; you don't care to be around.  You just get so tired of them, always putting you down.
Deep in your heart; you are screaming out for peace.  You can't wait to the day, all of this will cease.
We have only a short time, to live within our land.  We need to show our love ones, all the peace we can.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

The Bible clearly tells us, "We are fearfully and wonderfully made."  Why ******* your body, ending up in the grave?
There are so many men you travel with, looking for a thrill.  After fulfilling their need; you are the one they ****.
Your body has been created, unto the glory of God.  Don't let Him get angry at you, and began to use His rod.
Women learn to respect yourself; your body is not your own.  God's Son bought you with a price, yes even your 206 bones.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

If only the internet was filled with something clean.  ******* has corrupted men minds, from the things that's seen.
******* has taken over our internet with corruption, from beginning to the end.  The men, women and children, what they are doing is sin.
You can find the lesbians, you can find the gays, doing everything against their bodies, and against what God has to say.
I pray that God want rain down brimstone and fire.  He certainly did it to the people of ***** and Gomorrah.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Leaders have turned a deaf ear, to the women who are getting *****.  They do not want to ruin their Institution's name, to become tarnished, therefore they think the women Stories are fake.
Even the women are being *****, in the Military.  Once the Officers go to Court, the Judge's sentencing is totally contrary.
Will there ever be justice, on behalf of women bodies?  While men go on their merry way like Santa Claus, constantly out to feel jolly.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

So many people have lost their lives, because of drinking for fun.  Where are the people who really over did it, when you look, there are none?
So many people have lost their lives, because poison was slipped into their drinks.  Only if they knew it would happen, they would have used their minds to think.
So many people have lost their lives, because of drinking while drunk.  Their cars were fully totaled, all that were left were junk.
So many people have lost their lives, after drinking they suddenly past out.  If only they remained sober, they still would be living, this I have no doubt.
So many people have lost their lives, having fun were for the wrong reason. Now they will no longer be around, to enjoy every Season.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

It's good to wrap up in a blanket, all nice and warm.   I can feel the love that soothes my heart, like a healing balm.
It's good to wrap up in a blanket, to cover every spot.  Love was put into making it, I'll be sure to cherish it a lot.
It's good to wrap up in a blanket made with tender hands.  Love flows from every inch, allowing me to stand.
It's good to wrap up in a blanket, sent from God above.  He has covered me in his arms, wrapped in nothing but love.
I am well covered; I have no need to fret.  I will show my gratitude, refusing to get upset.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

The best Christmas to have is the one to be able to breathe.  This is worth more than anything, than what you can receive.
The best Christmas to have is the one in which you can see.  This is worth more than any wrapped gifts, placed under a Christmas tree.
The best Christmas to have is being able to walk.  This is worth more than any Robot that is able to talk.
The best Christmas to have is being able to hear.  This is worth more than any wardrobe of clothes, to wear throughout the New Year.
The best Christmas to have is being able to speak.  This is worth more than any fame; you are out to seek.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

You will get attention, when you decide to do drugs.  You could finally end up looking like a ****.
You will get attention, when your memory is lost.  You may end up robbing the banks, just to pay for the cost.
You will get attention, when your appearance began to fail.  Please don't forget; you could end up in jail.
You will get attention, when you lose your last tooth.  You will began to look old, nothing like your youth.
If you want attention, it must be really bad.  You will only go down, and this is truly sad.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Be that shinning star, to help guide the way.  Help dispel the darkness, turning it into day.
Be that shinning star, to bring the wise from far.  In part into those who are fighting, to no longer remain in War.
Be that shinning star, that twinkle in someone's weeping eyes.  Bring them close to you, placing them by your side.
Be that shinning star, to beam down upon that sad place.  Let it glow for miles away, upon each and every face.
Be that shinning star, glowing everywhere.   To those who desire to see, be sure that you are there.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

There is nothing like the satisfaction of giving, to those you know who are in need.  In Church we are constantly encouraged, to plant a worthwhile seed.  
There is nothing like the satisfaction, of spreading joy around.  Reaching out to those who are hungry, uplifting those who are down.
There is nothing like the satisfaction, of providing for the poor.  Not failing to bring extra gifts, when walking out the door.
There is nothing like the satisfaction, of visiting the lonely and sick.  Just to see the smile on their faces, from the presents they pick.
You will have satisfaction, when you forget about yourself.  Your heart will be so fulfilled, when you share part of your wealth.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Nothing remains the same in life; you have to experience the new.  You must leave old things behind, and be willing to move on freely through.
Nothing remains the same in life, there is no time to stand still.  There are so many dreams gone forth, and they must all be fulfilled.
Nothing remains the same in life, even the four Seasons.  To have them to never change, we have no special reason.
Nothing remains the same in life, just think it could be boring,  We must experience higher things, and not stoop to that which is lowering.
Nothing remains the same in life, listening to the same old thing.  Why not choose a new melody, as it joyfully rings.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

May you have the best Christmas ever, in all you endeavor to do.  May those things your heart desires, finally come through.
May you have the best Christmas ever, enjoying a lot of peace.  When it's time for Dinner, may you have a great feast.
May you have the best Christmas ever, not forgetting the poor.  Be thankful you have gifts to share, as you go out of the door.
May you have the best Christmas ever, not allowing it to control you.  Be alert each step you take, in whatever you do.
May you have the best Christmas ever, taking one day at a time.  Don't rush into anything, be calm as you rest your mind.
May you have the best Christmas ever, I do wish you well.  My love goes out to all of you; I do hope you can tell.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Be thankful at Christmas, and have a good attitude.  Refrain from fussing and fighting, as well as being rude.
Be thankful at Christmas, help spread a lot of cheer.  Allow the family to be drawn close, allow them to come near.
Be thankful at Christmas, no matter what gift you get.  Be grateful with gratitude, and don't easily get upset.
Be thankful at Christmas, help spread some joy and peace.  Let it flow out to everyone, refuse to let it cease.
Be thankful at Christmas, maybe you can share the hungry your food.  I'm sure they want waste it, but all of it will be used.
Be thankful at Christmas, don't get caught up into self.  Learn to give out to others, so they can share your wealth.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

While you are out shopping, don't forget the poor.  Make sure you buy extra gifts, to leave at their front door.
While you are out shopping, constantly running around, don't forget to make a list, and write the needy down.
While you are out shopping, don't forget to get some rest.  You are going to need your strength, passing out gifts to the homeless.
While you are out shopping, remember those who are alone.  Maybe you can drop off a gift, to take to their home.
While you are out shopping, don't forget those closed in sick.  I'm sure they want mind, whatever they get.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Learn to speak with dignity, and not with any shame.  Use a good dictionary,to find the right words, to spell any given name.
Learn to speak with dignity, to show forth a good impression.  Say, "I will do my best in life," let this be your confession.
Learn to speak with dignity, so you can be a good example for others.  There are people watching you, especially, your Sisters and Brothers.
Learn to speak with dignity, to an audience that need your help.  When you speak in confidence, believe me it will be felt.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Don't hold down your head, it should be lifted at an even level.  To walk with great confidence, should always be your endeavor.
Don't hold down your head, we are not in the days of old.  We can look anyone in the face, as you are politely bold.
Don't hold down your head, and walk with dignity.  Remember, you are no longer bound, but you are born to be free.
Don't hold down your head, but observe the beautiful birds.  Enjoy the peace and tranquility, to soothe and calm your nerves.
Don't hold down your head, notice people for miles.  This will give you a chance, to share your lovely smile.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

The atmosphere of giving, should be all year long.  To wait for a particular Season; I believe this is wrong.
The atmosphere of giving; should come directly from the heart.  Don't wait for a particular day, and then began to start.
The atmosphere of giving can easily be done.  It's not just for a particular person, but towards anyone.
It may be towards the homeless, out in the freezing cold.  You can give a box of tissues, to those with a running nose.
It may be towards the people, without food to eat.  Or, those without shoes, to wear on their bare feet.
It may be towards a family, sleeping in a car.  Or, helping a lonely person, traveling from far.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Don't let your talents be wasted, not getting them off the ground.  Your talents should always be used, not letting them sit around.
You should be creative with what's in trusted in your care.  Some people have special gifts and talents that are very rare.
Be creative and try something new.  Map out a precise plan, in what you desire to do.
When you are creative, use your mind to think.  You do not need to be confused, putting your mind on the brink.
You have within you; a reservoir of gifts.  You have the opportunity to inspire, and the ability to uplift.
As the Lord told Moses, "Use what's in your hand.  So cross over into creativity, to share it through out the land.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

There are so many people who fail to use their brain.  That's why so many walk around, acting so insane.
There are so many people who copy what others do.  Instead of using what they know, they let bad people guide them through.
There are so many people who just fail to think.  They may see someone take a sip, so they began to drink.
There are so many people who began to smoke.  You choose rather to show-off, and began to use dope.
There are so many people who travel the wrong road.  Everything looks so interesting, they traveled it in the cold.
There are so many people dancing, in the middle of the floor.  You take it one step further, dancing right outside the door.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

I saw a little baby, smoking cigarettes.  The child is still in the womb, not ready to come forth yet.
I saw a little baby, drinking alcohol like a fish.  He drank from several bottles, and not out of a dish.
I saw a little baby, snorting *******.  Yet, once he is born, you expect him to remember his name.
How do we look to have healthy babies, when you yourself constantly smoke?  Before they come forth from the womb, you're pumping them with dope.
It's a good thing, once they are delivered, they do not instantly walk.  They would be so drunk staggering, they would have to halt.
It's a good thing, once they are delivered, they do not instantly talk.  They would have a slurry speech, all because it's your fault.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

"If God be for you;" don't worry about the rest.  He'll give you the ability, to bring out your best.
"If God be for you;" you have no need to fear.  God will always protect you, because you are so dear.
"If God be for you;" you don't have to run and hide.  God has your physical body, right before His eyes.
"If God be for you;" He has whatever you need.  He promised to provide for you, as you would plant a seed.
"If God be for you;" you'll always come out on top.  With God on your side, He will never allow you to drop.
'If God be for you," so go and enjoy peace.  Help bring a smile to everyone, and never let it cease.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Why do you march, walking for miles and miles?  Would it be for justice, not out of anger, still wearing a smile?
Why do you march, is it just to be seen?  Are you there to start trouble, ruining everything?
Why do you march, do you have a good reason?  Are you willing to go all the way, regardless of the Season?
Why do you march, do you have a goal in mind?  Are you hoping a change will come about, just in the length of time?
Why do you march, what will you bring to the table?  Have you established a concrete plan, one that is firmly stable?
Why do you march, are you willing to sacrifice your life?  Are you able to stand bold, and choose the things that's right?
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

WHAT WOULD HAPPEN, IF YOUR TRIGGER FINGER WAS REMOVED?  HOW COULD YOUR GUN, ANY LONGER BE PROPERLY USED?
FOR THOSE WHO ARE TRIGGER FINGER HAPPY, WHY NOT SIT BACK AND THINK?  TO HAVE A LAW TO REMOVE YOUR TRIGGER FINGER, TO YOU,THIS LAW WILL STINK.  
IT'S BEST TO HAVE A FINGER REMOVED, INSTEAD OF TAKING A LIFE.  WHICH ONE WILL YOU CHOOSE, AND WHICH ONE IS RIGHT?
MORE PEOPLE WILL BE LIVING, AND THERE WILL BE LESS FEAR.
PEOPLE CAN FINALLY ENJOY PEACE AT LAST, THROUGHOUT THE REST OF THE YEAR.
BY, AUTHOR & POET, SANDRA JUANITA NAILING

I have seen people crave for a cigarette, they are out in the freezing cold.  You can see tears in their eyes, and a red running nose.
I was born on New Year's Day, in weather that was cold to my Father and Mother.  I was actually coming out, on the way to the Hospital, not stopping for any other.
There are those who drinks a lot, they have to fulfill their heart's desire.  They will walk a mile in the freezing cold, to ease this craving, that burns within like a fire.
There are those who are on drugs, their urges just want stop.  They will search everyplace in the freezing cold, from the bottom to the top.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

May we have a peaceful Christmas, on this Holiday.  Let us get rid of all anger, standing in the way.
May we have a peaceful Christmas, allowing love to prevail.  Resist  breaking the Law, so no one will end up in jail.
May we have a peaceful Christmas, try showing some respect.  Tone down your attitude, refrain from getting upset.
May we have a peaceful Christmas, let peace be on our minds.  Peace can go a very long way, when everyone is kind.
May we have a peaceful Christmas, why not do something nice.  Resist the temptation of wearing a frown, or acting cold as ice.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Who are you Protecting, after shooting people down?  How are the wounded Served, while lying on the ground?
What Businesses are Protected, when they are burning and on fire?  Especially, when you see the Big Red Trucks, quickly pass by, and don't say I'm a liar.
Who are you Protecting, when people are told, they can peacefully demonstrate?  In the next breath you hear, "Go Home, there is a curfew, so you cannot hang out late."
Who are you Serving, when you can't see nothing but smoke?  Why are you throwing tear gas, as if every one is on dope?
Who are you Protecting, when refusing people their Legal Rights?  Why do the entire crowd suffers, when only one man starts a fight?
If you are going to Protect and Serve, know exactly what you are doing.  Or you may one day wake up, and find so many people suing.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

BEFORE YOU DECIDE TO SHOOT YOUR GUN, REMEMBER I AM HUMAN.  MAYBE YOU CAN USE SOMETHING ELSE, I WOULD LIKE TO REMAIN IN THE LAND.
BEFORE YOU DECIDE TO TAKE MY LIFE, HAVE A HEART AND RESIST.  INSTEAD OF USING A KNIFE OR WEAPON, I RATHER THAT YOU USE YOUR FIST.
BEFORE YOU DECIDE TO DO WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND, THINKING YOU WANT TO ****.  REMEMBER THAT I AM HUMAN, AND THAT LIFE IS REAL.
BEFORE YOU DECIDE TO SHED INNOCENT BLOOD, REMEMBER THAT I AM A HUMAN BEING.  YOU REALLY NEED TO PRAY TO GOD, ALL BECAUSE THIS IS SIN.
BEFORE YOU DECIDE TO GET RID OF ME, REMEMBER A HUMAN IS BEFORE YOUR FACE.  PLEASE DON'T DESTROY ME, BECAUSE I'M OF ANOTHER RACE.
BY, AUTHOR & POET, SANDRA JUANITA NAILING

Hands up to Jesus, only He can save.  He has angels to back you up, when your hands are raised.
Hands up to Jesus, only He can deliver.  He can give you Peace, that flows like a River.
Hands up to Jesus, only He can provide.  There should be no fear; you don't have to run and hide.
Hands up to Jesus, no matter where you are.  You may be walking in the Streets, or sitting in your car.
Hands up to Jesus, to make things go right.  He doesn't believe in violence, or those who's ready to fight.
Hands up to Jesus, to keep everything in line.  He's able to keep you focus, so you can have a sound mind.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Who can we trust, when justice needs to prevail?  What need to be done, to put the right one in jail?  
Who can we trust, for justice to stand?   Instead of revealing the truth; you  accept a lie, from evil men.
Who can we trust, to stand up for the law?  Instead of seeking peace, why are you involved in war?
Who can we trust, so your life want be in vain?  Who do we turn to, someone whose mind is not sane?
Who can we trust, to teach our children what's truly right?  Not giving them a "Beat Down," by Officers, in the midst of the night.
Justice for mankind, no matter the race.  Something need to be done, at a rapid pace.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

I am still thankful, for all I've been through.  There came a time, I didn't know what to do.
I am still thankful, that I am alive.  With all the trouble and turmoil, it has made me wise.
I am  still thankful, even though my loved one died.  I know I must go on, after the tears I cried.
I am still thankful, to encourage and uplift man.  To prevent anyone from becoming depressed, I'll help the best I can.
I am still thankful, to be loved by my family and friends.  I can depend on them to pray for me, in the very end.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

You were placed on the middle roll, in the Church Choir.  When everyone began to sing; you moved up a step higher.  
YOU WANT TO BE SEEN.
The family put you in the center, to take a photo shot.  You were the first to complain, that you look like a dot.
YOU WANT TO BE SEEN.
You have put on every color; you can ever dream.  You make sure you are in front; you want them to announce your name.
YOU WANT TO BE SEEN.
You are sitting at the table, with all types of food.  Because it is so tasty; you moan licking your fingers, acting very rude.
YOU WANT TO BE SEEN.
While standing in the Street, in front of a crowd; no one is speaking, why are you talking loud?
YOU WANT TO BE SEEN.
BY, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

If you became rich, would you become another man?  Would you be that person, no one could stand?
If you became rich, would people know who you are?  Would you move quickly, to get away from us, to a place very far?
If you became rich, would you know how to act?  Would you ignore the people that you know, who really lack?
If you became rich, would you be seen again?  Would you escape into a life, totally filled with sin?
If you became rich, would you help those who helped you excel?  Even to the ones, who prevented you from going to jail.
If you became rich, tell me how long will it last?  Would you get involved into drugs and alcohol, watching your money deplete fast?
If you became rich, would you keep a sound mind?  Would you continue to treat others not rude, but promise to be kind?
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

What would you do, if you didn't have to pay bills?  After all this is something, you have been doing for years.
What would you do with the extra money; you will have to spent?  Would you finally sleep at night, having peace within?
What would you do, finally taking a deep breath?  You will have time to save, and work toward having wealth.
What would you do with the money in your pocket?  Would you do a good deed, escorting the homeless to the Market?
What would you do with the extra cash on hand?  Can you think of an incentive, to promote healing in our land?
What would you do, to finally be free?  No longer paying bills, now I can branch out, to be what I want to be.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing