The god has fallen at last; his angel has succeeded. The demons
that were kept
at bay come crawling from the shadows. The victor can see the mess and is paralyzed
by fear. The hellish brute is overwhelming.

The devil shakes away the shock until he can move again.
The devil takes some steps back.
The devil picks up a sword to fight.
The devil takes position.

The devil starts to slice the foes.
The devil starts repulsing them.
The devil starts to build a wall.
The devil starts to show the way.

The devil keeps them now at bay.
The devil keeps them far away.
The devil keeps them now as prey.
The god is watching him.

Thank you, Father, that I have a purpose
one that runs deeper than the surface
Thank you, Lord, for cleansing me
from all of my inequities, you have set me free
My burden is gone, my eyes have been opened
to You, I surrender my utmost devotion
My body is hungry for a touch from Your hand
My spirit is thirsty for Your promised land
I sing praises to Thee with love and with care
to You, my Great Master
This is my prayer.

Dear, Pa –
it’s your once-son
Danny – or better known
as Sandy, or Annie or;
Ann-Marie and to some
folks on 19th Street,
I’m known as a sinner, a ******!
My life is a movie, like
a catwalk model; and
I play a very special person, who’s got
no-one to lean on, no mommy to hold, and;
Wait, I know her. She’s familiar to me like,
I’ve known her since the beginning of time, but
right now, in physical form, she stands
in front of me in the;
mirror, Pa. Yes, I am her reflection, no
I mean she’s my reflection and I realize
that; all along, this whole time, I told myself
a big-fat lie; as a child, hatred and anger
were the tears I cried. So –
this one’s for you, my king,
my liege; this one’s the promise
that we’ll keep; this one’s the bond
between our sheets; but this one’s the
one that’ll point at you; before I lift
the middle one, to say, “***** You!”
But hey, Pa – here I am. A
woman, not a man. A bonafide,
sophisticated lady in minx
with, real diamond earrings and
fierce wings; those nails, my nose
and my lips – make me feel like I’ve
power at my fingertips.
Tonight is my show – it’s my time
to shine. And I’m going to **** it
like I know I can – so thank you Pa,
and thank you, ma’am. For giving
me the strength to be who I am.

We have competed

a lot over our fathers –


which of them was worse.

isolation is a redly glowing wolf
it is too close to me, get away
how can i believe in myself?
the night swallows self-confidence

i am waiting for an angel sent by
the tall and wise heralds of my fate
they are riding the train of future
i don't know how to hop on, no clue

eden's sounds are distracting me
but in her eyes i can see where my train
is supposed to stop and to arrive
ancient existences are floodding her pupil

they stem from a place called nirvana
it is the deep core of a human being's soul
light suffuses their shape, goldly shining
they fight against the demons of our world

and as the years passing by, they become
our nostalgic memories and our sentiment
i want to be there for eden, protecting her
the red wolf will not come between us

With green grass
And blue sky
Under yellow sun
As the birds shaped like w’s fly so high

It's all just a fairytale
A child’s painting brought to life
But it’s all just a fairytale
A world without pain or strife

A house with four windows
A door with a circle for a ****
Doesn’t it make your eyes water?
Doesn’t it make you cry and sob?

For what is a mother without a child?
What is a father without a small hand to hold tight?
What is a music box without a lullaby?
What is a bedtime story without a goodnight?

A tomb devoid of joy
The music box starts to play
There is no one left here
A child was lost that day

We never have the essential answers, to the questions in our daily lives.
God takes the lead and remains in control.
God touches our hearts beyond wishes untold.
I know you’re hurting so very much; I want to help but I don’t know how.
This storm of yours is barreling toward you; sweeping you up and spinning you within.
You hide behind your strength for others;
but you my friend need someone too!
I can’t imagine, in my wildest dream the intensity
of your pain; the complexity of your damaged will!
To lose so many whom you love so dearly, has got to be
robbing your emotion.
When your insides feel like a drowning sorrow,
When your days and nights regret tomorrow,
When your eyes tear up behind their sockets,
(because you refuse to let your feelings show).
When you just don’t want to be the “old” you,
When you can’t see yourself making it through.
When you just can’t seem to gain any control.
When you feel like giving it all up for good,
When your pain and hurt is misunderstood.
Always remember what I am saying.
Dearest friend in “my whole wide world”,
Our Heavenly father is right by your side.
We have our pain and rock hard endings.
We have our trials and tribulations.
We have our moments of dis-repair.

We have our moments when we just don’t care.
But you serve a God who is all around you.
Holding you close in your raging storm.
You may not see it; you may not feel it.
But God is standing faithfully behind you;
waiting for you to Trust him and fall.