I pray that today shall be your very best day of all.
That you shall see the little things for what they are.
The things that reveal Christ to each of us daily here.
For to be Loved, by those that you hold so precious to you.
To have an warm breeze come up from behind you.
To have someone buy you coffee or something else.
For to finally be shown the biggest blessing of all here.
To be use to draw others to our Living Savior and God.
For we were put on this earth to bless others not ourselves.

Uzzi, did you fade away
or did you go somewhere to pray?
Some thought that your heart is a playground for fools
until you shut its door and wiped it clean of stulls.
Demons tortured you from within
because of thine hidden sin;
angels carried you on their wings
so that you can eat with kings.
Even in the darkness you shine as light,
although, it is difficult overcoming the fight.
No glory for the shadowman
except he accepts a better clan.
The future isn't far,
it isn't a journey of a car.
Your life became new
when you got rid of the former crew.
The past is past, ahead is ahead,
make merry and enjoy thine daily bread.

Have you ever imagined making love in the sky?
The cool breeze blows on your face as you stare in your lovers eyes.

Have you ever imagined that pleasure could steal your breath?
The touch and carresses from your lovers hands causing you to melt.

Have you ever cuddled all night and you wake up feeling like you would explode.
The feeling so intense that you decide to make your lovers home your abode.

Have you had a kiss underneath a water fall?
The tiny drops of water  giving you chills as you respond to your lovers call.

Have you ever wished your bed could be set on fire?
As you give yourself away while fulfilling your intense desires.

Have your body ever ****** by the brush of your lovers skin?
Or the warm presence of your lover deep within.

Maybe you should find this lover you dance the night away with.
Without you feeling reserved nor shy even for a little bit.

I wrote a song for you,
It sounds lovely in my head.
Oh! How beautiful it is-
Something you should hear in bed.

I wrote a song just for you,
It spoke of my love for you,
Your smile and pretty face,
And my heart for only you.

I wrote this song for you,
A lovely song for lovely you,
A song that is more than words,
But beautiful cos its for you.

Oh! This song i wrote for you,
I imagined we danced to it,
With my eyes fixed on you,
And body close to feel your heat.

Do i have to cry,
To make you know that i have tried?
Or do i have to lie,
To make you see that i have done right?

If i go away,
Would you miss me like i did?
If i choose to stay,
Would you be humble and yield?

I saw this once before,
Never thought i'd see it again.
What is behind this door?
Will it be the same old pain?

But we will never know,
If we do not try.
And we will never grow,
If we sit back and cry.

Do you recall that i said-
"Things might end up the same way",
And although i prayed,
Yet see where we are today.

I see the moon tonight
And the stars twinkling,
So imagined in my heart,
That you could see the same thing.

I sat by my window
And whistled a sound,
Then thought i heard you chuckle,
So i turned to see if you came around.

And though tonight is cold,
It's warmer with you in my heart.
So i smile to the moon and stars,
Happy we're still holding on tight.

These are the days of love with a price tag:
These are the days of affections that won't last;
These are the days when more marraiges collapse:
These are the days when passions fade fast;

These are the days when daugthers curse their mothers:
These are the days when youths despise humble beginnings;
These are the days of "it doesn't matter as long as it trends":
These are the days when immorality is more appealing;

These are the days when open-hearted words might be lies:
These are the days when love for money supersedes all;
These are the days when virginity is no longer a thing of pride:
These are the days when your lover will seek your fall;

These are the days when armunitions are made to invade another's land:
These are the days when those who should protect us becomes our enemies;
These are the days when men in suits are more corrupt than those in prison clothes:
These are the days when the so-called civilised are the ones behind animosities;

These are the days when ******* thrives in the media:
These are the days when the respect of religious leaders is earned by the size of gifts;
These are the days when you must not trust religious and civil laws spoken from the mouth of men:
These are the days when those who claim to pursue peace are actually vicious beasts;

These are the days when using the rod is termed an act of abuse not a means of correction:
These are the days when skin colour and beliefs are a strong deterrent to relating with one another;
These are the days when parents emphatically teach hating others to their children:
These are the days when a dead terrorists is celebrated as a martyr;

These are the days when diseases are created to fund the accounts of a few:
These are the days when men step in as heroes after having created the pain in the first place;
These are the days when leaders sell their people to gain acceptance among powerful cruel men:
These are the days when you should never trust the countenance of your master's face;

But dear reader, no matter how bad these days seems to be,
You and i can choose that to evil, we will not condescend;
Bear in mind that the evils of this world will be on the increase,
As long as there are people who strongly believe that this world will come to an end.