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.

Everytime we go back in time,
We hung out there,
Everytime we rise up on our feet,
We begin to fear,
There are things worth remembering
There are also things worth forgetting.

There are pictures of our past and we are trying hard to erase them,
There are pictures of the future and we try to ignore them,
There are wrongs that we can't undo,
But there are ways to make it through:

In the end will you accept if I handed you flowers,
In the end if we win or lose, the quest is ours,
In the end there is no life with no past and a future,
In the end only us can decide what we want on our picture;

So come with me and baby be mine,
So come with me to the end of time,
Where we'll both build a world,
Our world With no righteous god.

Out of the earth's belly i was born,
into the earth's  belly i shall return.
      From the belly of one of this present day,
      to the belly of one of an ancient day.
From the belly of one whom i grew to know,
to the belly of one whom i shall never know.
      Many rejoiced as i came out crying-
      quietly shall i return as they do the crying.
Weak and dependent is the state in which i came,
I only hope that i will return the same.

Out in the sahara is a dusty sea,
shockingly,it's where you want to be,
Instead of right here sitting with me,
Another unexplained mystery.

Out there is a scorching heat,
Amazingly, you desire the heat,
Instead of here in my cozy seat,
Another mind rending filth.

A warm embrace to you wouldn't do,
Nor an unconditional love to you,
But the pleasures that are untrue,
That is sickening too.

on top of the mountain is lonely me,
Dreaming that you will return to me,
To rekindle our ecstasy,
O, what a fantasy.

Though torn and broken, i still care for u.
All because my love is true,
only return and i'll reach out to you,
For the value i still recognise in you.

Sour adventure by Uzzi

Listen to these words as you read it,
Words for the living and not the dead,
Many powerful men have been brouht low,
Just by lying in Delilah's bed;
Satan seems to be giving a better offer,
But i must admit that i'm scared;
Zombies creeping into your children's dream,
An outcome of what the media has fed;
"I think i should fornicate a little",
"I am afraid that i might not be wed";
"Lord please forgive me if i hurt you",
"I'll do anything to earn my bread",
You call your children prodigals,
They've chosen a way to tread;
People lying from the altars,
Claiming to be led;
Preachers dishonoring the poor,
The same people Jesus would have fed;
People fighting for the cause of religion,
A group of reprobates misled;
Many retaliating by burning national flags,
As if to say their god is dead;
Lands which patriots fought for,
Now a place where innocent blood is shed;
Do not make hanging from a noose the option,
When all your friends have fled;
You simply might have been lagging behind,
While the world is many years ahead;
Daughters cursing their mothers,
But for their sakes these mamas bled;
LGBTs now forming unions,
Situation of the world is code red;
Hatred, disunity and supremacy over others,
Is all religions common thread;
People afraid to stand for the truth,
Nothing but cowards scared;
But be yourself, save others and hurt no one,
Peace is all our soul needs to be fed.

Consider it a blessing that you see the morning sun,
Although it might hurt, sting and burn,
Put on your running shoes and get set to run,
Go out to the fields and cultivate your corn;

Consider it a success that you hit a rock,
Those who sit and fold hands get hit by rocks,
Because you ran and hit a rock,
Is a clear sign that you are not stuck;

Running with tight shoes will definitely hurt,
Running without them will expose you to bruises and cuts,
In the end you will certainly find a worth,
For the pain endured, sacrifice and hurt

Consider it a blessing when you see the sunset,
It is a privilege for you to give yourself rest,
In whatever you may call your nest,
From the labour and toil of doing your best.

Come let us swim my beloved friends,
let us swim into the depths ­of the sea,
let us spread our fins
and expand our gills in ecstac­y;

come on let us fly my beloved friends,
let us fly from tower ­tops to tower tops,
let us soar like the eagle,
overcoming the do­wns and embracing the ups;

come on let us crawl my beloved frien­ds,
let us crawl into the woods,
where we can find rest in moist ­places
and food for our young beneath the roots;

come on let us ­grow my beloved friends,
let us grow as tall as we should,
let us­ give scent to the world,
and shelter to the bad and good;

come ­on let us walk my beloved friends,
let us walk to uncommon places­,
where we can be challenged to do better,
and hopefully find lov­e among races;

come on my beloved friends,
let us do what we do ­best,
for this is what we were made to do-
to be fulfilled and fi­nd rest.

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 got a message from the sky,
telling me that its time to fly;
at first i thought it was all a lie,
Cause it wasn't time for me to die;
someone tell my DAD that he shouldn't worry,
and all i can say is that i am truely sorry;
i love the life that i have chosen,
Although it isn't rosey nor golden;
i'm actually steping into something,
To becoming the next true king.

Aint no reason to write again,
Not with this much pain,
I wish there was more time to stay,
But the inspiration is gone away,

I search for the words the wind did bring,
And the songs which i once heard the birds sing,
I looked for the letters which were carved in trees,
They all seem to be nothing but a tease,

I am grateful for the memories of the past,
And our yesterday that seems to fade fast,
The ink i spilled on every paper,
And heart poured out in every single letter

So when you do not hear from me,
This is what has become of me,
I have lost my joy and strength,
And my peaceful heart is now rent.

Come let us swim my beloved friends,
let us swim into the depths of the sea,
let us spread our fins
and expand our gills in ecstacy;

come on let us fly my beloved friends,
let us fly from tower tops to tower tops,
let us soar like the eagle,
overcoming the downs and embracing the ups;

come on let us crawl my beloved friends,
let us crawl into the woods,
where we can find rest in moist places
and food for our young beneath the roots;

come on let us grow my beloved friends,
let us grow as tall as we should,
let us give scent to the world,
and shelter to the bad and good;

come on let us walk my beloved friends,
let us walk to uncommon places,
where we can be challenged to do better,
and hopefully find love among races;

come on my beloved friends,
let us do what we do best,
for this is what we were made to do-
to be fulfilled and find rest.

The coolness of the ocean breeze,
And long moments of peace;
there was laughter everywhere
and joy filled the air;

But who could ever know
that when the next wind will blow,
our joy would disappear
and sorrow would appear;

In every eye hung a tear
and in every heart a deepest fear,
for everyone knew
that this story isn't new;

everyone will drown-
when the boat sinks down
terrified by this,
everyone knelt down on their knees:

Moments ago,
were neither enemy nor foe,
kids played on every deck
and lovers leaned on a lover's neck;

yet moments ahead,
everyone would be dead,
even the young and old,
the timid and the bold;

At last only a few people will say,
"come on let us pray
that unto these souls should peace be,
And our hearts be cleansed of this tragedy";

In life,
put away thine strife,
accommodate one another
like a brother;

because when death comes,
it would be like the thorns,
that hurts both rich and poor-
it will knock at everyone's door;

It could be today or tomorrow,
in the midst of thine merry or sorrow;
only bear it in mind,
it comes in an unguarded time.

All the way back to my home
Are pink roses on every side:
You were there to hold my hand
Wasn't hard for you to decide.

What I was didn't matter,
That striking stare from your eyes:
Was a great thing to see,
Only I don't get to see it twice.

All the way back to my home,
You took my hand in yours:
When it got bright just after dark,
I stepped through the open door.

All the way back to my home,
We say our last goodbyes,
The smell of earth touched by rain,
And pink roses on every side.

Everytime it is morning,
We wake up to her demanding,
While we slept she was running,
With the awakened some.

Isn't that what we are hearing?
Her lovely voice keeps on calling,
It says son swim the ocean,
You must overcome.

Do you believe in you?
My aquainted friend.

No one else makes a difference,
Play attack or play defense,
Sleep back or you commence,
It depends on you.

You've got pain and I've got pain too,
Don't let your emotions control you,
And the shame deny you,
The thing you should do.

You should believe in you,
My aquainted friend.

Many stars will be rising,
Many stars will be watching,
Will you still be in hiding?
Its still up to you.

There is always the rejection,
That could influence your decision,
You might never see provision,
Hold that which is true.

I wish you beleived in you,
My aquainted friend.

The tides will keep rising,
Could be winning or be drowning,
Or on deck and keep dreaming,
I will live on.

Tomorrow it might be over,
You may never really discover,
Not today maybe never,
The rising sun.

You don't believe in you,
This is your end.

All the way back to my home
Are pink roses on every side:
You were there to hold my hand
Wasn't hard for you to decide.

What I was didn't matter,
That striking stare from your eyes:
Was a great thing to see,
Only I don't get to see it twice.

All the way back to my home,
You took my hand in yours:
When it got bright just after dark,
I stepped through the open door.

All the way back to my home,
We say our last goodbyes,
The smell of earth touched by rain,
And pink roses on every side.

Relationships might be broken,
Love may still remain,
When memories are beautiful,
Break-ups drive us insane;

When your angel is a beauty,
Your heart bleeds when they leave,
With eyes shut you will see them,
Even with yourheart being berieved;

Your love couldn't keep her,
Neither will your pain do
This woman is your jewel,
Your peace and angel too;

A rose with her petals,
And her thorns too,
A treasure you admire,
That comes back new;

Are you the reason she is broken,
And the reason she smiled too?
Did she plan it to be a one-off,
Were your feelings sincere and true?

Words can not describe it,
The hurt you feel inside,
And though it burns you deeply,
It cold be tough on her side;

She will always be your angel,
Your sun, moon and shine,
Your memories will b remebered,
Hopefully she'll be back sometime.

We will
Fly back to love
A planet we belong to
If that will be enough

We will
Build a castle there
Make enough room for us
The way you would prefer

Those times
The beauty in your eyes
Cut through my soul
And gave me butterflies

Yes those times
We danced through the fire
The society set up
But we did not retire

So come
Put your palm in mine,
As we walk through the fields
That we built with time.

Where the whirl wind blows
There we will go,
Whether fast or slow,
We don't really know.

Shout out to those i was friends with,
Shout out to those i aint lost yet,
Shout out to those who adore me,
Shout out to those who ignore me;

I dont care if you're dead or you're living,
Be grateful if you're healthy and you're breathing,
Be careful of looks that are decieving,
Hold on to that which you believe in.

Tragically, factually, emphatically,
Some things had broken me,
But-
Magically, actually, empirically,
He came and he mended me,
God.

Do not let hate define you,
Nor let love enshrine you,
Or sweet words confine you,
"What is yours is mine too".

lets go get our things back,
Those things that were stolen when we were aimed at,
Do away with friends who say this and later say that,
Left us dry to die on busy train tracks.

And wisdom says
"utilise this pain to your benefit,
rule this world and not be a counterfeit,
Find a way to make the best of it,
Study it, practice it until you master it".

And vision says,
See its end before its beginning,
Whether they are deaf or listening,
The future is all you should be living in,
The stars above is where we are positioning.

And mission says,
Pack that, Back pack,
Ride fast, Fast track.
Did you miss that, train track,
Where your aim at, fight back.

Everyday i see the world differently,
Every knowledge keeps on changing me,
Socially, emotionally and even mentally,
Hopefully i'll be who am supposed to be.