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F ine display the visionary sculpturing by our creator
A pplication used; his love, divine expression and favor
C areful genetics on our; eyes, nose, ear and mouth ‘data’
E verything wonderful seen in you and me are
S miles that shines a reflection of Abba father

©Copyright March 3, 2013 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved

What awaits on the other side
After death takes one's breath away
Billions have taken that last ride
Yet what awaits no one can say

A belief is just a belief
It may provide some with solace
And give a measure of relief
But it's not a proof in this case

All persons will know the answer
When death comes knocking on their door
That's all that can be said thus far
And how it may be evermore


(iambic tetrameter)

standing on the water casting your bread
while the eyes of the idol head are glowing
distant ships sailing into the mist
you were born with a snake in both of your fists
while a hurricane was blowing
freedom, just around the corner from you
but with truth so far off, what good will it do?
(chorus)-(Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
bird fly high by the light of the moon
oh..oh..oh..oh..oh..oh..oh Jokerman)
so swiftly the sun sets in the sky
you rise up and say goodbye to no one
fools rush in where angels fear to tread
both of their futures so full of dread, you don't show one
shedding off one more layer of skin
keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within
(chorus)
you're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds
manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister
you're going to Sodom and Gomorrah, but what do you care?
ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister
friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame
look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name
(chorus)
well the book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy
the law of the jungle and the sea, are your only teachers
in the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed
Michaelangelo indeed could have carved out your features
resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space
half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face
(chorus)
well the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame
preacherman seeks the same
who'll get there first is uncertain
nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, pad locks
molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain
false hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin
only a matter of time til night comes stepping in
(chorus)
it's a shadowy world, skies are slippery grey
woman just gave birth to a prince today, dressed him in scarlet
he'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat
take the motherless children off the street
and place them at the feet of a harlot
oh Jokerman, you know what he wants
oh Jokerman, you dont show any response
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
bird fly high by the light of the moon
oh..oh..oh..oh..oh..oh..oh Jokerman

So you have a little secret
That you desperately try to hide
Why is it this secret shames you
Do you think we point and stare

When we talk you try to hide it
Don't let on feelings true
Convinced we will think you different
Why is it , it shames you so

So you go to church on Sundays
Walk with God most every day
Pray to Jesus to aid others
And yet you still try to hide

Time to speak, break the secret
Walk with pride and not with shame
After all on your side is Jesus
And awaiting there eternal life

à question asked by a moment, was it asked by a weakness or was it asked by an illness or maybe set free by a sound, not to rebound but to find out how to live to be free of the unusual evil plea, to live by ones thought its not your own so dont let it be shown, live within instead of living without, not trusting others maybe a good idea, look within the known before we are all taken by societies cyclone, living within is not living wiuthout, there maybe a doubt to look to find out, one step closer to a light of life and a death to being dead, see in your own souls cry, fly higher and go beyond the sky, its forevers freedom or maybe the eternal kingdom, hope is to be thought of because we are unsure, its hard the obsticals we all face, have belief we are becoming the human race, its not our opinion that makes us limited its our structure that makes us timid believe in your own tears of the memories of fears, gone by too many times to keep comitting these givin crimes, it wasnt just us doing time its our own future that is crying out stop wait and listen, its not one person who hurts its all, know that the individual is to be set free, before the future will see,....

I'm new here, and what I see, this world aint
ready for me,
I'm unique, I'm different, I won't make your mistakes,
I know, don't tell me where to go,
Your life is not mine, things will be different, but,,,,
now I am older, life got colder...
I realise... I am that soldier, ....older and aware,
life revolves, thoughts combine, your thoughts are
now mine, it took time, it took pain, now I see,
life becomes you and life becomes me, in the end,,
we end the same!

Prayer can touch your heart and soul.
Prayer can heal your pain, take it away.
Prayer is a good way to begin each day.
Prayer makes you feel good, like it should.
Prayer can repair every part of you.
Prayer is an easy thing to do.
Prayer is talking to your God or higher power.
Prayer can give your spirit a lift.
Prayer is a special gift.

I watched the gulls out over the sea
The reflection of the sun blinding me

The breeze blowing through everything that could move
If this day ever ends, it'll still be too soon

I'm holding on to dreams and false beliefs
I've got hope

I'll do as I please and not care what you think of me
But you know-

Everything's spinning and turning, jumping and flying
We're running and dodging everything in our way

And your smile still gleams so brightly,
As we realize all this time-
We we're going the wrong way.

Not because I possess riches or fame,
But for the simple pleasure of doing
For another what I can.

The power to influence is not something new,
It really is something we all do.

The message here just makes it clear,
Do it on purpose and it becomes more dear.

I am an Influencer by design – it’s something deep inside…
That continues to shine – when it’s sharing time.

There’s great value to accrue,
Because
What you give out always comes back to you.

It’s a boomerang effect – so always select
To make someone smile
By going that extra mile.

What a humbling path,
Using my special gifts this way

I am an Influencer…

I can, and I do make a difference in people lives!