jan

every mother and father look into your childrens eyes....
and learn them to love and not to dispise.....
teach them respect for every race ....
every colour, religion, every single face...
respect is the best gift that we can give....
because everybody has got the right to live....
to live in peace, to have a future that is clear.....
to walk up that road without any fear.....
to not face a torrent of any abuse.....
then listen to society's feeble excuse.....
so mother's and father's take back your control.....
be a parent ...except your role......
teach your children the difference between wrong and right.
teach them to love and not to fight...
teach them that the value of every life is the same....
no matter who you are or whatever your name....
because no-matter what colour skin....
we happen to be born in.....
what shape, what size, what colour hair.....
whatever clothes we decide to wear.....
whatever body we live inside.....
no-one has the right to critisize.....
this is part of a poem I wrote for Anthony walker a young lad who was murdered in liverpool it was all over the papers and the whole of liverpool came together and Anthony's death has had such a big impact on us all... I feel very strongly about any predjudice and will not tolerate it at all.......... here's some more of my poems..hope u like?
, THE LIFE OF RACHEAL BROWN
THE DAY SHE WAS BORN IT RAINED ALL DAY
SHE USED TO HEAR HER MOTHER SAY
NEVER LOVED, TREATED LIKE DIRT
NOBODY KNEW HOW MUCH IT HURT
ALWAYS A LACKEY HER MOTHER A WHORE
SHE HATED THE NOISES BEHIND THAT DOOR
AT SCHOOL THEY LAUGHED AND CALLED HER NAMES
A LONELY LITTLE GIRL SO FILLED WITH SHAME
AT JUNIOR SCHOOL SHE RAN AWAY
NO SHOES ON HER FEET NO-WHERE TO STAY
AS HUNGER SET IN THE PIMPS CAME NEAR
THEY FORCED HER INTO A LIFE OF FEAR
USED, ABUSED, SO EMPTY INSIDE
NO -WHERE TO RUN, NO PLACE TO HIDE
SOON CAME THE DRUGS, THEY HELPED SET HER FREE
AWAY FROM THE UGLINESS OF HER MISERY
SOON SHE WAS HOOKED, SHE LIVED IN A SHELL
AND COULDN'T FACE NO LONGER HER LIVING HELL
SHE TOOK HER OWN LIFE AT THE AGE OF FOURTEEN
IT WAS AS IF HER LIFE HAD NEVER BEEN
IN THE CORNER OF THE GRAVEYARD IS A SINGLE STONE
WRITTEN UPON IT NAME UNKNOWN
REGRETS
Forgive me my children for so many wrongs
too much wine and so many songs
I bypast your youth while still grasping for mine
hanging on for dear life, no meaning of time
empty pockets for food but not for fast cars
picking up the whores that hang in the bars
No thought of you I cannot lie
and even now I can not justify
I abandoned you for my selfish need
not a zest for life but an on going greed
now I am all alone, wrecked with abuse
searching for reasons, some feeble excuse
I sacrificed my family for whisky, true love for the whores
a warm comfy bed for bar room floors
children's laughter for oh so many tears
I watched it all fade away until it disappeared
now I realize all the things I have lost
and I look back on my life, filled with discust
but I know its too late, my stage has been set
and I am left with my guilt and a life of regrets
WELCOME TO THE WORLD
A baby is born for a reason
To fill a void inside your heart
To bring sunshine into so many lives
To make a brand new start
He is truly a gift from Heaven
A baby is never a mistake
He is sent to you for a purpose
What a difference his life will make
His path will alter many
And his love will change you all
He brings with him the gift of eternal life
And a reason not to fall
This tiny child holds in his hand
Such wondrous gifts and dreams
He may change the world
He may stop the war's
He will show you what love really means
So cherish and protect him
For all his whole life through
Because this baby boy is a special gift
Sent especially for all of you
this next one is a prayer I wrote for a special friend
REMEMBER ME
DO NOT GRIEVE FOR ME FOR I AM EVERYWHERE
I AM THE RAINDROPS UPON YOUR FACE
I AM THE BREEZE THAT BLOWS THROUGH YOUR HAIR
I AM EVERY LEAF THAT GENTLY FALLS
AND LANDS AT YOUR FEET
I AM EVERY BIRDS SWEETEST SONG
I AM THE MORNING THAT YOU GREET
I AM ALL AROUND YOU EVERY DAY
IN EVERYTHING YOU SEE
SO DONT BE SAD, PLEASE DO NOT GRIEVE
JUST REMEMBER ME
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