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Evil
when i was climbing the ladder of success, no help i asked of you
nearly reaching the very top you pulled the steps from under me.
when i was sick too weak to walk -- then what did you do?
you "kilt" the spirit in my heart, you should have let me be
once i was sad and all i needed was someone to hold me tight
you "sqez" the air from by breath-- i still had the will to fight
an eagle i am, proud and true, soaring through all life's pains
worse than death is what you are, EVIL must be your name
Despite the sharp edges who tried to clip my wings
Despite the evil forces who attempted to silence my prayers,
I Thank You
Because of you I now fly high
My Soul Still Prays
What Shall I Do?
What shall i do?
Oh, what shall i do?
I prayed many nights and cried some too.
What will they say when i walk into school?
Looking as if i had swallowed a pool.
All the kids whispering stuff about me,
"Look how big she's gotten lately!"
What shall i do?
Oh, what shall i do?
I prayed many nights and cried some too.
The neighbors are gossiping,
"Sure is sad, the girl next door is dirty and bad"
"That sweet lil child, you must be mistaken"
"The bun in the oven is risin' and bakin',"
What shall i do?
Oh, what shall i do?
I prayed many nights and cried some too.
Mamma looked so sad, to angry to cry.
Daddy looked so mad, tears in his eye.
I shamed my family, what shall i do?
I prayed many nights and cried some too.
Keep the faith, my grandmother said.
Things could be worse, at least you're not dead.
Don't give up hope my grandmother said,
Things could be worse at least you're not dead.
Don't do nothing you'll oneday regret.
Your life's just begun, it's not over yet.
What did i do? Oh, what did i do?
I prayed many nights and cried some too.
Grandma was right, I was able to cope
Along with my twins, Faith and Hope.
For those who are wondering, what they should do,
Pray many nights and cry some too.
Rainbows never show the color Black
Mama, how come rainbows never show the color black?
Honey, you know how we believe in God?
He's strongest of the strong,
Powerful,
The most trusting of all
yet,
Man Fears God
Loving, Gentle and Kind.
The epitome of good
yet,
He's been denied for centuries.
WE KNOW HE THERE
No matter how rough the stone,
He's there
If the sun doesn't shine,
He's still there
We may have never seen God,
heard God or
touched God
But he's there.
So just because you never see the color black,
Believe me baby,
it's there...it's there.