Ride to Paradise

I fell off my bike, 

Perpetual motion, 

Not a clue, not a notion, 

Left unharmed, unscathed

I stood upright, 

By God I was saved. 

Fear not, 

With God's angels with me, 

and new bike I will travel, 

To Heaven from Home, 

I have life to unravel. 

3 friends were there, 

1 had my back, 

The sun warm and breeze cool, 

I panicked, felt under attack. 

But, I smile and laugh now, 

About lessons from life, 

I ride with God

up the ladder of Divine Ascent, 

passed those demons

Its the wheel that hell bent. 

The wheel of life, 

I Must keep going, 

Keep peddling, 

Keep striving, 

With the Word that Im riding. 

Nothing by accident, 

Nothing by chance, 

Its all there infront of me, 

All to enhance. 

The wheel of life, 

Its The Cross that I bear, 

I fly with my bike, 

With safety and care. 

I touch the stars, 

Its Heaven I need, 

Fear not friends, 

The Word will succeed! 

Destiny

We've got a story to tell, 

Now we know each other well, 

We can express and confess, 

That hardship and stress. 

Mentality is hard to understand, 

Go to the root of life, 

The seed of the trauma, 

Speak out and

nurture the flora and the fauna.

Like a plant we grow with love and respect,

And flourish with calm kindness and not neglect,

We've got to learn from each other, 

With less ignorance and you'll find, 

Broaden your horizons with an open heart and open mind, 

Understanding will lead the way, 

To a life without isolation, 

And a beautiful day. 

Bi polar, Schizophrenia, Depression and Anxiety, 

Autism & Aspergers and all matter of variety, 

Alcoholism, Drugs, this is the Mentality of society, 

Its not unusual, so accept our brains, 

Accept us as people without stigmatised chains. 

Don't look down, 

On us as individuals, 

We dont want to be pitied or feared, 

We're just like you, 

With fight, flight and freeze, 

We've been hurt too much, 

So calm down and take ease, 

don't push us away as 

This causes the battle, 

The adult is created from the baby rattle, 

Crush the stigma and unite and fight, 

Every colour, creed and sex have inner sight! 

Metaphorical blindness kills the joy, 

We're all one in God's eyes, 

So lets employ, 

strength and intensity, 

With our intellectual immensity, 

Humility and a loving power, 

The ingredients of success,

I must stress, 

That utilising the best of each other, 

The ideas, the implementation, 

The business man and the poet, 

the artist, the rapper for those who don't know it, 

the chef and the gardener, 

The nurse and musician, 

The nutritionist... by his own fruition! 

The fitness instructor and psychologist and all the rest, 

These are some of the blessed and best who have passed the literal test! 

One team, one ethic! 

Brothers and sisters in life! 

Love you for being you! 

In life follow not your fear, 

Its your dreams you pursue! 

GOD

For seeing us through this tribulation, 

For being with us in the isolation, 

For lightening the heavy weight on our back, 

For being our rock and giving when we lack. 

For giving us the strength when we are weak, 

For carrying us over the pandemics peak, 

For breaking the chains and building the bridge, 

For necessities and stocking our very fridge! 

Life is good as your goodness is unending, 

you never change your mind, 

you are unbending, 

what you say you always do, 

you bless our life,

the old and the new.

My best friend is you dear God, 

as you never give up and never give up on me!  

You enhance my life and you let me be! 

Thank you dear God,

For the genius of the scientific mind, 

For giving us the Truth when others are blind, 

For finding the cure when we cling to hope, 

For raising our spirit when we cannot cope, 

For raising the dead and bringing them peace, 

For giving them rest and an eternal new lease,

For the bright light of your beautiful Sun, 

For feeling loss in life and knowing we've won, 

For the kindness and warmth of human kind, 

For me being the one who was lost and you who helped me to find!

Life is light even in the darkest days,

You are the light of the light, 

the best of ways, 

You are the bright candle in a blacked out home, 

you are the sweetest word in this land, as you have the miraculous and the wonderment of life in your hand! 

You give to us abundantly with open palm, 

honestly and sincerely, 

with love and never harm. 

Giving that which we need to live on Earth, 

from conception through to birth, 

and into life we grow with you,

you are my loving God and you help me get through! 

Surviving

We're people,
Forced to change our lives,
Some walk, some sing, some write rhymes.
We all must adapt,
Adjust and cope,
This is the only way,
We must have hope.

The strong will survive,
The weak may die,
While we're still alive,
We must survive!
Others may break down,
We might sob with tears,
The uncertainty, the doubt, the fears, but
We must keep going,
We must!

We will get through it,
Bit by bit,
Step by step,
We fight.

The dust settles,
Normality arrives,
We'll see the enormity of its effect,
On those who are still alive,
The ones who make it through the cold.

The naked and vulnerable,
will be left standing,
This wolf wants to kill us,
But, reacting with stealth,
This wolf is speared straight through the jugular!

This world is wrong,
Respect has gone,
But, we have a code!
A code of patience and truth.
The code will not be broken,
We are not wild,
We are survivors!

This environment,
Inhospitable and unknown,
We've overcome and grown,
Still holding our shield,
It was survive or die,
The enemy has been killed.

We have battle wounds,
We have stories to tell,
We have memories of being unwell.

Now with new resolve,
Life begins.

The League

They taunt us, harass us, cuss us and slap us, they big up and bully us in the aim to break us, but we rise and ride with skill and poise, to deflect and respect this opposition of void. We caress the ball on the slick pitch, we battered their mind, by being kind, by winning the game with the internal flame, inner strength defeats the defeated, I repeat, we are also from the street, we are true friends, we are winners from the heart, we played them off pitch with the noble art!!

This Is Hope

When a tiny leaf starts to grow,
When flower buds begin to form and show,
When the roots of a sapling take up the earth,
When a sheep lays down to give new birth,
This is Hope!

When your Cross is carried and it is worn,
When sacred words are uttered and are sworn,
When Holy water touches your very head,
When we pray before going to sleep in our bed,
This is Hope!

Beautiful words spoken from His lips like a perfect picture being painted carry us to Heaven, while our feet are still on the ground.
The Light dazzles our eyes and beams within our soul,
As the Spirit inside us is woken, we are alive.

From birth an Angel of the Lord is with us,
we are shielded with their wings.
With Faith,
we learn,
With Grace,
we grow to love The Creator and Sustainer of the entire universe.

Hope made us from the earth on which we live,
He was born in humility to show us the way,
Hope taught us that to receive is to give,
He showed us what to do and what to say,
Hope met the Tree of Life and died for our salvation,
He was resurrected in victory!
Hope is before Genesis and after Revelation.
Hope carries us for eternity!

His Insurmountable Strength and His unending Love is what gives us strength and gives us love.
His Unfailing Word, His Armour, His Shield, is what protects and reasssures us in our darkest days and lowest nights. We are given Hope by Hope Himself that we enter a place of peace and rest with Him, in this lifetime and in Paradise.

I say receive His body and His blood,
When baptised with The Spirit and the fire, 
He delivers us from pestilence, famine and flood,
You'll recieve your complete hearts desire.
Pray and He will be there,
Listen to what The Truth says!
So have no worry or care,
You will have Glorious days!

The Rose 🌹

Amidst death and decay,
exists a rose, that everyone knows, yet avoids, these days.
The rose is golden, sumptuously sweet smelling with curled petals.
So beautiful, it scares people, they cannot understand why it lives and how it survives.
People want to rebel and fight it, they succumb to hatred.

The light shines on this rose, and it glows in the light, showing its colours and giving the power it holds. The true nature of this flower will never be known. Unless we become one with it, in our heart, our mind and our soul, it vanishes.

There once was a time when it mattered, I believe. Not just fleeting on the lips, but in our nerves, our blood and our brains. I would have laid my life down for my friend, now they lay down their weapons and just sleep. Dazed, confused, they watch as life passes them.

Zeal for the rose is what is needed, the thorn in the flesh to prick them back to life, drawing blood if necessary. The root of the problem lies in lies. Only the Truth holds the soil in its hands, the soil is the beginning of life and is where all things go back to.