Sweet and humble,
The fountain of love.
Warm heart,
The comforter.

Striving to raise children,
The hard worker.
One who put food on a table,
Giving hope and peace in the heart.

Beauty of her heart is on her hands,
Soft and lovely magical touch,
Healing bruises and wounds of life.

Who can be like Mama?
Breaking the tension,
Gathering a family,
And making love.

I fought this fight before
Battle to defeat addictions after additions
From bad to good habits of life
My enemies are back with new strategies
And old known power driven by one idea
To put the man on the ground surface
so men can take him to underground
I know very well that I can
That I can win this again
Germs can attack and kill defenseless
But addictions will fail again on a wise
When a king is still breathing
The kingship is still surviving
There is a chance of rising again

I feared a serpent and a danger in my life.
But I feared most of all, love that bounced back;
On a heart of a person who has a heart that is hard as old rock.
The heart that cannot receive neither give.
The heart that is cold and dark.

That love is no longer sweet and consumable,
Is sharp as an arrow withdrawn from red fire and thrown,
Causes much hurt and damage to good people's hearts.

If the heart of that good person could handle and possess it,
What a dangerous weapon to be used to strike another good ones?
What a disaster caused by one heart that is cruel in this world?

The dark night with heavy storm.
No one likes it even the wildest beasts.
Eyes cannot see anything at all
Unless thunderbolt chooses to appear.

The thunderbolt is just a scary temporary light
That you cannot rely on.
The form of life that we did not choose to be part of.

But here we are, blind as if we have no eyes to see.
Hoping for the storm to be over
 And the light to come out, so that, we can see.

I have seen people
Laugh for what they're doing.
Killing, raping, kidnapping,
Getting drunk, stealing and smoking.

They pretend to be proud of,
But I know the truth.
That bold man inside of them.
They can't stand Him
When they are alone.

This is where this come,
The madness meeting,
Where they would gather
And make useless conversations,
Laughter and lot of gossip.

You would think they are about to solve;
 solve a problem, but none of them would.
The only thing they can do
Is to ignore their conscience
And live like there is no tomorrow.

I wonder who is there to help them?
They rejected their own Savior

People as assets to the system.
A system that was not meant for us.

Working as slaves in the Babylon.
Unfairly treated day by day
Trying to fulfill hidden hand purpose.

Drifted from a main path,
Striving for living in this planet.
Who knows what we are building?
The kingship that goes against our maker.

But we know very well everyday that
We advance towards the wrong direction,
Since we born all the paths being set.

Let's look up to the sky day and night,
Hoping our humble hope to come.

He came on Earth hoping;
That he was going to be loved,
But neither of that happened.

He was rejected by his own people.
Brutally treated with no sense of mercy.
Discouraged, disappointed and embarrassed
On the face of the society.

The only hope he got,
was from neighbors and friends.
Education was his only hope
And everyone knew that.

There came a moment; an opportunity,
An opportunity for him to build his life.
But he did shock most of us.
He died in prison for rape and murder.

Women, you are not just good looking people,
But you are powerful  and resourceful  human beings.
Your soft touch, caring, loving and warming built-in resources.

You are patiently and wonderfully made,
You are also patient by nature and well organized.

As the soil does, you don't rest from that day a seed dropped.
You conceive it under a good condition, so that,  it can grow.
You patiently wait as it grows and you take care of it.
Giving it all resources it needs until he/she is fully matured.

You bring good connection  in a families and homes.
And you also bring destruction  as well.
You got a power of influence
That you remotely use to control everything behind a scenes.
We can not do something without you.

Who gave you power to destroy another man?
You behave like you created yourself.
Don't make yourself blind as you do.

Don't you know that what you sow is what you reap?
Calling your brothers foreigners.
Who is the biggest alien in this world?
The one who opposes the laws of this nature.

The book of life talks about Eden,
Every man is of a same blood.
What do you do to your brothers and sisters?
Treating them like you are a beast in a forest.

Where is that love flow from a good heart?
Making everyone smile as if is at home,
Raising up a child as if is your own.
Be good to people so that God can bless you.

My Africa my land.
The giant continent,
Land of the candy,
Where things get
Back together.

Everyone wants to possess you.
Where dreams of many come true,
You good to the poor,
You good to the rich.

Where the workers that gave power
To this system come from,
The black kinds laid foundation
For the oppressors to rule.

People still survive in this land.
Warm heart that good to all,
No grudges but still peace and love given.