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End of Times By Elle Hemmings (UK), Title by Ibrahim Dabo (c) Copy write protected -Sept/05/05-
We wake to begin our life is a struggle sometimes happy, sometimes sad make friends along the way hope to see them everyday only the strong survives turbulant times ahead some heroes are now dead. End of times To die like a flower in the frost if we lose the one we love then we are lost we lose our friend then that’s the end. Church bells ringing birds are singing (happiness short-lived) we pray to God for another day with no suffering and sadness only a day full of gladness no terrorist, war and disaster today and ever after. no gales and floods no tsunamis. Hurricanes. planes crashing down We wake each day to begin whatever comes we accept it the terrorists wont win we wake each day to begin tell what you are feeling End of times, brings new meaning
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Elle & Victor, while visiting The Gambia
God's Flag is Flying High - By Elle Hemmings (UK) -May/29/05- God's Flag is Flying High Waving from the Sky To all who pass by
If you look up high you will see it
Flickering in the breeze.
Way up above those tall trees.
It doesn't matter where in the planet
Gods Flag is Flying High
Way up there in the sky
In between Venus and Mars
Way up high amongst the stars
Next to the Sun and the Moon
"Sure you will see it soon."
Nothing can stop Gods Flag from flying
Nothing can stop the children crying
Like a fairytale
Oh so high
Gods Flag is flying in the sky.
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PARADISE - By Miatta Dabo -5/May/05- The sea is blue the water crystal clear the sun burns high up in the sky
the grass is green
the meadows lush
the animals wild
and free as ever
people are rich
in customs and traditions
Welcome to this paradise
this place we call our AFRICA.
Millions of stars enhance
the moon lit sky
the firewood crackles
in the open yard
Grandparents, parents
children and animals
gather round the fire
to share jokes and stories
Yes, they’re all tired
but happy and safe
Welcome to this paradise
this place we call our AFRICA.
Luv Always - By Nata Taylor (Ghana)
-19/Feb./05-
I want you to always remember that
Wherever live takes you
Whatever dreams you follow,
However grown-up you are...
You'll always be my special someone...
And my love will always go with you.
Being apart from you
Isn't that easy
Because it's like we've got stars to cross
And moon to jump over.
Isn't it lonely out there without me?
Because it's lonely here without you...
That's why I'm sending you my love
That will give you life time happiness.
You are one in a million
A shinning star in the sky
That has lit my heart
Just to brighten up our love,
For better, for worse
In sickness and in health
To love and to cherish
Till death do we part?
I will always love you.
Do you remember all the promises we made
Promises of you and I together,
Loving each other forever?
I will never let anything come between us
No matter what situation
I find myself in,
Whether in rain or shine
I will always be there for you.
You are an angel with love
I can't stop loving you
Because you are always there for me
That's why I say
I will always love you.
The Feeling of Love -By Lady M (UK)
-21/Dec./04-
When I'm with you,
eternity is a step away,
my love continues to grow,
with each passing day.
This treasure of love,
I cherish within my soul,
how much I love you,
you'll never really know.
You bring joy to my heart,
I've never felt before,
with each touch of your heart,
I love you more and more.
Whenever we say goodbye,
whenever we part,
know I hold you dearly,
deep inside my heart.
So these seven words,
I pray you hold true,
"Forever and Always,
I will Love You."
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LOVE - By Miatta T. Dabo -16/Oct./04- Love can blind the eyes of truth bring you joy when in distress bring you hope and give you strength to keep up with the thrills of life
and make you feel you are the one
the chosen one, the lucky one.
Love can overcome all fears
move all the mountains, dry all seas
make it easy as can be
to be the very best you can
and make you feel you are the one
the chosen one, the lucky one.
Love is but one path of life
we all must cross at different times
it may not be the same for all
and that’s what makes it so unique
and makes you feel you are the one
the chosen one, the lucky one.
MOVE ON- By Miatta T. Dabo
-12/Oct./04-
Stop being a victim
and spread out your visions
stop living in the past
and stretch out your ambitions
make the sky your limit
and reach out for a star
Anything is possible
if only you believe
You’re smart, you’re dedicated
you’re strong enough to do it
Don’t hold back on your courage
move on and be a winner
Go realize your dreams.
One Last Goodbye - By Miatta T. Dabo
- 12/Oct./04 -
Sometimes I wish
You were still here
to hold my hand
and lead the way
to guide me and protect me
in times of danger and of fear.
Sometimes I wish
I could see your face
and hear your voice
just one last time
saying how much
you love and cherish me.
Sometimes I wish
I could have a chance
to tell you how much
I love you so
If only I had had the chance
to say one last goodbye.
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Life's Challenges - By Ibrahim Dabo -09/Sept./04- Whenever dawn sets its pace
The daunting tasks of a new day lie waiting
Naive people try to escape
Wise people battle difficult times
Life may seem stressful at times
But that's never the end
A brighter future lies ahead
Our courage and determination sees us through
Natural disasters injure us so badly
So have wars subdued peace of mind
Why should we seek to kill?
When we should merely live to heal
Until burning issues are addressed
Life would always remain the same
It's now time to wake up and decide
Whether or not our problems should ruin us.
Being black? - By Franklin Jobe (Gam)
-03/May/03-
Nature created me `dark`
`Science`perfected me African
The ancestral heritage in
Traditional African communalism
Nurtured me in to `manhood`
The Holy Bible moulds me
into the Christian values of
Being black I acknowledge?Oh!
I sojourn being black
Envious of all that spreads
and elapse so loudly
As white and Western civilisation
Not the expense of the dark
Being black of African descent
Originality cherished in her
Untapped art of Literature
Goegraphical artifacts
of her historical monuments
Immensely crystalised me
Dilutedly being black of my dark colours?
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Ibrahim & Grace (photo) SILENT CRY... By Grace Taylor (U.K)
-25/Mar./03-
Our cries are not heard, the pain of our soul is not felt; the issues in life are not being solved, the call of our heart is silenced;
Throughout generations, from young & old, voices in the distance have been calling & now silenced and become so sold;
Why is it that we seek destruction, when ultimately we should merely seek to function;
In a world with so much to live for, we choose only to die for;
So pain accompanies us, sorrow embraces us, famine chokes us and hatred becomes us... Why all this hatred?
Do we not hear the cries in the wilderness?... Listen to what they are calling... stop... stop all this killing... ...the voices are silenced and we only hear the hearts that no longer function to love anymore... just filling...
Tell me why Nation should be against Nation, race against race, why brother should be against brother, hearts against hearts, blood against blood and my God against your God? Why...
Give ear to my heart and let us listen together to what it has to say... i plead with you... do not silence my cries anymore... reason with me... why don`t you...
Ask yourselves why we should shed blood for mother earth, when blood has already been shed once and for all for all mankind to live in this same earth, Do we belong to this earth or does this earth belong to us... oh but all these questions and yet no answers...
Let us stop asking; why must we kill each other and ask ourselves why must we learn to live for each other...
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