I Light My Way - By George Sivetidis

I Light My Way 

You know that I,
Couldn't find my way back home,
Set in stone,
All that went wrong,
Oh child,
Carry on.

But I pray,
To myself,
To find another,
Reason to touch life,
Alone on a lost road,
Alone on a lost road,
I light my way,
I light my way.


- Written by: George Sivetidis

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Card To My Mother - By Lamar Cole

Card To My Mother

It was on a September morning.
My mother passed away.
God called her home.
He called her home to stay.
With every sunrise, I see her face.
In my heart, no one can take her place.
Christmas is coming.
It is so very near.
Bringing thoughts of my mother.
Whom I miss so dear.
So I'm sending a card to Heaven.
It floats upon my prayer.
One day in Heaven dear mother.
We will all have Christmas there.


- Written by: Lamar Cole

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The Welcome - By Craig Gardner

The Welcome

Welcome to the land that is not so far away
Where the mountains sing and the dead leaves unruly play
Where the dark skinned toddlers, shyly clothed
Amuse themselves ignorantly in the thrashing fields
Brimming with mystery and rustic enchantment
Gallantly chasing the whistling
That the sage wind so gracefully yields
Welcome brothers to the land where the noble settlers
Once skipped so gingerly through its vast expanse
Hunting in packs to defend this misunderstood place
Against the ruthless, unnatural invader
From the land of legend and tales to far away
Welcome sisters to the land where the poplar grow
In its scattered abundance
Its fiery Autumn shedding, gilds the tranquil
Waters of its inseperable soul mate
With a splendour or orange and gold.
Welcome venerable wanderers to the land
Where demented apparitions guard their Former white towers
The creative mind strolling in secluded graveyards
Pining for the love ones they have left behind
Welcome one and all to the place where the Celestial giants
brilliantly carry on in their heavenly games
The regal spectacle viewing
on the black screen of the astral drive-in
For the simple traveller
Bewitched by the allure of mother earths diamond in the rough
Welcome to the Karoo!


- Written by: Craig Gardner

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The free world is burning - By Craig Gardner

The free world is burning

Can you smell that?
It’s the smell of burning flesh
On the pyres of democracy.
O! Capitalists unite!
In the face of chaos
All men turn to animals.
In arenas of fame and fortune
Imposter gladiators wave their plastic swords;
Cheered on by their slaves
Who have known no other life.
Born into a world of hypocrisy
And faceless gods.
O! Capitalists unite! O! Capitalists unite.
The free world is burning.
Your free world is burning.


- Written by: Craig Gardner

These poems can be used and reviewed, however my permission must first be obtained, in case of publication as i am looking to publish a manuscript.
 

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