Out of my belly Replenshing rivers flow For both tongue and ear

A shining star A silent night A saviour child The promised child Here for the wise and shepherds to see The prophecy in Genesis three Of the Virgins child crushing the ancient serpents head Unfolding before the observers eyes But for now the King lays his head on a manger bed What a great wonder a child born to die  

The wilderness A wonderland A barren land A barren womb Bones in a tomb An abandoned ground Deep cries in the dark A rabid dog's bark Echoing in a park Trees that make no sound

Awkwardly standing by the mini funfair ride, Joe could not help but fidget with his fingers and wring his wrists. A perfectly formed translucent bead of sweat slowly trickled down from his greasy, matted brown hair past his left temple then taking the unusual route of rolling unto his cheekbone then gradually making its way to his inner cheek. He was right near the baby blue and white spiralled poles attached to mechanical multi-coloured horses on an unusually, cloudy and rainy New York's summer’s day. The young adolescent could not conceal his emotions as his lips trembled and his face whitened. Passersby could see that he was clearly disturbed. “You okay, sir?” boomed a tall and hefty carousel supervisor with a wide, friendly gleaming grin across his face. His countenance was that of a jolly Santa Claus and his round beer belly made this more apparent. Joe continued wringing his wrists then a tear emerged from within his eyes then down his anaemic looking cheeks then another and another. Preoccupied by his thoughts, he completely ignored the man (who he believed was better suited working as a nightclub bouncer than a ‘My Little Pony’ carousel worker). The man shrugged...

Give me your life, the blood flowing through your arteries Complete the transfusion 'til you lose your final drop Cells line up waiting to revive me, so do not stop   Each blood drop forms the flow of the current like mighty a rushing river or electrical energy bringing me back to life Your haemorrhage, your deep hurting, humbling hindrance is what lets me know that I am the only one you’ll adore, have eyes for, enamour I'm the grape, dark and sweet and you're the vine it's your love that gives me joy like the strongest vintage red wine, so there’ll be a constant outpour   Uncontrollable waterfalls gush down to wake you I have all your love so I place you within my chest Take my love; let it preserve you like salt and rest    

Take me out of my community with DFSA laced sweet talk If that doesn't work then beat me isolate me and make me need you Take me to your lair; do I fit? Wash mybrain and pollute my spirit   Disrespect me and violate me Penetrate me then laugh at me Make use of me and confuse me Sell and lend me; make them hate me   Here I am naked and ashamed Open so come in and hurt me Please your own self Ignore my worth    

    Hot blazing fireball Burning up the azure sheet Energy so great, it pulls the watery sphere It illuminates the dark kingdom of the sea It dominates the creatures of the air and land Cracking the dry desert ground Attacking the skin of man    

Folk forced into rituals In bondage Bandages Suffering Offering Old negro spirituals Moved by compassion God showed his passion He put out the burning crosses Then he put himself...

The peace of the Most High God and the pleasing peace of mind These Powerful keys that no man can buy nor can he find Only God could give...

London’s burning! London’s burning! Can you the hear the engines racing? Can you feel the temperature heating up as you approach the M1? I can see a dark thick great cloud of smog looming over the horizon   This is not an ordinary fire It’s bringing warmth to cold souls It’s giving us a holy desire And it’s filling us like bowls   It’s purifying the city It’s burning up delinquency It’s tempering both young and old And it’s refining hearts of gold   This inferno fans itself and directs the cool wind away from the metropolis Nothing can quench this blaze The firemen couldn’t nor could the water cannon of the police All who see stand amazed   Who would have believed the report that flames of the Spirit would descend from above? Who would have thought that this city could be completely consumed by fiery love? From Buckingham Palace to the London Palladium From Westminister Palace to Wembley Stadium.

Light a star so bright Holy consuming fire Lightning late at night   The rivers and seas collide The forest leaves sway But sand dunes stay still   Man made up of chemicals Created for good Exists to love his Father   Perfect creation Yielding earth and cool breezes God and Man rejoice   Sadly, a false tale is heard Man steals God's apple Snake wounds with his mouth and tail   Next,God descends from above Graceful like a dove He frees and heals them with love   Snake puts God through pain So God drowns it with his rain God shall always reign   God renews Man's life Man is no longer punished Earth is replenished   Man is enamoured by God He calls him Father He only has ears for him.

The audience gazed A songbird among pigeons Beats,raps,rhymes echoed   It thrusted its wings It proceeded to sing Instantly, it soared   Stunning like peafowl Set ablaze like pheonixes All there were amazed