Thursday, September 18, 2014

Dream Trilogy (You Can Live Your Dreams, Believe, You Can Fly)

The Dream Trilogy consists of three poems I wrote combined (see titles above)
     
Little boy someone else’s failures don’t have to belong to you
Little girl you can make your dreams come true
I know at times life makes you want to scream
But don’t give up on your dreams
It’s not true what they say
Things don’t have to turn out the same way
So your Mother got pregnant at 16
You don’t have to repeat that scene
You can do whatever you want to do
It’s all up to you
Little boy growing up in the hood
You don’t have to grow up angry and misunderstood
I know your Daddy spent most of his years in jail,
But that doesn’t mean you have to fail
The same thing doesn’t have to happen to you.
You can see your dreams through
Don’t let people mess with you head
There may be rough times ahead,
But don’t give in to anger and remorse
You can make it if you stay the course
People will tell you that you can’t make your dreams come true
Don’t let anyone stop you
People will try to make you feel like you have no worth
Remember, they did not put you here on this earth
Nor can they formulate your life’s plan
Your future is in God’s hands
If your friends want to hold you back
Start walking and don’t look back
You can have a future that is bright
But you have to be willing to make the sacrifice
Little girl failure is not a fact
You don’t have to end up making a living on your back
Little boy you don’t have to waste your life selling crack
You don’t have to end up like that
Just set you mind on the good
You can survive the hood
Someone else’s failures don’t have to belong to you
You can live your dreams
You can make them all come true
If you never stop believing in you
No matter what you see,
Believe that the impossible can be.
Come what may believe,
And the unimaginable will be yours to receive.
When you allow God to lead and direct your path,
Your dreams will someday come to pass.
Faith is the substance of things hoped for,
And the key to miracles yet in store.
It is that unreachable dream.
It is the evidence of things unseen.
No matter what you see,
Believe the impossible can be.
You can make it through the rain,
You can navigate the vast terrain.
You can move that mountain,
You can conquer that unconquerable sin.
If you trust God,
You can do anything against all odds.
Stand on his word.
Believe your prayers have been heard.
If against hope you still believe,
The unthinkable will be yours to receive.
Your dreams can come true
It’s all up to you
Your faith will enable you to prevail
You will not fail
Your every dream can be a reality
When you believe that the impossible can be
You can fly
You can fly
As far as the sky is wide
You can fly
When you try
He will be the wind beneath your wings
Through him you can do all things
You have everything you need inside
Decide
Your dreams can come true
It’s all up to you
You can fly
You can fly
If you try,
You can fly
As far as the sky is wide
You can fly

copyright, 2014, Living the Dream, a collection of poetry





Tuesday, September 9, 2014

In Memory of those lost on 9/11

To all the families that suffered loss we pause with you...as a nation.  
We can only pray that such a tremendous loss of human souls has not been in vain;
That in spite of the preponderance of hatred in the world, somehow, someway, someday an abiding love will prevail...That someday the clouds of hate will roll away...we will forget the hurts of our past and be...free at last.  Oh what a day it will be, Oh what a day it will be for you and me!




Oh What a Day It Will Be

Someday, the clouds of hate will roll away.
We will forget the hurts of our past
And be free at last.
There’ll be no suffering for anyone.
No guns,
No more wars to fight.
We will walk in the light.
One day, sunny and fair,
We will get there.
Oh what a day it will be.
Oh what a day it will be.
Oh what a day it will be
For you and me.
All confusion, doubt, and suspicions
Based on race will be erased.
We will put our differences aside
And walk with pride.
By and by,
When the morning comes,
We will live as one.
Darkness will no longer be our fate.
We will break all barriers of hate.
Someday,
Not far away,
The flags  of peace will begin to fly.
There will be no more tears to cry.
Can you feel it in the air?
We’re almost there.
Someday,
The clouds of hate will roll away.
We will forget the hurts of our past.                                   
And be free at last.
Love will rain
From every hillside and plain.
One day, sunny and fair.
We will get there.
Oh what a day it will be.
Oh what a day it will be.
Oh what a day it will be
For you and me.
There will be no suffering for anyone,
No guns,
No wars to fight.
We will finally get it right.
There will be no rivers of sorrow to sail.
Peace will prevail.
By and by, when the morning comes,
We will live as one.
Darkness will no longer be our fate.
There will be no barriers of hate
Can you feel it in the air?
We’re almost there.
Someday, by and by,
The flags of peace will begin to fly
The faith of those who love and care
Will see us there.
Oh what a day it will be.
Oh what a day it will be.
Oh what a day it will be.
For you and me.

From collection of poems entitled Living the Dream
copyright 2014 Patricia Newman-Harris