I LOVE ANTIPSYCHOTIC MEDICATION

I love my medication,
Because it makes me feel elation,
Instead of feeling cold and scared,
I feel joy and jubilation.

Those scientists are so clever,
They’ve enriched my life for ever,
Instead of feeling suicidal,
My spirits are so high Lord.

Without the medication in my brain,
I would feel such hellish pain,
I’d feel so lost and desperate,
Like I was sliding down a drain.

But thanks to the pills I take,
I hope my mind will never break,
And I’d like to tell the health professionals,
That I love you all with thanks.

17/11/06

CRACK

Crack cocaine,
Can turn you insane,
Can ruin your life,
And pull you down a drain.

Crack cocaine,
Can cause you pain,
When you smoke off a rock,
You’ll quickly want another again.

An addiction to crack,
Will cost lots of money,
Can lead you to steal,
Cheat and commit robbery.

Like, I say,
It can make you beg, steal and lie,
Can mess up your life,
So that you breakdown and cry,
And make you crash so low,
That you’ll want to die.

If crack cocaine gets hold of you,
It could quickly change your nature,
Erode your morals,
And make you a selfish hater.

You’d stoop so low,
To feed this addiction,
Sell your soul to the devil,
And reject what is Christian.

You could be blinded by greed,
And selfishly seek more,
You might sell your body,
As a dirty street whore.

You could end up in jail,
And stunned by shock,
Locked in a cell,
Because of your addiction to rocks.

Stay away from crack,
The drug is so evil,
And has ruined the lives,
Of so many people.

If you’re addicted to crack,
You’re no longer in control,
In the grip of evil spirits,
That will take over your soul.

At first the drug,
Might seem like a thrill,
But it will deplete chemicals in your brain,
And you could end up being ill.

You could end up with schizophrenia,
Psychosis and madness,
Which could take over your goodness,
And make you chose badness.

Stay away from crack,
It could cause you so much pain,
Drag you into the gutter,
And make you ashamed.

So stand strong brothers and sisters,
Don’t ignore my words,
Addiction to crack,
Could make your life cursed.

MR HEROIN

Hi, I’m Mr Heroin,
I make you feel so nice,
Try me once sucker,
And you’ll probably try me twice.

Either inhale my fumes,
Or jack me in your vein,
I’ll take you so high,
You’ll never wanna come down again.

From your first fix onwards,
You could be hooked for life,
Everything for me,
You’ll sell and sacrifice.

And because I’m so generous,
Your first fix is often free,
But after that,
You gotta pay with money.

Addiction to me,
Doesn’t come cheap,
To feed your habit,
You’ll steal, beg and cheat.

You could end up in jail,
Surrounded by violence and hate,
But don’t worry when you’re released,
I’ll be waiting for you at gate, with a dealer your best mate.

I won’t let you go easy,
You could be addicted to me for life,
And one day you could overdose and die,
Another wasted life.

LET THE LION ROAR

The rage is back,
The springs in my step,
Ghetto man returns,
Chins off my neck.

Walking tall, strong and proud,
Head in the air,
Don’t judge me,
And I’ll try not to scare.

You see,I just can’t hold it in,
I’m a warrior filled with rage,
They let me out of jail fifteen years ago,
But I still sometime feel like I’m in a cage.

But no door can hold me,
I lock my own doors,
I don’t give people that power,
To clamp up my jaws.

You see, I’m a voice,
A spokesman for the mad,
Yeah I’m a bit of a scary schitz,
But don’t worry I’m not bad.

But I tell you man, I’m really angry,
To see people suffering in poverty,
To see people hooked on drugs,
Resorting to theft and robbery.

Frustrated to see my friends on drugs,
Their goodness overcome by addictions,
Angry to see people living on the streets,
What are we doing as Christians?

So many church people walking by,
Some with their noses in the air,
I’m pleased though that there are some real among them,
Who really genuinely care.

So frustrated, hurt and angry,
To see teenagers committing crime,
Bored to tears, hooked on drugs,
Then end up doing time.

What the hell is this world coming to,
When terrorists hijack planes,
Blow up cars and blow up buses,
And put bombs on our trains?

In this world, so little trust,
Or families sticking together,
Abandoned children, abandoned partners,
Is this world getting any better?

Seems the world is getting faster,
Crowded, noisy with less space,
Hurricanes and tidal waves,
And resources going to waste.

Now you see why I must roar,
And let the lion come alive,
The son of God, the lion of Judah,
Christ the messiah, who’s power I can’t hide.

Christ is the saviour of this fallen world,
Who will rule for ever with love so kind,
Whenever you feel that your lost in darkness,
Pray to him and peace you’ll find.

I’m not trying to say that I am Christ,
But I know that Christ is in my heart,
My rage is actually frustrated concern,
For a world that’s in the dark.

A world where many people,
Are lost and hooked in sin,
But I know that if you turn to Jesus,
His love will enter in.

Repentance brings such deep relief,
And all cry’s for help are heard,
Jesus has the power to help and heal,
And break every chain and curse.

I know you have such power Lord,
So I’ll let the lion roar,
Your power Jesus is so divine,
Broken lives you restore.

MUSIC

Music takes me higher,
Elevates my soul,
Makes me want to smile and dance,
Makes me want to lose control.

Makes me want to forget,
Inhibition, anxiety and fear,
Relax my mind and loosen my body,
And feel electricity in the air.

Makes the hairs on my neck stand up,
And feel a rush of adrenaline,
Makes me want to love people,
So that everyone feels like a friend.

Music brings people together,
Unites them all with love,
First your feet start tapping,
Then your standing up,
Next you’re on the dance floor,

Eye contact and smiles,
Music is like magic,
It gives you ecstatic highs.

BULLETS

Another bullet fired,
Another person dead,
A teenager in a coffin,
A hole is in his head.

A young man pulled the trigger,
And made a young man die,
A mother can’t stop crying,
All she asks is why?

Why do people shoot each other?
What fuels their rage and hate?
More newspaper headlines,
Of more lives gone to waste.

What do they get when they pull a trigger?
A gangster reputation,
But its simply isn’t worth,
A punished life of incarceration.

When will people learn,
That guns can only harm and kill?
People please, don’t use guns,
Lets help this world to heal.

23/2/07

EDEN

My little girl Eden,
The joy of my life,
Blond hair and blue eyes,
So cute she makes me smile.

Every time she calls me daddy,
I feel I’m ten feet tall,
God blessed my life abundantly,
The day that she was born.