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15 Years

Innocence in ignorance, blissfully missing the point,
If they felt the love today, and were swept away, why should they wait, to be joined.
We so quickly forget, our feelings, once so quickly met, so quickly fade, like snow at spring’s beckon call.
Our feelings, are fleeting, like our great British seasons,
we do as we please in summer then it’s fall,
indeed, we do as we please in summer then we fall.

They found acceptance in each others eyes
and they clung to their treasure chest, like a treasure hunt prize.
Her prize was in his lips, his were on her chest,
yet they both found the one thing they had wanted best,
this was healthy, symbiotic.
But ain’t the devils lies, so nicely presented.

When His hands searched for hers,
he found them,
then his lips introduced sweet words to her ears,
sweet words she wanted to hear.
when her hands searched for his,
she found them,
then she introduced them to what he wanted to feel,
in appreciation for what his lips had made so real.

“Our glory days, what glorious daze,
we’ve drank ourselves into a stupor,
and were lacking in change, the machine’s such a pain,
it refuses to be a good vendor,
of what will prevent us sharing diseases with each other.
But hey, everyone is doing it,
we know because the word is; Everyone is doing it,
we know because we literally heard statements worded ‘Everyone is doing it!’
Everyone knows cos Nobody witnessed it.
And society calls us rebels
so we rebel against our common sense
and who better to mentor and advise us
than Drake, multimillionaire, YOLO, he chastises.”

So they live,
for every song talks of the night,
and every movie, picture perfects it just right
and seldom do you see that that night might not be quite right
and could just go wrong.
there are only happily every afters in our songs,
and the two hour moving pictures never move long enough to show three weeks after,
when the phone calls seem void of all laughter,
when he tells her, he ain’t ready to be called a father,
when she tells him, it’s not her fault the pill didn’t work the morning after.
It’s sad cos suddenly when she’s always sick in the morning,
and he’s always sick of hearing her moaning
they’re done living 
and after life there is only dying

They no longer found acceptance in each others eyes
his precious lips rained down acid, and melted away all the tries,
to satisfy his hands , which would not touch for fear of what lies, 
inside her
they had both found what they wanted the least
this wasn’t healthy, it was chaotic
But ain’t the devils lies, so nicely presented.

But that’s not the end,
for that inside of you too will only live once,
allow for it to grow and allow for it to dance
and allow for that moment when you get to glance 
and see your baby stood right before you
then grow into a man or woman and stand taller than you
and though it can end well, before it begins
consider this dears,
would you want for your child to be older than it’s child 
by just 15 years


There will be times when the sun shine doesn’t light up your day,
there will be nights you can’t see the moon,
There will be days when no matter which way you look,
salvation ain’t coming soon.
There’ll be ATM’s that will laugh at you,
and spit your card out for tasting empty,
there’ll be functions you’ll be invited to,
and in the midst of many, still feel lonely,
There’ll be times you can’t hide the pain,
when only tears remain,
There’ll be times it all seems too much,
There’s no friendly hug or touch,
There’ll be times when you want to give up,
but here’s why not.
See in those days, look at the Son’s rays,
and in the darkness still give Him praise,
and in those nights you can’t see the moon,
trust that it’s hiding because your smile made it swoon,
and when you think that helps coming from no where,
just remember Abraham and Isaac,
keep trusting that your angels are still drawing near,
and all you need will be provided.
And at the ATM, Automated Teller Machine, remind it you’ve ATM, Access To More in a heavenly being,
and that you live not only by these earthly things,
but in accordance to His riches and to His glorying.
and know you don’t have to be a fan of footie,
to never walk alone,
His Spirit’s in you, as you are in Him, seated on the right side of God’s throne.
and in those times you think that you can’t take it any more
Just know that Jesus’ hands, well they still carry sores,
that His prayers are still for you,
that He still  lives and does in you.