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Supersonic

Backstage can be a scary place; more than that, a terror. The lyrics flow through his mind, “Have you heard the new sensation?” But are they that sensation? No. They are merely representing. Tuning, rituals, routine checks, and precious supplications are performed before the real performance.

Solomon can hear the gathering around the corner. That moment of self-appreciation comes, only to quickly fade. Great Peace overwhelms him, and his eyes open. The time – now – has come.

Derek, another in the Family, gives Solomon a nod of determination. They all smile and the five of them gear up and head out. All fear lay slain to Peace; anxiety vanishes.

With the lights dim, anticipation is bright. Now on the platform, one final breath follows.

Once their presence is known, the crowd loses their silence. It’s a happy sound. Let’s get supersonic.

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Fear

I fear.

Why do I always fail?

Faith follows me

In the form of friends

But insecurities prevail.

Will she love my tomorrow?

Did I love her today?

I don’t deserve her anyway.

Someone take my sorrow.

Though I am happy

This is clear:

I fear.

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Joyous

You can’t see anything, but you know you’re standing in a spacious, empty area. At least this is what you think. All you can do is stand, unable to make sound and incapable of moving from the fear that has you. You let out a whimper, and slowly start to cry

How did this happen? What happened? You were just another teen waiting to blossom into mature matters. You were just a girl in this giant world – taking it all in, and thanking God. You had friends, loved ones… both the same. Where did they go? Where did you go? You had an imperfect life but you wouldn’t have traded it for any other. Where is it now?

Then you hear something. It’s like the shrieking of a foreign bird in distress. In a scare you lose your footing, but you manage to straighten out somehow. You keep looking forward at the black in front of you. Your mind is very uncertain…

“Is this permanent?”

“What’s going on?”

“Jesus, where are you?”

“Should I move?”

You can’t make up your mind. Simply, you just don’t know.

And then, something familiar appears. But this time, you see it for what it actually is: beautiful, powerful, and valuable. It’s a Light. Dim it shines, but you wouldn’t dare lose sight of it.

The light morphs into something else. All of the sudden the light is a wall of luminance; like a screen. But it isn’t just light. This thing proceeds to project scenes – videos of your life, so to speak. These moments flow by effortlessly. You see yourself laugh, cry, succeed, and fail. And in all of this your family and your friend-family are there. While they aren’t unstoppable, they are never undone. You see that friend that’s always been here, you see the friend that you just met, you see that friend that has your back, and you see that friend that you view as more. Then in the middle of it all… Jesus stands, arms stretched out, presenting Himself for a hug. A smile finds you for the first time in days. You run to Him without restraint.

Then everything is black again. You’re a bit confused, but you lift your head and you can see. You’re at school after hours – the science class, to be exact – and you realize you were asleep. That last friend is sitting next to you and he asks you if you slept well. You reply, “I’m glad to see you.” The two of you smile.

You saw the value in your life, and the value in you. And you were thankful.

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Dedicated to my best friend

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We Need Help

We’re a desperate breed

Of a beautiful creed

But we think it’s okay

‘Cause we don’t smoke weed

But you’re still on dope

On a downhill slope

You go “come what may”

But I still say nope

You can sell your soul

For half the price

And you think it’s a deal

But we’re men, not mice

We’re on a roll

It feels real nice

It’s a crime to steal

Before we spin, roll the dice

You’re sitting there

In your chair

Out the window pane you stare

Thinking “oh what will it fare”

Thinking you don’t really care

But I know you really do

And this is what I say to you

We all need the freeing sway

We all need the healing Way

We need help

We’re all falling through the sky and

We need help

God is calling, can’t deny and

We need help

You can’t help yourself

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Fade Away Ugly

Faces and bodies are wonderful things

The gift of a smile or a present of dancing language

Can awaken the heart

Another pivotal piece in the soul’s arsenal

And the satisfaction that it brings rings true

Even so, beauty is seen by few

Flowers are permanent

Though society scoffs in vain

They fade with the seasons and death recycles

But will they ever really change?

The rain continually drains the pain

And the instrument of life remains

People die

But they die a lot more when they lie

And when God crafted your face

He Himself smiled

It was a monumental moment, mountains move

He gazed at His child with mercy and grace

Born beneath a provisional sky

Never fight the person set within you

Bones are tied together

But they are not puppet strings

And we may fade away ugly

But we will stunningly continue

Eternity can be measured

Because when I think of love, I never stop

No Earth can take that away

Right and Wrong pull astray

Because water is worth every drop

Eternity can be assured

They say angels are walking around us right now

Living, breathing, dying, flying, all just trying

To make sense of us as we entertain them

But they help us out, I don’t know how

One thing I know

I always doubt what’s real

Because, is fantasy fake

Or is it something you feel?

Out of all I’ve been forced to hear and see

There are two that I refuse to believe

They go, “Nobody really cares”

And, “The best things in life are free”

If no one knows value, I still do

And someone beyond the cosmos

Remembers so much, it would surprise you

Freedom is blessed

I love it dear

We earn it, but we don’t deserve it

Why do we need fear?

So tell me, friends, what is beauty?

Come on, you’re beautiful – tell me

Some say, “Never say never” but they never

Said never to what the world wanted, ever

I don’t even know what they want anymore

And they don’t either

I thought smoke blinded me

But I only see clearer

I’m a believer

And I know one more thing

We may fade away ugly

But we die as we sing

Life never ends! That’s why it’s so pretty

I’m laughing, crying

How could existence be so witty?

So when they ask you about beauty that fades

First question your perception of fleeting

Then scream them this news

With the most modest call

Temporary beauty isn’t beauty, at all.