Women Many Colors And Faces
By Jacqueline Amos
I reclaim my identity for all man to see
I come in many colors faces and shades,
I reclaim my identity on this day
That I will never be a shame of who I am
My man ask me why am I so aggressive in who I am
And why do I anger when he approaches me
Which he said he didnt understand
Oh how I miss the smell of honeydew
The thought of having your name
Why must I be defamed of the gifts of a womens dream
Am I just a garbage disposals for your unwanted needs
When you a banded me and left me alone
I became the warrior of your home
I never wanted it to be this way
But I had to be the warrior where my children must lay
Submissive to my own pain
You walk out and left your family tree
Never caring about your children and where you laid
Stripped me of my womanhood
And castrated me of all my dreams
You look for honor to be displayed
Who cries for me submissive to the mistakes I created for my children
They will now carry the curse
No father in his family tree
I am the incubator of your creations
You a banded me I sing of rebirth
And walk tall with dignity.
Wisdom Worth More Than Silver And Gold
By Jacqueline Amos
Wisdom worth more than silver and gold
The soul worth more than the man
Who lives for the earth?
Loyalty worth more than a man who has no honor to self
Love greater than silver and gold.
Trust stronger than the lion that roars
Knowledge worthless with honor of self
Understanding rationalization what comes first
What comes last? Honor worthy than thieves in the night.
Man a symbol of the world that he walks in Gods light
The scholar who has no in- sight on life.
Love the Websters of Gods house
Sacrifice the resurrection of life.
Spirituality the wisdom that is ordained by God
Ignorance mans deadly sin.
Jealousy the killer of all men and hatred that follows in its place
Words of wisdom, which is delivered
The words that shines through great men.
Wisdom the lion of success strength of men
Who walks in the light of God?
Love greater than all, which is upon this earth
Wisdom worth more than silver and gold.
Copywriter Jacqueline Amos 2001
Why Do You Cry Cage Bird
By Jacqueline Amos
There is no harm where your wings shall embrace
There is no danger that linger above your gates
Why do you cry? The skies are filled with love.
Outside your gates you linker for dear life
The bees that hum above your head
The butterflies so beautiful as they spread t here wings
Why do you cry? The beauty which you posses
The fruits of the land are which you eat
As the humming bird sings
And the crickets sing the harmony
The flowers open and the bees eat of the dew
The sweetness, which you may live,
the love that you may give.
I cry because of the fog in the air
I cry that man has no conscious of the creations that God gave
I cry that I am just a creature and man is so big
I cry that the world will embrace the love of all men
I cry that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder
Who will give with the pure heart and no disclosures?
I cry as the angels flap their wings.
Who is who will be deceived? I feel safe upon my space
I sing of rebirth and love that shall race
I have attempted many times to fly with grace
The world looks upon my cage
There is no weeping the humbleness of my turf
I have and will embrace the love of gods grace
Worry not for me I am the key
The space, which I dwell, will continue to keep me safe
Beauty as the world, which it could be
Dont cry for me, When God returns I will fly
I will spread my wings, humble of those who speaks the words of truth
I am the cage bird with the third eye above my head
Copywriter 2002 Jacqueline Amos
Nubian Prayer
By Jacqueline Amos
Oh father my bones are tired
I cant get much sleep
I cried all through the night
Tossed and turn until the morning light
I have been the eye that man could see
I have been his feet that he may lead
I have been the shoulder that man may lean
Lord oh Lord only you know the trouble I have seen
Take my soul lord and purify my heart
Take my hands and baptize my love
Take my words that it may be the insight to love
Oh lord I have been the belly of the beast for all man cause
The nights are getting darker and the days are short
I have felt the pain of civilization
I continue to carry the scars
Rise me my father that I may regain my strength
Without you lord I am nothing and my bones are tired
I am worried and I cant go on much longer
I stand with the torch my spirit is no longer willing.
My sons no longer cry for me
I walk alone through the dark
Without you lord, I could know longer carry the torch
Copywriter Jacqueline Amos 2001
The Gift From God
By Jacqueline Amos
Oh God how I thank you for allowing a unworthy soul as mine.
To be the link of love in your eyes
There are many who will never any.
But your eyes are always open for the lost souls.
Oh father the power of love, which you share.
Those who turn their heads to your gift as well as your love.
There will never be known as you.
The nights get shorter and the days are long
When I cry you are always there.
You make me embrace every day as it comes.
As the days come when the world just dont care.
Heavenly Father you send me tokens of love.
As you protect me from self.
Oh God such a joyful noise.
Many times I get weak and the world just brings me to my feet.
You turn me around father and the laughter feel the air.
You have always been there when I called never forsaken me.
I give thanks for your love. Each day I give of self.
You took me to a higher level of love.
You taught me to talk to you and humble my self.
As your message comes though loud and clear.
As I lay upon my bed, you sent halos to my head.
The lost souls who dont realize that heaven are on earth.
When you surrender your self. The angels will then come.
And the skys open to love. Oh such a joyful noise.
Copywriter 2001 Jacqueline Amos