How often now I chance recall
Those olden times when I was small
And all those relatives I knew
That sheltered me my childhood through.
There’s been so many I could love
To aid me in my dreaming of
A life blest with both good and bad
Mongst all those joys I’ve known and had.
I need to thank each uncle, aunt
For every dream they helped to plant
And all that wisdom they taught me
To live life with integrity !
Integrity is but a show
With many icons that we know
How sad too few ever get caught
With values they should have been taught
Why are we mute or silenced there
Have we no one to grieve or care ?
A crime, so many victimized
While efforts all are minimized
Our world is begging on its knees
Save us before all justice flees !
For so it is and it will be
We need the truth to set us free
What is the cost of liberty
If we are blind or will not see ?
With all the nonsense we do see
We’re so thankful for our country
We have so much just look around
It is the finest to be found.
One nation of the brave and free
A bastion of our liberty
Which many now scheme to destroy
Whatever methods they’ll employ.
In truth our God is always there
To answer our unending prayer
And keep us safe no matter what
We pledge our lives and all we’ve got !
I’d like to say that I know all
The promises I should recall
But since I was a tiny tot
It seems to me there were a lot.
While childhood was to home confined
I promised that I’d always mind
In Sunday school I swore that I
Would love the Lord and never lie.
Then as I grew and went to school
I pledged the flag and golden rule
When I was twelve, Girl Scouts came next
I took the vows and learned the text.
Now at thirteen I was confirmed
That’s where Commandments all were learned
High School became a brand new stage
I entered in another age.
I’d like to think I’ve done my best
For family, God and the rest
As truth and faith, integrity
Mean everything on earth to me !
There’s so much now that used to be
A segment of our history
Forgotten days and glory old
When men who ruled were brave and bold.
They raised our hopes and promised dreams
None have the courage now it seems
Their service is with lips alone
Mass fallacies which they intone.
God save us from the hypocrite
With whom no honor cares to sit
Return us to our glory days
Help us redeem our honest ways !
The heavy crush of busy streets
Onlookers streaming everywhere
In flip-flops, sneakers, shoes with cleats
A world of madness we all share.
The hawkers, conmen, charlatans
All crowding round their corner carts
Beware the city’s denizens
In great rush to display their arts.
The simple act of walking out
And window shopping just for fun
Enjoying all the scenes about
May be precarious for some!
