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Mama’s Love is like a storm, knocking me out,I can’t contend with mama’s love, it pours from all about.It rises to the summit, and reigns with the sun,Mama’s love it stands alone, mama’s love is number one

In the darkest of the dark,Often souls find spark…In the grave, in solitude,Something cradles in the brood!

The dreams I dreamed, they scream,At me, in me, with me, crying; redeem!For I’ve slept, as darkness intercepts me,But the dreams I dreamed shall me free! 

The dreams I dreamed, they scream,At me, in me, with me, crying; redeem!For I’ve slept, as darkness intercepts me,But the dreams I dreamed shall me free! 

These are times you think the most,Times you sink from coast to coast…And these are times you’re high and low,When you’re not sure to go!.

Like a caterpillar with wings, like day turns night,There’s change through actions, in the hour of twilight.Things that were not done, come into existence,On a path of enmity, ups and downs, there’s need for self-defence.

 

Some most sacred songs are secret songs,Songs we sing in the plight of night,The strings of praise, when the pang prolongs,When the soul is anguished by an enduring fight…

Like a gallop on a trail,Against the wind, as a sail…I’m a hope with a breath,For a journey unto death…

Oh tears, why you run from my eyes?Why you scar on my bruises and never realize?You rain, yet never rectify my pain,How you shadow my merry and trespass my sane…

A ray of hope abides within the heart,Like toddlers grasping anchor, as juveniles how they start.Courage is of highly deed, in a horrendously beautiful way,A ray that shapes the blessings has come this gentle day.

I’m captured by the smiles that their faces show,How much I love then all, they just wouldn’t know.In all my endeavours, moments I breathe, in this life that I live,There’s nothing to replace, for family is the greatest gift God will ever give.

Oh great men who trod the rocky road,Great men, who bears a burden heavy loadThey reach to find, the mission is never done,Oh great men, who labor under the sun.

You gaze and stray, you look then turn away,You judge a cover within which plenitudes of beauty stay.The beauty of a soul lies within its inner being,Beneath the coat of the cover, every beauty’s seen.

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