12 Steps Up

TWELVE STEPS

I longed to become
What I knew I could be
Through the long lost years
I searched for the key
That would open the door
To set me free
As a spirit held captive my soul and
I could not see

CHORUS
I had gone the last mile
To the valley below
In the darkness I groped
There was no place to go
Then a voice said to me
There were steps I could find
So I took my first step
Caught my first glimpse of light
And left darkness behind

VERSE 2
There were hands reaching out
And voices to say
“We can lead you up
We came the same way”
There were 12 steps to take
Steps I knew I could make
For a lamp to my feet
And a light to my path
Caused each chain to break

CHORUS

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Is There Someone Somewhere?

Is There Someone Somewhere?

Is there someone somewhere?
Someone with whom I can share?
The many burdens I bear,
Lord please hear my prayer,
I long for someone.

Just a letter or two,
A visit from you,
Will brighten this cell,
Ease the pain of this hell,
There must be someone somewhere.

If this song is for you,
Please make my wish come true,
For I long for a friend,
On whom I can depend,
Would you please be that someone.

Just a letter or two,
A visit from you,
Will brighten this cell,
Ease the pain of this hell,
There must be someone out there.

Is There Someone Somewhere, prisoner

Be inspired, be blessed”

The Master’s Pen

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Remember Me!

I remember one night as I lay in my bed,
Hearing frightened angry voices,
I could not tell what they said,
So I crept to the door and peeked through a crack,
And then what I saw caused me to run back.

I closed my eyes and covered my ears,
“God please let this be one of my nightmares,
Let me awake from this horrible dream,”
But I knew it was real and I wanted to scream!

“Please do not take my Daddy away,
Take those chains off his hands and let him stay,
I love him! I need him! I do not want to cry,
I do not want to tell my Daddy goodbye.”

There were lights that were flashing and cars drove away,
And all night long through my tears I would pray,
“God please help my Daddy and my Mommy too,
I am just a child there is nothing I can do.”

I miss you Daddy and I want you to know,
There is a love in my heart that continues to grow,
For even though you are not here and I do not understand,
I remember the times when you held my hand.

I love you Daddy and you always will be,
The greatest Dad in the world to me.

“Be inspired, be blessed”

The Master’s Pen

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Shattered Lives

If only I had listened, had turned and walked away,
From that hellish deadly fatal drink
I would not have to pay, for the suffering and the agony,
My evil lust has wrought,
Ruined lives of innocent people,
This sickening moment brought.

Oh Lord my God this pain, keeps tearing at my heart,
My life all of a sudden, is fast falling apart,
The visions and the dreams, they just would not go away,
The memories wretched memories, it seems they are here to stay.

The screams, the blood, the bodies,
Sounds of sirens pierce my ears,
Bringing with them panic, then the worst of all my fears,
They are covering the bodies, Oh no! Oh God! They are dead.
Thoughts of anguish, pain and disbelief,
Keep running through my head.

Could I have caused this agony, what will their loved ones say,
Oh Lord my God! Please help me, I want to run away,
From the life which is before me,
The years of no escape,
From the guilt I feel, because I knew,
Driving drunk is a grave mistake.

“Be inspired, be blessed”

The Master’s Pen

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When

When did I start, to break someone’s heart?
Someone who felt it was worth?
Enduring pain for my birth,
Who shared all of my fears?
Throughout all the years,
And prayed day and night, never ceasing to fight,
Never ceasing to fight, for my peace.

If I could return to when, would I begin again?
To try to taste to see, how anxious would I be?
To cheat to steal to lie, even take the risk to die,
To prove that I belong?
When deep down in my heart, right from the very start,
I knew it was all wrong.

My mind, my heart, my soul,
Are now out of control,
I must, I can, I will, I have to reach,
The poison, that will bring a moment’s thrill,
As evil lying spirits mockingly,
Enjoy my agony insanity,
Who will deliver me?
Romans: 7/25

“Be inspired, be blessed”

The Master’s Pen

© The National Library of Congress