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God, can you hear me calling?

God can you hear me calling?
I need you here tonight.
Im all alone and shaking,
Coz nothing seems to go right,
Just a few more hours
and it will be Fajhr time soon
I think i might wait up
Oh, God what can I do
What can I do?

You say theres only one path
That your house is my home too
But my heart is always somewhere else
And thats why you've left me alone.

Just a few more hours
And it'll be Fajhr time soon
God, can you hear me callin'
Oh God what can i do
What can I do?

God, I know Ive done wrong,
And Im not your favourite tonight,
But I hope you'll forgive me some day,
Even if you take my life away...

I know your not here yet

i know you're not here yet but you'll hear this,
death is defnite so don't don't fear it,
When i'm gone don't do as i did, do as i say,
Your life is a test so do it your own way,
I wasn't perfect, never think that i was,
Every move that i made, i did it beacause,
well i don't know with hindsight you might tell me,
or someday someone out there might realise and bell me,
But i don't know yet so say the storys begun,
May not be as important as the daily rise of the sun,
But what i read on it's pages i think that its done,
cus truth is well, all this writing was it written for fun?
Logic don't apply, so really why they telling me?
I'm a human not an object so you won't be selling me,
Materialisms one disease disguised as another,

Help

Assalamalikom,

please, I need help...
I'm drowning, and no body can see that...
I don't trust any body around me... they all eat humans flesh (backbite)...I live in a small community...
If you know a female Da'eyah.. a trustful female Da-eyah that can help me... please ... I need help..

I know.. posting a blog is a stupid idea.. but i didn't sleep all night.. i'm desperate...

please,..I need help..

To all them tea lovers out there.

Alternative Anthem

Put the kettle on
Put the kettle on
It is the British answer
to Armageddon.

Never mind taxes rise
Never mind trains are late
One thing you can be sure of
and that’s the kettle, mate.

It’s not whether you lose
It’s not whether you win
It’s whether or not
you’ve plugged the kettle in.

May the kettle ever hiss
May the kettle ever steam
It is the engine
that drives our nation’s dream.

Long live the kettle
that rules over us
May it be limescale free
and may it never rust.

Sing it on the beaches
Sing it from the housetops
The sun may set on empire
but the kettle never stops.

John Agard

Biggrin

(hopefully i dont get accused of nationalism)

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