Panto's Perspective

The Lord has set his love upon you So love Him with all your heart you must do For love of us He did first give And this is love, His commandments to live We say we love Him but hate our brother A lie since one goes along with the other For he that dwells in God dwells in love And willingly our brothers we serve We love not in word but in deed and truth We love each other from the days of our youth Then through this love perfection is sure With mercy of Christ expected endure Love not the world or the things that are in If any love it, God’s love ain’t in him And an heir to the kingdom he cannot be Yes the kingdom goes to those that love He For he shows mercy even to such He circumcise the hearts of who trust in him much O love the Lord all ye saints He hath heard your voice- don’t think he ain’t O love his law and hate vain thoughts Let the law be the reflection of our hearts Great peace have they that love thy word No greater thing hav...

It's a beautiful morning The sun is risen The air is fresh The winds are moving The sky is glowing The clouds are showing The animals do hustle And trees do shake in all the bustle The beauty of nature The work of the Creator There's nothing like it It must be admired And at times like these 'Praise the Lord' is required

I can't sleep cause I'm thinking so much I'm thinking I need to write this first Express my lines upon this page Share my thoughts, unlock the cage What are the thoughts that I wish to share? What are the lines that I now do bear? Surprising to you who are reading is this My thoughts keep flowing, they never cease They flow like water over a stone Like the deep, cold air that chills the bone Like the blood that runs right through my veins Like a sound that travels over plains Life and death, black and white Summer, winter, day and night Up and down, left and right Heat and cold, dark and light Bitter, sweet, weak and strong Fat and thin, short and long Thinking is it right or wrong To speak your heart or write a song Conflict, conflict, everywhere Peace and quiet far and near Am I alone in this great sea? And what is worth the life to be? And still the thoughts of things to come The sounds of music and taste of rum The in-between and hidden thing...

Listen carefully, what do you hear? There are voices calling from everywhere. Do you know the voices or is it all noise? I'm sure you can hear at least one voice. Are you weak in your hearing: only cheer recognized. Are your ears only open to hypocrisy and lies? Can the cries of the poor be decoded in your brain? Or are the shouts of the rich driving you insane? There's a cry from the wicked- can't be music to ears. Know: voices of the JUST- only heard by WHO cares. Come on my friend- that is all you can hear? The cries of the wicked: celebrating so dear? The sound of the rich: calling out for more You allow them to obscure the mourns of the poor Is your mind so shrouded or covered with soot? Are your thoughts so entangled by the evil ones root? Deafening voices call from far and wide. Some of these voices: we should learn to confide There are voices of truth: we often ignore. When they sound like silence, one cannot be sure. Why do we deny t...

Love is something that we often take for granted Something that all of us have demanded A hug, a kiss, a touch or simply Words that are said so gently All for encouragement Full of patience Goes through drama No matter the crime No matter the times Cause love is enduring It looks not for faults but seeks out the better It looks out for who it’s directed to If it is there it stays with you It’s meant to make you better too Unless, you really did your best To not return the love that you get And some get more, some get less Some have none, others excess It’s something that’s picky It chooses its hand Something that never sways to demand

Don't cry a river, don't be mad Don't be gloomy, neither be sad There's a simple fact I'll tell you It's this: people lie It doesn't matter if you plead People lie like the goodness of smoked weed Now they say that ignorance is bliss But it is the subtle things they say that we miss With use of the smoothest words they can find They lie to you and are fine Some lie for protection of them or others Afraid of outcome veracity brings Some lie for money or wealth or power Because all that matters are the comfy things Some lie with pleasure to spite some person The outcome brings much satisfaction But some do lie for lying sake Never caring what outcome it breaks No lie can succeed though without one's trust The working of lies on trust - a must A liar's lie is his own creation And when it succeeds brings much elation Or when it fails; brings must frustration One's pride is broken through the unsuccessful notion Some there...

Where is my life going? What am I doing? How am I growing? Why am I living? There is much to think of everyday But thinking alone won't make the way Action, action do something I must! Believe the vision; hold on to trust I want some answers I want to progress Seems the world is set To take more for less Am I dreaming? Oh, where do I stand? My destiny I hold within my very hands When no one may care or comprehend I'll find the answers on my own then I'm searching for meaning What is my life? Only a catalog Of pain and strife? Or is there good for every man So long as he takes it on demand? Is there good in every thing? Or is it all about the sins?

Are you up? Are you here? I'm calling out to you out there Life is livid Love is living Move on forward No retreating Stand your ground Don't lose the fight Things won't always turn out right Be persistent, don't give in Don't quench the fire You will win Are you ready to be steady? Your mind is saying no already Change that mind You must push on Tell yourself you can come on! Write your story Live your dream Use your skills Release the steam Tell yourself 'I know I can' Make that victory with your hands Create your story Form your path You are ready You know that.

The morning made it out of the dark It clawed its way into the light Drenched in nothing it fought its way Refused the darkness of the night The morning made it strong and true Though wet it pushed and pulled right through It said the sun just has to shine And the beginning of the day is mine The morning makes it everyday Reminds that there is one true way We'll make it in this life if we Learn from the morning how to be

What makes a man human, And by a man I mean male or female Boy and girl What makes one human? Is it the good will to fellow men; the tall speeches of helping one another? Or is it the secret actions that we do for each other? Is it the daily smiles of encouragement that we give? Or the harsh words of reality we live? Maybe it's all about mercy and forgiveness But for people without those, are they human-less? What is human anyway; what is a man meant to be? Aren't those expected qualities just told to you and me? We breed, we feed, we grow and recede By violence and trickery we take what we need Or take what we want; we're easily selfish Increases in riches is something we cherish By nature we argue, we curse and we fight Yet some of us say that this isn't right Does human then mean that we'll always be kind? Does human require a standard mind? Who states what is standard anyway? Is it not those with power today? If it were simple why wo...