| WISDOM IS HIS SMALL VOICE A little child holds out his hand, he wants to be like you when he’s a man The sad part is, that can never be; this little boy is handicap you see Children like him don’t understand, why they cannot do the same things you can He tries so very hard to please, but the big boys around him, they only tease Then he goes and plays by himself, they laugh and jeer and call him an elf Happy in his own little fantasy world, jumping and dancing he’s in a whirl Their smirking looks are so unkind, taunting and hissing, he’s lost his mind Suddenly he turns around; he gazes at them without a frown No tears in his eyes, he says hey guys; I am not really a clown Smiling and laughing he looks at them all, invites them to play a game of ball Coughing, spluttering on what do next, confused by his actions they were perplexed He holds out his hands and beckons them to come, Jesus loves you, He’s God’s Son God made me special and told me to have some fun; I want to show you, so please come The big boys not knowing what to say turned around and went the other way This little boy looked up and said don’t worry; they will be okay, I will pray © Natalie Price March 2009 |
OBSESSION Irrational behavior with my mother’s obsession Living under her manipulation, so she could get more possessions It wasn’t always in material objects Her compulsive behavior had its serious affects I became a possession to her after my Dad died She was not truthful about her feelings, and she lied My mother wanted to control my every move My mother’s dominating attitude, I very much disapproved Her obsessive behavior, made me very ill My nerves were a mess, at times I felt I could kill Emotionally abused every day, I almost blew a fuse I knew if I wanted my health back, I had to choose So I made a decision, my family approved To let my mum go, and so she moved Healing took along time, but now I have my mind I had to learn to forgive; it has taken a long time Praying for my mother, released my pain It opened the door and Jesus came Unforgiveness can destroy what God can do Let it all go and you’ll come through © Natalie Price March 2009 |
| THE LORD IS OUR SHEPHERD The Lord is our Shepherd; He will lead us if we let him It’s hard to start again; not knowing where to begin Suddenly you find yourself alone and sad Wondering what happened, that things got so bad You start to feel empty with no one there Loneliness takes you to another world, of despair Be careful in which way you turn Otherwise you may return Going back down the track Will only bring you more attacks If we walk away from His light, It’s not very bright; you know it’s not right We need our Shepherd, to lead the way And give us hope for a brighter day The wrong kind of love can lead you into a spin When we are weak, we are drawn back to sin Pray and you will find a different kind Do not look back and you will find That the Lord will bless you, and He will send A wonderful being, that you can call your friend © Natalie Price March 2009 |
CHILDREN ARE NOT OUR WEAPONS Our children are not weapons, when we decide to get tough Using children in domestic violence is bad enough Fighting and arguments cause so much damage Especially if we as parents, go on a rampage We should not use children to relay our messages Or stop them from seeing their beloved relatives Threatening to take our children away Has a serious consequence, in many ways Their future relationships, can be badly affected So many of them, end up feeling rejected Children can feel guilty and believe they’re to blame They carry this with them, and feel so ashamed Children are a blessing and a gift to us from God Taking away their spirit, they feel they’ve been robbed My own children grew up in this sad scene The results were devastating, and that I mean Think before you start to yell Your children listen; it’s like living in hell My own children, lived in this scene The results were devastating, and that I mean God has really blessed us since those days Our lives are at peace, now we give praise © Natalie Price March 2009 |
| OPEN YOUR EYES AND BE WISE Be careful of whose care you put your children in Even in the hands of your next of kin Make sure you can fully trust them in their care If there is any doubt, think twice and beware Paedophiles hide their actions really well And threaten your children not to tell Be on the look out and listen to advice Your children will pay for it, it’s a high price Never ever leave your kids alone It’s better for them, if you postpone The repercussions of this sick crime Will stay with them, way after their prime Please I pray, make sure that they’re ok Or you’ll be sorry, if they become their prey © Natalie Price March 2009 |
INTERNET SEX Women can be placed in a vulnerable position Out of loneliness they can make so many wrong decisions We can become easy prey on the Internet A great place to meet people and connect There are some very sick minded people out there So disgusting, they need our prayer Being a victim myself, I understand How lonely you can get without a man I wanted love, companionship, and marriage They wanted sex and some fun, without the baggage The trouble is we want to believe everything they tell us Sometimes it can affect our faith and destroy our trust This has happened, a few times to me You would think I would gain some sense and flee Its time for me to make a call, I need to have a talk with my Lord Direction is what I needed; I was losing time I couldn’t afford Each day that went by, I was sobbing my heart out, and asked myself why Funny thing was, I gave up trying, what’s the use of all that crying You can be obsessed with being alone; I use to hate coming home Never dwell in self pity, get some interests and start with giving Do something for someone else, and then you will start living I don’t think of being lonely now, I’ve so much to do and how I got myself a fish and a snail; they both get on exceptionally well My two little finches brighten up my day; if I get lonely I sit and pray © Natalie Price March 2009 |
| LIVING ON THE EDGE Circumstances can alter the way we feel and think A turbulent lifestyle can definitely send us on the brink Many years of living under stress, can drive you insane Your nerves are a mess, and you feel completely drained Medication, illegal drugs and alcohol, may give you a quick fix But it’s not the answer, in repairing these serious conflicts Taking the easy way out is not a good idea It weakens your spirit and brings in the fear Your health and mind will deteriorate, at a very fast pace By making things worse, you become a bad case Not only hurting yourself, but your family too They’re in misery, not knowing what to do Family members can be extremely abusive We shut them out, and turn into a reclusive Whatever the problem, you must communicate Seek out a friend before it’s to late, don’t alienate The Lord knows what you are going through If you let Him in, He will help you God listens and sees us in our despair And I can tell you, He certainly does care In all my troubles, my Lord was my friend He stayed with me, and He will to the end © Natalie Price March 2009 |
WORDS OF WARNING We must believe in ourselves Or else our well being, can be affected as well Without faith we have no hope And it’s so much harder for us to cope If anyone has given you a cutting remark It’s like a knife that pierces our heart Words that speak encouragement Replace the ones of discouragement Justified criticism is sometimes okay But condemnation can lead you astray Confidence is something, so many of us lack A history of abuse, can take us off the track We need to stay positive, to be able to overcome Negativity will not succeed, and it’s not a lot of fun Be careful how you speak when you meet Don’t give out vibes that will show, that you’re weak Jesus did not come for the righteous, which are strong He came for the lost to help them, fix the wrong What we speak out, can determine our path It can make or break us from this wrath © Natalie Price March 2009 |
| HYPNOSIS SHOULD BE A CRIME Don’t open your mind to hypnosis Some people seek them out for a diagnosis It is not harmless, like they claim It’s very foolish, you can become insane Being hypnotised can appear to be working Believe me, the devil is in there lurking Hypnotherapist claim they can cure and help the mind The devil is very clever in disguising this crime What comes in is demonic possession Often the victim ends up with depression Worst still your whole character can change Your mind can become twisted and mentally deranged My Dad practiced hypnotherapy for many years The result was devastating, and so were my fears Demonic possession is very real, my mother became very ill For many years, I suffered under this bazaar behaviour Please be warned and do yourself a favour Don’t ever get involved in this kind of treatment It’s the devil’s work, in your mistreatment Abuse can often come from this sort of practice You feel like you’ve been hit with a prickly old cactus The spikes enter deep under your skin Satan will let go, if you let Jesus in © Natalie Price March 2009 |
YOU BETTER THINK TWICE Sometimes we have to get tough in our thinking Some people close their ears and start shrinking If you don’t listen to sound advice Think again, my advice is to think twice I have had many years of all kinds of abuse My heart has been bruised, being used So I don’t pussy foot around anymore You’ll hear the truth and more I got sick and tired of shutting my mouth Believe me when I tell you, I ‘m no small mouse This force within, drives me to speak out No more whispering, I will shout There comes a time when you get sick of these crimes Abuse is happening, too many times My poems reflect my true life experiences Walking around blind, at your own convenience Will not help you, as you will pay the consequences Get a life and come to your senses Being blunt may not be one of my best features But speaking the truth, hopefully it teaches © Natalie Price March 2009 |
| IN OUR WEAKNESS God believes we’re special in our own uniqueness But the devil tries to destroy us in our weakness He attacks us by giving us the wrong desires So he brings us cheaters and deceitful liars Temptation is very difficult and hard to resist We need to be strong, as the devil persists The devil is very clever in deceiving us So he uses people, we think we can trust And they may look as if they’re decent and kind Their actions prove differently, as you will find They seem to appear as Angels of light Until the monster in them, gives you a fright It doesn’t take much to fall under their power Instead of being strong, you’ll be weaker and cower Every moment that you’re awake The devil is waiting, for that one big mistake Watch out; and do not let your guard down Praise is the key that will give you the crown It will weaken the devil and he will leave town © Natalie Price March 2009 |
ABUSERS LISTEN, I HAVE SOMETHING
TO SAY Listen, all you people that abused, and do not listen but refuse Darkness as black as night, shall cover you You enemies of God will perish, and be destroyed The wickedness in your heart will be made void Your flesh will become like burnt cinders And you will not stand in the way and hinder Despicable, contemptible, sick minds One day you will pay for your appalling crimes Your victims will dance for joy and sing hooray At last justice will be done, and you will pay Violence will disappear, no longer will your victims fear God’s favour has come on those who mourn His wrath will come on you, so be warned Your days are numbered, and do not laugh You have no idea of God’s crushing wrath I will give beauty for ashes, for the ones with lashes Instead of heaviness, there will be praise My glory will shine and you will be amazed My fury will be known all over the earth But those that mourn will be given back their worth © Natalie Price March 2009 |
| NIGHTMARE Trembling and frightened, you cannot go to sleep Fear creeps in and you start to weep Your eyes are open and listening for every sound Hiding under the bed so you won’t be found Shadows seem to gather in every corner Perspiring madly, as if you’re in a sauna It feels like you’re in a nightmare, when will it end You wish you could leave, but you don’t have a friend A sick paedophile comes and stays in your house The hard part is, he is your mother’s spouse She won’t believe you, if you try to tell You’re scolded severely; it’s like living in hell Where do you go, what can you do? No one believes you, in what you go through This story is so true in our society today These contemptible offenders need to be put away © Natalie Price March 2009 |
NIGHTMARE OF A CHILD Mummy I am so frightened, please don’t me leave me alone here I’m so scared, he drinks beer, and I don’t want him near I don’t want to go to bed, he hurts me and I cry in pain Please tell him to go; I know I will get the blame If I hide under my bed, he may not find me It’s so dark in my room, I cannot see Look at those shadows, they look like his shape They look so big, just like an ape What’s that sound, I hear him coming? Please help somebody, where is my mummy Your hands are so big; let me go, leave me be Oh please go away, and don’t touch me My hands are shaking and I feel so hot Golly my tummy hurts; it feels like knots She doesn’t believe me when I try to tell her And tells me I’m a liar and not to stir I get into trouble for telling the truth He smacked me in the mouth and hurt my tooth This is a nightmare, it happens every day I cry myself to sleep; I wish he would go away © Natalie Price March 2009 |
| PROSTITUTING OUR KIDS Marriage breakups can be very devastating on our kids Their atmosphere can be somewhat depressing and very distressing The bills keep rolling in, and money is very tight Your heart feels crushed, and your thinking is not right And you start to ponder on what you can do You tell yourself you need a man, he will help you through Out of loneliness, you invite different men into you home Their eyes are full of darkness, they look around and roam A heavily built man, asked if he could stay there for one night Their mum hastily said yes, it will be alright The children felt the tension, as he wondered around to explore Deviously he checks all the rooms, the kids he just ignored He looks at them intently, with darkness in his eyes The evilness surrounds him, as if he’s won a prize Then he tells the mother, the kids should be in bed With a smirk on his face, he touches her up the leg He says hey; I know a way for you, to make some big money It will be so sweet it will taste like honey With a devious look and his cunning smile He looks at the kids, this could be worthwhile They sense the danger from this evil stranger Horrified and frightened, the kids are alarmed The mother agreed, as long as they weren’t harmed Petrified and scared, at what was about to take place He grabbed one of the kids, her little heart just raced Then he threw her on the bed, as if she was dead As he pushed his body into her, she could smell his fleshy odour Her body was now throbbing, from the pain all over Her tummy in knots, she pleaded for him to stop So he shoved himself harder, until he was like a rock He muffled her mouth as he went in and out She tried her best to scream, all he did was beamed For a fist full of dollars, they were betrayed by their mother They no longer have a family, or one another Prostitution is a crime, but this one is the very worst kind Their lives in ruins, because this creep had his way God will judge them for their wickedness one day © Natalie Price March 2009 |
LIVING ON THE STREETS Abused kids often end up on our streets Drug addicts, pimps, and thieves These are the kinds of people that they meet With no income to support their needs Homeless and hungry, they need a feed Predators are on the loose Watch out, as you could become their next goose Ready and waiting to prey on our kids They become their victims for the highest bid Some of the kids end up in jail Not a nice place, their faces go pale Young and new blood has just arrived You’re not quite sure if you’re going to survive It doesn’t matter what sex you are Life inmates don’t care, they’re in there for awhile Sexually molested and disfigured by the assault The inmates stick together, and say it was your fault Believe me this does happen in our jails today You better stay clean; otherwise you’ll be put away Worst to come, you become addicted Then you know you’re really afflicted Your whole personality has a big change The brain cells are affected, you become deranged Desperate in your need for more illegal drugs You will do anything you can for these thugs Murder, prostitution, stealing, and dealing At the end of it all, you will need some healing You need to make a decision; your life has become so foul God is your only hope, which can help you now Living on the streets, there is chance you’ll be repeatedly raped Change your way of thinking, before it’s too late © Natalie Price March 2009 |
| DON’T SELL YOURSELF SHORT Have you ever been told you’re not good enough? And criticised, when you try so hard to do stuff No matter what you do, it’s always wrong They only want you there, for their use for so long Then they discard you as if you’re a piece of litter You’re frequently hearing their constant complaints And it can drive you mad and make you bitter You feel like you’re worthless and your life has no meaning The only jobs you think you’re good at, is cleaning Your confidence in your own ability is gone Useless inadequate and a feeling you don’t belong Well I’ve got news for you my friends You don’t have to prove anything or make amends I believe you can do anything; you put your mind too Don’t listen to their lies, be happy with what you do God made us individually different, not all the same He made us special and gave us our names At one time I felt, I was worthless and didn’t have a brain Boy was I wrong, and how dare they complain When you give your best, you’re giving your all If you listen to their lies, you will come down heavy and fall It doesn’t matter if you’re rich or poor, thin or fat, They’re judging you, go tell them to scat Your life was planned, and you were created by God The Lord says you’re special, and you’re loved We are all called, to carry out God’s plans Stop listening to these thick headed barbarians They speak poisonous venom from their evil lips And what leaks out of them, is polluted drips © Natalie Price March 2009 |
LOW SELF ESTEEM CAN CAUSE YOU TO
SIN Your years of abuse, has made your feel you’re of little use And you’ve allowed yourself to be shamefully loose Sadly you’ve lost all confidence in your own abilities All you’ve been use too, is malicious hostilities No longer do you have any morals, or self respect You accept any offers, no matter whose home gets wrecked Seduce and abused, you allow your body to be used You mind is in the mess and you’re totally confused Feeling alone and sad in your world of despair You know they don’t love you, or even care Desperate, miserable and feeling very depressed And wondering how your life, became an awful mess When you feel like giving up, remember God’s grace And why you’ve held on, for so long in the first place God doesn’t want you hurt or feeling condemned He has come to lead you; He is your best friend © Natalie Price March 2009 |
| FORBIDDEN FRUIT Adultery can have devastating results, in any relationship Feeling betrayed, hurt and humiliated But within your own family, it can turn to hatred It’s serious enough, when you’re not related Anger grows and then your feelings explode The damage is done, its like rust that corrodes To find your partner in the arms of your next of kin You can be driven over the edge, for this terrible sin With your mind twisted, you’re inconsolable In desperation, you become uncontrollable Suicidal thoughts start to brew inside of you Your head is in whirl not knowing what to do Revenge and violence is definitely not the way You’ve been badly hurt, and want your pain to go away Hate is like cancer, and it’s not the answer One thing I know, all dark clouds have a silver lining You will smile again; and your face will be shining In life you will have many heartbreaking experiences But you can make a decision, to change your circumstances Your heart will start to heal, when you start to forgive And only then, will you be able to move on and live © Natalie Price March 2009 |
PEER PRESSURE Peer pressure can be a real problem in our schools Succumbing to their level, may finish up breaking all the rules My youngest son, was coerced into using drugs He didn’t want to be rejected, he ended up a being a thug By getting involved in crime, he had to do his time It certainly didn't pay off, and he was heavily fined To be accepted you have to act like one of the gang Or beaten up and thrown out, like a boomerang If you don’t listen to what they say For your own safety, get out of their way Don’t be hoodwinked into being a fool At the end of the day, you’re just their mule Be careful what kind of friends you choose It may change your direction, and then you lose If you get in with the wrong crowd, you will be despised Panic stricken, and on the run because you were not wise Making wrong decisions, not only affects your life It brings misery and heartache on your family It’s like back stabbing them, with your own knife I pray for the day, that my son will want to obey And look to the Lord to guide him in everyway He’s my only hope I have, to come and save my son It’s through the blood of Jesus, and He is the only one © Natalie Price March 2009 |