There are some who will choose to be fatherless,

Even when they have one still around,

Believing lies in between what is obvious,

And the truth they were taught thru a frown...

Without living your life for a moment,

As you're trying your best to explain,

That the past may be yours so you own it,

But the present leaves no room for blame...

Becuz you still watch them from shadows,

That the sun seems to hide from their view,

Right behind them as they face their battles,

With such pride they wont call upon you...

Does it prove to them that you arent needed,

As you hold your hand out for their clasp,

If they choose will it mean they've conceded,

Or they lose what life meant them to grasp...

There are some who will choose to be fatherless,

And will yell it till they lose their voice,

While the others that hear them are bother less,

Because they know someone left them no choice...

Terry

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One day I will come from heaven

And I'll walk amongst the living

As you worship on Gods day of seven

I will choose the ones forgiving

That will fall so lifeless to the ground

In my shadow as I'm passing

If you listen there won't be a sound

Because I came for them not asking

They are chosen ones who took the path

That my father laid before me

In a frozen but most faithful laugh

They are martyrs of such envy

And the others who will watch in awe

Believe the reason they're still standing

That somehow they just got the call

With their arms reached so demanding

But soon they all will realize

That the devil walks behind me

As the tears of fire fill their eyes

When he takes each one presiding

Terry

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There is no special place in time

Because time itself is relevant

The past and future both combine

To keep us lost in present sent

When our only gift is looking back

It is History that will dictate

What each passing rift has left intact

For a memory to confiscate

But if we could go back in time

To any moment that is just before

Would one have a change of mind

If it could open up a different door

As probability turns to fate

With a consequence it holds in hand

A possibility has escaped

With a prominence that may demand

There is no special place in time

When a moment will just split in two

As every choice will just redefine

What the future may behold in you

Terry

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When my time has come to pass

Don't bury me six feet down

It's the only thing I'll ever ask

Don't worry about a piece of ground

That someone else's only task

Is to come around now and then

To clean the flowers I left last

Until it's time for you to come again

They dig a hole that's made for two

In case you can't afford a 2nd plot

For anyone that's kin to you

So your stone has an empty spot

I don't want you to have to come

To the same place every year

Cuz wherever you'll be coming from

Is too far just to leave your tears

When my time has come to pass

Take my ashes that I leave behind

To keep with you forever last

So I'm always there to remind ...

Terry

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It is now that when this moment

Will become our past in time

And it is up to us to own it

Before it's just a thought of mine

As I lay here right before you

On my throne of satin sheets

There's just one thing I implore to

Right before you're off your feet

To just lay yourself upon me

While the candle feeds a flame

By a flask of perignon we

Will just pour to place and blame

So that as our lips come closer

I will taste upon your breath

Every sip that led composure

Until there's obviously none left

When your hair begins to drape me

I'll just move behind one ear

Till only air is what's escaping

From a kiss we use to fear ...

Terry

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You know what hurts the most,

Is when they get so close,

That being under your skin,

Was just the way that they got in...

Sometimes it feels so good,

You almost wish you could,

Give a piece of you away,

So you can brighten someone's day...

Because when you share a part,

Of someone else's heart,

It doesn't matter how its sliced,

You know its always beating twice...

And if it skips a beat,

You know its not complete,

So you search for it again,

To share it with another friend...

Make sure you take your time,

You will always surely find,

That the hearts the only space,

That can never be replaced...

Terry

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As I sit here at the funeral for a close family member today , thought I'd

share

A death brings me to church again

This house of the forsaken

Less breath bereave my family my friend

For their soul to come be taken

While a Gospel hymn is sung out loud

I approach the casket slowly

To listen for the slightest sound

Of anything more holy

If my faith is my religion

Then my father please forgive me

My heart should be forgiven

I will faulter as I'm living

Still searching for some meaning

Thru each lesson life has taught me

Yet hurting while I'm dreaming

As I question what it's brought me

A death brings me to church again

To remind me, I'll be passing

Never how but only when

I will join the everlasting ...

Terry

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If water moves just like the wind

Then you will never see it coming

True power comes from deep within

It's the one thing we can summon

Each drop that hides inside a wave

That feeds its tidal forces

Is willing to become enslaved

To the master it rejoices

And as they both become inclined

A storm becomes apparent

Moving like they're intertwined

With a purpose so inherent

One can't force the hand of God

If your hand is what was given

Be forceful in this promenade

As you walk amongst the living

So if you cannot see the wind

Or the water coming towards you

Its your power that can't comprehend

The very struggle it affords to..

Terry

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A God gave me the power

To command the world I own

The mighty beast may tower

But it's man who dawns the throne

So that even if I'm weaker

My mind is what posses

The strength I find in ether

That such intellect confesses

Tho war and peace keep coming

I still will test our own

In ones who fight by running

And the others that stand prone

Until there is but one Victor

Who will claim such dominance

That time will take much quicker

Given all my prominence

A God gave me the power

To rule as I see fit

Till the day that my last hour

Becomes illegitimate ....

Terry

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So often mistaken for something else

Like a carrot at the end of a stick

And once it is taken, its all by itself

Without merit like some old dirty trick

It's just slight of hand you do understand

A distraction, though, what it may seem

Yet only as grand as one in command

Such satisfaction for who it may deem

What poisons the heart will tear you apart

When it captures the depth of your soul

If only it's caught before it had start

It would never have eaten you whole

Why even touch whats burning so much

Like a moth that's attracted to flames

Once in its clutch it owns you as such

You're aloft in its cinders of blame

So just take your time & see what's behind

What is capturing you with intrigue

If it isn't your mind that's caught in a bind

Then this rapture won't cause you to bleed

Terry

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