Goes Around, Comes Around
What goes around, comes around
As I always have been told,
So what you have done unto others,
Unto you, someday the same will unfold.
The evils that you have held
And the lies that you have spoke,
Someday you will be visited by them all
And by those deeds alone, you will choke.
Karma will come and get you
From it you cannot run and or hide
She will follow till your end on Earth
And she’ll mock you the day that you die.
What goes around comes around
Truer words have never been said
Your life will be full of sadness and pain
From the life that you once had led.
To the pain and suffering that you caused
From the evils and lies that you dealt
Believing lies that you told and hold
For you there will be a special place in Hell.
And you might not die alone
You might have your family and or friends
But when your passing has came and gone
No one will think good of you, ever again.
What comes around, goes around
I think deeply on that thought,
Because nothing truly can you hide from man
And from GOD, your always caught.
You might lie only to lie to yourself
But then soon, it comes back to you
And then you see the pain that you caused
Then they’ll will be nothing that you can do.
Suffering will be yours alone forever
Your moaning in pain will be your only sound
And I myself will mock and ignore you
For as they say, what comes around, goes around.
Randy L. McClave
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Forgive And Forget
Forgive and forget as I've been told
That query keeps coming to my mind
As 'I forgive' is the easiest words for one to say
But to forget, to me it seems like a crime.
To forget the evils that someone has done
Or even the evils or lies that they had spoke
To walk away as they never had accrued
As though to have a nightmare and never to awoke.
When we were young we are taught by our elders
To forgive the trespasses against us one and all
We must forget the pain and suffering that we felt
And must lock that away behind our own brick wall.
The lies and the evils that were done to us,
Even by friends and the ones who we had loved
We must then say that I forgive you one and all
And to some, that forgiveness is not even enough.
Forgive and forget those words we have heard
Even the bible does speak the same
To forgive the sins that were committed against us all
And so against no one can we ever curse or blame.
Sometimes though it seems like in this life
The wrong doers are always asking to forgive and forget
And then the moment that you smile and accept their request
They attack you, and they feel no sadness or regret.
Forgiving sometimes it is so very hard to do
And then to forget that person of their evil deeds
While trying not to remember what they have done to you
While wishing in them, you once again could believe.
Now as I think about my very own past
Of all the wrongs and evil deeds to me I must accept
I read that forgiveness is mine so said the Lord
So now I toss the evils done to me off to forgive and forget.
Randy L. McClave
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Pain Pain by cedrick dennis
Pain Pain over here pain over there Pain in my heart pain in my soul Pain in my mind Pain in my skin pain in my bones Pain being caused left and right Pain being caused till the heart bleeds red Pain being caused till the skin and bone rip Pain being caused till you break into tears Pain at school Pain at home Pain in my head, pain in my heart Pain in my mind, pain in my soul Pain happening in my sleep Pain happening in my thoughts Pain happening when I’m alone Pain happening in the shower, in my room, in my bed, in my house where I’m all alone Pain happening every hour, every minute, every second of my life Pain caused by anger and hate Pain caused by hurt Pain caused by greed Pain caused by sorrow and depression Pain caused by grief and confusion Pain caused by your family and friends Pain caused by the world Pain caused by people you love Pain driving me crazy Causing me to take pills till it fills up my veins I go to sleep never to wake up and see that light The light that will end my pain for good
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Telling Lies
You tell your lies unto your daughters
You told those lies unto their fathers
You tell them lies, in such a disguise
So later in years them you could deny.
You tell your lies unto your friends
You told those lies to all your men
You make up an excuse, just to confuse
So no one knows what you put them through.
You tell your lies unto your teacher
You told your lies unto your preacher
You then shed a tear, so with pity they'd hear
And also when no one else is ever near.
You tell your lies to any caller
You told your lies unto your lawyer
You say any word, though may be absurd
Even though from someone else you heard.
You tell your lies in your prayer
You told those lies to the choir
But you still will be blamed, for all the pain
As sadly you and your lying will remain.
You will tell your lies each and everyday
You will tell those lies when you get old and gray
Sadly you will tell them till, your heart beats still
But then hearing those lies no one else ever will.
You will tell your lies when you meet GOD
You will tell those lies with a pitiful nod
You will beg him again, that you did no sin
But GOD will know where you have been.
You will tell your lies when you meet the Devil
You will tell those lies as as you are at the same level
But at you he will grin, as he knows all your sin
As with you all those times he too has been.
Your daughters will sin and tell their lies
As to anyone that will listen they will also cry
As you taught them not the truth, but only how to use
So also their destiny from lies they did choose.
Randy L. McClave
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The Sinners Thought
Was she worth to lose my soul
Spoke the man to himself from Hell below
As he placed is head in his hands for shame
He knew truly that he was the one to blame
And no other mans fault to where he did go.
She of course was another mans wife
Whom she had swore to GOD she'd spend her life
For better or worst until the bitter end
And no other man would she ever allow in
But then to GOD and all she lived a lie.
Was she worth for me to burn in Hell
Locked away from everyone eternity in my jail
Suffering and pain to last on forever
I wander if she cries for me, or if she found another
And no one can hear my anguish as I wail.
She of course lied and I believed her lies
And I was so sympathetic when she did cry
But all I cared for were my own wants and needs
As that gave me the strength for me to please
But now to myself I curse myself with why.
Was she worth it when I ignored GOD
The love and warmth that all man had sought
But then his words and laws I ignored for her
Now here I am in Hell as I ignored the word
And in pain and suffering forever my soul will rot.
She was someone that I did not know
And I dreaded the days as we got old
With all the cheating and sinning and the lies
Stealing her was just the devils prize
And no she was not worth me losing my soul.
Randy L. McClave
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Pain
Pain; it is my friend
It shows me that I do live
It is my support when I do mend
My aches are the tribute, I must give,
I scream out when it does arrive
Sometimes tears come to my eyes
But it proves that I am still alive
Even when I breath in short sighs,
I will not ignore my pain with a pill
As though to make it disappear
As it and I, both are real
Even though it brings agony and a tear,
But someday my pain it will be gone
And on that day, I too will not exist
Then broken forever will be our bond
As then from me pain will forever desist,
It arrived the day that I was born
And it will be with me till the day I die
Till then I will give it my hateful scorn
Then on my last day, I will say goodbye.
RANDY L. MCCLAVE
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Never Free
Never Free
I'm never free from this pain
This suffering is mine alone
I could have changed my path
But in the end it would be worse
This pain I feel is great
Nearly unbearable
But I asked to keep it
And I will not turn back
For that is not in my nature
I will never be free from this
Not until this life is through
This horrible pain has a familiar face
And yet it is unknown
It rips at me from all sides
Trying to pull me in
But I refuse to let it take over
For I am stronger than you give me credit for
I am not certain how long I can last
I am strong
But the pain only gets stronger
It will never subside even to let me heal
But then I never asked to heal
I could have stopped this
And taken the other path
I could have erased the cause of the pain
But that may have caused another pain
A pain that I refuse to live with
I never want to lose this though
I never intend to ask
I want to ask for more
I ask for the pain and suffering
Of everyone I know and love to rest on me
I want to share in their pain
I ask that no one share in my pain
For my pain is just too great
I am thankful for not giving in before
I did not want to feel it
I wanted to give up and let it have my life
I wish this on no one
This pain that forever binds me
This pain that is forever in my heart
Caused by no one other than myself
This pain that will forever leave me
Never free
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Freedom Version 2
To be free from the pain, suffering, crying, going through hell my pain has caused, no more pain meds to have the memories erased of me telling my friends i have knee pain and them not believing me erased and them never knowing i had pain put in its place and being renewed into a new body where i have no knee pain but i can only dream cause i know this will never happen and wishing i was free from it all
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How Do You Sleep
I place my head between my hands
As once again I softly weep
I think to myself, as there is no one else,
Please tell me; How do you sleep.
Do you not think of the things you have done
Or the lies and untruths that you have said
It pains my mind, probably till the end of time
Until the time that we both are dead.
You tell your lies as they are the truth
So you can cover up your ways and sin
Do you believe your lies, as the truth you deny
Thinking your innocent in front of God and men
As I sit alone in my chair
Thinking of the secrets you did keep
With your picture in hand, I cant understand
Then I say to you; how do you sleep.
I trusted you with all that I know
And I gave you all that I had to give
You were my life, and you were my wife
And i’d give you my soul for you to live.
But then your past it caught up with you
A time that I knew nothing about
When you were wild, like a crazy child
Who got there way, as it ended out.
As I walk through out the house
As for answers I still try to seek
I walked through our home, now I am alone,
Please tell me; how do you sleep.
As I look back at the things you have done
Remembering the vows that you had broke
And In my brain, now there is only pain
With all the lies you've done and spoke.
I find my bible and it I begin to read
Someday the devil will have your soul to reap
Until that time, your words are a crime,
And please tell me; how do you sleep.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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The Whisper
As my heart was full of worries
And my soul was full of revenge
Everywhere I looked I saw lies and hatred
And from that road, I could see no end.
My life and happiness was vanishing
As all I cared about was hate and fear,
I knew not any other course to take
But then suddenly, GOD whispered into my ear.
He said vengeance is mine so said the Lord
And forgiveness was mine to give
I was told to enjoy the life I was living,
And let others see the life that I do live.
The troubles I have, they were all man made
GOD said that to me as He spoke
And a peaceful mind, is a peaceful soul
And in Heaven someday, I will be known.
Then to me GOD, He spoke no more
Then to the Heavens I prayed and I smiled
What GOD told me I truly needed then
I was happy, as I was a new born child.
Now when I hear the lies or see the anger
I’ll remember the time my soul almost disappeared
When I gave up love, as it had given up on me
But then GOD; He whispered into my ear.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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God Knows
GOD counts the tears that we have cried
GOD knows the times that we have lied
He knows all, that enters and leaves our mind
And he knows too, if we are evil or if we are kind.
GOD knows the words that we have said
GOD knows also where we lay our head
He knows the sins that we hold in our heart
And he even knows when our end will part.
GOD knows all that's in our soul
GOD knows all that we do know
He knows the hairs that's on our head
He knows the words we speak before they are said.
GOD knows the steps that we will take
GOD knows the plans that we will make
He knows all that's in our brain
As he is the one to end our suffering and our pain.
So this I say to all my sisters and brothers
Also to my neighbors and friends and all others
Before you tell a lie the truth is already known
So heed what you say before that seed is sewn.
Before you commit a evil please think once again
Is worrying and suffering in your soul worth that sin
So before you commit a sin that causes evils and woes
Please remember my friend; that GOD already knows.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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I feel your pain
I feel your pain,
Because i am your pain,
The hurt you have,
I caused,
I broke the heart,
The only hart that ever cared for me,
The pain you try to hide,
Is all because of me,
I caused you pain,
I would do anything,
To take the pain away,
All the pain i caused,
I feel your pain,
Because i am your pain,
poem by Samantha Guinen
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Never Again
She called my name so we can be one again
I told her I could never live in that evil and sin
She then went away, till another year or day
But never again will I allow her evils and lies in.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Concept Of Pain (Rev.)
I have not mastered the concept of pain,
I always think I have,
but the pain comes again and I don’t
know how to suffer with grace,
noises irritate
under the duress of pain I feel ugly
and mean, I wander through the house,
pulling things apart,
feeling sorry for myself,
caught in forked lightning racking my brain
I want to tell all metaphysical forces again:
Pain is NOT an ennobling experience,
to all religions I bring a message:
Pain is futile, I do not subscribe
to the theory that suffering
is God’s will for humanity
Pain robs us of all ability to think
of anything good, all deeds causing injury
are due to pain, criminals are held in jail
because pain makes them want to hurt others;
if my pain were constant and unrelenting,
I would have robbed and killed also,
pain is unreason attacking the sufferer;
only by creating a new world in which pain
is prevented by unconditional love shall we
stop people from infringing on each others’ rights
Until then all criminal deeds simply illustrate
destruction to the human psyche caused by pain…
poem by Margaret Alice
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Still Standing
Never will I let worries ever break me
I will take all, that anyone can give
I will not ask for help, when I can rely on myself
How else should a man, truly live.
When the world of mine seems to be falling down
And the world and people become so demanding
I will be like a wall, so solid and so tall
And always, I will be there standing.
Never will I give up on anything
I will be there till I am dead or the job is done
I will give no excuse, or let any laziness loose
I will not leave until that task has been won.
When the oceans of the world are flooding
And the waters will rise up to my landing
I will not run away, and then wait for a sunny day
As always there, I will be standing.
I will always remember how I had been raised
I know bettering myself is my greatest gain
I will always be myself, and not anyone else
while many others live in their suffering and pain.
When people are lying and false accusing
And their ways and lies become more commanding
When they believe their lies, I will not run and hide
As always, I will be there standing.
I know some believe they are better than me
Because of their teaching or what they might learn
But all I know, is they’re lost inside their soul
And praise from anyone is what they do yearn.
When they look for help they're no one to be found
And no one to listen with a heart full of understanding
Then they might wish, they had not forgotten that kiss
And still there, I will be standing.
I know the days on our Earth are all numbered
I know the end of our days will someday be here
Will we not all reflect, of our sins we didn't reject
Hoping that GOD, was then nowhere near.
We will all enter into the same judgment room
Where GOD will do his judging and then his branding
Then all will be revealed, as the sinners cry and kneel
But next to GOD, I will be there standing.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Pain
The pain caused by my family and friends is the pain that would never go away
The pain in my heart is the same pain that kills me each and everyday
The pain in my soul runs like a hungry wolf
The pain in my eyes is transparent like rain in the sky
The pain that is in my mind looks like a flower with no life
This pain is death in my life because it killed me last night
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Someday
Someday we all shall me tested
As to prove the type of person we became
To see from life what we had ingested
Then to see the prize that we shall claim.
Our characteristics then will be shown
From the acts and deeds that we preformed
Then the life we lived to all will be known
As our soul and destiny will be transformed.
Someday we all shall be tempted
Either by money, sex or even fame
Those demons will not be exempted
And sadly will follow many to their grave.
Many will be allured by the situation
And many will be attracted only by lies
But then many will be led into temptation
And never will know their truth was unwise.
Someday we all shall be remembered
Of the things that we’ve said and done
As our truth to all it will be surrendered
But then as in life our past cant be redone.
Our weakness and strength will be reveled
As inside our soul to GOD and all will see
Nothing can we forget or can be concealed
But then someday, when might that time be.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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I'm sorry i told you we're through! !
I'm sorry that i caused you tears,
the day i said goodbye,
I'm sorry that you broke down,
and that i made you cry,
You told me that you 'loved me',
but that just can't be true,
I'm sorry that my feelings,
just wern't the same for you,
I'm sorry that i made,
this relationship come to an end,
I'm sorry that we can't,
be no more than friends,
I'm sorry that i caused you,
an awful amount of pain,
I produced these grey clouds,
I'm sorry i caused the rain,
I'm sorry that together,
we wern't that special one,
I'm sorry that i ended it,
and told you we were done,
I'm sorry that i made you question 'why? '
but i can't pretend,
and i will not lie!
I'm sorry what i said,
you couldn't change my mind,
you deserve a lovely lady,
which someday you will find,
I'm sorry that i hurt you,
I'm sorry i said we are through,
I'm sorry we couldn't give it one more try,
I'm so sorry,
i said good bye! !
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Passing Me
In a hurry I ran down the street
People were blurs that I did meet
But as quick as I was and twice as fast
I could not outrun my sins or even my past.
I thought I had left them so many years ago
When I was younger and didn't think about growing old
Doing the things which I should never had done
Not knowing that one day they would be a rerun.
But now they keep passing me again and again
Which were my lies and evils which are a sin
Though as fast as I was or that I could ever be
They always catch up, and then they pass me.
How I wish that I was faster than they were
But that is a stupid wish, that I once had observed
Now I am hoping and praying that they never existed
But then one day I know that they all will be listed.
Now wherever that I run my past is already there
With no remorse or humility, sadness or even care
So I guess that I must run for the rest of my life
Or maybe hide away somewhere, where there is no strife.
I now look over my shoulder whenever that I can
As I try to prepare myself wherever that I am
Hopefully my strength and endurance will forever last
But sadly the faster that I run, I still can't outrun my past.
Randy L. McClave
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Probably Not
It may not be tomorrow,
And it might not be at your life's end,
But one thing that I know for certain,
We certainly; will meet again.
It might be when your down and troubled
And you are searching for a friend
But then you cannot find anyone there,
And then definitely, we will meet again.
Will I help you as I have done before
When you were my love that I sought
I will then look at my hands and fingers
Then say to myself; probably not.
I will think about our past
As though looking at a mirror on the wall
I will remember the times I helped you up
And then the times that you let me fall.
I will remember all the lies you said
While you were holding onto my hand
I was your Husband you were my wife
But you called someone else, your man.
So time will come and time will go
Along with your family and friends,
But then as your life is falling apart
We most assuredly, will meet again.
You will look at me, and remember the lies
That you said and spoke when we were young
You will ask me then to forgive you please
And I will tell you, that cannot ever be done.
All the dreams that we once had
They have all been washed away
Caused by you, and your lies and your sin
And all that is waiting you now, is judgment day.
You will then realize the souls you affected
As you put yourself always first
But that's all you really truly cared about
You never wanted to quench someone else's thirst.
And when your down and without your soul
And in this life your in trouble and lost
You look all your friends and men have ran away,
And will I help you; probably not!
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Hello, Death
Hello; I am Death.
Listen to me as I speak
As though you think there is an option
There is none, as your life is what I seek.
You can be the top of your world
The master of all you survey
Have your name known around this world
But that is nothing, you are mine at any day.
As with the touch of my finger
Or a glare from my eye
All you owe and known is gone,
When I command it, your body will die.
Hello; I am Death
Have you came to fear me yet
Have you seen your life pass you by
terrible is your life, and your soul is that debt.
The people you used and hurt
The swears and lies that you spoke
Laughing when others where in despair
I think by those words, I will let you choke.
You will then dance in your misery
As you reflect the past of your deeds
With every gasping breath I will laugh
Then my words you will finally heed.
Hello; I am Death
Listen to me as I talk
My voice will be the last for you to hear
As you take, your very last walk.
I will laugh with every step that you take
As just to remind you of your past,
And the wrongs that you did to others
Forever, I promise that pain in you will last.
And then the moment before you die
And your soul is full of regrets
I want to watch you beg for mercy and life,
BUT, I wont listen; as I am DEATH.
Randy L. McClave
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