My Time Will Come Around
My time will come around
When all will put me down
Then I will not be found
And then there will be no sound.
That time will come so fast
When they will talk of my past
Then that horror again will last
Then at me they will no longer laugh.
They will then look into their mirrors
They will see their hope and their heroes
They will then come and they will go
They will have their pluses and their zeros.
I have seen the mistake that I have made
It haunts me every night and day
I don't know what to do or say
All I want is to secretly slip away.
I see my world as it falls apart
I feel the pounding of my heart
Of this world I am not a part
I wish mine would end and theirs to start.
I see myself all alone
No one needs me so I do roam
I have no place to call my home
I am nobody so I am not known.
I am a man without a place
I am a person without a race
I am a clown without a face
I am destiny without any haste.
Everyone knows the things I don't know
They get smarter and I get old
I am so lonely on the road
I stand alone in the rain and cold.
I should die or never been born
I feel ugly as my soul deformed
Everyone one else is loved and adorned
For myself I will never be mourned.
Someday I know that I will die
Everyone still will toss me aside
I was never needed so then not alive
At me its better to laugh and never to cry.
Randy L. McClave
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Iron Bars Of Mine
I stand behind these old iron bars,
To see the things, that I can see
I see a world that is changing everyday,
A world, that will not wait for me.
Behind these iron bars where I must lay,
Behind these bars where I must stay.
In this world where I am alone
Its a world that I helped build,
I make not the laws for how I live,
Time for me, she is held still.
As tomorrow is the same as it is today,
And today is the same, as yesterday.
Behind these bars, its where I am
It is the place where I sit and lie,
My destiny for me has already been chose,
For this is the place where I will die.
When the youth of mine turns into old,
When the dewdrops of dreams turn into snow.
The world that I made out of iron and stone
Where freedom and life is locked away
Where life is a waste, and living a haste,
It is where myself alone will forever stay.
Days and years for me, I have no care.
My only solitude, is sleep and prayer.
My day for me; she will someday come
When from my bars I am allowed to leave,
I will welcome that day with open arms and hope,
As those iron bars, will close behind me..
And for that day I will constantly pray,
As I leave those bars, for the bars of my a grave.
Randy L. McClave
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Run Away
Where are you going to run
When you have no place to run
Especially, when the wind gets cold and wet,
When you will had looked all around,
And once again your happiness cant be found
And as I wonder, have you thought that far yet.
What reason will you then give to leave
Of course one, that people might believe
To again leave a house, that once was your home
Will you put the blame on someone else
On the way you live your life and never yourself
So once again you can cry and complain and moan.
I now think about you and your past
And I end the thought with a grin and a laugh
As the reasons why that you threw them all away
You have blame your mother, and even your men
You had blamed your environment and even your friends
And always someone else's fault, why you had strayed.
So when the weather outside gets bad
And inside your soul you feel woe and are sad
As inside your mind you say, “what now have I done’
But then again you will get your belongings and your girls
While promising them, and yourself a new world
And all I need to know, where now are you going to run.
Randy L. McClave
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Love You More
I love you more than life itself
So I give you whatever I own
Though I own not much of earthly wealth
So then, I will give you my soul.
I would give you my life if so need be
And I would ask for nothing in its place,
I’d say do to it, whatever you need
For without you, it would be a waste.
I would give you my heart, if only I could
Because my heart is no longer there
It has been replaced with your angel face
Now it only beats, in your prayers.
I Given you everything if you only look
If you can search the soul and mind
Though I dont have what I wish to give
But what I do give, it is nobodies but mine.
I would give you my eyes if only in thought
So you could see the things that I can see
You would see a world such a happy place
But only, If you were in love like me.
I wish I could give you my ears, so you could hear
The sounds which only that I can hear
The beating of hearts, the rhyming of poems
And the sound of love, which is always near.
I gave you everything that I do own
And everything that I cherish dearly
And I know that you could feel the way that I do,
But only, if you were in love like me.
I wish I could speak and say how I feel
But I cant, so I write it with paper and pen
So when the day does come and I’m taken away
You can then read of my love, once again.
Randy L. McClave
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Being Yourself
Be the way that you want to be
Not the way that others have chose
Be not your Mother, nor your Father,
Because in your body their blood does flow.
Be what you want if you so desire
If that's what's in your soul
Bring forth a wish or make a dream
And never be stopped by “No”.
Laugh if you feel like laughing
Even though the world might frown
Laugh from your soul, even if there's woe
But laugh, because it is your sound.
Sing a song as loud as you need
Even though friends will turn their head
And do the things that you do seek
And never follow when you should of led.
Seek your pleasures before you seek others
Forget what other books have wrote
Worry for yourself, before anyone else
Then unto life you will proudly hold.
Randy L. McClave
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Home
Where is ones home,
As He passes through the corridor's of life
Is it the bed that He was born onto
Or the place, fate chose for him to die.
Where is home for the Sailor
Who sails the world upon a ship
Is home a port He has docked into
Or is home a well remembered crib.
Where youth was a friend and tomorrow a dream.
And sorrow and sadness was never seen.
Where is home for the woman
Who has had many different homes
Where is home for the drifter
Who loves nothing more to roam.
Where wishes are still alive and never to far
Where home is a dew drop, and sleep are the stars.
Where is home for the child
Who has lived many a childhood dream
Where is home for the prisoner
Who someday in life will be freed.
Home is many different things
Its a bedtime story or a childhood dream
A piece of a wall or a blushing wife
Or is it that hazy memory still never out of sight.
Home is not where you lay your bones
After a day of hardened work
Home is not even the place that you stay
When your feet have begun to hurt.
Home my friend it might not even be
The place where you currently do live
For home my friend is not just a word
But it is, where the heart is.....
Randy L. McClave
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My Past Life
When you look down upon my face;
And you see the sadness and also the disgrace,
Please remember, they were not always there;
But think of me in your thoughts and your prayer.
As it was not really that long ago;
When happiness and joy in my face did show,
When love and peace had also occupied my heart;
But then from me, those emotions did part.
A smile and a laugh was the first to leave;
Then next were my dreams and the need to believe,
My feelings and words of compassion would disappear;
Then stronger grew my hate, and also my fear.
The world that I knew it was no longer my friend;
The hope that I had I would no longer send,
My life and my home it became a different place;
And it is all there when you look down, upon my face.
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Mrs. Hitchcock
Hello Mrs. Hitchcock
I hope truly you are doing well
I hope life has been very good to you
But that as time, someday it will tell.
And how are your beautiful daughters
I hope too they are doing fine
I hope they became wonderful women
I hope too they are gentle and very kind.
I hope they are seeking their destiny
In this hard world which we know as life
A hard journey for either woman or man
Or maybe, they became a mother and a wife.
Tell me do they have the beauty of their mother
And also do they have the eyes of their dad,
Do they both like to joke and laugh and enjoy life
And do they cry, when they are very sad.
Do they help others when they are in trouble
The way that you also had taught them to do
And do they sing when they are very happy
And are they virtuous, and also so very true.
Tell me do they also believe in heaven and God
Knowing that he is the reason that they are here
And do they thank him for the mother he gave them
Maybe their life someday, will be someone's mirror.
So once again I hope you are doing very well
I truly hope you have found in life what you sought
Also I hope everyday for you, it is a beautiful day
So again I wish you well, Mrs. Hitchcock.
Randy L. McClave
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When You Come By
When you come by to think of me,
Please; for me do not weep
Because I am no longer there.
All you see now is a shell,
Where I once did dwell,
So please, for me do not stare.
And when they place me in this Earth
And cover me with her dirt,
Please, do not shed another tear.
Because I have went on
Like the wind and the dawn,
So I am no longer here.
But please remember my laugh,
And remember my smile,
But mostly, remember my soul.
Because it was what made me, me
It gave me life and made me free,
It was what everyone truly did know.
So if you come by again,
To visit me as my friend,
Or even if you want to just say Hi.
Do not look at the ground,
Because there I will not be found,
But look up towards the clouds in the sky.
Randy L. McClave
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Thief In The Night
She came and gone like a thief in the night
Though she wasn't a stranger she was my wife
She robbed and stole and then broke my heart
If only I knew how she really was from the start.
She came in my life so many years ago
At the junction of my life when I needed to grow
As I had searched the world and she I did find
Happy I had thought that we shared the same mind.
Then I found out she was pretty face with an evil soul
But sad to find out in truth that, that others also did know
She had used and cheated and lied in her past
And now I am not first and I know I will not be the last.
Now she has taken another victim by the hand
I wander how long he will be used until he will understand
But then he too is also a liar a coward and a thief
And sad to say his parents are the same as I do see.
He has the little man syndrome as I have been told
So onto a taller person he wishes upon to hold
With not many hairs on his head so he stands ashamed
So he keeps his head covered as though it is too rain.
They don't believe in GOD so they mock him every day
From the way they act to the lies that they say
And what kind of an examples are they to their daughters
GOD knows she isn't a good mother and he is no father.
Now I think of all the life's that she has affected
And also the many souls she has ruined and corrupted
Leading them all down an evil and sinful path
I wander if ever she hears the devil himself laugh.
And years from now when all will look back at this time
In part of their destruction they will see that fine line
It will be remembered and talked about and held in their sight
As it all began when she came and gone like a thief in the night.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Lovely Kim
I feel the warmth of the sunshine
And the blowing of the wind
Then in my ear, her voice I do hear
It is that of the lovely Kim.
As a happiness comes over me
Which really I cant explain
When she is around, my soul to her is bound
And no longer do I feel any anger or pain.
I walk with my outreached arms
Trying to find where she might be
And the wind blows, and then I know
She is there, for me to believe.
A happiness it enters my soul
And I hope from me it never escape
As long as its there, I know that she cares
And I know for life for me isn't too late.
My day it is full of happiness
I keep a smile in my heart and on my face
I feel a happy sound, which in my soul rebounds
Finally love and joy, I feel that sweet taste.
People they walk past me
I can feel the happiness in their soul
Loves in their heart, from which they cant part
And never will they let that feeling go.
So as once again I sit and I will wait
For the blowing and calling of the wind
I then close my eyes, and then I fantasize
Of that, and of the beautiful lovely Kim.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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We Are Home
(randy goodrum)
You showed me how to laugh though all of my tears
You, all my inspiration
Mountains of doubt and fear at once of all disappear
With you next to me then no longer here
You have been a rock that I could lean on
You have filled my lonely heart with song
I never could have made this kind of journey all alone
Just beyond that place that they call heaven
We have found a place where we belong
Finally we are home
I thought that dreams were never meant to come true
Fancy and foolish grand illusions
But you reached inside my soul
And turned my spirit around
With you I know that dream is happening now
You have been a rock that I could lean on
You have filled my lonely heart with song
I never could have made this kind of journey all alone
Just beyond that place that they call heaven
We have found the place where we belong
Finally we are home
I know
We are home
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Steal My Heart
She asked me if I could steal her soul,
I told her if I did I would never let it go
I would keep it in a cage beside my heart
Then every day I'd know we wouldn't be apart.
The feelings that she felt I'd feel them to
The wonders she'd seek, them I would do
Passions of hers they would also be mine
A man in this world and my own soul would shine.
If I could only keep her soul in a cage
Then I would feel love and no more rage
I would see the beauty from another person's eyes
It would give me joy and warmth as my prize.
All men are born with one soul and one life
Sadly many walk alone through sadness and strife
But this man walks through life with an empty cart
How I wish I had her soul in a cage next to my heart.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Time Will Tell
One day for myself time will tell
If my endeavors in life will send me to hell
But until that I moment I hope not to dwell
As I hope unto my eternity that I will not fail.
I will think to myself of the things I had done
The jobs I have finished and the works I begun
As I worked with my mind and not my tongue
And I greeted everyday with the rising sun.
But time will tell hopefully years from now
As I brush the perspiration away from my brow
It ends as an adult and began when I was a child
Hopefully I wont leave as a coward but will stand proud.
My life though is of both love and hate
Some call it destiny while others call it fate
My soul for many was just an open gate
But hopefully someday my passions I will reinstate.
In the end though my life deeds will prevail
From the things I did and the stories I did tell
The accomplishments made and the work that did fail
Only then will I know if I will make it to heaven or hell.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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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
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Back In Time
Last night; I went back in time
To see my wife if we never had met
I saw my ways, and my upcoming days
And my soul, was full of regret.
She wasn't there, but was in my prayer
As I surveyed the new life that I lived
And I walked alone, in my empty home
As my love for her I couldn't give.
I looked for her, and she couldn't be found
Last night when I went back in time,
So I searched her world, left nothing unfurled
But for her, nothing about her could I find.
So without me she took another path
Because then we had never met
But I stayed on that road, until I died old
Because no other woman in my heart would I let.
Then I had my thought when I awoke from my dream
And my woman she couldn't be found
So I closed my eyes and I sat down to cry
As my world was flipped upside down.
I remember now that she had left me
To be in the arms of another man
She was my love my life, my woman my wife
Now she's holding another mans heart and hand.
Why she left me; GOD will only know
But the love I felt once will never be mine,
I did nothing wrong, just loved her to strong,
Now again I wish, to go back in time.
Randy L. McClave
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Born To Be Loved By You
Borne again.
Because have you at just being borne again.
At last I feel that Im alive and more.
This is the moment Ive waited for.
Born to be loved by you.born to be loved by you.
Born to walk with you.born to talk with you.
I was born for you.
Born to be with you, only you.
Born to be loved by you.
Born for you, born for you baby.
Born for you, born for you baby.
Born for you, born to be loved by you
(you and only you) born to be with only you.
I look at you and all at once I know that dreams come true.
For there you are the other part of me.
I have found my destiny.
Born to be loved by you.born to be loved by you.
Right or wrong for you.weak or strong for you.
Faithful or untrue
Born chained forever and far beyond.
Born to be loved by you and only you
No one else will do.
Heart and soul,born to be loved
Born to be loved.born to be loved by you.
(you and only you,born to be with only you)
Born for you.born for you baby.
Born for you.born for you baby.
Born for you, born for you baby..
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Why Is Everybody Fighting?
Why is everybody fighting
Don't they know that souls are crying
I wish that we all were reciting
Lets all be in love again.
I wish that they all did know
As sure as the flowers do grow
That someday it will be too late
I pray once again that it wont be hate.
So i say it with all my heart and soul
As I hope not to grow to old
Before again I hear the people laugh
Then I will make my final stance.
Tell me why that they do lie
And why they cause the tears for souls to cry
Though stuck in the middle with no return
Like a fire that's needing to burn.
As sure as the cold wind does blow
And as sure as the grass does grow
I pray again that it wont be haste
So tired of all of this senseless hate.
I wish that they all did know
But sooner or later it might show
Like the rain or the snowflakes sent
I wish that they be in love once again.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Honestly
I believe
I believe
I believe
I believe the love you talk about with me
Is it true, do I care
Honestly, you can try to wipe the memories aside
But its you that you erase
cause theres no place that I could be without you
Its too far to discard the life I once knew
Honestly, all the weather storms are bringing
Are just a picture of my dreams
cause when I think of you as mine
And allow myself with time
To lead into the life we want
I feel loved, honestly
I feel loved, this honestly
I believe you mean the best that life can bring
I believe in it all
Honestly, you can try
Your heart is just as long as mine
Is it ours to let go
cause theres not place that I could be without you
Its too dark to discard the life I once knew
Honestly, a single wrong is not enough
To cover up the pain in us
cause when I think of you as mine
And allow myself with time
To lead into the life we want
I feel loved, honestly
Ill make a joke so you must laugh
Ill break your heart so you must ask
Is this the way to get us back
I dont know, honestly
I dont know, this honestly
Theres no place that I could be without you
Honestly
Theres no place that I could be without you
Theres no place that I could gleam without you
Theres no place that I could dream without you
Theres no place that I could be without you
Honestly
song performed by by Zwan
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Without A Tree
A world without a Tree
Would be a World without me
It would be a World I wouldn't know
A place where beauty isn't shown.
Where dreams and rainbows are not made.
And every moment is a lifeless day.
A World without a Seed
Not being planted to grow a Tree
To shade the head from sun or rain
Or to stare at it's beauty everyday.
A Treeless life would be a darkened sky.
And would be as meaningless as a hopeless lie.
A world without a Tree
Would be a World without a Leaf,
Rainbow parks would all be gone
Along with the Children dancing on the lawn.
With songs of the birds no longer sung.
While colorful paintings no longer hung.
A World without a Seed
Would be a World without a breeze
To enter the Trees to release the Leaves
Then to enter my soul, then to free me.
A barren World upon a rock.
Where my Soul and I be forever lost.
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
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