Voices From The Womb
In This House
Teach The Girl Child Ruler Of Nations
Author Jacqueline Amos
Teach the girl child, The rulers of nations,
Teach her respect, If not she will be labeled.
Teach love of self, She will blossom like a flower.
Teach her the womb, is the closes to God.
Teach her the words of wisdom;
She was born with two wombs, One the mind, the light.
Two the womb of creations, Teach the words
of unity. Never forget the body is the temple.
Pride is a jewel which she must maintain.
Humble is the key, to great understanding
that she may learn.
Give her love, and not material things.
She will honor self, never applying labels,
she will be a leader in high places.
Think not for the world, but thing the wisdom
of thy almighty God. Fear not the world, but
the almighty who created her.
Seek through her eyes of creations,
develop her God given creations,
Always teach the girl child;
she is the link, between the heavens and earth.
Give her responsibility,
Be careful whom she associates with,
the company she keep shall be her destiny,
as well as her directions.
Copywriter 2002
Cursed Is The Man Who Trust In Man
By Jacqueline Amos
Jemeremiah 17:5
Man who sets in validation for another mans approval, forsaken all the laws of God, Oh yet he cries for acceptance from others who have no heart, Laws that have been changed, of the sacred codes of God, Yet man cries oh lord the pain, that earth has set forth, I the eyes of thy father, the feet’s that rises upon the waters, cry not for me, I the daughter of God, Only his words that I obey.
Preaching morals an values living in a cardboard box, with mindless men without leadership within self, useless sperm destruction of creation. No loyalty to God, only self, man who makes his own laws, satins children just go on an dye, so you can live within the darkness of hell. I thy brothers keep colorless
is the name of thy God.
Words within darkness hides behind
doors wisdom and out house for the
devils rejoiced. Faithless serpents
loyal only to self. God is God
follow the sheep not the flock.
Million lies told by the devil him self, to continue to reverse the truth, Screams of authority, majority of the devils children who sings his own songs. Brainwashing those to validate those things that are not Gods laws, satin within his own trick analogy, he hides behind the white cloak.
Salvatore Humanities, undermined by satins authority,
Following the leader, without conscience of self.
Thy shall not have another God before me said the lord, Who is the man who cry freedom from another man, who has no hold upon his soul, Worshiping man without loyalty to thy own God. Prejudice is forbidden said the lord, Jesus felt the ignorance of satins followers, they cry no sympathy, hidden behind darkness, ignorance that eats there bones, Holy masqueraded as religious.
The Ring of the Freedom Bell without a tone, Man crying to a devil who has no hole, worshiping a man, as he with no sense of pride are dignity, a soul lost within its self, listen as they throw stones upon the cross.
Author Jacqueline Amos
Author Jacqueline Amos
Teach the girl child, The rulers of nations,
Teach her respect, If not she will be labeled.
Teach love of self, She will blossom like a flower.
Teach her the womb, is the closes to God.
Teach her the words of wisdom;
She was born with two wombs, One the mind, the light.
Two the womb of creations, Teach the words
of unity. Never forget the body is the temple.
Pride is a jewel which she must maintain.
Humble is the key, to great understanding
that she may learn.
Give her love, and not material things.
She will honor self, never applying labels,
she will be a leader in high places.
Think not for the world, but thing the wisdom
of thy almighty God. Fear not the world, but
the almighty who created her.
Seek through her eyes of creations,
develop her God given creations,
Always teach the girl child;
she is the link, between the heavens and earth.
Give her responsibility,
Be careful whom she associates with,
the company she keep shall be her destiny,
as well as her directions.
Copywriter 2002
Cursed Is The Man Who Trust In Man
By Jacqueline Amos
Jemeremiah 17:5
Man who sets in validation for another mans approval, forsaken all the laws of God, Oh yet he cries for acceptance from others who have no heart, Laws that have been changed, of the sacred codes of God, Yet man cries oh lord the pain, that earth has set forth, I the eyes of thy father, the feet’s that rises upon the waters, cry not for me, I the daughter of God, Only his words that I obey.
Preaching morals an values living in a cardboard box, with mindless men without leadership within self, useless sperm destruction of creation. No loyalty to God, only self, man who makes his own laws, satins children just go on an dye, so you can live within the darkness of hell. I thy brothers keep colorless
is the name of thy God.
Words within darkness hides behind
doors wisdom and out house for the
devils rejoiced. Faithless serpents
loyal only to self. God is God
follow the sheep not the flock.
Million lies told by the devil him self, to continue to reverse the truth, Screams of authority, majority of the devils children who sings his own songs. Brainwashing those to validate those things that are not Gods laws, satin within his own trick analogy, he hides behind the white cloak.
Salvatore Humanities, undermined by satins authority,
Following the leader, without conscience of self.
Thy shall not have another God before me said the lord, Who is the man who cry freedom from another man, who has no hold upon his soul, Worshiping man without loyalty to thy own God. Prejudice is forbidden said the lord, Jesus felt the ignorance of satins followers, they cry no sympathy, hidden behind darkness, ignorance that eats there bones, Holy masqueraded as religious.
The Ring of the Freedom Bell without a tone, Man crying to a devil who has no hole, worshiping a man, as he with no sense of pride are dignity, a soul lost within its self, listen as they throw stones upon the cross.
Author Jacqueline Amos
Absent From The Soul
By Jacqueline Amos
The darkness that hide behind walls
Consignment of Death
Closed in walls
Harvesting the darkness of self
The windows are foggy
cannot see the light
The sparrows are closing in,
Hidden in a box, find thy soul
What goes on in space?
Justifying the wrongs for the rights
Toxins that filled blood
Sipping on death
Oppressor of self
Surrounding hate
Pollutions has no fate
Humiliation by thy on right hand,
Illusion of an empty space,
Self-destruction dysfunctional disgrace
Flowing through the Universe.
Who am I? A man without a soul
The zombies within, crossing the bars,
Confessions of a soul show me the light
Message the mind, how do I find the soul
Who was created in love, releasing the acts of hate
Life death, Death life, flowing through the universe
Revitalizing the lost without a soul.
The darkness that hides within my walls.
Releasing the toxins, which travels to my mind .
Flowing through the universe.
Copywriter 2002
The Scent Of Love
By Jacqueline Amos
The sun that beams through thy eyes
The rainbow that reflects colors of love,
The birds that sings thou words as thy speak,
I give to thee great love.
The oceans that wash against the mountains,
Thy smell of life that lives within thy oceans,
Embrace thy most humble thoughts.
I give to thee great love of peace.
The quietness of the night, the dark that glows through the moon.
The songs which we sing as one.
Holding hand beneath the clouds.
The stars watch upon the sky,
The moon smiles on great love.
I give to thee great love of peace.
God shines his love upon thee.
Copywriter 2002
The Scent Of Love
By Jacqueline Amos
The sun that beams through thy eyes
The rainbow that reflects colors of love,
The birds that sings thou words as thy speak,
I give to thee great love.
The battlefields, show me thy hands,
Tears I shed the blood. The pure a loving soul,
will no longer suffer, Tears I shed the blood.
The oceans that wash against the mountains,
Thy smell of life that lives within thy oceans,
Embrace thy most humble thoughts.
I give to thee great love of peace.
The quietness of the night, the dark that glows through the moon.
The songs which we sing as one.
Holding hand beneath the clouds.
The stars watch upon the sky,
The moon smiles on great love.
I give to thee great love of peace.
God shines his love upon thee.
Copywriter 2002
A Saint Would Rather Starve
Than Give Up His Faith
I fast the waters and food of the earth,
I live only by faith,
Without the fruits of the earth,
I fast the flesh and earthly things,
I give my love only to thee,
I sit before the heavens without waters that touch my tongue.
I live on faith before thee my God,
I give to thee my soul and heart,
My sanctuary is full with great love,
I feed thy poor, an heal the sick,
I pray for guidance, my mission shall be complete,
I sit by the rock awaiting thou call,
I teach the words of thou great love,
I bow to the east, beneath thy sun.
I cry for the blind that they may see.
Thy love is greater than the sea,
Thy sanctuary sets a place for thee,
Songs of the heaven I sing to thee.
My tears cry the blood that thy shed for thee.
Morality, virtues, branded within my skin.
Thy faith is greater than life,
I give to thee.
Copywriter 2002
I fast the waters and food of the earth,
I live only by faith,
Without the fruits of the earth,
I fast the flesh and earthly things,
I give my love only to thee,
I sit before the heavens without waters that touch my tongue.
I live on faith before thee my God,
I give to thee my soul and heart,
My sanctuary is full with great love,
I feed thy poor, an heal the sick,
I pray for guidance, my mission shall be complete,
I sit by the rock awaiting thou call,
I teach the words of thou great love,
I bow to the east, beneath thy sun.
I cry for the blind that they may see.
Thy love is greater than the sea,
Thy sanctuary sets a place for thee,
Songs of the heaven I sing to thee.
My tears cry the blood that thy shed for thee.
Morality, virtues, branded within my skin.
Thy faith is greater than life,
I give to thee.
Copywriter 2002
Within These Walls
By Jacqueline Amos
Within these wall I say to thee.
The foundation that is left to thee.
The ceilings of truth shall prevail thy love.
Within these walls thy heart speaks.
Within these walls there have been many coats.
Within these walls I have been preserved for a greater war
.
There shall be no conversance if the foundation shall crumble and fall.
Let thy walls be the strength of thy rock.
Let thy cover bring beauty to all.
Let not the frame confuse thy thoughts.
Let not the windows become dirty that surround within thy walls.
The foundation is strong that you may not fall.
Within these walls the scars have faded within the surface of thy coat.
The glossy paint that creates the surface for which it stands.
Within these walls I give to thee.
The greatness of a man. Within these walls.
Copywriter 2002
Sins Of Human Birth
Author Jacqueline Amos
Dark as the tunnel which I drawl , the light that brings life.
Thy travels from heavens to earth, the love that embrace.
The past has return to life, the scars of a past continues to repeat the same mistakes.
Resurrection of a soul that lives, to complete the missions of the pass life.
Indoctrinations of the rules which must be held. The decay of a world that awaits my growth. Sins of the fathers that reigns within its on curse.
Expression ecological and planetary perspectives, sacred places of thy fathers trust.
Every person a mission , everything a purpose mind and spirit shall re-group.
Balancing the mind of the universe. Gods spoken words un rehearse.
The beat of the Universe flows fiercely, fascinations of the living breath.
Death becomes life in a world order of complexity within the diversity of the soul of men. Strength of justice shall sing on the mountain of Calvary. Be still and rewrite the past which continues to repeat. The fires of belligerency , the voices of rotten death.
I cry , I cry , I cry, strong until the light shall over power the dark.
To die in hell is to survive the sins of the human birth.
In hell has no fury in disguise of a people that returns from the ancient dust.
The wound is deep, dark as the night, bandage of darkness, the sins have fell upon the knew entries of life. Chants of the haunting births of death, that lingers for the new victims which arrive. Desolating the curse of a new life.
The soul of breath takes a new diversions of the next life, subsiding the kinship which follows in its light. Moist upon thy universe the foundations has fallen within the pits of hell. The cloak which has tarnish God spoken words. To do are to dye, to live are to change, to repeat a living death. Thy torch that renders the ceremony of new breath, the reflections of a darken past. Within the realms of instant death.
I the soul of man, I the resurrections of the past, I the spoken words sin of human birth, oh thou devils son’s of vows, creations of darkness that sets upon the earth.
The blind mans speak out of sight out of mind. Inheritance that is tossed away.
Visioning man theories of what is right. Pleading of a thousand souls, listen as they roam upon the night. Battle cries death to belligerency.
The faceless tribe imbibing the draught of hypocrisy.
Everyday of humanity is a vision of the promise that God gives to man. The oppressed will no longer be sadden of the past.
Human kindness will be the feast of great men. Yesterday dreams, will be tomorrows visions.
Sweet Smells of glory. The miracle of life. Through the eyes of the almighty, the deep breaths from the endless immensity of the seas.
copywrite 2002
By Jacqueline Amos
The darkness that hide behind walls
Consignment of Death
Closed in walls
Harvesting the darkness of self
The windows are foggy
cannot see the light
The sparrows are closing in,
Hidden in a box, find thy soul
What goes on in space?
Justifying the wrongs for the rights
Toxins that filled blood
Sipping on death
Oppressor of self
Surrounding hate
Pollutions has no fate
Humiliation by thy on right hand,
Illusion of an empty space,
Self-destruction dysfunctional disgrace
Flowing through the Universe.
Who am I? A man without a soul
The zombies within, crossing the bars,
Confessions of a soul show me the light
Message the mind, how do I find the soul
Who was created in love, releasing the acts of hate
Life death, Death life, flowing through the universe
Revitalizing the lost without a soul.
The darkness that hides within my walls.
Releasing the toxins, which travels to my mind .
Flowing through the universe.
Copywriter 2002
The Scent Of Love
By Jacqueline Amos
The sun that beams through thy eyes
The rainbow that reflects colors of love,
The birds that sings thou words as thy speak,
I give to thee great love.
The oceans that wash against the mountains,
Thy smell of life that lives within thy oceans,
Embrace thy most humble thoughts.
I give to thee great love of peace.
The quietness of the night, the dark that glows through the moon.
The songs which we sing as one.
Holding hand beneath the clouds.
The stars watch upon the sky,
The moon smiles on great love.
I give to thee great love of peace.
God shines his love upon thee.
Copywriter 2002
The Scent Of Love
By Jacqueline Amos
The sun that beams through thy eyes
The rainbow that reflects colors of love,
The birds that sings thou words as thy speak,
I give to thee great love.
The battlefields, show me thy hands,
Tears I shed the blood. The pure a loving soul,
will no longer suffer, Tears I shed the blood.
The oceans that wash against the mountains,
Thy smell of life that lives within thy oceans,
Embrace thy most humble thoughts.
I give to thee great love of peace.
The quietness of the night, the dark that glows through the moon.
The songs which we sing as one.
Holding hand beneath the clouds.
The stars watch upon the sky,
The moon smiles on great love.
I give to thee great love of peace.
God shines his love upon thee.
Copywriter 2002
A Saint Would Rather Starve
Than Give Up His Faith
I fast the waters and food of the earth,
I live only by faith,
Without the fruits of the earth,
I fast the flesh and earthly things,
I give my love only to thee,
I sit before the heavens without waters that touch my tongue.
I live on faith before thee my God,
I give to thee my soul and heart,
My sanctuary is full with great love,
I feed thy poor, an heal the sick,
I pray for guidance, my mission shall be complete,
I sit by the rock awaiting thou call,
I teach the words of thou great love,
I bow to the east, beneath thy sun.
I cry for the blind that they may see.
Thy love is greater than the sea,
Thy sanctuary sets a place for thee,
Songs of the heaven I sing to thee.
My tears cry the blood that thy shed for thee.
Morality, virtues, branded within my skin.
Thy faith is greater than life,
I give to thee.
Copywriter 2002
I fast the waters and food of the earth,
I live only by faith,
Without the fruits of the earth,
I fast the flesh and earthly things,
I give my love only to thee,
I sit before the heavens without waters that touch my tongue.
I live on faith before thee my God,
I give to thee my soul and heart,
My sanctuary is full with great love,
I feed thy poor, an heal the sick,
I pray for guidance, my mission shall be complete,
I sit by the rock awaiting thou call,
I teach the words of thou great love,
I bow to the east, beneath thy sun.
I cry for the blind that they may see.
Thy love is greater than the sea,
Thy sanctuary sets a place for thee,
Songs of the heaven I sing to thee.
My tears cry the blood that thy shed for thee.
Morality, virtues, branded within my skin.
Thy faith is greater than life,
I give to thee.
Copywriter 2002
Within These Walls
By Jacqueline Amos
Within these wall I say to thee.
The foundation that is left to thee.
The ceilings of truth shall prevail thy love.
Within these walls thy heart speaks.
Within these walls there have been many coats.
Within these walls I have been preserved for a greater war
.
There shall be no conversance if the foundation shall crumble and fall.
Let thy walls be the strength of thy rock.
Let thy cover bring beauty to all.
Let not the frame confuse thy thoughts.
Let not the windows become dirty that surround within thy walls.
The foundation is strong that you may not fall.
Within these walls the scars have faded within the surface of thy coat.
The glossy paint that creates the surface for which it stands.
Within these walls I give to thee.
The greatness of a man. Within these walls.
Copywriter 2002
Sins Of Human Birth
Author Jacqueline Amos
Dark as the tunnel which I drawl , the light that brings life.
Thy travels from heavens to earth, the love that embrace.
The past has return to life, the scars of a past continues to repeat the same mistakes.
Resurrection of a soul that lives, to complete the missions of the pass life.
Indoctrinations of the rules which must be held. The decay of a world that awaits my growth. Sins of the fathers that reigns within its on curse.
Expression ecological and planetary perspectives, sacred places of thy fathers trust.
Every person a mission , everything a purpose mind and spirit shall re-group.
Balancing the mind of the universe. Gods spoken words un rehearse.
The beat of the Universe flows fiercely, fascinations of the living breath.
Death becomes life in a world order of complexity within the diversity of the soul of men. Strength of justice shall sing on the mountain of Calvary. Be still and rewrite the past which continues to repeat. The fires of belligerency , the voices of rotten death.
I cry , I cry , I cry, strong until the light shall over power the dark.
To die in hell is to survive the sins of the human birth.
In hell has no fury in disguise of a people that returns from the ancient dust.
The wound is deep, dark as the night, bandage of darkness, the sins have fell upon the knew entries of life. Chants of the haunting births of death, that lingers for the new victims which arrive. Desolating the curse of a new life.
The soul of breath takes a new diversions of the next life, subsiding the kinship which follows in its light. Moist upon thy universe the foundations has fallen within the pits of hell. The cloak which has tarnish God spoken words. To do are to dye, to live are to change, to repeat a living death. Thy torch that renders the ceremony of new breath, the reflections of a darken past. Within the realms of instant death.
I the soul of man, I the resurrections of the past, I the spoken words sin of human birth, oh thou devils son’s of vows, creations of darkness that sets upon the earth.
The blind mans speak out of sight out of mind. Inheritance that is tossed away.
Visioning man theories of what is right. Pleading of a thousand souls, listen as they roam upon the night. Battle cries death to belligerency.
The faceless tribe imbibing the draught of hypocrisy.
Everyday of humanity is a vision of the promise that God gives to man. The oppressed will no longer be sadden of the past.
Human kindness will be the feast of great men. Yesterday dreams, will be tomorrows visions.
Sweet Smells of glory. The miracle of life. Through the eyes of the almighty, the deep breaths from the endless immensity of the seas.
copywrite 2002
