SAGE MUSIC BOOK

Photo credit: Google images Every day is a struggle for freedom, we are not imprisoned by the government and we can't boast of being free. We've been jailed in prisons without bar and fences but fortified by the powers of our own mind. Are we to live as stereotypes? Is there truly freedom to express one's self? We refuse to be, what you wanted us to be. We are what we are and that's the way it's going to be. If you don't know you can't educate a community for no equal opportunity. Talking about people, freedom and liberty. We call our system of governance, a democracy. The government by the people, for the people, supposedly capable of improving the life of it's citizens. Education becoming it's tool for the conformity of the population to it's standard. The freedom of being, taken away from birth and a being becomes subjected to a design of it's own race, instituted centuries before one's own existence. Yet who are...

Photo credit: Google images There's always an accusation, our heart to heart most times feel like court is in session. Now I can't go on, been debating for too long so I have to stop, take a break and welcome in the silence. I sit back and reminisce about the good times, and remember the times when the chips were down and you were there to have my back. I trust you with more than I have ever entrusted to anyone. I gave you my heart knowing that you'll keep it safely, hoping you'd keep it forever. The seasons have changed, and the storm has taken over. The flood of my emotions have swept aside memories and logic now has to validate reality. Perfection is not something that is easily achieved, but it definitely is a possibility. We are perfectly mismatched, yet our feelings are true and have been from the start. Honesty is why we are what we are. And I know that comes with a lot of painful truths but you weren't prepared for it so let's play ...

Photo credit: Google images Life as we all have come to notice is the condition of being alive and the only known remedy to this condition is death. Most life begin from the sexual relationship between a fertile male and a female of it's specie resulting in birth. Then maturation takes place from time of infancy till adult growth. So live your life. And realize how you played no significant role in the process that led to your existence. So while still existing try to always live freely, there's no planning for where life will take you. The hills and the valleys you will see, the pains and pleasures you will endure and all of the unexpected twists that life itself plots. Stop lookin' at what you don't have And start being thankful for what you do have. I love the game of life, but I'm not in love with all of it. The hustle to make money, the dream of falling in love, the idea of heaven and the sins that will lead to hell. Just live your life...

Photo credit: Google images Sometimes I think pain is just a lack of understanding, if we could only understand it all, would we feel no pain? God must feel no pain. Only joy, does this mean even our suffering pleases him?... Who knows anything? Who can say for certain why any thing happens at all? Life can be so much pain. So much sacrifice and strive, choosing between the options which outcomes can never certainly be predicted. Problems are fun, a mathematician may say while finding the solution to an interesting equation. It's insane what can happen in one day. Something's got a hold on me, sometimes I wish for understanding for me and for the people I'm destined to converse with in the course of breathing. Sometimes I think God must love watching his world and all the craziness it contains. Sometimes, I just don't think at all. I observe my immediate surrounding, the smiles and laughter mean a lot more now and even pain brings it own kind of...

Photo credit: Google images Is there more to this terrestrial existence? More to being rich and famous, is there more to having too many figures in one's bank statement. Is there more to life than being successful? Am I missing something that's more important to find? When I make family and soul searching my priority. Is my morality an attempt to achieve righteousness? If so then what is the gain of being righteously broke? It's really down to how you plan to survive. Photo credit: Google images If I can't make it to the pinnacle of my own ambitions, what would be the summary of all the time dedicated to making it out of the struggle? Is there more to life than satisfaction? Peace of mind, healthy body and soul? The excitement of the chase they say, is what's intoxicating, running around in circles and caught up in the same loop. Gold chains, fancy cars, trips to luxurious locations and vacations at five star hotels in the most famous of the w...

Photo credit: Google images I'll give you everything I own. I would never put you at stake, you're my sunshine, you bring joy into my life. You've surpassed all of my imaginations and I must confess you're nothing like what I had imagined, you're more. Perfect in your flaws and original in your talents. Sometimes I get scared you might let me go, I might never love again if you break my heart. I have let go of my fears and have surrounded myself with the sweetness of your romance, lost consciousness of my despairs and now locked in your warm embrace. I love how I feel when I'm with you. No one else will do. There will only ever be one you. The you that I love. My foundation and my support. I will never try to deny how you make me feel, it is obvious in every way because you light up my world with your touch and I'm smiling now more than ever, I have not been so happy in a long time but you've changed that. I surrender my body and my ...

Photo credit: Google images Magic! Nothing is greater than one's own imaginations. Virtually surrounded by the proof of every hard day's toil. The reward of consistency and hard work. The world is filled with all sorts of wonder. The life that moves the soul of the earth. So much beauty, so much love, so much anger, so much hate. And even that which is evil has love still for something, if for nothing else than for the love of being evil. Tales as old as time, songs as old as rhyme. Stories of great advancements and stories of great downfalls. The expectations of most is an exalted carbon copy of a rebirth of the olden days. Photo credit: Google images One life, one goal. This is a kind of magic, unknown to many yet clear as water and visible to all. The nights hide nothing, and the day reveals everything. Consciousness and calculated planning leading to ambitions being realized. Illusions of accomplishments which never truly lasts, for at the of one jo...