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What Is The Value Of A Life? - a poem by Alfred



How much can you pay to buy another human being?/
How much can you pay for every Sight they've ever seen?/
Can a million Gold coins buy every Sound they've ever heard/
Every thought they've ever had, Every Song they'll ever sing?/
Or would more Gold do it?, Can a million more do it?/
Can two million buy the look of love within a father's eyes/
Can two million buy a hug between mother and child/
Can it buy a drop of any tear that ever left your eyes/
Can it buy the joy of a Grandma holding her Grand - child/
Maybe a million more will do it? Can 3 million do it?/
Perhaps 3 million can buy the dreams of every orphan child/
Or the slaughtered Hopes of every aborted child/
What price is the right price to purchase another human being?/
What amount can you exchange for the love of a human being?/
Money can buy a Wedding Ring but not how long she wears it/
Money can buy the World, but not how long you're in it/
Money can buy a crowd, but it can't buy friendships/
Money can buy a Bed, but it can't buy Sleep/
What Price Tag can you put on a Good night's Sleep?/
Of a truth, the best things in life are Free/
But too expensive for Money to buy it/
Don't ever call another human being worthless/
Cause all the money in the world can't buy him/
Don't ever look at yourself & say that you are not Rich/
Cause all the billions in the world can't buy you/
Nor will it ever be worth more than the person next to you/
Don't ever think you have the right to end an unborn child/
How much can you pay to buy a Slave Child?/
Don't ever say you are worth "X" amount of dollars/
Cause no matter how Big, you are still worth more/
Don't you ever look at yourself and say you are worthless/
Cause you were worth the Life of the God who made the whole world/



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Our Boys In Blue - a poem by Alfred

Through Cold or Heat, Through Strength or Pain/
They Carry our Troubles, All Night, All Day/
They Risk their Future, To Keep us Safe/
Have you said a Prayer, For a Cop today?/
Without Police, No one would be Safe/
Bodies would paint the Street like Syria Today/
After the West played Chess and won the Game/
Have you said a Prayer, For a Cop today?/
Without Police in America, today/
Your Head and Your Body could be in different States/
One Part in Alabama, The Other part Up-State/
Have you said a Prayer, For a Cop today?/
We owe our Lives to Our Boys In Blue/
They carry the weight of the Red, White, and Blue/
And make it a Nation all Nations come to/
Have you said Thanks, To a Cop today?/

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Rather Than Hate The Rich, Become Rich - a poem by Alfred

Crucify the Rich, Burn them at the Stake/
Punish them for succeeding, where the rest of us has failed/
Their Remote controls the State like the TV channels they made/
Only 1 per cent are safe, 99 per cent are slaves/
Occupy the 1 per cent, Hello to Project Eliminate/
We don't need rich people in the world, walk 'em to their grave/
Like Marie Antoinette, and then We Would Eat Cake/
All Rich People are Evil, Greedy, and Really Vain/
Away with Rich people, Let us dig their graves/
They plan to dig ours, I can see it in their ways/
Who needs the Rich to build Banks, Skyscrapers, and Planes/
Who needs the Rich to build Rockets to take us to Outer Space/
Wealth can't create more jobs than poverty makes/
Poverty is what this country needs, take wealth away/
Destroy the Rich to make the world a better place/
I hate Rich people, even though I work all day/
I'm sure it's no so I could be Rich some day/
And if I get Rich I would give it all away/
Because I hate Riches, I'…

Sunday Morning Blues - a poem by Alfred

The Sun rays slowly crawls through my window/
It kisses my closed eyelids with Gusto/
My eyes roll open like a hand of Ludo/
I stretch Good Morning like I'm practising Judo/
I Growl like a Lion on a half empty stomach/
I praise the God who gave me Life with No Buts/
The Sunday Morning air beats all Pizza Huts/
Fancy trying to put Happiness in a Box/
I Decrease the weight of my cereal box/
Church Bells ring, Christianity Walks/
It's a day we all remember our Christian Walk/
Even radios remember and play Gospel Songs/
I hear no fighting or quarreling behind closed doors/
Yelp, it's Sunday alright, even when it pours/
There's something about Sundays that always oozes joy/
A Day of Rest, A Day of worshipping God/
Sunday Morning Blues stretches beyond the church/
Rejoice in the Lord whether or not you go to church/
But don't forsake Spiritual Growth, you'll grow in Joy/
And the Sunday Morning Blues won't leave Monday Morn'/



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