Wednesday 10 June 2009


How many more have to cry
Parents at gravesides burying children
Who shouldn’t have died
A harmless glance, or vengeance
Trying to help someone else on their way
Wrong place, wrong time
This meant their life was taken away.

Like one mother said
She has to live with the sight
Her son, body still warm, but devoid of life
Never to grow up, never to marry
Never to have a family, children, a wife.

A sister, a cousin, a niece no more
One who tried to calm the peace
But now all that’s left… is her blood
Staining the floor.

Those that kicked down an innocent man’s door
Stabbed him, left him lying to die in pain
Please think what you’re doing
Don’t add more to the grief
Do something right for a change, hand yourself in
Help get this culture off OUR streets.

Believe when I say, for you plenty sleepless nights await
The heart-wrenching, mourning despair
The emptiness, of losing a loved one
You will be haunted by someone whom we and others held dear.

The power of love and righteousness,
Needs to leave you shaking, quaking with fear
Having you looking over your shoulder at the slightest sound
Justice will call… we are coming… we are near.

You who held the gun, you who took up the knife
You who played look-out
Or drove the get-away car or rode that bike
But ultimately you all partook
In leaving someone without their life.

Don’t you feel sorrow?
Don’t you feel remorse?
Don’t you wish you could take it all back?
Don’t you wish you could rewind back to the time
Before you dealt that stab, that punch, that fatal shot
When you were as innocent as them
Before you took off on this path
That has now become your life
Stopping a heartbeat
Because someone told you
This isn’t ‘Simon Says’
Even if Simon said to.

So aspire for a career, your own family, a job
Don’t be another one who died
Don’t become yet another yob
Exercise your mind, not your fist
Don’t become another police statistic
Who lives for scratching that trigger-finger itch.

Schoolyard and territory squabbles have got to stop
Instead reach for the heights of success
Wouldn’t it be nice to say ‘I got out of the game?
I am a survivor, boy I am blessed’ ?
Change your ways, because someday soon,
YOUR family will stand weeping one cold afternoon
Single red roses will fall silently, gently on YOUR tomb
It will be YOUR parents, crying at YOUR graveside
YOUR mates tipping brandy, saluting a friend
YOUR parents mourning their child,
YOU - Who should never have come to this end.

© 3rd July 2007 – 18:30pm Written by Angela Edgar.
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My heart cries out
I’m feeling the pain
I can’t sleep, I worry
That I’ll never see you again.

My heart yearns and my feelings are true
I’m a rainbow of colours
Exploding after the rain
To express my love for you.

I go to sleep all alone
I dread when darkness draws nigh
So far away, all by ourselves
Yet in spirit I always feel you close by.

Imagining as I close my eyes
Embraced in your arms, wrapped up close
My heart to your heart
My nose to your nose

When I fall to asleep
All I want to see is your face
Knowing we were brought together
Only by God’s good grace.

You are my heart,
Did I tell you that today?
You are my love,
Promise that together we will stay.

You are my soul-mate
I give you my life
If this is to be forever
Make me your wife.

Let’s share a life
Make a family, a home
With God’s gracious blessing
We will be together… and never more alone.

© 9th August 2007 – 17:32pm Written by Angela Edgar.
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The subtleties of your touch
Your lips on mine
The gentle tenderness of your kiss
Soft, warm, wanting, needing
You arms encircle me
Drawing me into your embrace,
Your personal space you let me in
I melt, feeling the heat as we meet
As one, our eyes lock
I love the way you look at me
As one, your kiss can say more
Than a thousand of your words ever could
One kiss can mean more
Than a quick touch ever should
A kiss can mean many things
Hello, goodbye or until we meet again
I’m sorry or I love you
Even where you are kissed is important
Not just the lips or your intimate bits
A tip of the nose, a closed eye, a hand
The hair on the crown of your head
The ultimate forehead kiss
Even that says
You are my heart
You are my soul
You are my everything
I’m missing a beat from my heart
Every time I have to go away
So give me a kiss that will linger
Leaving me anticipating
Needing me to come home to you
So I can be complete once more.

©10th April 2007 – 20:53pm Written by Angela Edgar
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It took a lot
To get me here
I was so frightened
I lived in fear.

A little muse
He came to me
With a few choice words
I was set free.

Free to be here
Free to pursue
Free to be vibrant
And be myself with you.

As I struggled to find
My inner being
Real humble beauty emerged
The truth of me I’m finally seeing.

I feel the love
I feel the heat
Clap your hands
Stomp your feet.

We love our art
We’re not shy, not coy
We come together
To share the joy.

I heard the words
I felt the need
Tonight we were blessed
God’s children destined for success.

A prayer answered
Not a word went unheard
To all the other haters
I’ll flip just you the bird.

Tonight I heard things that inspired
I truly believe that I felt his touch
Compelled to write this
I thank God so much.

For all that he gives to me
I give it right back
My praise forms in words
They keep me focused and on track.

So when you see me put pen to paper
I hope you don’t mind
I’m following my destiny
I’m not being rude or unkind.

Positive thinking to aiming higher
Being what God meant to me
I’m ignoring the negative
Preferring to nurture the positive, in my creativity.

I’m being inspired
I’m catching a ride
I’m just feeling the flow
I’m flowing with the vibe.

I’m listening, I’m learning
God’s seeing my soul
But it’s only together
That I reach my goal.

No more back biting
No more stinging remarks
We’ve got to support each other
It’s together that we’ll create sparks.

Thoughts turn to action
Like flint and wood
Creating a literary fire
I’m doing what I only dreamt I could.

Just when I feel like I’m losing the rhyme
I look around, reminisce, remember
I slow it down
I take my time.

Quick, give me a sheet
A quill and some ink
Old school I know but what I come up with
Might make you think.

I stop, I think
I write it down again
My goodness why didn’t I think of that
Why when it was so plain.

I take what I feel and see
I show you through my eyes
It might take one
But more like two or three tries.
I won’t be in the crowd
Looking sad, feeling terse
I’ll be the one up on the stage you see
Giving you a taste of my verse.

Though I can’t sing in tune
Or freestyle a rhyme
I hope my words however delivered
Touch you every time.

Leaving you feeling hopeful
Bringing a smile to your face
Making you feel all warm and cosy
Welcoming you into Angee’s space

Now you go out and spread the word
Help someone else aspire
I thank you for reading and hearing this
Now that I’ve shared with you, I hope you’ll be… INSPIRED.

©2nd August June 2007 – 22:05pm Written by Angela Edgar.
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