Amana Araya Jabari• Show poetry

Yes I'm a Christian , and yes I'm HUMAN . I am just as flawed as you. I lie, I'm fun I am a HYPOCRTE , I love to dance, dirty and clean, I get mad, I prefere music with a message, I cry, I'm perverted, I have an artist soul, I have more doubts than I or you know,I have secrets, In other words not much differant than anyone else.
But I also laugh, love, and belive there is a reason for everything, I belive there is a GOD who listens and still cares after all I have done and will do, I prefere pretty blue and pink thoughts. And even though I make mistakes and HURT the ones I love and who love me, I know in the end it'll all work out. Thats the best thing about GRACE , the chance to start again, over and over and over.
I've been hurt, but not for long and once my friend always MINE . Yes I've been called a FLIRT , and no i'm not. I'm that way with everybody. I belive that while hugs can't make everything better, they work a LOT better than WORDS

Well that didn't sound as cool as I wanted it too. XD oh well.
Hi my name is Amana, and as random as people say I am, I'm not, really, you all are just thinking too slow.
I do love rainbows but not as much as I love the rain.
I love the freashness of the after storm but not as mush as I love the electricity of the storm its self.

Rainbow chip frosting is absolutly magical. It can make any dreary day, any problem just melt away.
I Know I said I was Christian but I don't want to be a hypicrite. I want to be one, I really do. But I don't act like it. I'm confuised and unsure. I don't have the passion or the faith right now. I don't even talk to him. I know I could blame my town and my peer group because there isn't alot of people liveing for God but there are some and I don't reach out to them. and that I suppose has led to my part downfall.
I'm doing better on some days... I guess I'm just waiting for something to go wrong because my like is perfect. All wats has and I don't think thats going to change, but I still have the too-good-blues.

AP Dream Caster: Del
AP Big brother: Kira, He rocks!!, Lowercase Prelude  
AP lil Sister: XcemeteryXscarsX, TwistedDesire, Odette lee
Ap Cousin: allthingsink, IcyGlassRose
AP Wifeys: Dime, Evelyn


ODE
We are the music-makers
And we are the dreamers of dreams
Wandering by lone sea-breaker
And sitting by desolate streams
World-losers and world-forsakers
On whom the pale moon gleams
Yet we are the movers and the shakers
Of the world for ever it seems

With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the worlds great cities
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory
One msn with a dream, at pleasure
shall go forth and conquer a crown
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down

We, in ages lying
In the buried past of earth
Built Nineveg with our singing
And Babel itself with our mirth
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new worl's worth
For each age is a dream that is dying
Or onr that is coming to birth
-Arthur O'Shaughnessy
>> Now I sit me down in school
>> Where praying is against the rule
>> For this great nation under God
>> Finds mention of Him very odd.
>>
>> If Scripture now the class recites,
>> It violates the Bill of Rights.
>> And anytime my head I bow
>> Becomes a Federal matter now.
>>
>> Our hair can be purple, orange or green,
>> That's no offense; it's a freedom scene.
>> The law is specific, the law is precise.
>> Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice.
>>
>> For praying in a public hall
>> Might offend someone with no faith at all.
>> In silence alone we must meditate,
>> God's name is prohibited by the state.
>>
>> We're allowed to cuss and dress like freaks,
>> And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.
>> They've outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible.
>> To quote the Good Book makes me liable.
>> We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen,
>> And the 'unwed daddy,' our Senior King.
>> It's 'inappropriate' to teach right from wrong,
>> We're taught that such 'judgments' do not belong.
>>
>> We can get our condoms and birth controls,
>> Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.
>> But the Ten Commandments are not allowed,
>> No word of God must reach this crowd.
>>
>> It's scary here I must confess,
>> When chaos reigns the school's a mess.
>> So, Lord, this silent plea I make:
>> Should I be shot; My soul please take!
>> Amen
>>
>> If you aren't ashamed to do this,
>> please pass this on.
>> Jesus said,
>> 'If you are ashamed of me,
>> I will be ashamed of you before my Father.'