If I am not an inspiration then stop me,

If I am not an inspiration then stop me,

Stop me from chirping my tunes because they lack to make you soar, if my words do not motivate, then hold me captive, I rather am locked behind bars, than live not playing my part

I want to encourage the dancers to dance, and spin to their practice routines and instead of following add a step or two of originality,

To the singer I motivate you to sing, sing aloud, from your stomach, face the crowd, sing until the weary soul comes out from hiding in their shacks of depression, smiling from the comfort that emits from your voice, and sing!

To the writer, write, write from the depths of your soul, write the whispers that the angels decant over you,write the comforts that they tell you to ,for God wants to tell the world how much he loves them, oh how He loves them ,so write as the spokesperson of God.

To the planter, plant, as God blesses your hands plant, to feed the many that God will bring to you, plant!
To the teacher ,teach the lessons you have learnt so well, teach as to not fill your pockets ,but to fill minds and create leaders to change the world.

The world is a plot by which you are asked to play your part well, and I urge you to play the lead in your life, live a trail of lessons, surprises, laughter and inspiration.

Written by
Laurna Guiste

The Awakening..




Vision being captured behind screens see what they want me to be, taking away my innocence capturing all my attention, shortening my attention span,

LCD’s, PSP’s that’s all I need don’t take them from me, it’s like all I need lately, Take your lessons, extra class, I don’t need that, got my swags on, can’t pretend to be right on, cause I got some, And I’m right on,

Role models get in trouble, everygrl tryna be a model, every player tryna hit a double, and parents seem to be starting trouble,

What do kids do, when no one motivate them to, live right and to be bright,

Take school seriously, work hard and play soft, whatever happened to playing sports?

Lack of grammar, plenty drama, up in the hood wit baby mamas,

Why gaining an education seem so farfetched and giving up is so well catched,

Face booking, tweeting, twerking and drinking, staying up late, No one disciplining,

All that which is happening, what are the parents are doing?

Written by Laurna Guiste