A Song In My Head

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Let me sing song for you,
So now this is your song.

You can ask the Miracle Creator
To sing for you with His Miracle’s Tone
Because you know that there’s no harm to ask
Put it in your heart, I want you to feel
Alight? You ready? Yes, let’s get ready

I know that the world is full of sinners
Or that the world isn’t full of non-sinners
Or that the world is unpredictable
The days to the nights then back to the days
So that Man could one day sing for peace’s songs

Let Man sing song for peace,
So this will be Man’s song.

He can ask the Miracle Creator
To sing for peace with His Miracle’s Tone
Because he knows that there’s no harm to ask
He knows that the world is full of sinners
He knows that the world is unpredictable

Alight, he sings, alight, alight, alight
As the world could feel his heartbeat for peace
To say hi not goodbye and to say, amen
For knowing that the world isn’t full perfect
So he let himself singing for peace’s songs

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Out Of The Chest

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Express out of the chest
Calm is the body’s need

Wake up from the sleeping
Be grateful but if someone is not happy
Ask why to live and ask why, why
It is better to question self than to passive
Wake up from the passive mind that rules
Wake up from all that barrens, and all that sad
Wake up to all that made for self to experience
Beware of the enemy mind that troubles self

Express out of the chest
Calm is the body’s need

Open the eyes, see everything that it eyes
See is the thing that self tends to eye
But see is also another thing that self tends to ignore
Someone saw but they said, I never saw
Ignorance is such a bliss to all that act it
Ignorance is a self that tells, everything is fine
Ignorance would tell that all are okay but not true
Beware of everything that Ignorance sees

Express out of the chest
Calm is the body’s need

Ignorance, wake up, everything, up to the self
Self must experience hence the self must decide
When He one day would ask Ignorance, why did thou
Ignorance would say, excuse, excuse, and excuse
Think not that He who made life and death would not know
Ignorance would narrow their mind to save themselves
But He who made life and death would He let them
Beware of the lies that serve like, everything is fine

©️ Ismael Mansoor

[ Much at all, yeah much at all ]

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Much at all, and yeah, much at all
One shall know what I expect so much
I don’t expect from you, or anyone
I expect from the Miracle, yeah I expect from Him

Look at the sky when it rains when it suns and when it grays
When the world moves as itself to carry on the life
One has warmth, and the other one has a cold
One is sheltered, and the other one is not sheltered
Much at all as much as they can or cannot
But you shall not expect from me but the Miracle
For inasmuch the Miracle shall be your much-at-all

Much at all, and yeah, much at all
One has warmth, and the other one has cold
One is sheltered, and the other one is not sheltered
Much at all as much as they can or cannot
But you shall not expect from me but the Miracle
For inasmuch the Miracle shall be your much-at-all

Much at all and I tell you, much at all
Yeah, much at all, and yeah, much at all

© Ismael Mansoor

Pride is not for me

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Proud said they but not me that love saying proudly
Oh, thee want to distinguish my hood if I did proudly
Oh ya, how could I not be imperfect, oh, look at my ears
They are not as well-hearing, but they dim any sound
Once Dumb and Mute had given to me but I took it not
I declared it to some that said Mute, my voice is not mute
As well as I would break down Dumb with you to define

I can shout or scream with my voice even if they are not for you to hear
I can voice that misunderstands ye, or I can gibberish
I can learn and speak it properly and then you say that my accent is
Well, I can say what I can if I am to with the confidence

Proud said they but not me that love saying proudly
Oh, thee want to distinguish my hood if I did proudly
Oh ya, they did sayth, thou art show-off or thee think ye are clever
And also did they sayth, thou never stop talking back, give it rests
I did not talk back because I wanted to be pride
I did talk because the mind kept giving me other words to sign
They were a need to shut up the words that were not in good

I can tell myself what I need to think
And also can I tell myself to think twice

The words could think of me a billion times
Various words could prepare for me to stand the photosynthesis
And other various words could sing for me to misunderstand
Until one day I would come to a sense that sayth
Write to them as the books and then shall I sail ye to more
Riddle, paradox, outside the box, and I know them not
For they remain secrets that stores in my soul waiting for me

©️ Ismael Mansoor

The Top Of The Peak

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Think who you support when ye shout, he is marvelous
Feel who thee trust when thou sayth, he is our leader
No leader would lead himself to the aloneness
Ye, thou, thee, and you, aye, all of ye art leaders

[Chorus:]
Everybody wants to jump to the top of the peak
But thee tell me, what happened in Egypt
They taught us that never again shall we do like them
But thee want to jump to the top of the peak

I tell thee that it is wonderful to have our histories being told
But why lie? When alone in a nation, only that nation knows
But when it reaches to the world where all the nations can know
We can ask what is this history when ye stole a nation from them
Or a time of Rome Empire, where they used to rule, lots of them
Oh, some of ye have heard what happened in Egypt
How Pharaoh treated Jews for four hundred years
Oh, who ye believe when ye read an oppression’s books of the history

[Chorus:]
Everybody wants to jump to the top of the peak
But thee tell me, what happened in Egypt
They taught us that never again shall we do like them
But thee want to jump to the top of the peak

Every continent has its histories
But a sad problem that lies in mankind
They told you that they wanted you to believe
They told you to remember of your supremacy
They told you that they need you to live their dreams
They told you everything that you don’t know more
Such a sad figure to rule such a nation
But remember what happened in Egypt
Oh, aye, remember what happened to every oppression
They would rule for a long time but they always end the same
An oppression’s nation would become a judgment then resolve
Time for an oppression’s lie’s privilege to be reckoned

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Remind Peace to Remember

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Peace, peace, will I forever ask myself, am I peaceful
Peace, remind, and peace, remember, forever will I feel peaceful

They said, how ye be a peace, oh, the other said, how they be a war
War is in my head, but forever will I ask myself, am I peaceful
War is a burn and unthinkable, but remind and remember, am I peaceful
War is a disgrace to all that is life but will I forever ask myself

If Peace vs War, who win, oh, ye think War is winning but not him
Peace, War, who win, oh, ye think War is forever but not him
Who believes that Peace will win, oh, have thy patience
Peace’s time shall return, oh, War had he prolong, such a long

Oh peace, peace, will I forever ask myself, am I peaceful
Peace, remind, and peace, remember, forever will I feel peaceful

Peace, peace, I daydreamed that Peace is the king of the Earth
Aw, I also daydreamed that War makes Peace cry out of his eyes
And oh, I also daydreamed that everyone looks up to him
Peace, peace, chanted they peace, peace, all hail to the King Peace

An imagination saw that War dies by a man’s hand
It visualized that War pronounces such a pity
The man’s hand was in a moment of sorrow
But they chanted, peace, peace, all hail to the King Peace

Oh peace, peace, will I forever ask myself, am I peaceful
Peace, remind, and peace, remember, forever will I feel peaceful

©️ Ismael Mansoor

A man and a woman

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Have they ever wonder who is their man, and who is their woman
Have they wondered why they are single, oh their time is not now
But will come right for them, oh don’t be impatient
Hey, hey, don’t be rush, it is not worth it

He had been single for a long time
And they thought funny things about him
But now he is not single
They smile for him and his woman

Bear with themselves they believe it will come right for them
But she tells them, hey, don’t be impatient

Oh, oh, oh, sang they, oh, oh, oh

If they still wonder why they still not find the right one for them
He tells them, look at the good ones, but you think they are bored
Then will they always ask themselves, who is their lover
Who is their man, and who is their woman, who is who they must leave

She tells them, look at the good ones, but you think they are bored
Then will she keeps telling them, hey, don’t be impatient
And also him that tells them, will they always ask themselves
Who is their lover, oh who is their man, and who is their woman

Bear with themselves, oh lyric makes it a song
They believe it will come right for them

Oh, oh, oh, sang they, oh, oh, oh

© Ismael Mansoor

How Do I Keep the Music Playing?

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I know I am deaf
Yes I know my voice is not very good vocable
Well I know that I’m
But I do read how they write the music playing

I know what my head
Is telling me how to keep the music playing
Well now I tell you
What my heart’s feeling how to keep the music playing

The wind song with music
The hymn of the rhythm
The wind can sing music
The rhythm of the rhyme

Hear hymn of the rhythm
The wind spreads with rhymes
Hear the music of heart
The wind carries all arts

I know that I’m deaf
Yes I know my voice is not very good vocable
Well now I tell you
What my heart’s feeling how to keep the music playing

The wind song with music
The hymn of the rhythm
The wind can sing music
The rhythm of rhymes

I know that I’m deaf
But I do read how they write the music playing
I know what my head
Is telling me how to keep the music playing

Hear hymn of the rhythm
The wind spreads with rhymes
Hear the music of heart
The wind carries all arts

The rhythm of rhymes
The wind song with music
Hear the music of heart
The wind spreads with rhymes

© Ismael Mansoor

Opening up the path

I can see my life with my eyes
Observe, rational, open to see
Yeah, open to see like a camera
Or like a TV opening to see everything

Walk to life, live it, and pray for the safety
Such life has opened to the eyes

I pay my attention to life because I have to
If I don’t, I might miss some important things
Pay attention to that important life
It has shown me, there or here, life it is

See to life, witness it, and pray for the safety
Such life has opened to more than the eyes meet

See, smell, taste, and touch the skin
Feel it for the self
A flesh that lives a form, body
Without it, no experience

Walk to life, live it, and pray for the safety
Such life has opened to the eyes

Negative suffers, and positive rejoices
Feed who, choose one, feed who
Feel it for the self
Focus on negative, stumble one’s life

See to life, witness it, and pray for the safety
Such life has opened to more than the eyes meet

Rough decision but positive helps a lot
Suppose, think, feel, and sense
Human has more than the eyes meet
But wake up, awaken the soul, wake up

Walk to life, live it, and pray for the safety
Such life has opened to the eyes

© Ismael Mansoor

Is Temptation Misleading?

Temptation, I call you with brave words
Why have ye weakened us? Ye know

Hey Temptation, how do you like being like that
I wonder like, how do you like, think thou enjoy
Why have you weakened us? Ye know
Well, through the faith can we stop you, an old spirit

Temptation, I call you with brave words
What are you doing? Can we stop by not attracting you
I wonder like, dare to ask, hear, see, and feel
Who is with who you believe thee shall attract

Hey Temptation, how do you like being like that
Why art ye mislead us away from the Miracle Creator
If we understand Temptation, should we say to him
I wonder, should we say to him, what are you here for

© Ismael Mansoor