Why did you take the wrong path, you knew it would cause pain?  Why did you choose this path; you had nothing to gain?
Why did you take the wrong path, landing you in jail?  Make sure you get on the right path, so your Soul don't end up in Hell.
Why did you take the wrong path, filled with alcohol and drugs?  Living in a place not clean, all you could see is bugs.
Why did you take the wrong path, hanging out with those who start trouble?  When you really need them, you'll be left alone, as in a big bubble.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

I'm not you, and you are not me, can we meet halfway, some place we can agree?
I'm not you, and you are not me; I notice you are in *******, but I am totally free.
I'm not you, and you are not me, I refuse to walk with a hung down head, as if looking for a fee.
I'm not you, and you are not me, I have a vision in life, of what I want to be.
I'm not you, and you are not me, when we were created, someone through away the key.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Don't put me down, because you are insecure.  You don't know what I've been through, or what I had to endure.
Don't put me down, because I care about man.  Whatever I do; I do the best I can.
Don't put me down, because I go out of my way.  I don't want to see people neglected, as they live from day to day.
Don't put me down, because you failed to do your part.  Whatever I do, it comes directly from the heart.
Don't put me down, because I have confidence.  I shun any and everything, that may cause offense.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

The decisions you make, can be good or bad.  The ones that are good, will make you very glad.
The decisions you make, will turn your life around.  The ones that are bad, will only pull you down.
The decisions you make, will remain forever.  It's important you do your best, in all of your endeavor.
The decisions you make, should always be wise.  Never keep them hidden, but right before your eyes.
The decisions you make will affect all those ahead.  Whenever you speak, remember what you said.
The decisions you make, let it be because it's right.  Allow it to stay before you, morning, noon and night.
The decisions you make, let there be no regret.  It will keep your minds clear, therefore you don't have to fret.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Are you so filled with anger, mad at everyone?  Why not give God a chance, His shoulders can carry a ton?
Are you so tired, of dealing with people's mess?  Why not give God a chance, to relieve you of all stress?
Are you afraid of hiding, in the cold and the dark?  Why not give God a chance, to give you a shinning mark?
Are you ready, to turn your life around?  Why not give God a chance, to prevent you from falling down?
Are you ready, to get out of the gangs?  Why not give God a chance, to give you a new name.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

What's happening to me, now that I'm getting old?  Sometimes I find myself hot, and again I am cold.
Is this what I have to look forward to, a body of constant pain?  May something be done right away, I don't want to end up insane?
Being that I'm getting old, my body is no longer aligned. There seem to be shooting pain, up and down my spine.
Now that I'm getting old, my eyes are going dim.  I must see an optometrist, to take good care of them.
Now that I'm getting old, I must try to keep a sound mind.  I must remember to get plenty of rest, so I can awake on time.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing

Be determine, to start a new year.  Live a life of boldness, getting rid of all fear.
Be determine, not to turn around, starting the old again.  Keep your eyes on what's ahead, to keep you from a life of sin.
Be determine, to bring something good to the planning table.  Use your mind that's filled with wisdom, all because I know you're able.
Be determine, to assist the poor, especially, those without food.  Lift up your hands to God, as one of those, who wants to be used.
Be determine, not to be influenced, by those who wants you to turn back.  Show them you will be strong, and you will not" crack."
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing