tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12114421.post115054410468635563..comments2024-03-29T18:29:26.772+11:00Comments on Northern Lights : we LITERALLY went to townDavid Nicholshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13306950287048502105noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12114421.post-60897116388870400432007-03-11T13:53:00.000+11:002007-03-11T13:53:00.000+11:00Death By Methtoday I have met my matchpiece by pie...Death By Meth<BR/><BR/>today I have met my match<BR/>piece by piece I was broken down<BR/>now I am tormented by failure and wrath<BR/>and my will power is no where to be found<BR/><BR/>the wounds have forever scarred my soul<BR/>with the bitter taste of death<BR/>because everything I cherished most<BR/>fell victim to my addiction to meth<BR/><BR/>in complete ignorance I made the awful choice<BR/>to smoke that demonic pipe regardless of the voice<BR/><BR/>that so strongly told me not too<BR/>but I thought I had the power to overcome<BR/>realize once this drug has got you<BR/>a slave to misery is what you become<BR/><BR/>i write every word in agony<BR/>i am scared to sleep or rest<BR/>because then I must face reality<BR/>i chose death by doing meth<BR/><BR/>family has become memories<BR/>just pictures of my past<BR/>i am now my worst enemy<BR/>my reflection is broken glass<BR/><BR/>clouds shadow my every breath of life<BR/>i cannot find the words to describe<BR/>the aches and pains I endure inside<BR/>and all I can say is why<BR/><BR/>oh, how sad it really is<BR/>to watch a Godly man be destroyed<BR/>Lord have mercy on my kids<BR/>three beautiful girls and a handsome boy<BR/><BR/>to all that I love I leave you with this<BR/>please forgive me for my weakness<BR/>that real love I will always miss<BR/>I give you these words with a hug and a kiss<BR/><BR/>By: Kerry Dale Hancock Jr<BR/><BR/>I don't think I will ever forget the very night I wrote this poem. It was my fourth or fifth day being up without sleep. This was not out of the ordinary for me now it was my routine. Stay up for endless days then sleep then start over. Like other nights this was going to be the night I took my life and ended the horror I created. Right before I wrote this I was in a room with two other people and I was looking at before and after pictures on the Internet of people that have been on meth for awhile. I remember sitting in the chair in front of the computer crouched over the desk with a meth pipe in my hand taking hits. The other two people I was with wanted to inject meth from a needle so I left the room and sat in the next room. It was then on the recliner next to the front door that I wrote this poem and reflected on the demon called meth.<BR/><BR/>Every word in this poem had so much emotion behind it. I will explain a couple lines that some may not get at first. When I say "my reflection is broken glass" I am referring to another name for meth. Meth holds many names such as speed, glass, go fast and there is more. So what I am really saying is I have become meth. The next line is "clouds shadow my every breath of life." When you smoke meth it is called blowing clouds and when you are addicted to meth then all you do is snort, smoke, inject or eat meth. Sad but true. What this really means is all I do is smoke meth which means I was addicted.<BR/><BR/>I could write so much more but this is what I want you to know. If you are addicted to meth or know someone who is then never give up hope and I will tell you why. If you will just find a reason or help that person find a reason then the fight against addiction has started. Here is the trick to making it really easy to do. If you make Jesus Christ your reason one day at a time then I promise it will be a piece of cake. Do not think about being clean and drug free for a year or two or three. Only think about today if you want to make it anywhere. Let God give you His strength each day if you want guaranteed results. If you do it your way you may get somewhere but you will end up nowhere. Become an addict for Jesus so that when you do stumble you will just start over and get back on track doing what you were doing right just like the addict for meth will start their routine over and over.<BR/><BR/>Lord Jesus thank you for loving us all enough to deliver us from this demon called meth. Give us the wisdom and knowledge to surrender all and allow you to put us in peace and fulfilment in Christ. Lord I ask that you will give us mercy and grace against meth and all its evil doings. I know it is destroying men, woman, children and families across the world. May this distraction be cast aside so that our eyes will focus only on You Lord in the name of Jesus Christ. AMEN.<BR/><BR/>Glory to GOD,<BR/><BR/>Kerry Dale Hancock Jr<BR/>messenger in CHRIST<BR/><BR/>Mar 16:15 And he said unto them, Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature.Kerry Hancock Jrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01652060165205111474noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12114421.post-1150584679253714242006-06-18T08:51:00.000+10:002006-06-18T08:51:00.000+10:00Ahhh...the Blue one. I only bought it myself 6 mon...Ahhh...the Blue one. I only bought it myself 6 months ago - and love it.dfvhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12548684969582155198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12114421.post-1150558901212959842006-06-18T01:41:00.000+10:002006-06-18T01:41:00.000+10:00No! It's a relatively recent CD. Surely BOBH was n...No! It's a relatively recent CD. Surely BOBH was never on CD? This is called The History of the Sky.David Nicholshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13306950287048502105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12114421.post-1150551119515989332006-06-17T23:31:00.000+10:002006-06-17T23:31:00.000+10:00The Bones of Barry Harrison?The Bones of Barry Harrison?dfvhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12548684969582155198noreply@blogger.com