Forward
This is a true story
Of the Knight of the Lights’ ride to glory
The following words were told to the Knight
By the Light, in the middle of the night
The Light called it… the noon of moon
And it was fed to the Knight
By the Lights wooden spoon
If you’re born with a silver spoon don’t tarnish it…
polish it
It’s better to be born with a wooden spoon
and learn from the splinters
And the Light said,
We all have tasks to bathe in the Light
And win our fight and do what is right
I will see you in the Light
Come do what you think is right my kite boy
Whenever you call… I’ll be there
So don’t have fear… I’ll be there
I care for you there… I hear… I feel…
I stare at you from here
Now I want to say hi and shyly say goodbye
This was not a lie
In your heart I will be here to start anything you want
I give you your freedom of choice
I pray you listen to your inner voice
I will be here to be the eyes and ears and tears
That cares with pair of calm ears from deep within
You are on the land… in sin of sin
Now you begin
Your sinful impossible your sinful impossible
I will shine on you
I am the dove of love from above
It’s your time of rhyme to shine
You have found the right sound
You’re bound to hear me pound my sound
You’re bound to hear me pound my sound
Know, in the morning light
You will feel bright and right and tight
and recite my words
And know they are yours… for you to do the things you do
So go with the one you love the above
and you will be taken care of
Love and love and love and love and love and love
and love and love and love and love and love and love
and love and
love and love and love
Let the love from you come shinning thru
Let the love from me come shinning thru
And you will come to see its true
And you will come to see its true
Accompany me
So you can see
The Light from me
AS I the Knight writes these words
I wonder if my philosophy is obscure
I know my heart is pure
As I want you to be secure
And assure your heart and reassure your mind
Because I want you to endure
Life’s magical, mystery tour
The journey on the inside, the psychological struggle,
the cerebral bubble
The path on the outside, the physical struggle
The tangible vs. the intangible, the unmanageable,
the flammable
The heart and the soul vs. the brain’s control
The brain, the drain, ego, jealousy
And greed the needs
Vs
The heart, the smart, salvation, love, compassion
To succeed of the good deed
The major challenge
The heart vs. the brain
The wooden peace sign vs. the diamond and gold chain
The Knight wants to give you the perfect advise
For your climb up the Mountain of Life
But until the Knight reaches his own dream
As he follows his own life’s stream
All he can do for now is share
His experience up to here
By the time you are reading this rhyme
This Knight has a feeling he will have reached
Close to the peak of his climb
That is the time he knows for sure,
you can take his rhyme to the bank
He hopes your understanding of the universe
will never go blank
Filling up your hearts faith tank
Giving you the confidence to walk life’s plank
Because, after seven long years the Knight was
at the end of his rope
After seven long years he thought he lost all hope
Seven long, lonely years filled with fears and tears
Sprinkled with a dash of cheers
Which he was grateful, to hear
In seven years he had rarely lost all of his faith
Until this dark, black hole, in time and space
He was emotionally strained
His body mind and spirit sprained
Every ounce of his life force drained
He thought he lost his spirit and his will
He thought his dreams just never would be fulfilled
The journeys downs infected him with ill
The process no longer gave him thrill
He had lost all inspiration and motivation
And he spoke meanly to the creator of all creation
Why do you do this to me?
I’ve lived by Smithe for seven years and given all of me!
Why do you make me cry?
Why do you open doors for me… that appear to be pure gold?
And then I slowly realize that all it really was…
was fools’ gold
Why do you play ping-pong with my heart and soul?
I can’t go on… seven years has finally taken its toll
Over and over and over again
I kept thinking, will this nightmare ever come to an end?
Everything that was in my control
Seemed to be what fed my soul
My god-given talent… my hard work and persistence
Fed my soul and helped me go the distance
But it was the dark forces of resistance
Wearing spiritual masks that caused me
to question my existence
You bring me liars and cheaters and snakes
Fake after fake after fake after fake
Years and years with out a single brake
Can’t I experience once… fortune to go my way?
Is that too much to ask, night after night as I pray?
Can I just have a taste of success?
Knowing how hard I’ve tried and given it my best
My mind is black as coal
I feel like I’ve lost all control
I need you now more… than ever before
To conquer life’s battles… of closing doors
I cannot endure this pain… one minute more
I asked to be taken back home… to the spirit world
Where I could watch in bliss… my dreams unfurl
It was on this day… the saddest of nights
I had lost all hope…all faith, my fight
Then as I cried and screamed
The Light gave me my desired dream
He sang to me a tune
On this noon of moon
He said, “No more hard times, no more hell
Don’t go to a hospi..tell
This is Peter’s time to shine
Elvis but a constructive idea
He whispered in my ear
Shared with me his love and care
Took away all my fear
So I would not give up my fight
He shined his angelic Light
Directing me to a specific web-site
He gave me angelic insight
(the ability to see clearly and intuitively
into the nature of a complex situation)
He revitalized my passion and faith
Shined on me, my fate
To help make my dream come true
What are the odds of these coincidences happening to you?
Showing me the Knight
I should have never lost my faith in the Light
Smithe was the gift to lift my spirit
Now I want to share it
So after seven long years of living by Smithe
Writing the Lights tunes night after night
Pounding in my heart each noon of moon
The Light gave me the verse of the Universe
To help me to understand…
life’s struggles is not a curse
But actually the reverse