Diana T. Pecot 

Oakland, CA, USA

 
 

 

 

Palm Tree 

When the winds begin to blow and the 
Gust becomes to strong and the words 
That brought the winds came from the people 
you trusted in pray Lord strengthen me like into 
the Palm tree. 
For sometimes are tree must been in this 
World full of sin and it's food to know that 
it's not thee end for it's guaranteed your storm 
will come. 
and we don't want to be just another Lilly 
in the fields or green grass that will soon 
within and pass away 
and even though we may touch the ground 
may it be only a little while before we can 
Say I made it to a better day from sin to 
a better person from within for Jesus is 
are true friend. Never Stop trying. 
 

Quit Child 

Deceit is the hardest thing to bare for 
a child with no iniquity in her heart to 
share. 

Repent 

Lord Forgive me for my sins forgive me for the 
grudge I've held within Forgive me for my evil 
thoughts forgive me for the pain I hold forgive 
me for my wondering soul 
For when you knocked I did not hear even 
though your words were clear went down 
a path I fell astray into things I dance 
not say by myself I fell up and down bounced 
to and from like a clown walked on walked 
over and walked around this was the type 
of love I found no matter where I went 
I failed to see the blessing that god 
has for me 
Through my repent now I hear his words 
that are so dare through christ Jesus he's 
taught me all I have to do is trust in 
thee, and never stop trying. 

Fire 

I stop and look at the flames I wonder if 
they'll ever be so tamed in thee end 
Somehow they remind me of screaming song's 
of life. the way they jump up and down around 
and around never stopping till it's all gone burning 
burning song 
As I dwell I watch the flames covering and 
covering the log in a abyss of fire 
The Log is drowning in the flames 
and it's lovely like the only 
thing that show's is the pain 
that glow's have you watched a fire lately. 
All poems Copyright © 1998 Diana T. Pecot. All rights reserved.