Dawn Mass

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As dawn painted the sky pitch dark,

Nine days prior Christmas, they mark

Wake up before the sun is high

Pitch dark, the dawn colored the sky

When cock crows cock-a-doodle-doo

Though feel sleepy in morning dew

Tic-tac, 3 a.m., the clock draws

Cock-a-doodle-doo, when cock crows

Everyone is getting ready

Heading to the church so early

Though breeze blew cold and makes bone chills

Getting ready, everyone is

Young may time be, streets are busy

Smell of rice cakes makes you hungry

Outside the cathedral you’ll see

Streets are busy, young may time be

Attend mass, keep spirit alive

People of different walks of life

To hear gospel they never pass

Keep spirit alive, attend mass

A little sacrifice, they say

O’ grant our wishes, God we pray

Complete nine rites, receive good prize

They say: “a little sacrifice”

This tradition never weakens

Hope to believers it brightens

For Christ this faithful devotion

Never weakens, this tradition

©copyrighted by Jelyn Piad (Jhelchemy) 2014 

Spiritual Investment

Created: January 27, 2014

Loud and proud, Oh dear Lord, my innovator;
I would repeatedly utter,

Your heavenly intercession had been the assets of my spiritual strength.

For each and every cell of my filthy sinner soul, 
you brought an immense purification.

A Godly innovation of no high-priced salary could ever quantify.

It is my job therefore, 
that solely you, for eternally, 
I will declare ‘My God’.

Numerous temptations from the brute
 proving his employability may arise along the trail;

Whatever the Devil may construct, 
still I will remain,
 and never will I permit him such employment.

The contract between me & you, 
the partnership that binds, 
will not be compromised.

You, my beloved angel investor, 
who created me, brought me to life and cleanse me, 
owe you a lot.

Through Baptism, 
I, who become your sole proprietorship,
declare that I am so grateful.

©copyrighted by Jelyn Piad(Jhelchemy)2014 

Prayer

Created: February 16, 2011

Eleven O’clock, as darkness fills this closed room,
I Found myself in solitaire...
Lying in a tired weary body on a fine soft cushion, 
Underneath a blanket, finally, find comfort to hide myself in sober.


Tears run down as I mount on an evening prayer:
An apology to every fault that I’ve done oh God, even those little ones
Sorry for the doubts and sometimes mistrust.
Forgive me for oftentimes I questioned.


Divine, again I knock for your providence.
Please don’t forsake me in the midst of this misfortune and mishaps
I can’t bear it any longer.
I need you, badly need you!


Cloudy was the road I’m trudging and I can’t sight the ending.
I don’t know where to go, led me the right direction.
Clear my mind, I am confused, that I may choose the right route.
Guide me, Father for I’m lost and not even certain of the track.


Time runs fast yet I’m still stucked, afraid to get left behind.
I know you had plans but please don’t keep me in vain waiting
If it’s your will for me to stay and continue, show me signs I may perceive
Give me strength when I’m discouraged so I could survive.


Hear me Lord, please do.
I really don’t know what to do, be on my side.
Carry me and reach me thy hands
I put my whole trust in you.

 ©copyrighted by Jelyn Piad(Jhelchemy)2014