PCE CREW'S NEWEST HIT SINGLE-WINNA

PCE Crew is a contemporary Christian music group with a positive, inspirational, and spiritual message rooted in the gospel with an afrocentric twist. The group is primarily focused on gospel hip-hop as well as other genres of gospel music. Check out their 2011 hit single, WINNA: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lZxqLK-U82w
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LOVE BIRDS: BEYOND DEATH, A NOVEL

The test is more severe as thhe harsh realities of life place Henry and Naomi in dire circumstances. Will their love for each other stand the test of time even in the event of Naomi's mother's sudden death? Will Henry still stand by Naomi in the wake of his parents' separation? Find out in this suspense-filled and dramatic sequel to the novel, Love Birds. Love Birds: Beyond Death usher us deeper into the world of our teenage sweethearts who now in college, are made to face life in the real world. Shortly after her admission into Johns Hopkins University, Naomi loses her mom to an auto accident, and Henry's family is torn apart. As the story progrsses, we feel the pain and struggle of Naomi as she battles the grief of her mother's sudden and untimely death, as well as the possibility of having to call another woman, mom. Emotions run wild, tensions get higher, and even the strongest of the love birds collapses in the face of much challenge and prssure. So what happens next? The two childhood sweerhearts let the oceans of life dissolve their love for each other, or do they weather the storms to behold a brighter day in the great beyond? Find out in this fast paced, suspense filled and dramatic novel which is available online right now at iuniverse.com. Here is the link: http://www.iuniverse.com/Bookstore/BookDetail.aspx?BookId=SKU-000464547

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INSPITE OF THE STORM

Young and ambitious,
Thought I had life planned, nothing fortuitous,

Had dreams so big, some thought it was ridiculous,
Had a one-track mind, some called me ludicrous,

But as I grew older, the reality of life starred me in the face,
I realized that with big dreams come big dangers, so I needed grace,
Was hit severally by the raging storms, opposed by the tide,
Tossed to and fro by the wind of life, troubles on every side,
But Inspite of the Storm,
I still see a brighter day,
Somewhere in the future, in a new day,

Don't know how many times you have failed,
Don't know how many times you have been failed,
Don't know what valley you have been through,
Don't know what tunnel you are going through,
Just know that Inspite of the Storm,
You can still see a brighter day,
Somewhere in your future, in a new day,

Your new day shall come,
Your victories would be won,
And your destiny shall be born, or reborn,
Your shall lose your pain,
But you will gain your happiness and rejoice again,
For Inspite of your storm (whatever it may be),
I still see for you a brighter day,
Somewhere in your bright future, in your new day!
Peace.

YET IN A LITTLE WHILE

I was walking home one day,
When this poem was laid in my heart,
As I thought about a brighter day,
The end of the pain and the hurt,
I heard a word in my spirit,
I felt a message in my soul,
So I want to pour out my spirit,
And empty my soul,

For that young man who has done all you can,
For that boy who is struggling to be man,
For that woman who feels like she has done all,
For that young girl who feels like no one hears her call,
Hear this: Don't give up, hold on!
For in a Little While, your change will come,
If you hold on, and keep pressing on,

Right now the odds may be against you,
Your world is crumbling down upon you,
You weep and mourn,
Your mates laugh you to scorn,
You feel you are lacking behind,
Don't worry! Don't give up!
Keep doing what is right, don't compromise,
For Yet In a Little While, your change will come,
If you hold on, and keep pressing on,

Finally, for that one who has fasted and prayed,
Trusted, given, read, believed and prophesied,
You have prayed, believed and acted,
But you still feel like you are deserted,
You are doing all that is right,
But you still remain in a painful plight,
Don't worry! Don't give up!
Keep your faith and hope alive,
For your God who has promised is still alive,
He is faithful and just,
And Yet in a Little While,
Your change shall come,
If you hold on, and keep pressing on.
Peace.

I HEAR YOU...I SEE YOU

Today as I listened to the song "Does Anybody Hear Her."
A poem was born in my heart,
As I paid attention to the lyrics of the song, "Does Anybody Hear Her,"
I am more awakened to people's hurt,

As I realize the fact that millions are going through life everyday,
Without a direction, or in the wrong direction, with no one to show them the way,
We are always quick to point an accusing finger,
But slow to extend a helpng hand, to make someone better,

But as much as I know there is little I can do,
To be helping hand unto you,
Regardless of the distance,
Though you read my words but can't feel my presence,
I want you to know that I Hear You....and I See You,

It may look like you are left alone, all by yourself,
There is no one who cares, you are by yourself,
Sometimes it might look like God is so far away,
You are suffering seeking a brighter day,
I Hear You....I See You,

The tears upon your bed,
The war going on in your mind, in your head,
The struggles in your life,
The sorrows in your life,
I Hear You...I See You,

When you need someone to talk to,
Someone to help you go through,
The challenges that life hurls at you,
And the curveballs that life throws at you,
Know that in my mind's eye,
In my spirit's vision,
And in my heart's perception,
I Hear You....And I See You,
I am praying for you.
All you need do is call on me,
Write a comment,
I am here to help you cope,
To point you to the creator that he would restore your hope,
Peace.

WE SHALL ALL BE REMEMBERED!

As I stood by Johnny's graveside,
His mother crying and sobbing, standing by my side,
I couldn't hold back my tears, for Johnny was a true friend,
He was born and raised by a single mother,
The son of an absentee father,
Lived with a dream and a vision,
That one day he would change his generation-that was Johnny's mission,

But now he was gone; a young boy he was, just 16 years old,
But he lived a life worthy of rememberance though he wasn't old,
But as I thought about the fact that Johnny was never a celebrity,
He was never on T.V, wasn't popular, but had a friendly personality,
I realized that Johnny would always be remembered,
For the short but impactful live he lived,

Then it struck me,
That we shall all be remembered-this is meant to be,
Whether you lived a short life or long life,
A peaceful life or a troubled life,
Whether you were born poor, or not,
White, black, rich or not,
Known, or unknown, famous or not,
We shall all be rememnbered,

If not by the world, by our neighborhood,
Our family, friends or fellows in the hood,
Johnny was young, he lived a short but unforgettable life,
Not for the troubles he caused, the people he shot,
The girls he dated, the hearts he broke, or the people he fought,
But for the lives he changed, the faces he helped put a smile on,
The families he helped, the people he served, and the victories he won,

But what shall you be remebered for,
What shall be your story when you are cried for,
What shall be your legacy when you pass away,
What shall you be remembered for when you sail away,
Good or bad, rich or poor, white or black,
We shall all be remembered,
But the question is: What shall you be remembered for?

THE REASON II

That the broken hearts, the abandoned projects,
The twisted lives, the shattered dreams and the rejects,
Would receive a message of love,
Love so true and real, love from above,
That they would smile again,
Laugh again, rejoice again, hope again and be born again,
This is the Reason for which I write,

It's the reason for which I sing,
It's the reason for which I let these words ring,
Through the airwaves, the sound waves, and the internet,
That the drowning soul would be saved by the savior's net,
That they would come into the place that God has called them to be,
The enslaved, the addicts, and the bound may be free,
It's the Reason that I live,
It's the Reason for which I wake-up each day,
Go on my knees and pray,
That He who has called me,
Will equip me, for the assignment He has for me,

Not a million dollars,
Not a fancy ride; a Bentley, a Porsche or something better,
Not a mansion, not the flash,
Not the endorsements, the deals, the cash,
The media attention,
The celebrity status, the recognition,
Not the crowd screaming my name,
Not the fortune, or the fame,

But the smile of a helpless child,
Who is given a good food and safe water,
The testimonies of the down-trodden, who are made better,
The dreams that are fulfilled,
The hopes that are restored,
The destinies that are built,
The lives that are changed,
By the things that God does through me,
It is for this that I live,
It is for this that I give,
It is for this that I write,
It is for this that I sing, shining the light,
It is the Reason that I'm who I am.