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I just want to live  

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From the book ”My Voice” based on a collection of  written notes from youth from all walks of life.

Written arranged and performed by Martin Tang

 

THE STORY BEHIND THE SONG…………………..

I just want to live!!!…..a desperate plea…a cry of distress…a petition to God. 

 

Indeed this and more described the situation I found myself a few short weeks ago. I had already for a year or so displayed symptoms that indicated that something was not quite right with me. As I begin to scour the Internet and also some medical books, the diagnosis pointed to a problem with the prostate gland. Worst case scenario; “Prostate cancer”.

Being a Christian I decided to commit this problem to the Lord. A speaker who visited a Church that I was at, had also spurred me into this decision. Apparently he had been diagnosed with prostate cancer, but refused to accept the findings of the test results that were revealed to him by a doctor. He rejected everything in the name of Jesus. Based on scripture in Isaiah , he cried to the Lord . He said he literally stood on the word of God , as he opened the bible to the chapter and stood on it. He claimed healing by the word of God, and as we know the word of God is always true. Eleven months later he was totally healed. Praise the Lord!

 

This encouraged me a lot, and also with the onset of SARS I decided not to visit the doctors, but to pray and wait. In the meantime there were other servants of God who prayed healing for me, the symptoms though still persisted, were bearable, but affected my work as I sometimes got tired through lack of sleep and worry. I had to visit the toilet many times a night and could not get quality sleep . Sometimes pain set in; passing urine was also not only a chore but also painful. Through all this I just lived with the pain and discomfort, not even letting my wife know what I was going through . Then as I said a couple of weeks ago I started to feel pain more frequently but also started to have chills. Add to that I had of course read about Anita Mui’s death to cancer, I was also getting news about an old friend who had cancer, on top of that the newspapers were full of reports and statistics about prostate cancer , because there was an awareness campaign going on. I began to think seriously about death and what it would mean. How would my wife cope , after all I am the sole breadwinner , what about my 2 children, I would never see them grow up , get married have kids of their own. More importantly I felt that I had not started let alone accomplished the work of my Heavenly Father. Sadness and fear set in , I found myself despairing for the Lord even more.

It was about this time that I met Elim Chew ( the lady who initiated the project “My Voice”) , she told me about how she had this idea of coming out with a book based on a collection of  written notes (these were addressed to Fathers ,Mothers ,friends .. Etc ) from youth from all walks of life. She had me read some of their thoughts, and some were very distressing, a lot of them were quite depressing but most of them were a cry for a second chance in life, to be set free from the pressure of society and even the standards that they had set for themselves. Some were coming to an end of themselves, something that I could identify with. So when Elim asked me to write a song for the “project” , I gladly agreed.

 

The silent cry within me had now found a vehicle , and as I sat to write, the melody and lyrics just fell into place. The very words that I had been crying to God became the chorus……I just want to live!

 

 

I believe God heard my cry.

 

I finally went to the doctor , who did some tests and found no trace of cancer, Praise the Lord!  Though there are still some symptoms they may be something else, and I believe that God will bring healing to me completely.

 

In this world we are never exempted from trials and battles but we are also not exempted from the Grace of God……Amen!!!!!

 

 

Get the book “My Voice” and the CD!

 

Enjoy the song and support the cause if you can, by buying the book and CD. All proceeds from the sale of the book and CD will go into the funding of training programmes run by the Young Entrepreneur Mastery a non-profit organization. These training modules include Life skills, Innovative and creative programmes and selling techniques. The skills the youth acquire through these programmes will serve to add value to their lives and help them embrace life and career choices with confidence and purpose.

Q.  My dream is to be a social worker. Not just any social worker but eventually one that can make a difference in others' lives so that at the end of the day, i would want to brighten the lives of others which in turn will brighten mine :) - Sunshine, 20
Q.  I dream of being a professional criminal lawyer and my aim is not to make money as I was once a criminal myself. That's why I plan to charge as minimum fees as possible to help my future clients. I'll also make sure that they will change for the better. - Anonymous, 18
Q. 

Knowing it was a losing fight, you came and stood by me... you are always a joy... a blessing in disguise and i never regret to be with you.

You always knew the right words to say and the best times to let it out... You kept all my little secrets and were always true and never once let me down... You understand how i feel, what i need and the best way out...

I could never repay you for all that you've done. This is what i call being siblings... being a family... Just wanna tell you i love you and thanks so much for always being there for me - Grateful, 16

Q. 

you and i know that we're so much more than friends

yet you introduce me to people as your friend or cousin. well, I'M NOT!

IT KILLS ME WHEN YOU SAY THAT

can't i be your girlfriend in public?
or are you just embarrassed to be with me?

Q. 

Family members are the ones who will stand by you no matter what. Some friends do but not all. I was foolish and trusted all; and lost not only my youth but also my body, my self respect and my confidence.

I HATE YOU

Q. 

Anyone going thru DEPRESSION ???

How do you GET OUT of it or what do u do ??

What help is out there?

Q. 

This new journey is likened to me stepping into a boxing match. Every round represents a challenge in life, where the only time I have rest is only but for a brief moment, before a new challenge rises up in the form of another round. Some rounds I am like a champion, where other rounds I am badly beaten and left in despair.

Nevertheless the bell rings, I get up and head straight back into the fight, aware if the mistakes I made and trying to avoid them this time round.

The fight gets harder and harder, breathing becomes heavier and heavier. My opponent, relentless in his attacks, seems to know my every move, my every weakness, like he can read my mind. Sometimes the blows come pounding in so hard I crumble and get knocked down.

But I get up again, I knock him down, he gets up again only to come at me harder... By this time, the audiences grow in numbers, the fight is now evident, the sound of cheers and jeers are both heard in my ears... The pressure increases, the price now becomes more costly, winning is now inevitable I cannot give up; the faces of the people become the source of my inner strength, I must prevail, I will prevail.. I glare straight into my enemy's face, the face which is so familiar, the face of my old self.

Q. 

What is mercy? What does it really mean?

To me, it's not just a second chance,

 It's creating a rock for repentant ones to lean,

A repeated chance that never ends,

If a cat can be given nine lives,

why should the chances stop at only two?

Should not people be given more tries?

After all, aren't we all imperfect too?

Love unconditionally is the greatest gift

A parent to a child can offer,

Mercy truly is the best form of courtesy

an imperfect human can give to another

Q. 

Turning over a new leaf is the hardest thing ever to do because after walking for such a long distance, you at long last realise you were all along walking in the wrong and opposite direction.

To turn back and catch up only to start at the beginning line is what makes it so difficult and unattractive. This would probably be the reason why so many deceive themselves and decide to continue walking in the wrong direction.

Q. 

Since secondary 2 my Dad left us and i have been living with my mum ever since. She eventually met someone a year later and that's how my step-dad came into our lives. One fateful day, I was down with serious flu and after taking the medication which made me drowsy, I decided to nap. My mum wasn't around and i was alone at home with him. As i slept, i felt someone touching me... the medication was kicking in and when i realised it was my step-dad touching me I didn't have the strength to push him off...I was asking myself why is he doing this? After a few pushes, i managed to get him to stop as I think he heard the door outside opening, thus he left the room and pretended nothing happened. This incident repeated once or twice through the last 3-4 years whenever I sleep, sick and it always occurs when my Mum is out-station. You must be asking me why didn't i report him? Cos I love my Mum and she loves him. Though I do quarrel with her over issues and such, deep down I still want her to be happy thus I didn't want to devastate her by telling her what the one she loves has done behind her back... I had to struggle within myself whenever this happens but as i grew older and as the frequency lessens, I no longer feel the need to mention it anymore and currently I love my life as it is now with a nice job that I love plus a sweet boyfriend who adores me... I just want to have a proper closure to this part of my past and no longer have to re-live it again... Mum I love you and you will always mean the world to me... sorry for always hurting you with my words & my temper... Thanks for everything...

                                                                                       - Red, 20

Q. 

Dad,

        I 'm sorry... I'll try to love you. It has been hard for you I know. Please give me some more time, I promise i won't disappoint you... I love you Dad.

Mum,

         I am sorry for not obeying your rules and being rude to you always. Mum I am sorry...I ain't perfect in everything I do. But I need you  Mum... more than anybody else in the world...

                                                                                     - Libra, 17

Q.    What do you want from me? Why can't i just live my life the way i want it to be? Why do we constantly live up to other people's expectations? Is life really all about that? Is freedom a lot to ask for? I really wish that you can stop mapping my life out for mi... let me live my life the way i want it to be... let me be happy from now on - Lost Gurl, 18
Q. 

What is life? - Life is the vessel that sustains us...

What is hope? - Hope is the force that instills faith...

What is knowledge? - Knowledge is the tool to elevate ourselves...

What is real? - Reality is what we choose it to be...

Q. 

I feel disgusted having sex with you.

Not because you are ugly. But because, deep down, I like guys.

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