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On Her Knees by Danielle Qaiyyim
Bowling in the moonlight
Sitting by a piece of cheese
Is a tiny little field mouse
She is praying on her knees
She doesn't have a place to live
She has no family, has no friends
And with no offering to give
She's thanking God for what she has
She has her health, she has her life
She has no worries, has no bother
Her world is free from stress and strife
She has her faith and heavenly father
The world has not been kind to her
But the life she leads is one of the best
She trusts in the Lord and praises him
And for this she will be blessed
A Man by Nina Cassian
While fighting for his country, he lost an arm
and suddenly was afraid:
From now on, I shall only be able to do things by halves.
I shall reap half a harvest.
I shall be able to play either the tune
or the accompaniment on the piano,
but never both parts together.
I shall be able to bang with only one fist
on doors, and worst of all
I shall only be able to half hold
my love close to me.
There will be things I cannot do at all,
applaud for example,
at shows where everyone applauds.
From that moment on, he set himself to do
everything with twice as much enthusiasm.
And where the arm had been torn away
a wing grew
Listen to the Mustn'ts by Shel Silverstein
Listen to the MUSTN'TS, child,
Listen to the DONT'S
Listen to the SHOULDN'TS
The IMPOSSIBLES, the WONT'S
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me-
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be
No Difference by Shel Silverstein
Small as a peanut
Big as a giant,
We're all the same size
When we turn off the light
Rich as a sultan,
Poor as a mite,
We're all worth the same
When we turn off the light
Red, black or orange,
Yellow or white,
We all look the same
When we turn off the light
So maybe the way
to make everything right
Is for God to just reach out
And turn off the light!
My Little Heaven by Tonya Allard
My little heaven is in my mind
waiting to be released. hoping someone can let it out and play
My little heaven is all I have that will protect me from
all the danger in the world. I can go there anytime I want
to get away. I play all day and all night.
I can be whoever I want to be. In my little heaven no one dies
from sickness, or have any harm come to them in any way
That's why it's my little heaven
Next 3 poems are by phoenix(d.s.ivester)
What am i supposed to feel
When i see the rights of some taken away..
Do i dare speak these
words to you...
What does one do
when one knows the truth inside..
What does one do
will the truth be buried..
Will
you see the wrong?
will you see the wrong?
For my eyes cleary do see...
I can see the world
trust is what
i long to do with many
but what prevents me from doing so..
Maybe its the pain
Maybe its the things that have
been done
When i think of things of the past
sometimes i come undone...
Pictures are hidden memories
dwelling
deep within...
I can cry the tears
I can feel the anger inside
I wonder why, I wonder why
Why are people the
way they are?
I know, I can see
Reality showing the lessons
God show me a better way
stand by me, stand by
me
I am asking this of you..
You see what is behind my eyes
You know how a victim does cry
You know sometimes
i cant take it anymore
it's the worlds craziness from beyond the door..
So many don't seem to care
love wasn't
what they were looking for
Their only possesions are the money made kind
never knowing what's within the heart of one..
So
now I dare ask this..
What do you do when one's rights have been taken away?
Will they see the truth deep inside
or
will they bury it away..
Will they see the wrong..
Will they see the wrong..
For my eyes cleary do see...
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Do you really want to know what's deep inside of me
Do you really want to
know..
I have watched the scenes of time throughout
many times wanting to just get out..
I've wanted to go home..
But
life has a purpose
many of us don't know...
I am who I am
and this some don't understand
never wanting to
know what i feel..
I've heard words before
promises made with clarity
witnessed by some
yet just as a jar
gets put upon the shelf
some get set aside, sometimes they get tossed away..
You have held the answer in your hand
yet
no one has tried to make amends
Do you know what it feels like
within this heart of mine
Where my soul cries for
the answers
as I have felt alone and standing
wondering why its been
as the child grows old..
I can feel the
sorrow,
as messages i thought were so clear
yet no one listened to the words that were spoken..
I can see you,
I
believed in you..
Yet no answers came to my door..
Footsteps in the silence
sometimes never knowing which way
to go
at a loss is the meaning here..
Words between the lines
for they will never see
it's a secret that's
hidden in time..
Words I took as promises,
yet sometimes they've been shoved aside..
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How many times do we all see
when one tries to take their flight
only to
wind up with a broken wing
Sometimes dreams will be that way
no matter how hard you try
no matter how beautiful
it may seem
There will be pieces of a shattered dream
cutting deep right through your heart.
There will be days
when
faith seems so far away
Not always will you heal.
I'm standing here
I'm looking into heavens eyes
and i am
asking the question "Why"
"For there is no sin i see
for the dream to be reality
Tell me why..
I have asked this
before, Tell me why..
Isn't one person important anymore
Tell me why..
For I am calling upon the house of the Lord"
Maybe
one day they might see
an importance of a dream
For without a dream
Tell me what is reality...
This world
was founded on the desires for life
A dream to live, a spirit to fly
Life's soul found a home
With the music of a
heartbeat.
We have given, we have taken
yet sometimes the scales are unbalanced
Will they see the injustice
when
the child cries out too...
I see a feather upon the ground
It's the wound of the child
from the battle when taking
flight
Heal me now, Heal me now...
I am standing here upon sacred ground
I'm looking into heavens eyes
and
I am asking the question "Why"
"There is no sin i see,
for the dream to be reality
Isn't one person important anymore
as I'm calling upon the house of the Lord
Allow the child to take their flight
Mend thy wings and allow the dream.."
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