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Details | Tanka | |

When Love Creates

Eyes to eyes now meet Tenderly our lips touch We, adventurous Rhythmic vibrations rejoice When love creates little ones .

Details | Prose Poetry | |

Salvation comes with a far greater sacrifice than blind faith and car-wash fundraisers

Travelling to a foreign land,
engaging in a cause not rightfully yours to join,
illegally taking up arms
with a desperate desire to save baby orphans
(only to dig them into the ground anyway);
is a life-altering experience.

There is an old line which goes something like:
"A part of my soul died on that cold, November morn."

But, such an experience can have the opposite effect entirely.
Yes! An experience such as this
can re-kindle a passion within,
so that every single particle,
every minute of each passing hour,
feels like a sacred gift -
the most sacred gift imaginable.

Yet upon returning home from such an experience,
after being grilled by Internal Affairs,
threatened with charges of International Treason,
Subterfuge and Espionage(but in the end,
you were only trying to save baby orphans
that you had to dig into the ground anyway,
so Internal Affairs drops the charges, telling you to scram),
you are inevitably slapped across the face
with an inescapable new reality....

....everyone appears to be whining and complaining
about the most trivial things,
as if everyone simultaneously feels wronged.

And this is wot you feel compelled to do:
you want to take these whiners,
transport them one-by-one
back to the foreign land with you.
After they see living skeletons
drag themselves across the dirt,
moaning, groaning, pleading for a drop of clean water, 
a miniscule morsel of food,
you hand the whiner a gun,
point toward an ominous dust-cloud on the horizon,
and this is wot you say:

"See the dust-cloud moving closer towards us.
It is filled with psychopathic horsemen.
These psychopathic butchers are wielding bayonets, machetes and Kalashnikovs.
If you and I do not successfully kill these mad horsemen,
they are going to chop apart all of the baby orphans
congregated in the courtyard over there.
Do you see the beautiful baby orphans in the courtyard?
Yes, those are the orphans.
And if we do not successfully defend this camp,
yet somehow survive with our lives,
we are going to spend the rest of the night
digging the baby orphans into the ground.

So, it best be high time you wipe the tears from your face,
stop worrying about how so-and-so called you a loser or wotever,
how your retirement funds appear to be shrinking
and so you won't be able to play as many games
of hitting the little white ball across a course 
fed with enough water to run an entire city.
Forget about your little boo-boo.
Pull-up your chin, straighten that spine,
and start squeezing the trigger like there's no tomorrow."

September 25th, 2011

Details | Rhyme | |

Goodbye, My Child

Where cradled canyons sing
Of ebony wood in the forest
There lies a gurgling spring
Where cockcrows sing their chorus
To the melody of singsong birds
There I’ve concealed my sensuous words
Filled with befitted signs
The saccharine whiff of my designs

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Where the fogs of night are fountains
Spills of glistened moon ignite
By distant silhouette mountains
We dance with passion of fight
Entwining ancient stance 
Mingling hand in hand we dance
Till the mountains smile on high
Near and far we spring
To pursue the realest of dreams
While the world cries at its seams
Anxious in trouble to cling

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

To where the ridges merry make 
From the beaks of wooden bright
In sparkly pools the ghouls awake
That scarce to stir our night
We watch for seekers down under
Muttering secrets in their soul
We bid them lucks of shivers
Dipping gently in
From reeds that hide a tear of a foal
Under the gentle rivers

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Far away she shall ever churn
The taciturn eyed
She’ll listen no more to turn
To the working mills beside
Or the scrubbing of the barn
May peace weave in her song
She shall wave in the yarn
To a haven known as Belong  

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

For she comes, the mortal youth
To the wild realm of her truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only her tears be found

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LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night

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Welcoming Our Little Ty

Welcoming Our Little Ty

We welcome in a baby boy named Ty
blessed we are, asking not why
Life precious and so very sweet
another grandson I'll soon greet

Life sends blessings as it flows
we thank God and it surely shows
A future with this child's joys
daughter now has two beautiful boys

Old age brings in surprising gifts
this blessing stands and uplifts
More time I now desperately seek
with these children so mild and meek

Praying for a life much, much longer
to see my family grow so much stronger!

Robert J. Lindley, 01-08-2015

Dedicated to my new grandson ,Ty Brooks Atkinson
may God bless he and all his family.. 
Ty was born Jan. 7th 2015 at 9 pounds 2 ounces at 23 inches and with a full head of long blonde hair. 
All are doing fine . Scheduled to leave hospital tomorrow afternoon. 
We are so blessed to have this new addition to our family!
God blesses ......

Details | Sestina | |


No mother would fill up her eyes with tears of woman...
if it weren't for God performing a miracle at dawn,
as she cried out in joy and held her baby in trembling arms
but shed many sweet tears hearing his laughter so loud;
oh, he couldn't see her mommy's face through his tiny eyes,
and it will be long before he'll will utter the first word, " Mom." 

Now that baby sleeps under the attentive look of his mom,
who's too young to become a mature woman;
many visions of this birth crossed her gleeful eyes
she dreamed of the very same words whispered at each dawn,
repeating them in her silly head as if they sounded too loud...
while cradling a pretty doll in her folded arms.

Will she be welcomed home by her parents opening their arms?
Will they reprimand her and not consider her a legal mom?
Perhaps they will not be angry and speak not so loud:
girls are supposed to be girls, not suddenly turn into woman...
So this innocent girl, deceived by a bad boy, must wake up at dawn
when her baby cries and feed him with scary, childish eyes?

Nights seem longer for her, trying to stay awake rubbing her eyes,
what she beheld in those exciting eyes, now it's a burden in her weary arms;
she remembers that pain was too unbearable, but joy more sublime at dawn...
how will she learn how to care for the infant by watching her mom?
She must have seen a nursery or read a book how to think like a real woman,
and can anyone imagine how she keeps that secret instead of revealing it loud?

She must gather enough courage inside to feed her baby who can't cry loud,
but for now she must carry that baby without sighs of distress into her bright eyes;
and her parents can see the changes making her a loving person already woman;
they may ask questions to why she has gained weight and holds dolls in her arms...
no, they aren't anticipating great news and in doubt, they await a splendid dawn.

Mother and daughter closely together amazed by the coming dawn,
any concealed secret can be easily spoken...somewhat joyful and loud;
they imagine the infant's futures will be part of grandma and mom!
Their reunited hearts come together to show love in their delighted eyes,
and they'll take turns feeding the new-born, tenderly lulling him in their arms;
what if forgiveness hadn't been there to deny her all of the joys of woman?

Would a mother deny her daughter compassion as a good woman?
Even God hurried dawn to offer that gift into her gracious, tender arms...
and those arms accepted it with the gentleness and kindness of mom.

Details | Ballad | |

The Day Her Garden Died

The day her garden died
Her husband was out of town.
She was all alone that night,
She had an unwelcome guest, 
He ravished her over and over til her inside was sore
She wanted to die that night, she was so ashamed,
and she never told a soul. 

The day her garden died
was the day she got the news
That the baby she carried inside of her 
Would never be born
For she had a fatal virus
The baby was now dead.

The day her garden died
Was the day her husband left her
He said she, should stay away from him
Her life was just too dim
That night she cried in agony
Her anguished gnawed within her 
And she couldn't stand the pain

The day her garden died
was the final straw, she was driven to madness
she lost everything, 
Now she's been put into confinement
for fear that she might kill herself
She wanted to take her own life
to end her misery...

Details | Lyric | |


Well you’re on the road for weeks at a time 
so when you get home you’ll get a big surprise, 
I’m going to welcome you when you get home; 
I’m going to take you back into the back bedroom. 
I'm going to light all the candles Hun, 
then I'm going to turn the music on. 
You and I will have ourselves lots of fun... 
Because it’s long overdue when you miss someone, 
it’s long overdue when you miss someone. 

Well I know your lonely when you’re gone 
so am I baby don't you worry none, 
I'm going to welcome you when you get home; 
I'm going to take you back into the back bedroom. 
I'm going to take all of my clothes off Hun, 
then I'm going to help you get your pants undone. 
You and I will have ourselves lots of fun... 
Because it’s long overdue when you miss someone, 
Yah it’s long overdue when you miss someone. 

Well I know you wonder if I'll be around, 
I'm telling you baby I'm not leaving town, 
I'm going to welcome you when you get home; 
I'm going to take you back into the back bedroom. 
I'm going to lay you down on my bed Hun, 
then I'm going to do all of the things you love, 
you and I will have ourselves lots of fun... 
Because it’s long overdue when you miss someone. 
I said it’s long overdue when you miss someone. 

Yah, you and I will have ourselves lots of fun... 
it’s long overdue when you miss someone. 
Yah it’s long overdue when you miss someone. 
I said it’s long overdue... 
when you miss someone.

Details | Free verse | |

A Lollipop in Page

The chirp of cloudy morning peal its wondrous beauty 
As it was a perfect moment to sip the taste of an old times
Pampered and drawn by those vintage voices
Shrunk in this sweet anomaly,  the frames of a time roamer

Word by word, time after time
An anecdote is herding, I'm dancing in a rime
Reread all my writes, feel the flakes of each verses
My masterpieces in time, the journal of life's flavours

Now I'm landing on a sketch of laughters
Where I feel the rainbow of bliss
A small creature is trying to stay
In a warm belly it grows in its way

Waiting is the first list to do
Hoping for the best is the lovely second line
I have another story to make
And this time I offer you the lollipop in page

Details | Rhyme | |

Estella and Holden

A boy and a girl just arrived in this world
To parents they both will share
Now from the house within will echo the cry of twins
As an answer to prayers from everywhere
After passing the test of a month of bed-rest
To ensure that they developed complete
For Mom and for Dad, no more rest to be had
As in tandem twins seldom do sleep
But living this way is a small price to pay
For the privilege of parenting twins
For only a special few have the bond of these two
Sharing the womb in which life did begin
Congratulations to my daughter and the man that they'll call father
For doubling up on our number of grandkids
We are so very proud that our voices shout out loud
With the love we feel for this thing you did

Details | Ballade | |

The Highway Of Life

From the day of birth,we are so innocent and fair,
With nothing on our minds, no troubles no cares.
Learning to talk was a major deaster,
For no one could tell exactly what was the matter.

We cry and we screem ,to show we are in pain,
They dont seem to understand and we though that was mean.
So of to the doctors we went that day,
Only to have the doctor tell Mom im ok.

Learning to walk got me bumps and bruses,
But its what we must do ,im sure no one chouses.
Climbing up the stairs , got me in trouble,
On the way down, i wished i were in a bubble.

After mastering that feat , it was off to school,
Because my mom said im not raising no fool.
In grade one i had a hard time with girls,
They would walk up to me and flick thier curls.

Things start to look up as i got older,
But you know those girls only got bolder.
They made me laugh,and they made me cry,
Some made me happy and filled with joy.

Then came love and next was marriage,
Two years time i was pushing a baby carriage.
Going back over my trials of life,
I knew my baby girl was in for a long fight.

But its the highway we all must travel,
In order to get to this level.
My little girl will be doing this one day,
Ill be in heaven  watching her in every way.

You see im much older and dont have a lot of time,
To watch my two baby girls grow up and look so fine.
God is calling me to another life,
But he said on this highway ,there will be no strife.

Your fears and your troubles will all go away, 
When you take this highway ,your with me to stay.
They will come joing you when its thier time,
But for now they must follow thier own minds.

So if you have kids , guide them with care,
They will grow up with nothing to fear. 
Teach them right from wrong each day.
For the HIGHWAY OF LIFE isent always what they say.

Details | Verse | |

A Child Within

The sensation of butterflies flying within
As your heart joyously sings
An Angelic being growing inside
As your growing tummy gets harder to hide

The bond with your baby already so strong
You pray that nothing will go wrong
The instinct of the Mother already working
For any dangers that may be lurking

Your tummy ripples, your baby has awoken
The love you feel needs not be spoken
Upon your tummy you place your hand
On the growing bump that continues to expand

What a wonderful, magical time to be alive
Harbouring a soul that intends to eventually arrive
Keeping baby safe, warm and protected
While the umbilical keeps you literally connected

Being in control of the life of another
Is a great privilege to any a Mother
Never take this role for granted, EVER
As the way you shape your child, goes on forever.

 ©copyright Juanita Torr

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Baby Wishes

Precious, life sustaining oxygen flows
No longer; linking chord tethering me
Severed, I lie upon hard cold table.

I see cloudy images--a table
Holds my angel mother. Sweet red blood flows
From soft nurturing nest once holding me.

Mommy, don’t discard your babe. Look at me!
Life can be saved. An abortion table
Should not separate with death our love flows.

Love flows away. Save me from this table.

July 17, 2014

Details | Free verse | |

This is How I have Come to Fade!

This is how I come to fade!
oh baby I once loved you.
oh I once loved you!!

My heart is aching for you, now.

My love for you cries out!
it cries out!

oh oh this is the way you have made me.
This is the way I have come to fade.

Oh baby I once loved you.

Details | Free verse | |

My Baby

A gift like no other gift, 
one that can't be bought
a precious human being, 
deserving the right to live
to exist as we all do, 
but sometimes it just doesn't
happen that way,

A baby of no harm, 
a baby of no sins
a baby of pure love, 
and only innocence

Tender moments, 
carrying wishes
everyday misses

Sitting there all alone, 
even though 
I was surrounded,
by others

While wondering, 
why it may be
that I am made to suffer,

Wanting nothing more,
but to die
inside and out,

Things happen for a reason,
so I was taught
I'll never know the reason,
but I'll always feel the loss

The loss of my child,
my baby was taken
away from me,
and there is no reason

I constantly ask myself,
why did this happen?
what did I do wrong?

I asked God to save my baby,
to protect us both
I remain here,
but my baby is gone

It seems as if, my whole world,
just fell apart
and all I could do,
was sit back and watch it happen

I found myself, 
feeling lonely
needing someone, 
anyone to hold me

All I could do was cry,
I had to cry, for the sake of myself
for the sake of my baby,
for the sake of my heart
I had to weep

I cried and cried aloud,
hoping to be heard
please father, 
I'll do whatever you want
you have my word,
just please save my baby

I bled so much, 
had so much pain
denied to myself, 
everything would be okay

Crying and pleading,
praying and weeping
became an everyday routine,
it was so hard to believe
this was happening to me,

It's not over yet,
it never will be
everyday and every night,
it's in my memory...

(March 1998)
My sweet baby
you will always be with me...

Details | I do not know? | |


Its mysteries
Its wonders
Babies born
New friends
New enemies
Adults pushing their   
Threw their 
Too many
Not enough people
2 b their victims
Aids, STDS, too many
Things that can kill humans
TOO many
So many controlling
People when will they learn
Selfish, greedy, kind, considerate
Isolated, content , heartrending, mad ,hopeless
Wanting better
Wishing dead
Wanting a 2nd chance
Behind bars 5-life
Cut off from life
Not 1 family member
2 go 2
Make a mistake
Run 2 your rich father
Or mother
Not having a care in the world
So dim –witted 2 drop
Out of school
At the age 10
Wats is left of your life
U have no education to persuade your dream
Stuck can’t even get a job at Burger  King
U have so much knowledge but
Wat do u do with it nothing 
Making not even minimum wage 
Not enough 2 support your family
So burned in the head 
Give your baby up for adoption
Leave your baby with a hole in their heart
Giving up not accomplishing
Not enough strength 2 keep on
U just need an extra push, faith
Learning 2 4give &4get
Swearing to your self u will never
4give or 4get
Hating that they left u with contempt
Promising u will never cry
Nor put your head down &give up
Life can mean so many things
But it is the eyes u see it threw

Details | Elegy | |


                                        Elegy to Child Lost

                                 Passion's love oft tempts despair
                                 Casts a prideful cosmic dare--
                                 Like Prizing Joy's most intimate caress
                                 Babe snug beneath a mother's breast

                                Senses at this time are keen
                                There's no secret kept between
                                Loving mother, wriggling babe--
                                Wanted , dreamed of, much delayed
                                But entwined twin was also loved--
                                Some say Nature's method proves
                                That one twin may give all to mate---
                                But this fatal sacrifice must decimate.

                                Only mother's eyes would feel babe's smiles--
                                or sense those legs that wandered miles
                                And daring feet that danced in tunes while
                                Arms swam in gentle Celtic croons.

                                When babe vanished--not  a sound.
                                Mother 's grief was not allowed.
                                Tempted so to trail behind
                                Escaping shattered troubled mind. 

                                Squelching sorrow's hungry arms
                                She Tried erase babe's fluttering charms
                                Never spoke of-- never mourned.
                                By her husband she was warned
                                Was best forget a child so early lost--
                                Funerals, gravestones--such a cost--

                                But the years have called babe near,
                                Mother's journal writ in tears:
                                'Please forgive my selfish heart.
                                Repressed from all --this tragic part
                                I felt your sacrificial act--
                                You left your cherished twin intact'.

                                There is no law of random acts
                                Doctors examine data facts
                                It may be --that in the womb
                                When both spring flowers cannot bloom
                                One bold twin refrains to eat
                                Compels the other to complete
                                Hardy growth that life requires---
                                Sparks survival's crucial hours.

                                Not an accident 'tis sure--
                                Boldest spirits blossom pure.

Victoria Anderson-Throop ©

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She will not be like you

Yeah true she might not be flesh of my flesh or a product of my seed, i may not have carried her in my womb for 9 months but that don't mean I didn't succeed. because  u will never be more of a mother than I've proven to be. U will never fill my shoes or be able to
 Walk the path that I lead. She means more to me then u ever would she will be more of a woman then u ever could. Although we will never have the same blood run through our veins or the same letters spell out our last name, that doesnt make me any less relevant, matter fact just the opposite because that makes me even more prevalent. The fact that I could take on this child with nothing handed to me but a barely empty baby bag but i did it all not for u but because I could never deny a childs innocence because of your stupidness, or neglect a childs needs, the needs that u never could even see. She too nieve to have been brought up any other way then protected and loved and i refused to have her stay wit u and suffer because u didn't have your head right too preoccupied with u and your loser mans life that u didn't appreciate the gift that god gave u in order to change,  u threw away the only life line that could ever save your name. If you had done right by her u could of claimed that title  but because the worlds drugs and games got the best of u, u will never be entitled. u will never have any rights u will never hurt this child. Because I would die before Id ever let your influence turn her in to a abuser a loser a liar, before she will ever be a whore a freak before u will ever bring her into a world of prostitution and cheats she will never follow in your steps and be so lazy, so your words on me as a person will never faze me cuz I know what I've done I've seen what she came from and I guareentee her life will be a clean one. You will have no part in having her follow in your footsteps by being used and abused by the same type of worthless men that you've fall victim to. Cuz u chose to repeatedly lay on your back and give all the power to a man, rather then have a spine that was worthy to defend. She will never succumb to the same objects of your defeat. She is worthy of so much more than u ever will be. And that's only because she learned how to be a woman from me! U will never be worthy of calling yourself a mother to the smart independent and strong woman, that she will some day grow to be because I take responsibility for that and I only have wishes that she is not like....but yet better than even me. That she never have any needs that she'd have to rely on any one else for, she will never live off the system in order to pay her bills because she will be a well developed perfectly capable and functioning woman living by her own means making her own rules. Cuz I made it all possible I've given her the tools to be able to go out in the world and succeed and never be used, know that she will surpass every bad decision u chose to do. Because after all her real mama didn't raise no fool!

Details | Epitaph | |


written 28th oct 2012

You were never seen by us, that privilege sadly was not for us 
  an extravagance we were overwhelmed by, the thought of your embrace  
The entire twelve weeks you were a joy to have known, even 'without' being seen 
 hearing about you're arrival, was a blessing at the time you were conceived
For life hadn't been easy and we had all asked God, we even plea'd 

We wait upon the day, you will finally meet us 
 having the honour to love and learn with you, saddly not for us
It brakes my heart as you part, you had already embeded love into my heart
 Just knowing we will now...forever be kept apart

God has other plans for your love that's so strong, blessing us from the start
 we continually pray, maybe he'll deside to let you stay around
But the intense pain of tears and loss, are constantly falling all around
 just let it be known, we all desperately wanted you to become part of us
We all will love you for eternity, you are now forever one of us,
 although it was only for a very slight second, it was better than never
You are from this day on, embedded into our hearts forever...
   the impact you have left 'unborn young one'' my beloved grandchild....
                                  "Angel" 2012

Details | I do not know? | |


written 10th Aug 2013

I am God's child, first and forever
I am known by many different titles, a daughter
I am a wife
I am a mother
I am a grandmother
I am a poet
I am by several ways, known as a sister
I am an acquaintance
I am a loyal friend
I am a stranger
I am a cousin
I am an Auntie
I am a niece
But who is this person, they all call "Denise?"

She is a child to God
She is a niece
She is a cousin
She is a stranger
She is a loyal friend
She is an acquaintance
She is known to many, a sister
She is a poet
She is a grandmother
She is a mother
She is a wife
She is known as a daughter to many
She is everything, she'd ever dreamed her life to be....
She is happier than she ever imagined possible

Details | Shape | |


into darkness 
this life descends 
mired at death's door 
as its light steadily dims
these aweary bleached bones 
doth mourn once youthful days
when innocence pure o'er this soul
in blissful ignorance happily reigned
before time's ephemeral passing breath   
enshrouded this woebegone heart's moody
mangled reprobate impenitent suasible flesh
with ne'er a humble outcry nor ire forbearance
this lingering bemired e'er obstinate human clay 
whence forth engenders hope's demise since afore 
existence's perfect birth beyond its motherly womb   
till sufferings' midlife malefic spirits furtively abort 
its righteous life-giving journey heavenward bound 
an inward promise greedily denied by passion's fire
mere dust in blackness of darkness wholly effaced
from paradise lost to limbo's nonexistent embrace
this inflexible cursed soul henceforth forgotten
a preemie spirit resident to fields of silence

© Eugene Harvey

Details | Sestina | |

Death Undignified

The summer sun was high. The heat was oppressive.
A whalebone corset dug into my body's tender parts.
Peering from the shop, my hand touches the pane
of dearly brought glass it vibrates with the hoof-beat of riders.
The weak, blue-sky pales, clouding over with the dust. 
Children playing hoop, let it drop with an unheard clatter.

Inside Fort Laramie’s provisioner, Mrs. Dreary's dropped-plate clatters.
Outside, a thunder of hoofs race pell-mell through heat, oppressive.
“Indians!” Children run through the street's miasma of dust.
Folks in wagons and on horseback flee for other parts.
“Sioux,” I nod. Gunshots ring through the air savaging the riders.
The shopkeeper’s wife babe in arms runs up the stairs, baby screams in pain.

Arrow flights buzz by shattering the shop's window panes.
The Indians leap from horse back to tile roof raising a clatter.
Mr. Dreary reaches for his Sharp shooter and aims at the riders.
A cat’s eye marble falls from the toy display, a mundane oppression.
Dreary slams shut the door, shards of glass scatter, bullet parted.
“Mame, git away from that window! Gener’l Connor’ll kill me if y’ur dusted.”

My eyes, now black and hollow as a barn owl's, tear, full of dust.
“Damn heathens,” Mr. Dreary cusses as bullets fly through broken panes.
He pulls me behind him and opens the useless glass door. “Thop” an arrow parts
his scalp. He falls back, landing beside me,his spurs clattering.
The baby screams again. I turn to see Mrs. Dreary's oppressive
grip on the child. “He’s dead.” She says grabs the Sharp and kills the next rider.

The soldiers finally arrive and chase the mongrel band of riders.
Mrs. Dreary, babe in one arm, Sharp in the other, kicks the marble in the dust.
She walks through the door, out of one carnage into another type of oppression,
the soldiers are executing the Sioux braves. Children watch in pain.
Across the street a lone warrior perches. A roof tile clatters
to the dirt. His arrow flies and a soul is parted.

Falling with blind numbness, forward, down, parting
the water in the horse trough left for the riders.
My brass buttons and flint arrowhead scrape the tub clattering,
no one in the street notices my departing in the day's dust.
My open mouth fills with bile and the rancid taste of pain.
“How improper,” was my last lucid thought, truly oppressive.

A clatter of hoofs rocks my parting.
The oppression, of man against man leaves, with the riders.
Only dust and the pain of the living remain.

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One For Excuses Song on CD

Darling, I didn't aim to let you down, or to leave you lonely,
I also have a frown, baby you're not the only,
I meant to hurry home, and didn't mean to take so long,
I didn't realize time had flown, please forgive me if I wrong,                           

Honey, I'm not one for excuses,
But I'm so sorry with regret,
And my heart sure feels so useless,
For what you're not over yet,

I did say I'd be right back, I even called you on the phone,
And my heart didn't cut me any slack, when I heard the busy tone,
Please accept my apology, honey, I haven't lied,
And if you still won't talk to me...well, at least I know I've tried,

And I'm not one for excuses,
But I'm so sorry with regret,
And my heart sure feels so useless,
For what you're not over yet,

Darling, I didn't aim to let you down, or to leave you lonely,
I also have a frown, baby you're not the only,
I meant to hurry home, and didn't mean to take so long,
I didn't realize time had flown, please forgive me if I'm wrong,

No, I'm not one for excuses,
but I'm so sorry with regret,
And my heart sure feels so useless,
For what you're not over yet,
Yes, my heart sure feels so useless,
For what you're not over yet.

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Why do We do What we do do do

Where, oh where, is God? 
When will the man child stop …asking why
stop searching [endlessly] for the other, the greater, the bigger
the more glorious presence.

This constant need to see other than oneself as the source.
Even with a brain [and we know Frank Baum has told us 
only STRAW men don’t have brains] we refuse to SEE, 
refuse like a baby forced to eat mashed peas.
We make our children…are we their God’s? Hell no!

We name this Creator… for man is nothing if not a naming being…
[The father says DA..the baby says DA! Daddy says cat, baby says CAT!]
It cannot exist for us without a naming, a judgment, a categorizing..
We cannot GROK it [as Heinlein Christ character, Valentine Michael Smith 
illustrates for us in Stranger in a Strange Land].
For something, someone, has to have made us, yes? no?
Oh yes, and they had to consciously decide to make 
something as marvelously special as us, didn’t they? it?
* Please referr back to verse 2 line 5.

Where oh where is God? When will the man child stop,
stop searching for the teat, stop the blame game,
accept the responsibility for fouling His own nest.

Why does God have to look like us? 
Does everything we create look like us? [The light bulb, the car? poo?]
Does that mean there is NO prime genitor if He/she/it doesn’t look like us?
Wait..wait..all of Creation manifests differently, eco systems need diversity to
maintain homeostasis! 
Yet we bawl…like babies..WHY are You killing me!
Why must I die? What mutant child have you given me 
this spawn of Satan! 

This prime genitor, this God, this be all, end all, know all, BEING,
this omnipotent source either is outside or us? or inside of us?
or we are inside of it? And if it knows us not …
If like the amoeba, it simply divides to exist, absorbs to exist, excretes to exist.
Why do we insist on worshiping it? Does it Know us?
Does it know all of its creations including man?
Is it an active participant in its own creations?
Refer to the book of life, the planet earth, the solar system,
the structure of an atom …
Use the brain you were given 
for YOU are not a Straw Man.

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Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?

Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.

And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.

I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep. 

Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.

And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.

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True Hood

Let me tell you about, this girl I know, that has a heart colder than snow. She live's the life of the street's, that's all she know's, that's all she could be! She stay making move's... It's now time, to play the game by her own rule's! She drops out of school, in the tenth grade... Money is what she know's, money is what she made! Get's engage to the street's, tried of all the lame's, tried of the weak! Her life was remade, It's now time to pave a new way! Reborn... right from of the grave, of life! All chip's in... She just rolled the dice! Here come's new life... At the age of fifteen, here come's a new scene! Her first son was made... Now it's time to step up the game! Had three car's, all in her name... The car's was never legit, A chop shop, made all those serial number's fit! As her baby boy, had the Jordan's he couldn't even began to fit! Paying all the bill's, even the rent. Both brother's on the block,... for the crib, wouldn't get hot! A dopefiend dream, If you know what I mean! Living the scarface wife! Pushing key's of coke, rocking fur coat's! Going on boat ride's, with white guy's! Now the landlord, smoke's... Renting the Lexus, for a dub of coke! *****es envious, Nigga's is scarred! Fronting' pound's, to help nigga's get on! Baby's momma's, eating out of plams. Wishing they can take her on! Her baby daddy, is proud to have her on his arm! Living the life.... Coming from the project's, to owning, complex's. Strugling from being a minority, coming from society, living in poverty! ... Copping to Drug Court, while other's do, 2- 4! She's taking trip's, Living lavish, Looking flawless, Living hood rich! Devoted to the game, living all the hood fame! Putting, Erica Cane' to shame!.... My swagger so tight, It's cutting into you, like a knife! You can feel it swelling,..... Cause your girl "TWANNA" is so ....... "OVERWHELMING"...

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Welcome 2013

Well we are already a couple of months in so i just wanted to say welcome. 
this will be a new journey for the both of us, so i hope it will be awesome. 
I will try to write more than usual this year, I promise. :)
What would help tho if you readers would send me topics and stuff to help me write about things cuz my mind goes way faster than my fingers and i cant think of just one thing. lol. so thank you readers. plz comment and tell me your thoughts.

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A Vision of Existence - Baby Style

"A Vision of Existence - Baby Style" my eyes blink within a cushioned comfort zone fingers and toes cling to tender warm insides I tend to dream of bicycles when I birth flesh and bone or a pink doll house where a loving family abides. my swimming skills are limited as I lay in Mommy's womb one day I'll jump the high dive at the beach in a few months I'll push my way out of this vacuumed tomb to taste sweet fruits; my favorite will be peach. I dream of running round a baseball field on a sunny day or jumping rope or riding skates with friends sometimes, I wonder, how Mommy will hold me in her special way how Daddy will teach me great things where learning never ends. I know I'll have a nursery room with toys and books and games in the corner an awesome truck with cool fender am sure my parents are hard at work browsing baby names but I will have the last surprise revealing to them, my gender. *For Unborn Baby Dream by The Scribe

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RIP Baby "Angel"

Hush little baby, sleep in peace, and know
That one day will all meet, by your
Side will hold you high, until that day
Spread your wings, and be our Angel
In the sky, even though our question
Remains at why, the moment you left
Tears struck our eyes, Baby boy we
Hear you "Tell mommy and daddy not
To cry keep me safe in your Hearts"...
For my Baby nephew who lived 2hrs.

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Physically and Mentally Abuse

I was born in a world of poverty and soiled life of a third world country
The way I lived till I was five years of age was walls of boundary
These walls had towers of guards that had no heart or care
If a child would try to climb the wall they lose their life I swear

Father had drank and threatened my mother with a knife
My father lost his job and wife and that was the hardship of life
He stopped my mother from taking off with me in her arm
Hoping that my father would ignore and left me be with no harm

When my father went off to drink one night and came home with rage
My brothers stood by my crib and took a beating that set up the next stage
My father had woken up to three scared children half starved and in pain
His final words as he walk away from the orphanage gate live life do not go insane

I was still a baby in the orphanage; the caretakers did not really care about the babies
They stole items and materials those wicked men and maternal evil ladies
They starved all the babies because it cost a lot to keep them alive
As a child of that age I could feel the sins and greed that gave out bad vibes

I was ignorant about what I drank and ate, as I see white maggots move in my bottle
As I see them move I thought about how they were playing and some were hostel
They ate each other to keep each other alive in a manner that took me by surprise
In the back round I hear others throwing things with sounds of painful cries

I got very strong at a young age I was able to start pulling myself up over the cage
My feelings were to see my brothers with strong lungs that I cried out of rage
My two brothers came to see me and sneak food into my crib
The caretaker would find the food in my hands as they grabbed it and hit me on my ribs

As painful as it was I kept eating the food with blood in my mouth as it was instinct
I sometimes laid in my crib dazed and confused with smell of death so distinct
With all my might I kept myself strong and climb the small wall
I finally was old enough to get out of the building and I could hear my brothers call

With tears of joy with short legs that ran as fast as my heart
I ran to my brothers arms and held their hands to have a new start
I grew stronger everyday but more things came into my life in a manner of dismay
If my brothers stay by my side I could smile and everyday their would be okay

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When I was a baby you took me in
Hoping to give me your joy 
Because of what you didn’t get from within
You gave me the best of the material things
But what I needed most was your loving angel wings
I wish we could have been the best of friends
But instead of friends I became a dope fiend head
You was there as best you could be
Couldn’t understand what had such a stronghold over me
In no way I blame you for my messed up past
But after you died my heart became real sad
I remember how you fussed, huffed and would fight
In trying to bring your baby girl back right
You would prayed, you cried asking God why, oh why?
Can’t she see the pain and hurt in my eye?
But you kept your faith and wouldn’t give up
Knowing one day that God would take my dark cup
I lost it the day that you passed
But I thank God I was there at last
Even for only a short minute
I was by your side to give you your final salute
Oh I wish you was still here to see
All the values you had instilled into me
You may be gone and I confess that after you left
Again my life turned out into a big mess
But now things have changed
My life is no longer the same
I pray that you have forgiven me
For all the years I put you through so much misery
You can smile now looking down from heaven
I’m no longer acting like that child age of seven
God is doing great and wonderful things
Giving me peace, hope and joy that life brings
I miss you Mama your wonderful tender touch
I now appreciate the love that you give me so much!

Humbly Submitted Your Daughter:
Patricia Linda Gregory

Matthew 5:4
Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.


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The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.

21 February 2013

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Tiny Hands Of Love

                                    On tiny hands of innocence sweet
                                    A baby bird sits perched to eat
                                    While tiny hands remain still
                                    The scene is so surreal
                                    Baby bird flies home 
                                    Taking prints of
                                    Tiny hands
                                    Big love

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With Dignity and Respect

Anton walked past the schoolyard
Where basketball, years ago, was the everyday norm.
But, all had changed in this poor boy’s life
To the point that things won’t be the same.
He, now, maintains this school
And accepts the insolence of the 
Students as they sneer at him
Because once, he had a shot. 

He was a good student and athlete,
The road looked like it was paved in gold.
He met this girl that would change his life.
They dated 3 months when she said
That she was pregnant and he,
Yes he, was the only one.
Anton was raised with dignity and respect
And knew no other road to take
Except the road of responsibility.

Now, at 19, this baby in the world
Has a baby to take care of, to raise.
Anton, has proven himself to be a man,
a man willing to accept and endure.
No greater man ever existed.
He’s raising his child with dignity and respect
With his dreams being
That one day his son doesn’t
Make the same mistakes he’s made.

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Unborn baby, is dreaming

My unborn baby is dreaming, I feel the kicks
I can see the hand print, my stomach is moving
I wanna see your dreams, feel if your happy inside
Satisfy with all I do, on the outside, baby don't cry
My innocent, tiny beautiful soul, I holding your heart
Mommy feels you, while I sleep, and dream of you
Dreaming flowers and birds, so you may sleep at peace
I read you a book or sing you a song, so you may be at ease
Relax in your cascade, so I may hold you in my arms
Making your dreams, my dreams, our dreams
Unborn baby, is dreaming, I feel the kicks

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In Utero

                                                          Baby girl
                                              Fashioned by God's hand
                                                          You are a
                                                 Miracle in the making
                                                     A priceless jewel

                                                        Precious life
                                                 Cradled in the womb
                                                         So fragile
                                                        So amazing
                                               So perfect in every way
                                                      You are loved  

Inspired by observing the ultrasound of my granddaughter.
Entered in Rick Parise's "A Poem (old) that you love that placed
10th in another contest."

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Missing Children

When children are taken from your life,
It is very devastating in so many ways to us all,
Some people say it is your fault,
To have the problems you have,
You have caused the distruction,
Of your own family in so many ways,
And you need to start making your own,
Correct choices in life to straighten things out,
For maybe then your children will,
Return back to you at your home where they belong,
For you to love and watch them grow,
So take things day by day,
And try to correct the steps you have made,
To where you can complete each task there is,
To bring your precious children back home,
To where they belong for you to love and charish them,
As a mother and father should,
Holding them each day they need you,
So you never get forgotten,
Each and every day of their wonderful lives.

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Love me tonight girl we won't meet again ,
Don't fight the feeling cause love ain't a sin,
Let your body decide what it does,
It's okay baby, ha ha ha ha,
Let your body decide what it does ,
It's okay baby cause everybody ****s,
I know it's straight to the point,
But I'd rather be straight up and straight forward,
Instead of playing with your heart and your mind,
Games are waste of time, now we can do the nasty,
And do what the do and see what the does,
Either we gonna love what we do to each other,
Or just let it be what it was,
No harm, no foul, no commitment, no vows,
Maybe a contract or two,
But by that time I'm already tired of the way you like it, oh,
And let your body decide, exactly what it does,
But it's no secret baby, everybody fücks,
I know you don't do these type of things on the first night,
We both know it's wrong but fück it cause it feels right,
I know you don't do these type of things on the first night,
We both know it's wrong but fück it cause it feels right,
Love me tonight girl we won't meet again,
Don't fight the feeling cause love ain't a sin,
Let your body decide what it does, it's okay baby,
Let your body decide what it does,
It's okay baby cause everybody fücks,
Now I can hear your body calling me,
Tell me what it is, what's gon be,
Only got one night cause I'm...,
Lil mama is a bad one, ain't she? 
Maybe she might be a little timid,
Love when I get it,
Or I might even give a text when I'm finish,
Been doing all this talking, let's get it,
And you can tell me what you wanna do,
I guarantee you can do that,
Or you can teach me like a thing or two,
But I bet you I already knew that,
So one night one time baby girl,
Let's take this chance,
We ain't trying to be love strung,
But I know that Everybody ****s,
I know you don't do these type of things on the first night,
We both know it's wrong but fück it cause it feels right,
I know you don't do these type of things on the first night,
We both know it's wrong but fück it cause it feels right,
Love me tonight girl we won't meet again,
Don't fight the feeling cause love ain't a sin,
Let your body decide what it does, it's okay baby,
Let your body decide what it does,
It's okay baby cause everybody ****s,
Let your body go, let your feeling show,
Say what's on your mind, I already know,
I can read your eyes, see your body sign,
(Every sign you give baby) with a little bump and grind,
Nothing wrong, with a little bump and grind,
Baby there ain't nothing wrong, with a little bump and grind,
There ain't nothing wrong, with a little bump and grind,
Baby there ain't nothing wrong, with a little bump and grind,
Love me tonight girl we won't meet again,
Don't fight the feeling cause love ain't a sin,
Let your body decide what it does, it's okay baby,
Let your body decide what it does,
It's okay baby cause everybody ****s,
Believe that believe that baby,
Everybody ****s…

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Cheers Love

cheers to us and the many places we have been
here is to us the lions relaxing in their dens
three cheers for the memories our lives will never be the same
one thing to remember we have only ourselves to blame
as we toasted a small want filtered out through my face
I again didn't surface untill that want became fate
possabilities begain to surface as my concious ran vain
I once again wanted to reclaim you for my mate
my emotions hurtfully started a small pain in my side
I felt my thoughts were thrashed about openly 
caught outside of my mind, played upon surgicaly
so they matched the pain in my side, the ones I was trying to hide
so heres a toast to approaching this openly getting caught in the tide
I feel so mischievious again wanting to be your bride

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The Jigsaw Puzzle of my Life

One big happy family is an understatement at best
A mother whose devotion has built this frenzied nest
A morbid sense of humor, dedicated to our throne
Without our main piece of this puzzle, our fate would be unknown

Our father he’s a comedian, in every sense of the word
His selflessness and compassion; feeling invisible, not heard
Cussing and ranting at the simplest tasks in life
Never thinking of himself; only his children, grand-children and wife

The oldest sibling out of three is a hard-working soul
An entrepreneur in every sense always achieving his goals
Passive and lenient his family comes first, always giving his time
Working seven days a week well within his prime

The middle child and only daughter stuck between two “boys”
Never feeling appreciated; trying to fill a void
First in the family to go to college; becoming educated and well known
Still searching for her sense of belonging; even though she’s all grown

The baby of the family and that baby still remains
With his lack of responsibility and spending what he gains
The heart of a lion; very strong and very brave
Just a tad bit naïve in life, just waiting to be saved

Four grandsons and eight grand-daughters keep the puzzle in tact
Non-stop adventures and activities; always running within a pack
One has gone off to college; the remainder will follow her lead
Instilling values upon our children; always teaching them to succeed

Our children are our future and our family may be a little inane 
But for one to have a finished puzzle, one must first experience pain
Our puzzle is completed; the pieces are all a perfect fit
This jigsaw puzzle we have created, is a piece of history to submit 

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                             The Apple PASTURE

Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture.
Were once was and all well meet.
A pure and dear site.
Where silver reflection cover the still waters that holds the golden
grains of morality and the grazing souls lie young amounce no stars.
Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture
Were winds smell of melon and the trees whisper spring corals in the mellow dark and best of light and time creeps into no tomorrow.


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Generation XXX

Generation XXX
(Another Name for Gen Y(My Generation)

Beer goggles and Whiskey Rivers,
Pain numbing remedies that exude depression,
Marijuana oxygen and pain killer shivers,
Innocent faces with devilish expression,
Blood red eyes with cocaine explanations,
White lies, cooked up in haste, 
For the aforementioned, sell your feelings for a taste!

Young lady, young lady, impossible to find,
What has become of “Daddy’s Little Girl?”
Grew up as billboard, all body and no mind,
Succumbed to degradation just to fit in this world,
Princess? No More!
With bitter wounds and sans support,
Responds to “bxxch” labeled as “whore”
Sex for poison and sex for sport!

Young man, young man, could you bear to walk alone?
With choreographed legs and clay molded spine?
Quoting the majority, speaking with your friends’ tone,
Holding onto shirttails while blindly disregarding lines,
Unprotected sex just to help you feel alive,
Forced to buy diapers with the pennies you have earned,
From one into intoxicated night you did not want to be deprived,
Came a baby by a girl whose name you had to learn!

Young lady, Young man, both working like a slave,
To provide for a family that neither wished to know,
They scream as their dreams get sealed within a grave,
Essential sacrifices because the baby has to grow,
A self-destructive generation, corrupted and vexed,
Generation Y, is Generation XXX

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Never seen such a sexy girl in my life

Never felt inside so much love before
Never seen such a pretty girl for sure
Baby I want to love you more and more
Never felt inside so much love before

Never seen such a sexy girl in my life
If I could make you my wife baby my wife
Baby you can make me work nine to five
Never seen such a sexy girl in my life

Never seen such styles the dresses you wear
I will love you always baby I swear
I want you so much I have got no fear
Never seen such styles the dresses you wear

Never seen so much love in those eyes
My heart is happy but my eyes cry
Song is in soul when the music dies
Never seen so much love in those eyes

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A Bubble Blown Up With Breath

I will tell of love in fourteen short lines
Remember when you chipped bone in kneecap
So much pain for you and me nothing fine
Knee pain for you for me nausea trap

You had surgery, nausea had me
One baby in arms another womb bound
When you came home, total care you no glee
Beside chamber nausea vomit round

Daily existence for weeks ugly trap 
Baby, husband's care between nausea
Holding baby my only relief gap
Situation had me deep undersea

Love is deep when one gives beyond their strength
Giving beyond the call of duty is youngth

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Shadows, Reflections, and Memories

In the womb 
A baby grows 
Listening to her mother’s voice 
Soothing her 
She smiles and moves 
Little does she know 
What her future holds 
The day arrives 
She is born 
Wrapped tight and cradled by her mother 
Looking up at her mother 
Who wears an exhausted smile 
The baby is comforted 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
As she grows 
Her mother tends to her 
Feeding, changing, rocking, singing 
All out of love for her little girl 
The baby coos and cries 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
Some years pass 
The daughter falls and skins a knee 
The mother is there 
With a kiss and band-aid 
And all is okay 
Little does she know 
What her future holds 
Soon its time for school 
The daughter cries 
Not wanting her mother to leave 
Finger-paints, songs, the alphabet, counting 
Her mother hangs all on the fridge, proud 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
Before long she is a teenager 
Her life epically changing 
High school drama, boys, grades, clubs 
Barely does she see her mother 
Who raised and loved her so 
Little does she know 
What her future holds 
The day comes to kiss good-bye 
Tears streaking mother and daughter faces 
An adult now the daughter struggles 
Missing her mother, wishing she were there 
Calling everyday and regretting earlier years 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
Little does she know, 
That as she grew, 
She grew apart from her mother, 
Little does she know, 
That still and no matter what 
Her mother will always love her 
Little does she know, 
That as she ages 
She will always need her mother 
Little does she know, 
How much her mother truly did 
How much her mother truly loves her 
Little does she know, 
She will one day wish 
She were exactly like her mother 
Strong, loving, guiding 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
What her purpose in life is 
But as long as she can be like her mother 
She knows life will okay 
That she will succeed.

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What If Christmas Never Came

What If… Christmas Never Came??? What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble! We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton 12/05/11

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In My Community

Our Ancestors fought to the death,
Just so we can live a brighter day,
So before you light up that blunt of meth,
Think about what you’re giving away,
It was a glad day in history when Obama rose to victory,
The first black president was all we knew,
Dark skin is in!
Haven’t you heard?
That even in our community, 
You can get burned,
It’s a sad day when people would rather stay home and “Crank That Amber Cole”,
Than get up and run to a poll,
In our community,
Rockin’ Luis V is better than having a college degree,
And teen pregnancy is not only a trend,
But the single motherhood that follows should end,
Young girls learn of a wonderful prince to take them away,
Nothing should change thought their mothers prince didn’t stay,
And as the tears fade away,
She grows stronger every day,
In our community,
Fighting is no longer a word,
You argue with someone and shots are heard,
Girls showing places the sun don’t show,
So how do they expect the community to grow?
Where love is a figment of imagination,
Making a young child question her creation,
Young mothers would rather buy the iPhone 5,
Then satisfy her baby’s cries,
While her new man’s eye,
Wander up another girl’s thighs,
In our community,
Where #team dark skin vs #team light skin,
Makes others not love the skin they’re in,
Love, lust, hate, and trust,
Giving a rose on Valentine’s Day is no longer a must, 
Where bad is good and good is bad,
Who would think to see their grandmother sad?
Her hurt and pain,
Shows how our community has lost everything her parents fought to gain.

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For Men Everywhere One Billion Rising

1 Billion Rising.

For Men Everywhere.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!


Stop the abuse!

Of grand-daughters,

all women.


Listen to the voices!

Of grand-daughters,

all women.


Think of how you treat,


all women.


Act now to change yourself!

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

stops when you stop,

the violence,
the abuse,
the rape.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

is perpetrated by,



all men.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

stops when us men stop,

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

today, now.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

Details | Free verse | |



Seeking a better life and with chance at hand, our new life awaits
Wife hires on as servant, daughter and I stowaway as it departs
Our life's dreams sail on the USS Titanic, a new future to create 
daughter and I conceal ourselves while wife toils with bunk-mates

We would change places to stay warm from bitter cold and storm
my young baby I wrapped up tight, this kept her warm to my delight
We count days till our new home, I worry and pray my wife is warm
A few days passed till that night I awoke in sheer terror and fright

Hearing metal tear, as cries and screams begin a siren sounds above
We're in warmth deep beneath the decks I grab my joy to face regret
We're not far from mom, I push and shove to get her one deck above
The time is short as I open door, to reveal wife's tears, glad to see, yet

to escape I tie a rope about our waists for in this flight can't separate
Then we begin our quest to the night air knowing we're 5 decks below
scaling 2 decks with speed, all converge but keep moving can't hesitate
Baby in hand we drag and claw moving to air, all moving with the flow

One more flight of stairs to fresh air, I take wife's hand to lead her their
Ship tilts as we get through door to sky then falling down into the night
A sudden jerk as rope catches pipe saving us as others fall in pairs
with bitter cold and death insight, I plan again how to win this fight

A mans wool coat 4 feet above I grab his coat as life slips from hope
Wrapping about my baby and wife, for warmth, in this my last night
Water rising swiftly only a few feet below, I swing wife and cut rope
Their flight to the ocean, as I follow them into the icy cold midnight

We find each other in this dark abyss, then fight to swim to life
We reach trash still afloat raising wife and babe to safety I cover tight
death assured in my last fight I tie raft to boat and tell my loving wife
I love you both fight to save your lives, as I sink from view in the night

Hours passed her body heat spent, pulls to boat in her last attempt
She wraps baby in all the clothes and begs they save her from my fame
Her baby safe as she can plan she cuts the rope with this last lament
When you all survive, let all who ask know my sweet daughter's name

This is a fictional account of the youngest survivors journey to safety, Elizabeth Gladys Dean

Details | Light Poetry | |


          His favorite stuff toy, he refused
      Then with a chocolate he also said: "No"
 A cone of ice cream, his milk, the more he cried
       Oh my poor little baby still weeping

        Bending down unto my knees, I did
    No talk but merely looking to his eyes
         Swooping him gently to my arms
    As I sway him lightly sweetly left to right

             His rattleness began to slow
         Gradually, his sobs turned to sniffs
         As I hear, "mama" he softly speaks
Then there, my baby coos and smile at me

8:23 pm

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Details | ABC | |

a true loyal mother

you are a true loyal mother
 never forsaking me always keeping the god in me never letting the promise died out of me always asking god to watch over me. Always providing for me and always loving me and encouraging me always supporting me never let the integrity die out of me always fulfilling the promise that god have for me .
you are a true loyal mother
you carried me for 9 moths and gave birth to me and always provided for me when I looked in your eyes when I was a baby I connected with you. You prayed for me asking the angels to watch over me and you fed me when I was hungry you wipe the tears off my eyes when I needed you. You sing to me when I needed to go to sleep you took good care of me when I couldn't take care of myself you are a true loyal mother
 never forsaking me always keeping the god in me never letting the promise died out of always providing for me and always loving me and encouraging me always fulfilling the promise that god have for me.
you are a true loyal mother
you carried me for 9 moths and gave birth to me and always provided for me when I looked in your eyes when I was a baby I connected with you. You prayed for me asking the angels to watch over me and you fed me when I was hungry you wipe the tears off my eyes when I needed you. You sing to me when I needed to go to sleep you took good care of me when I couldn't take care of myself 
you are a true loyal mother
when my father forsake me and neglect me you raise me as a single black mother you watch over me and took care of me when I was a baby  and now you see me graduating out of college you raise a woman out of a girl you raise a man out of a boy you taught me how to appreciate life and you taught me how to love life you are a true loyal mother
you are a

Details | Ballad | |

The Seagull

The seagull

In the winter light she limps through
Frozen snow on the frozen ground
In the deepest night the starlight
Guides her back to the colder town

Baby, baby bunting
Mummy’s gone a ****ing
Gone to fetch a wheelie bin
To bin her baby bunting in.

I don’t want my wife to find me talking to you as if I care
Can I take you somewhere warmer?
I know somewhere I’ll take you there

How the clouds hold the snow.
Up above our heads a seagull
Flies across the storm.
Snowflakes slit his skin like razors
Next to me that bastard’s warmer.

Out on the moor where the sheep are buried
By the barn door lay the babe I carried

And the icicles are forming
And the bicycles are frozen
Down the street there goes the chosen
Up his bum there goes the bosun

And the misery and torment 
Are the only things for what you’re meant
Can you pay me back what I lent
I don’t wanna get my head bent. 

The trawler trails the gulls
into the harbours arms again
The seamen spill into the alleys
Waiting for the great adventure.

Details | Free verse | |

I want to be free to be me

I want to be free to be me

I do not want to be anyone else.

I like me.

I love who I am.

I just want to be at peace with God and put my past behind me.

I want to live in the Present and enjoy my life.

I want to meet some handsome guy yes one special handsome guy and go on dates and be able to have some fun and enjoy my free time.

I want to take nice long walks outside to be one with Nature and get my exercise at the same time.

I’d love to maybe go walking around at the mall sometimes too!

I want to get married one day and I want a beach wedding in the Caribbean.

I’ll be 32 soon and my biological clock is ticking I want a baby girl or baby boy.

Maybe twins?

Details | Free verse | |

Set Me Free

There was a baby happy and free
The apple of the eye of his family
Playing around and hiding in the trees
Whoever thought it’s his last smile they see

Through the darkness of the jungle came
Man-devils whose creation God is to blame
Cut the kid down with lethal shots
His body ripped like a shattered earthen pot

I was the one who led those men
Swooping down from our mountain den
Snuffing out the little flame of his life
My mind, since then, is full of strife

The mother came with her eyes in tears
The sight sent my body into shivers
The boy in her arms looked full of life
The hole in his heart told me it was a lie

The mother laid the baby on my lap and cried
Is this my baby, the one who died?
You’re the one who killed him, you devil in disguise
May Gods curse you, may heavens you despise

Lord! Why did I make this grave mistake?
Why was it this kid whose life I had to take?
Why did I take a life when I cannot give?
Do I have anymore right to live?

I cried tears of guilt and pain
And gave the grieving mother my gun
I told her relieve me of my misery
Kill me before I kill again

The mother said with a sad smile on her face
You have sinned and punishment you must face
But killing you would only set you free
And I will be the culprit to your family

You will suffer everyday of your life
You will bleed lots more than my little child
You will burn in the self hating fire of hell
You will die everyday and live to tell

That day on I’ve cried a million tears
Hating myself for all these years
There’s nothing I can do to escape this hell
I feel I am falling into an endless well

God! I cannot ask for forgiveness please
I cannot ask for salvation
All I ask for is to set me free
From this dreary life full of misery

Details | Haiku | |

Play with doves

After long day`s play
with doves ,they fly in the light
Let`s rest in the love

Details | Free verse | |


                                                  I mesmerize 
                                                  You tantalize                                                      
                                              Baby your fun size
                                        So let me bask in you sun rise
                           slowly but yet roughly surf your smooth thighs, 
                          as we greet each others soul dancing in the flame
                                       of our eyes as we mesmerize 
                                                      in the play
                                                       in the lay
                                   that our tenders stimulate and amplify 
                                                     the moment 
                                     I gaze in to your appalling sunrise, 
                                                just you and me free,
                                                      he and she
                                             no shades on my eyes, 
                                                  bravely staring in
                                                    your sunrise 
                                                  hitting the bank, 
                                                     the shore of 
                                                  your fluffy inside, 
                       like pillow fights at night, guiding my long black stripe,
                       into you wet dark night, we take flight as ecstasy ignites
                      in between your slim tender tight, I am the man tonight she
                   said baby you can sleep over tonight, I say yes baby ok then we
                        can lay back on fluffy pillows and watch a boxing fight,
                 She asks whats the cab number again. LOL why is every thing alright?
                                          What its just a boxing fight!!!

Details | Dramatic monologue | |


You do not expect me I am going to describe the stands
Or the moon that is reflected on the river's water
Or the ghostly tribes running along Winnibigoshishi Lake,
Up to the Shakopee and down to the Sioux City,
But the holdings and the last fragrances
Thatt have been grown along my Mississippi Nights.

Since my childhood, no shadows, no scarlet
Has been broken, and back I go:
I was five years old, teeny and dark, so beautiful around my mother's arms,
All proud and bough, and I sung all summer
As I was watching my Mississippi Nights.

Long tales as they had been told through the stripped dance 
And drowsy learning, yet it already has been  told by wrinkled faces,
And by those toothless mouths, that arisen sun has gone,
In such fashion of pain and smoke,
But no one could tell me after the long ceremony
How beautiful and still my Mississippi Nights.

From the South to the North; from Granite Falls to
Prairies Island, I knew every stone and leaf, the flavor
Of the smokes and shine, the cute young Indian girls
Who were best known, that by June 
I fell and hit -- even though I was skinny and dumb --
Every girl in delight but there was nothing like than my Mississippi Nights.

As a man now so unique and coward!
From whom I have got no Indian Blood Left,
Princely I bent. Not to risen against the Great Spirit
Even perhaps by pain and love I should say
But I was still looking at myself through my Mississippi Nights.

Graceful and healthful to the tradition I call you too my strong boy.
Along with my Indian woman, now fifty-two, and caring spring she has before;,
Through the lower Sioux, and the higher St. Cloud and beyond,
And somewhat south and north, I must demand
To myself to see once more my Mississippi Nights.

Details | Rhyme | |

No Room

 In the womb there was no room 
 for a babe to thrive and bloom. 

 By the will of God conceived, as 
 a regretful burden perceived 

 by a single mom who can't comprehend 
 generational blessings she's chosen to end. 

 Angry tears drip down. Who could care? 
 She feels so trapped, but the clinic is there. 

 "It's not human yet," "You'll feel relieved." 
 Each familiar-as-Hitler lie is believed. 

 As time elapses, the loss has begotten 
 trauma and shame that won't be forgotten. 

 In the womb there was no room. 
 The chamber of life became an empty tomb. 


 In the inn there was no room
 for the babe in Mary's womb. 

 By the spirit of God conceived, 
 in a filthy manger received 

 to a virgin mother whose eyes behold 
 the very Savior the prophets foretold! 

 With joyful tears, she praises the Lord. 
 Though fearful, she chooses to trust His word, 

 believing her Jesus' blood sacrifice 
 would pardon her sin and give her new life. 

 His cruel death was mocked, but Jesus is risen 
 for generations of sinners, forever forgiven! 

 In the inn there was no room. 
 From the chamber of death, rose life from the tomb!

Details | Rhyme | |

What is Christmas Really About

Quickly is coming Christmas day,
Perhaps you ponder with dismay
Amidst the shopping and the shouts,
What is Christmas really about?
Is it about reindeer and elves,
The gifts we wish for ourselves?
Is it about wrapping paper and bows,
Stockings stuffed with goodies clear to the toes?

Is it about family, friends, and feast,
The smell of bread baking rising with yeast?
About trees, lights, and cute decorations,
Parties, eggnog, and celebrations?

These commodities make the holiday bright,
But something else is required to make it right;
For Christmas is not about programs and costumes worn,
But about a miraculous baby that was born.

About Mary and Joseph, man and wife,
Who came to Bethlehem pregnant with life.
No room was left for them in the inn,
Shelter was found in a cattle pen.

The time of her delivery would not waiver,
In that stable she experienced labor.
Born into a place smelling of manure,
Christ arrived our salvation to assure.

Nearby shepherds tending flocks by night
Were startled by a glorious light.
Angels while seeking to calm their fear
Came proclaiming this event of cheer.

Told of a birth of a baby boy,
A king, a savior, who would bring joy.
His mission was one of peace,
From our sins to bring release.

Then with haste they went with glee,
Marveled at what they did see;
Found him in a manger yet filled with glory
Then left with excitement to tell his story.

So as we gather this December
May this jingle help us remember,
Christmas is not about dear old Santa Claus
But about the Christ who saves us from our flaws.

Details | Rhyme | |


The tiny sprouts, so fragile yet so strong Slowly, ah! so softly, tearing away earth's crust, they grow along... A new life emerges with the same subtle strength A separate entity poised to span its life's length A brave yet delicate little bundle of joy Mother weeps ecstatic tears caressing her so-tender a tiny toy The day rolls into night and back again to a new day Tirelessly with her tender care, she goes about her way Latching for the first feed to many-a soiled nappy Engrossed in self less devotion for off-spring she seems so happy Ceaseless flow of her tender love, soothe of her tender touch Always her little baby, through our life mother's tender love we cherish too much! When starry eyes wander in wonderlands dreamily Humming the tune of first love, youth feels heavenly Soft music, red roses and the first blush of romance Enticing intense eyes and their unforgettable lasting glance Underneath the starlit dome nubile lovers meet Submerged neck-deep in love, skipping a few heart beats Entwining embrace, with much tenderness the uniting kiss Partaking soulful from ocean of passion, taste the divine bliss A soul mate for quenching the longing thirst of sweet desires To fan the flames, tender embers igniting sparkling fires Life time vow of loving togetherness, a promising hand's warm hold Bearing the brunt of life's storms, gracefully, tenderly in love, to grow old! Yesha Shah For Gail Doyle's "Tender Years" contest 8th dec 2012

Details | Lyric | |


You’re a thunderstorm
Always coming on strong and coming on fast
I wanna hold you baby
But, baby how long can that really last?
Can I tame your heart?
Do I even wanna to try?
That would mean changing you
And if you changed, then I would die

You see…
It’s like chasing lightning 
And trying to hold tight
If you’d just let me, baby
Then maybe, baby, I might
Oh yeah, 
But there’s 
No holding 
Onto lightning

You’re a hurricane force
Always building up speed and running around
I wanna stop you baby
Or at least, somehow, try to slow you down
But, can I stop that rain?
Do I even wanna to try?
I’d be going against your nature
And that would make me die

You see…
It’s like chasing lightning 
And trying to hold tight
If you’d just let me, baby
Then maybe, baby, I might
Oh yeah, 
But there’s 
No holding 
Onto lightning

I gotta let you run your course
can’t ever try to stop your force
Cause, baby, if I were to even try
I’d stop what makes you, you and baby I would die

You see…
It’s like chasing lightning 
And trying to hold tight
If you’d just let me, baby
Then maybe, baby, I might
Oh yeah, 
But there’s 
No holding 
Onto lightning

Details | Rhyme | |

What If Christmas Never Came

What If… Christmas Never Came??? What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton

Details | Light Poetry | |


First second of knowing to be a womans most precious gift.
9 months to life’s greatest joy.
A precious little bundle makes its appearance
Those beautiful eyes
Lack of sleep.
Your bodies physically weak
In need of a good shower
Lots of Bottles
Washing little peoples clothes
But one little smile makes it worth more than you would ever know
Your life changed forever in an instant
Can’t imagine what life was like before
Your heart breaks for every pained cry
A first word
The little laugh
Those tiny feet
Growing up so fast
More… Tantrums
The first kiss back
Mommy, I love you, will melt your heart
The piece of your heart going off to school
Can’t imagine someone caring as much as you do
The mommy, I want’s
And the, I said so’s
Talking back
You’re grounded
No t.v for you!
That first A, taking all that away
Somehow you influenced a great accomplishment today
Realizing they need you
Realizing you need them
Knowing you are, Embodiment of all that is “life”

Details | Ballad | |

God's Own Son

As Mary rocks her baby boy
She's filled with sadness, filled with joy.
She looks upon that tiny face
And sees hope in every race.

Her heart is filled with a mothers glow
And she never wants to let him go.
She'll see him run around and laugh and play
And longs to keep him safe each day.

His life won't be an easy one,
His destiny hard, as God's own Son.

Mary sees the miracles he will perform,
The lepers healed and free from scorn.
The lame will walk, the blind will see.
She sees his love will set us free.

And she sees him on a cross.
She feels his pain and feels our loss.
She knows his life must come to this.
She sheds a tear and gives a kiss.

His life won't be and easy one,
His destiny hard, as God's own Son.

So as Christmastime draws near
And we are all so "busy" here,
With shopping, baking, trees of green
Let's ask, what does this really mean?

Let's take a moment from the fuss,
And think of all their gifts to us:
A mother's love, a baby boy,
Peace and comfort, love and joy.

For he was horn for everyone,
His destiny hard, as God's own Son.

Details | Free verse | |



When I think of Linda broken down car

I think of my nephew

From the look of things

Her blue 2001 Honda Civic

Is in mint condition

New tires

Battery operated

Nice body

Always shiny clean

But like my nephew

Her car has a head problem


She is frustrated with her car

Because its not reliable

Gone are the days when the car

Was brand new like a baby

And would response to her every needs


She is afraid that when the red light comes on

That she will be abandoned

She has consulted with car doctors who told

Her that its repairs will break the bank

But she has max out her credit cars


She will not say that she is emotionally attached

But she is trying to save the car

I told her that her car is like a child

Like my nephew who needs saving

But with human life he cannot be replaced

Like a car

But she said that a cat is cheaper

Details | Lyric | |

A Gray Christmas

The little boy sits by the christmas tree 
Full of light and color
Trying to figure out what all the colors are
He puts his little hands on the ornaments
Trying to see what they are
Feeling them
He steps back and falls over a present
He feels around the box trying to open it
Only seeing alittle 

Mean while on the phone..

his mom is talking to the doctor

"do you think he will be able to see by christmas?" she says
The doctor replies "theres no guarentees, he is 67 % blind, when we did the test with him, he described the color blue as a dark black, and a yellow as a light gray, your son only sees in black and white and im not sure if we can fix that. but we will do our best"

A breathe escapes from her lips as she turns and looks at her son
The doctor explains "his surgery is set for Dec. 7th. be here around 8 am and we will see what we can do, im trully sorry"
He hangs up.

Back in the living room

The boy stands up and walks over to his mom
"mom, have you seen the christmas lights?" he says

She replies "yes sweety i have."

He hugs her leg and says "are they black and white?"

She answers "no sweety" she points to a light bulb on the tree

"this one is blue" she smiles

He grabs the light bulb and repeats "this one is blue" and giggles

She lays him down in his bed as he quickly falls asleep

She sits down on the chair and thinks
"to me. because my son cannot see the beautiful lights and feel the joys of christmas, everything is gray for me. nothing will fill my empty heart"

There are no smiles, when everything is gray, when you cant see the colors of a bright day

Details | Prose | |

From Pretty Pink Bows To Baby Bassinets

                             From Pretty Pink Bows To Baby Bassinets  

              Well little girl you are in high water now and the sand is moving swiftly under your feet. You never expected to get pregnant at fifteen and now you are scared, confused, heartbroken, and you are lashing out at everybody because you do not know who to trust at this point in time. You do not know if even those closest to you are offering you wise words of advice, deliberate words of coercion, or self-serving suggestions. Unfortunately, not even the most well intentioned person can answer the intensely personal questions that are in front of you now, but that will not stop them from trying because even the most intelligent people in your life are often too arrogant in their own beliefs to realize that attempting to answer these kinds of questions for you is kind of like a cowboy trying to rope the wind. However, many will still try because they care about you in some way and many out of concern for you will think they have all your best interests at heart. Yes little girl there is a world of folks out there just chock full of good and bad intentions, yet few understand that the road to perdition can be paved just as well with either. You never intended to get pregnant, but you did just the same and now you are at a crossroad in your young life that even adult women have a hard time dealing with. However, despite your tender age, you are going to have to wipe the tears from your big beautiful blue eyes, find some big girl panties to put on, and sit down and render your first real adult decision on an issue that will alter the very course of your life and the lives of others, no matter what you decide. 
                Stop saying to yourself why me, why now because it is you and it is now. Stop thinking that you are too young to make this decision because you thought you were old enough to make the decision that put you into this situation begin with and now you have to deal with the consequences of that choice. Stop wondering what to do and thinking that your prince charming is going to walk back in your life and make this decision easier for you because he is just as worried, scared and confused as you are right now, so chances are real good that there will be no glass slipper in your story Cinderella. You can wish and hope all you want for the fairytale solution to appear in one hand, but it is all but certain that the other hand is going to get full first and you are not going to like the aroma. Some would say that you are a little girl making an adult decision, but the reality is you tossed away the little girl card the moment a real baby with real needs appeared in your dollhouse. No sweetie you are a big girl now whether you like it or not or you are ready for it or not and the situation you are dealing with is as real and emotional as it gets. Do not be over whelmed by all the advice people have offered you, but consider it all when you make your decision and pay no attention to the religious nonsense some folks like to spew because it is designed more to make you feel guilty or to scare you than to help you. The people around you, like it or not, are going to have to support your decision because it is yours to make and yours alone. Nobody can hold your hand on this one because regardless of what others might think, right or wrong, you are the one that is going to have to live with the decision you make here. This is a solitary walk on the beach moment for you and during that walk you are going to have to explore not just what is rattling around in your head, but what is down deep in your little heart because the best decisions you will ever make in your life or for your life must always come from both. One of life’s most challenging tasks is constantly trying to find the harmony between one’s head and one’s heart. Blessed are those rare few times one can turn the chaos and discordance of life into a beautiful symphony.                        

Details | Couplet | |

The babyish me

Beauty lamented when faced with that babyface O do give me more loveliness, with red lace! Such innocent eyes, Cunning and wise! The age of that baby girl Revolved around two in our world Yet, she was an attractive one Charming one, magnetic one None could get jealous of her beauty Except beauty itself in all simplicity If she was hungry, she ate like a bird If she was thirsty, she drank only curd If she fell while running, she stood and smiled If she cried, her surroundings made her not feel exiled! Dressed in her favourite red dress, She listened to old stories on her mattress And fell in deep slumber while dreaming of the Lord And how it is like in his peaceful abode! At two, this cute babyface, surrounded with black hair Could only jump and exalt at life without any care!

Details | I do not know? | |

Baby play

you kiss me, and my lips open slightly,
it deepens and you pull away,
but my arms are on your shoulders,
and i pull your face closer,
needing more of what i can never get enough of,

you touch my breasts,
its just a brush, maybe accidentle,
but my hands are coaxing them to stay,
i put them back, and pull you close,
and dont let you pull them away,

your hands are sliding, up my legs,
and i convince them, to come further up,
they pet the damn cloth that seperates them from my..uhhh...
but we quickly move that fabric out of the way,

you brush me, gently pet my skin,
and then you go to pull away,
but dont respect me, i dont respect myself,
i need your touch, so baby play,
oh god, yeah, baby play,

Details | Light Poetry | |

I want my baby back

you saw me falling, 
but you kept watching,
for i was your child, 
and you wanted your baby back.

i thought i had it all planned,
i smiled at the thought of seeing it all,
but you said time is all am offering her,
because you wanted your baby back.

when things got really messy,
thats when i thought of looking up to you,
and you took me in with open arms,
because you got your baby back.

A lesson well taught and learnt,
thats how you made it all happen,
and am grateful for all it takes,
because now i know the Lord has my back.

Details | ABC | |

Smile smile smile

Smile smile smile
As you always smile
Your face created
 to smile
so smile
That suit you baby a lot
Like elegant cut
You don't need a makeup
For morning
For night
You only need baby
Your brilliant smile
No need for lipstick
To shine
Wear baby your shining
Your sweet smile
Baby intending 
To my heart
By secret 
passion lingo
Of Leonardo
Da Vinci art
And I love that
So baby
Keep your smile
As you always smile

Details | Free verse | |

Righteous Indignation

(aka Reasons for Resentment)

You asked me to do something.
I did it and you didn't 
thank me.

You told me the meeting would be
at this time at this place.
It wasn't.

You said you'd call back
but the phone never rang.

You forgot to pick up
toilet paper and baby food.

You asked me to do something.
I forgot and you
resented but said nothing.

You told me the meeting would be
at this time at this place.
I forgot.

You said you'd call back
but the (uncharged) phone never rang.

You forgot to pick up
toilet paper and baby food.

am runnin' outa reasons.....

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Spring Break -Part 2-

I had the best Spring Break yet!
Spending time with
Family makes me happy!

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Roses & Thorns

im all alone and thats the way it should be
because no one was good enough to try and tame me
so sit back and relax and enjoy the fall
the truth really hurts you never loved me at all

you say you love me 
but i saw past your lies
and let me tell you somethin' baby 
i'm not fallin' for you this time

roses around my hand 
and thorns around my feet
who would have known 
you were wrapped around me

but you tore me to shreds 
and i thank God for that
because if you never hurt me 
i wouldnt ever get you back 

so here i go without you
somewhere you can never reach me
and you can rest assure
im not takin' you with me

to this happi place
that makes me numb
where revenge will get you
its so good to be home

because the roses left me bleedin'
maybe that was a sign
that you would turn on me
and walk straight out of my life

you say you love me 
but i saw past your lies
and let me tell you somethin' baby 
i'm not fallin' for you this time

there's no ring around my finger
and thats ok
because im unobtainable
and thats the way it should be

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Free Base Fable

My baby brother had the face of an angel;
One proud young lion all supple grace and golden hair
Shamelessly evocative against the backdrop of life.
My baby brother...untutored gigelo from birth. 
His eyes: sapphire blue and beautiful
And he could shame a whore back into innocence
If he chose that part.
One lazy smile like a laser beam through the heart..  
One inexpensive smile to melt raw anger to a shrug,
Or a return for our rage,
However well and truly earned.
Enticed us all to willing hugs for any sin,

And so, as always, forgiveness came
Because there were so many hate filled things uncounted.
He seemed intent on the tally of invisible wounds...
Useless transgressions turned expensive through the years.
They festered behind those beautiful eyes
And a cracked glass pipe;
Using that deadly grin to blind those who loved him still...
But still....we saw the danger, denied a name in deference
To us all - who could not - would not act.
And he wasted all that love he so loudly demanded;
Shrill and greedy, emotional baby brother.
Pouring love into him like molten gold
Hot and bright and blinding
Into an empty vessel that never seemed to fill.

My pure bred lion turned alley cat;
Turned indolent, arrogant, dangerous and dirty.
This magnificent human turned crazy,
Investing his money - and ours - into the art of throwing his life away
With vengeance and malice aforethought.
My baby brother:
Proud owner of his own self destruct button
And a .38 revolver,
Well hidden, until recently...
Until junkie fantasies gobbled up the truth
And the veneer of his sanity.

Oh Mark, where have you gone..?
Sweetheart, where are you now...?
What White Mountain have you climbed this time
Dealing yourself madness and death in a locked room...
And blaming everybody but yourself
Witih a torch made of nightmares and hate...
Hot enough to crack the glass.

Crying for a Father - long dead - to come and "save" you..
Come and get you....
Crying for a man you would not love in life.
Punish him still, lost and ugly child.
Hideous child grown and almost lost forever...
Perhaps he remains just one more demon
In some toxic level memory
Shoving hard for elbow room
Among all the other monsters shrieking in your head.
Oh Mark, where are you now..?

Baby brothers don't grow on trees, you know.
What will we do if you are really lost
And long gone beyond the medicines of love and speech..
And human tears...all wasted.

My baby brother, no baby any more;
Psychotic fallen angel
Who never grew to manhood by any man's side...
Who will not climb out of the stygean darkness by himself,
Even though we all share your guilt if not the crimes.

My baby brother:
Obscene imitation of some one especially loved;
Living proof of a bad attitude gone beserk.

Your life in the real world begins
When you lose your name at the tip of your tongue;
The moment we finally call you junkie loser...
Junkie liar...junkie weapon...out loud,
And you agree.

One split second after you know it is true...
The day - that moment - when you reach out and say,..."Help me...
Oh my beautiful Mark,
Where are you now...

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come home (second verse)

Wifey don't like the way I spend my time
I'm in the streets more than speed bumps and traffic signs

every time I dip she giving me lip
but to find these chips I got to grind like the Clipse

She's always crying she wants some quality time
she's always crying she wants me out of the grind

she sees me dyeing I probably will
a drop out with no marketable skill

so I place all my hopes and dreams 
on the c.r.e.a.m generating by what makes them fiend

now I rarely lay my head where I reside
hustle hard for my unborn seed and I

oops made the wrong move now I'm doing time
for selling slices of the devil's pie

now I make collect calls on the phone 
she tells me that she needs me It's hard to carry on
I tell her keep her head up stay strong 
but she don't want to raise this baby on her own

she cried this ain't the life that I deserve
It's hard, I'm tired from work, this baby working my nerves
and the stress brings the chest pains
now days I'm less sane
last night I could not sleep praying that death came

and I feel the heart in her tone
the pain it resonates and penetrates to the bone
I want to reach out to touch but it's just a telephone
she never in her life felt so alone

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Breath On Thy Breast

She's a mom from a poor family.
Everyday striving in a sidewalks.
No shelter,no roof to shed.
Her life is devastated.
No food ,she scavenges day by day.
She got pregnant,a man didn't stay.
Until one morning has came.
She'd delivered her son in a banquette.
She feeds baby on her breast,
So poor, she can't afford an expensive milk.
To feed a baby she all adore.
She is frustrated to give him ,
A better life, the safest home.
Until one coldest night.
The wind blows so strong.
Her baby suffered for an extreme cold.
She was baffled and nowhere else to run.
Taking her baby,found a tree to hide.
And was amazed by what she found, 
the li'l life she fed on her breast, 
no longer breathed, a cold cadaver. 
The life she used to cradle, had left, 
and gone in the midst of the night. 
Tears fell down on her cheek, 
and she mourned for a baby ,
She had given love and breath.

Based on the painting :"Mother and Child" from Stephanie Deshpande
Contemporary Figurative Art for the Contemporary Free Rhyme Contest of
Cyndi MacMillan

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When Love Hurts

When love hurts, God heals
When love hurts, God feels
Your pain too as you do now
Pray and He'll show you how
When love so hurts, how to deal
The deep pain is oh so very real
God'll cry too for your tears and
It's true about footprints in sand
Reach out and He holds your hand
In kind your mind will feel His love
Hurting'll subside from God's glove 
I know of true hurting, how it feels
Accepting a hand of cards He deals
Painful nights crying, I've had many
But God's blessings, I've had plenty
That I will have better days ahead, I
Know and no longer have need to cry
When life itself hurt I questioned why
But I survived and my faith didn't die
For yesteryear's hurts, it will subside
The tears still come once in a while
But the love memories, I can smile
For God's so in His glorious Kingdom
For Kingdom come, thy will be done
And done will the pain be, away it'll
Go, like wood off a creative whittle
Beautiful to see, as days coming be
God cures all hurt, just wait and see
My mother, dad, brother, baby too
And for me, cried like baby boo hoo
But I wiped away the tears and have
Been blessed like a cow and her calf
Help do words of praying and writing
More than once, had vision - sighting
Not just in dreams, but for really real
I was in such pain, it was just surreal
Once it was Mother/Son, Mary/Jesus?
Through Him I pray for me, bejezzus

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I'm Sorry

I know it's hard to believe
That your the one for me
You say you want a girl
Without perfection 
Who shows affection
Someone you could call your world.

Well I don't wanna be conceded 
But baby I'll be honest, 
I'm that one for you,
My love for you is true....

You may not believe me
But baby I'm sorry,
For not showing you
That you were my only.
My one and only.
Oh baby. 
I am so sorry.

Now please listen to me
So you can see,
That everything I am saying
Is not a lie,
Oh baby please try,
Try to convince yourself 
To see what is good in me
To see what I can bring.
Baby please understand that
I'm sorry.

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Two be or not - Contest Charles Haig Wood

The scene is set
Within a sumptuous drawing room
The play is re-enacted

Father listen's to his daughters  pleas
Please say "yes " she pleads
Sister sits distraught,  hands upon her knees.
Alfred had been gardening, planting his seeds

"I love him" Beth tells her Tad,
We want to be together so,
Please let me accept his proposal,
We've been a naughty two.

A baby is forthcoming
a marriage must be near.
Shows that even in the gentries homes
these sort of things occur.

The sister Mary  looks so pale
Her story soon to be revealed
Thinking Alfred loved her
She also finds herself with child

Listening to the sordid tale
A decision  must be made
"You may marry him" tad told Beth
To his daughter Mary he said the same.

Penned 23 August 2013

Contest:   Charles Haig Wood

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My Darling Nicky

My Darling Nicky

Most other men
Would just make good friends

With their habits of leaving
Deceiving and cheating

But not me my love, I am not here by chance
I have only two needs; love and romance

My darling Nicky the day will soon come
When your days of pain are finally done

On your delicate face will be thousands of smiles
You'll stop doubting your beauty and wear it in style

I am surprised that we weren't connected by fate
Maybe this is the date that will make us soul mates

I want to take you to dinner and feed you by hand
With long lovely nights and walks on the sand

I'd draw you a bath, when you're having "One of those days"
Light candles and oils to bring you positive waves

You might not like your feet, but baby I do
And I'd massage them with pleasure and then take all of you

Breakfast in bed, if we have the time
Because I'd rather go hungry and continue to grind

You'd be late for work every day that you wake-up don't work, I buy all your clothes and make-up

We'll think of baby names, while I rub your tummy
My strong sexual hunger, you bet' not run from me

I'd do your hair, even though I can't braid
You'd wear it pride, any style that I made

I'd start a war with the world for just one of your tears
That's not from my joy, but pain or fear.

Your body is mine, to others it's toxic
I love when it moves, so sleek and erotic

I've studied it well, like I was in school
Every dimple, freckle, and bad girl tattoos

But dear it's your eyes that always get me
And they can have me forever my darling Nicky.

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Infant Mystery

Your mother, laboring to give you life--
I, happy witness to love’s mystery,
So close I would be first to see your face.

Your head crowned, turned, unforgettable face!
Tiny body, precious vessel of life,
Innocence fresh from God, a mystery.

Powerful love, confounding mystery--
I hold you, bonding with sweet form and face,
Aching to keep you safe, protecting life.

Life, deep mystery, enthroned on your face.

July 13, 2014

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Spell Us Both

Betroth her to me,
If she will never stop amazing my spirit.
Bring her to me, 
If she will never stop beautifying my heart.
Hand her to me,
If she will never stop spoiling me with love.
Entrust her to me,
If she will never stop till she fight my war.
Leave her to me, 
If she will never wish for my death before the hour.
Send her to me,
Let our hands lock in wed.
Send her to me,
Let our oneness soul united.

Details | I do not know? | |

letter to my unborn child

This is a letter to my unborn child . .
My Pride & joy, the love of my life, my reason to live.. we shall meet, & when we meet, there will be no wall, no river, no obstacle to come between us.. Your smile? One a man would kill for.. Your Voice? Music to my ears.. Your Presence ? My Blessing.. Youll never know what it feels like to be betrayed by your own father.. & even if you do grow up in a single-parent home you'll never want nor need for anything.. We'll talk & laugh like bestfriends, hangout like siblings, respect eachother like co-workers, & I know there'll be times when we disagree & argue like worst enemies.. but through the sunshine, as well as the rain, mom will be there though trials, tribulations, & pain.. You'll know me like the back of your hand, & i'll know you like the palm of mine.. you'll be book smart and street smart & if i can help it, you'll use the book smarts to better yourself in life,& the streets smarts to overcome the battles you encounter on your journey through life.. that "C Word" . . NOT Carpa Tunnel.. No, Not Cancer.. but "Can't" will NOT be in your vocabulary.. & "I Give Up" is an error in your mind.. I'll teach you everything I know plus some.. You'll be the kid on the block who falls in love with daddy.. therefore, your favorite words will be "I'm Gonna marry daddy when I'm old enough", only til you're disappointed with the reality that its impossible.. You'll hug mommy everytime she's in sight.. you'll be the change this world seeks.. a new spitting   image of me(: , but until you arrive; baby boy, or baby girl.. i'm gonna keep this dream alive.. I'll live for you & for me.. cause when you step foot on this earth, this is how you should be.. to my pride & joy, the love of my life, & my reason to live<3

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I just don't understand why

I don't understand why we live a life were the ones we love die young or the wise ones we love die too soon for us to have learned enough from them we walk on the path we choose but it seems there’s always a road block or tough times we have to learn from with the loss of a loved one that’s a family member or a child we have bared along the way to whatever destiny has planned for us at the end of our road I guess it’s god way of telling us he needed them to be our guardian angels instead of them walking with us on our path we have so many unanswered questions an things we don't yet understand I guess when the time comes we will understand the why's we don't yet have answers to an the path we walk will be the rite path in the end I just hope when time comes we will all see the ones we lose on our path an get the why's an questions answered

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For My Baby Girl By Dustin J Palmer

As I sit here cold and broken hearted
my life was over before it started.
Until I met this girl that
turned it around, she turned
my frown upside down. This
may sound funny but she is the
love of my life I put down
the knife and started a new life
with my lovely wedded wife.
So as I sit here and cry and I
look to the sky and prayed for
the perfect girl that is my world
God gave me you Briana Lynn
Palmer since you came along I
have been a lot calmer and more
of a staller because you're on my 
mind all of the time I see your 
face and baby you shine like 
my glass of sweet red wine
you're my drug just the way 
you love my precious white
dove I swear you fell from
the heavens above when you're 
gone my heart bleeds for you
so when you're gone to me
you're really not you're always
in my head. Baby I love you.
Dedicated To:Briana Lynn Palmer
Written By:Dustin James Palmer

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The Fetal Position


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the egg conversation

one day a christian carnivore &
a vegetarian atheist had a conversation

the christian meat-eater asked the vegetarian
“if you don’t eat meat, do you eat eggs?”

the atheist responded,
“i’m not a vegan, i’m a vegetarian, so, yes, i eat eggs, i 
eat cheese---i need to get my protein somewhere”

“but eggs are meat...they are baby chickens,” said the 

“um, no, eggs are not baby chickens,” said the atheist

“yes they are.  eggs are unborn chickens, and if you eat them,
you are eating meat,” insisted the christian

“when i crack open an egg, i don’t see a baby chicken walking around,
and until that day, i plan on eating eggs---specifically, scrambled, with ketchup or
frank’s red hot sauce,” remarked the atheist

and the christian carnivore let out a sound of 
frustration & discontent 
as christians do when
they don’t get their way.

Details | I do not know? | |

Bradlee Joe Rasmussen

Bradlee Joe is mine, he's always been mine,
The younger brother of David Authur Rasmussen Jr.,
Those gorgeous brown eyes staring at me, natural hair color,
That's brown; just like his brothers, but he dyed it blonde.<3
That gorgeous angel face, I think of him everyday all day, think of,
Those memories, that smile, that laugh, that voice, those strong arms,
The strong arms that hold me, just like his brother used to.
The sweet things he says to me, those precious eyes look into,
Into mine, the way he runs his fingers through my hair, the way he tickles me,
The way we play wrestle, the way we talk, the way we look at each other.
Eyes full of wonder, wonder how long we'll stay together, then he says,
He says "Baby we'll stay forever", and I believe every word he says,
My God if he only knew, knew how he makes my heart pound, the way,
The way it's just so easy to talk to him, man I can tell him anything, and I know,
I know that he'll keep it a secret, that's why I trust him with everything,
Everything inside of me. Everytime he asks me if I wanna start,
Start over with him, I always say yes, because I love him!!
No matter how much he hurts, I'll always love him, I do, because,
Because I know it's real, I love him with everything inside of me,
I want to wake up next to him everymorning and fall asleep,
Fall asleep in his arms everynight, say "I do" to him, have his,
Have his children, be in love forever, my God I've never felt this way before.
I fell for him the first moment I saw his gorgeous smile light,
Up that dark lunch room, the way you hugged me tight, exchanged,
Exchanged numbers with each other, and the way we talked on the phone for hours on end,
Oh how I wished for you to be mine, How I still wish to change,
Change my name to Briana Lynn Rasmussen.
Babe I can't inagine a world where you don't exsist, babe without you,
Without you I'd honestly die.
The son of David Authur Rasmussen Sr. and Sandi Rasmussen,
The brother of David Authur Rasmussen Jr, and Cheyeene Rasmussen,
The cousin of Kenneth Michael Hampton, better known as Mikey :) You have
Have a older bro, a younger sister & brother, and you have you,
Father's eyes, your brother's strength, your mother's beauty, and your crazy,
Crazy sense of humor.
With you I can't stop smiling, laughing and giggling.
Babe I am finally home, it's been a long time, and I am glad you kept the bed warm for me,
My home is with you, it's the only place where I belong, and babe I am so glad to be home.
I love your curly hair, I love the way you hold me, the way you kiss me, the way yoy,
You love me.
I love everything you do, and everything about you,
Babe I really do hope that day comes where we say "I do."
Hell I'd do it right now if I could, if you wanted me the same.
I want to be the mother of your children, I want to be the on;y woman you come home to,
Come home to after work, the one you give sweet kisses to, and the one you tell,
Tell me about your day, the one who wants to fall asleep in your arms, and 
Wake up in your arms with my head on your chest, see your sweet smile everyday,
Hear the words "Good Morning Baby, how'd you sleep?"
I'd reply sleepily "Great, how bout you Angel?" I love everything about you, everything
Everything you say, babe I love the fire in your eyes, the way you are protective over me,
The way you fight for me.
Babe I just wanna be your forever, and when we die baby,
I want to be laidto rest next to you, or with you in the same casket, because,
Because I'm only me when I'm with you, you are the only one who keeps me warm, The only one
Only one who makes me feel like I am home, like I'm finally alive,
Like I'm finally me, babe you are my better half and really honestly,
I've been so lost without you, and I am so glad to be back home.

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Returning to my First Word

To return to my first word
that word whatever it was
those so many years ago
since then a stutter has been it's cause

I often would like to return
to see what brought it on
when since that day of beginnings
fluency and ease of words are mostly gone

It's hard to imagine that scene
having no recollection of it's first time
but it must have shocked the system
maybe that's how now I write rhyme

Oh was it maybe a fright?
or being in a religious child home
having no parents to look to
just little me on my own

We can't change anything now
the moments we've lived are past
never to be lived again
let's move on and finish our task


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The growing gift

I wrote this one with a friend in mind; 

Her growing belly tells what most think the whole story
Her age is a cause for shame
She is scared And feels so alone
Strangers look at her And laugh
Pointing and wispers
She thinks her only way out is to destroy the thing inside
Angels and demons struggle in her young head
Fighting for life

She goes to church
Pro-life people shun her
They whisper:
“She is just a young child”

Against all odds she decided to tell her friends and family
She is going to see this through
She encounters lots of anger
What a little whore she is
God seems to not love her

She makes an appointment
Tears in her eyes she ascends
She opens the door to the clinic and climbs the stairs
Carrying the weight of her cross
A miracle
A older women dressed nice with hair as bright as the sun
Do not harm this child
Take comfort my dear sweet girl
I have been where you are
I have received their teasing
Do not listen to them
God himself has blessed you

The bulging belly tells a story
Your naked hand proves how brave you really are.
You've made it this far and you will make it even more. 
Not every woman out there can do what God has blessed you with.
The woman gave a hug and the tears started to pour.

Back in the car she took a deep breath. 
With a hand on her belly she spoke to the little child.
" I don't know if your a girl or boy, or even if I will be a good mom"
I promise to you I will try to do my best, just please don't turn out like me and be wild!"

She started the car and prepared to drive home for the worse
She knew this child was not going to be easy to have
Inside her was a little life growing bigger each day
No matter how hard it was going to be with her faith in God she would find a way.

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and I will come

…and I will come.
When the first snow falls down/ 
when the fall gives its rights/ 
to the winter/
you know I will come/
for good or for bad/
I’ll board the train/
Passing by / stations/ and countries/
I promised/ and I remember/
You said “there’s no fortuitous meetings/

…and I will come.
When the first snow falls down/
When you’ll lose the trace/
When my firmest snickers/ wipe out/
I will/ I will come…
Unexpectedly/ knowing solely the door/
Just the road / for sure/
Before/ take you I’ll ask/
“are you ready to go?” / 
You are ready/ I know/
All the noise doesn’t matter/
I don’t haste/ will be later/

…I will come.
When it finally turns out/
That November is overthrown by December/
When the first snow falls down/
Will be clear/ that nobody is remembered/ 

And I will come…
Somewhere in chest/ between ribs/
You slashed me/ with thoughts/ 
I can feel it with lips/ crawling under my cloths/
Our world is alive/ our life/ we’re alike/
And I….

I will come.
When the first snow falls down/
When the death is changed into fate/
When the winter gives up/ 
To wait/ for spring/
to stay with shining sun/
I will come.

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Starting to get hair on his chin
No I cant belive it is true
Now my baby is hitting puberty too

Dang if it ain't my luck
Just last night he was playing with trucks
Now it is girls and rock music blaring
Him asking is it time to start shaving

No it has to be a bad dream
MY baby can't be almost a teen
My other one is over half grown
This one has to stay at home

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Just Yesterday

Seems like only yesterday I was shocked by the news
Still not old enough to drink and I’d be buying baby shoes
Rocking her to sleep at nights after college and work all day
Going to court for custody, still ten long years away

Seems like only yesterday I was teaching her to walk
She was quick to take her first step and an early one to talk
She was happy and always on the go; fighting sleep each night
But when she slept upon my chest everything seemed alright

Seems like only yesterday I took her to ballet class
Watched her step on the yellow bus; going to school at last
Helped her with her homework, although she was real smart
Saw my baby growing up and her adult life to start

Seems like only yesterday I was walking her down the aisle
To the new man in her life, wearing a tuxedo and a smile
A toast I would offer them with a lump, huge in my throat
A tear drop escaping from my eye on the final wedding note

Now, it was only yesterday that she became a mom to twins
An exciting new chapter in her life only now just begins
I am so happy for my girl that her life has turned out this way
Even though it seems so much to me like she was born just yesterday

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Just Another Day In Paridice

don't shake the ground, 
don't shake the ground from beneath my feet cause it might crumble from the sound. 
The sound of music the sound of your voice, 
give me your hand and ill make you pick a choice. 

The choice you never had to make and realize you were in a song,
you and I were together so happy and so in love and for so long. 
Now we apart and i still feel something for you and it's not going good, 
I live my life to the fullest right now and commit it to the hood. 

And now life has fallen has fallen to its hands,
we all go out playing with our big ass bands. 
I love you and i love us both, 
that's what we do and we make this life life last like an oath.

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'The Lost Generation'

Claressa Riddle
                    “The Lost Generation”
      As being black it’s so hard to see the struggles in life we’ve been through, 
through the deaths and pain, the hurt the strain and this is what we are left to? 
They fought so hard in the battles, from slaves’ master on their horses’ saddle. 
Now we sag and brag about who has the newest shoes, who will fight and who 
will lose. Dr. Martin Luther King didn’t get shot for nothing and Rosa Parks didn’t 
stay seated just to be strutting. We had it all and now we have nothing. We may 
not be the richest race, but we can be amazing, we can be Holy, grateful as 
grace. We are what we act like, my generation is just full of fools, they cut school, 
break the rules and think it’s cool. We kill one another, it does not matter mother, 
sister or brother. We destroy what’s beautiful, disrespect our elders, this 
generation is not the future, elders don’t have anything to look forward to. Sad 
their grandchildren are running the streets, skipping school, having sex at this 
age you are headed for the worse. Fourteen with a baby that’s two, got a baby 
daddy who don’t want to have or take care of the baby or you. And boys, who treat 
girls like toys, use and play with them one day, then move on and play with the 
next play toy.
   And you wonder why people judge us and label us rude, that’s how we act like 
hooligans, like fools. They worked so hard and now were letting them win, the 
people who said that we would never be nothing. Well I’m something, I’m a piece 
of work my ancestors fought for, I won’t give in to the stupid ways, I won’t fight, I 
won’t be this generation’s slave. We’ve got to step it up, because this is all we 
have left. You may let them win the battles, but I’m a fighter and they won’t win the 
war. Stand confident, smile, for you are a beautiful golden child!

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Look of Faith

Baby grey eyes, full of strength.
Did not simmer the whole 40 but born with the strength as if they had.
No memories of loved ones’ to help with the fight.
No memories of frolicking with siblings’ to help ease the long hours.
Constant ding of bells, digital screens monitor all they can sense except what’s buried inside.
Hands assisting in every aspect of life as they know it.
Just the long days and countless hours of the love of strangers to help.
Parents aid with gentle touches and snuggles try to help their life’s love learn faster than any babe should.
The angel hands poke and fuss day and night trying to help the baby grey blossom into Blues’ or greens or browns and full of the fascination
The true image of faith is an N.I.C.U or P.I.C.U baby fighting everyday for a world they know nothing about.
They do not know of the Sun, not of the Moon or the Ocean or the Sky.
Inside these wonderful babes is a lesson the world has not spoiled yet.
Inside these Children is the purest most unspoiled example of faith, more than most of us will ever remember having.
They do not know why they struggle, but somehow I can’t help but think they know, they understand.
The fight comes from inside today, tomorrow and all days after. The fight driven by a word they do not yet know.
The word is not so important and almost meaningless when you see it before your eyes.
What is it you see when you look into the Baby grey eyes of these lil troopers and troopettes
One word faith.

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Keep your Head held High

I see you walking through the halls at school
You used to look so put together
but now, not so much
I've heard rumors
and nasty words,
but I don't really pay attention
I only know you now have a baby boy
and I know you're proud of him
You are not ashamed.
For a while you weren't around
You had to be at home taking care of Baby
Your boyfriend is still loyal
So many these days aren't.
You're one of the lucky ones
Your parents didn't disown you
they may be disappointed
but they still love you.
You must be tired, staying up all night,
taking care of Baby.
It must be hard
dealing with the stares from your peers
I know I couldn't do it.
I'm not that strong.
You have to keep holding on
and make a good home for Baby
Maybe Baby will make you proud
and you won't regret this one day.
You're not the only one
You're one of millions
Don't listen to the harsh words.
Stay strong gorgeous,
Because everyone's just waiting
to see you fall apart.

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Shia's gift of courage

I promise to tell you how beautiful you are
And let you know before you were born, you were a rare star

I pray God cast courage upon you
To remember the past but create something new

Your a blessing, a new life
It's up to me to teach you wrong from right

This is your life and you have the wheel
But I tell you my child, in this life there are downhills

It's important that you get back up and carry on,
To a brand new melody, to a brand new song

Use this paintbrush to paint what's in your heart
For your life is your own little work of art

I pray God cast courage upon you, 
To explore this world with the gift he's given to you

To walk with a smile and joy in your eyes
Because this life, temporary sweet child, 
We are only here for a while

                                                         For Shia,
                                                                       -Ashley Humes

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You Wouldn't Know Good Lovin'

You can tell me that you love me
  But…I know that it ain’t true
Because you left on Sunday
  Said you were tired of feelin' blue

So now it’sTuesday afternoon
  And you’re coming around again
Well it doesn’t really matter
  Cuz, I ain’t lettin’ you back in

You said that you had changed
  Told me you knew you’d done me wrong
Well baby I heard that old line before
  Same ole’ story same ole’ song

Cuz’ you wouldn’t know good lovin'
  If it came knockin’ at your door
You wouldn’t know it now
  Darlin’- you never did before

I know you well enough by now
  That you’d say most anything
To get right back into my heart
  But baby…
When it comes to good lovin’
  You don’t even know where to start

So you think that I’d believe you
  With that same ole’ dance and song
Well, baby there just ain’t no way
  Now go on back where you belong

Cuz, you wouldn’t know good lovin'
  If it stared you in your face
Once you had me, now you’ve lost me
Go find someone else to chase

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I got my Teddy on my first Christmas Day,
And ever since then in by my side he would stay,
He would travel with me whilst out in my pram,
And accompany me on both train and on tram,
Off to the shops, or to visit my Nan,
And so our adventure together began.

Together we’ve seen the castles in Wales,
And crossed the sea under square rigger’s sails,
Danced at a céilidh in a Glaswegian Hall,
Passed through the Schwartzwald and seen Berlin’s wall,
Siberian lakes and Moscow’s Red Square,
And wherever I went you’d find Teddy there.

As I grew older my Ted was still there,
And although he no longer would go everywhere,
At the end of the day, when I’d rest my head,
My bear would be waiting for me in my bed,
And together we’d cuddle throughout the long night,
Until we’d be woken by soft morning light.

Now courting a boy with a stuffed toy in toe,
Can become quite the embarrassment, so,
Of Teddy’s existence I chose not to tell,
Until I got to know my boyfriend well,
But when I eventually did choose to share,
I discovered my love had his own Teddy Bear!

Now that twenty eight years have gone by,
His fur has worn through and he’s losing an eye,
But you’ll never believe the things that we’ve seen,
Or all the wonderful places we’ve been,
No other toy on Earth can compare,
With my tatty and tired old bear!

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Broken hearts

A few years back I thought I had the whole world figured out,
I was young when we met and You said you loved me,
 As you called me an Angel that fell In to your life from the sky
But it must of all been a lie,
Because now I have a broken heart for the rest of my life,
We had a baby girl,
She was ten pounds Born on october 6th
But once you decided you didn’t want me anymore,
You went and lied to Dss
as you told them so many lies,
making me cry when you said goodbye
You destoryed my whole world,
On june 19th 2006 you were finaly done with me ,
You were so happy that you had our baby girl,
With out me in her world,
I blame you for this broken heart,
But now that I have had a chance to restart 
I feel in love and got married again
And I know for sure he loves me,
And he has helped set me free,
From all your painful memories,
Sometimes I cant help but start wondering,
What if my broken heart was never healed,
What if I never had that baby girl,
What if I never met you,
Would I still have gone threw this broken heart

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You Are the One

 (verse one)
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
For me to say dear baby
How much I love you

This is the day
For me to come
To show you all my happiness
And give you all my love

For I give you everything
Within my love
But believe me dear baby when i say
You are the one

Honey You are the one
I only believe in us
For I give you everthing
Within my love

When ever you're around
You never let me down
Believe me when I say
Honey you are the one

 (verse two)
I love you dear baby
And that is true
Even though i haven't said enough
I love you's

I'll talk to you dear baby
To hear my sins
About the things I shouldn't have done
Which of course I did

For I give you everything
Within my love
But believe me dear baby when I say
You are the one

Honey you are the one
I only believe in us
For i give you everything 
Within my love

When ever you're around
You never let me down
Believe me when i say
Honey you are the one

 (verse three)
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
For me to say dear baby
I truelly love you

For this is our day
For which we have come
To give eachother happiness
And all our love

For I give you everything
Within my love
Now believe me dear baby when I say
You are the one

Honey you are the one
I'll only believe in us
And I'll give you everything 
Within my love

When ever you're around
You never let me down
Believe me when I say
Baby you're my true one

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Raging heat wave,
soaring temperatures,
body burning up.

Heavy laden,
struggling breath.
Little eyes staring out,
must keep fluids up.

Few wet nappies,
hands fight,
pushing bottle away.
Blocked runny nose,
mouth open,
gasping for air.

Droplets of liquid,
slowly fall in,
the mouth opening.
Forced to swallow,
medicine finally in.

Peace at last,
baby sleeping

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O love love love love love love love

O love love love love love love love
Makes me so glad baby makes me so sad
O love love love love love love love
Makes me so good baby makes me so bad

Your warm touch makes me feel like male
Your negligence burns me like hell
O love love love love love love love
What is love baby who can tell?

You can make me feel so dreamy
You can arouse in me envy
O love love love love love love love
Love can make me curse you baby!

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Moonlit night just turns me on

Moonlit night just turns me on
Give me bliss more than a ton
Stare at my eyes see inside
Let’s ride on dream for joyride
Hold me in your tender arms
Let me enjoy love’s all charms
Kiss me with your cherry lips
Make busy my idle hips
Drink me baby like a juice
Make my body shine in use
Lick me like a happy dog
Paint my feelings like Van Gogh
Unite our body and mind
Come on baby please be kind

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The Old Photoghraph

~The Old Photograph~ I was asked to get rid of an old beaten black leather bag Curiosity demanded I check it inside Nothing was there but my fingers did snag Something stuck in the lining on one side. I took a closer look to find out what was there Could it be money or a love letter, would it mine, would it be fair? I tore at the lining of the old beaten black leather bag And there it was a photograph not much about to brag.   I pulled it from its years of hiding in the dark A man holding a baby on the picture not a mark The puzzle to me as I held it up high The head was cut off of the man - I wondered why. A babe in arms barely a few months old A man in a suit I wonder at the story that it told The owner of the bag was a lady of many years Unhappy all her life and she caused many tears. The baby would by now be quite an age The child of the bag owner I suppose one could wage To be hidden away for all these bleak years To have his head cut off carefully there must be so many fears. The owner of the old beaten black leather bag Maybe had reason to be such a hag No one can ask she is with us no more But I have that photograph to ponder on more.
© 18/05/2012 Written By:~GG~

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You Didn't Even Notice

You broke my heart today
and you didn't even notice 
it seems your love has gone away
why? I would like to know this.
Baby I cant keep pretending to be okay
as my heart breaks more each and everyday
why cant you love me like I love you
I scream and scream but I cant break through
misery is taking its tolls on me
I need to let go and set  my heart free
but see baby I just cant do that
because with you , is where my hearts at
your always telling me you have everything I lack
so is this why you always give me your back?
I don't want your back I want your hand
so this is me, I'm taking my stand
I cant keep sitting here crying over you
so baby I'm giving you this one chance to choose
I don't want to be your enemy I want to be your friend
and cherish our love that I know is deep within
I'm letting go of everything to whisper in the wind
as we try one last time to make our love whole again
this is my promise I give to you
so baby I'm begging, please stay true.

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Nap Time For Kitty

As the kids sat around undecided and blaize…
A summer project was needed ever so badly today…
My crew wavered and together finally exclaimed…
They wanted a video and to make it spectacular this time…
Anything less than U Tube quality would be a crime…
So the kids ask for a poem about their favorite fare,
They wanted it full of a large quantity of action and flair.
And the topic they wanted, that warmed their hearts…
Were the antics of Dandylion the cat of our house.
So cat chasing and spying became a spectacular game…
As they watched the kitty pounce upon his little rag mouse.
Then he slid and he jumped as he ran through the house.
He attacked the dogs tails as he snuck up behind…
And he climbed to the window to count birds passing by…
Then he tried to jump on the counter as I made everyone’s lunch.
He had to eat first… there was no other way, than first…
Then later I put the baby down for a nap…
And surprise, surprise! 
I found the Kitty next to baby with 4 paws to the sky.

The video, music, and poetry would eventually come to be…
With the older kids stringing it together for me.
It was finally good for a lot of laughs…
As the kids all got copies for dear Mom and Dad…

But now let me instruct and suggest as all videos must:
Though many a one was happily surprised and beset…
No Animals were hurt in the making of “Nap Time for Kitty”...
Of that, you can bet...

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Lifes Looking Glass

Half full; half empty?
Plastic or glass?
How short, how tall?
What does all this really matter?
Life truly is the way we look at things.
And what actually matters; is that we have a glass at all!

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one night

love and passion has taken its action
one night of fun, now  look at what's begun
little baby growing slow
little baby held in below
my bundle of joy, my family's new toy
nine months of wait 
to get a new playmate
nine months of wait
a small taste of fate 
little baby, an uplift in my spirit
little baby, she has no limit
because of one night, a new life will ignite.

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We have hope in Gloryland

Just the other day
a scene caught my eye
parents picking flowers for the grave of a child
tears filled my eyes as I realized 
this was the only gift for Christmas they could by

but we have hope in gloryland
someday we'll meet again
what a glad reunion that will be
no more pain and strife
or loss from this life
yes, we have hope 
over in glory land

I have a baby 
in heaven you see
and the angels are holding that baby for me
somedays I cry , then I stop and  realize
Heaven is just a sweeter place for me

I have family 
and loved ones 
waiting over there just for me
and I know they are sick no more
Then I start thanking Jesus 
for The Precious price He paid
thanks to Him I have heaven to look for.

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the unlucky one

The UN lucky one 

Puts on her make up
Wear a dress she bough today
 Leave a list is on the table
 Baby sitter’s on her way

Unknown faces around her
She learns to pretend
Same familiar hotel
But with different men’

And she remembered 
When her life use to be fun
But unlike the movie
She was not the lucky one

She though she found love 
But his heart was cold as stone
Cause nine months later
She was in a ward alone

With nowhere to go
And a new life to care for
She found a number
And knock on a door

Her parents disown her 
With a baby in her hands
And this is how
Her dark side began

And she is my friend
 Will never disrespect 
 Will never judge her
 God made no one perfect

And she is a good girl
With beautiful long hair
She has compassion
And she shows it everywhere

She helps a lady cross the street
Give a homeless a dollar
Buys him something to eat
And he said god bless her

And she is not proud 
Of the life she live
And what we don’t understand
We have to learn to forgive

And those with no sins
 Can cast the first stone
And if we can’t throw it
Let’s just leave her alone

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The Nightmares

Nightmares that come are so bad I'm  afraid to sleep
Exhaustion enters making sleep needs reach their peak

A little light sleep to settle down falling falling deeply sound
The horror no no go away nightmares please dissipate

Same dreams every night since my darling baby cried
She nursed, very well fed in the morning she died

Nightmares night afer night awaking my baby I dread
Being rocked, rocked, rocked, looking down my baby's dead

(My adoptive mother lost a child, a little girl at age nine months old.  Back then people used 
home remedies very seldom saw a doctor.  The child had been sick with a cold, mother fed 
her and the next morning she was dead.  The  doctor who examined  the corpse said that 
she had had pneumonia and choked to dead on the mucous.)

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just one look

Just one look you make my heart fly, with your deep round eyes darker than the night sky,
Just one touch,
Sweet life giver, make me run like a river, burn like a fever, just one smile can make me run a mile,
Cos baby, baby, baby, you’re here to simplify my life , you’re here to amplify my soul, baby you’re my life and baby you are my goal..
Don’t deny my love, I can see it in your eyes,
 I`d give the world to be with you, I`d give the heaven in the skies..
I love you so much baby, I `d even let you win, but I can’t let you go,
 Cos to lose you would be sin
Cos baby, baby, baby, you’re here to simplify my life , you’re here to amplify my soul, baby you’re my life and baby you are my goal..
Just one look you make my heart fly, with your deep round eyes darker than the night sky,
Just one touch,
Sweet life giver, make me run like a river, burn like a fever, just one smile can make me run a mile,
Cos baby, baby, baby, you’re here to simplify my life , you’re here to amplify my soul, baby you’re my life and baby you are my goal..

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A Rich Tribute

Mother Teresa been a historical,
and an important,
and a humble figure,
as she had dedicated her life for the poor and the needy indeed, 
the best tribute one can give her is by quoting a single quote of her,
out of the many though, 
the one mentioned below seems to be more precise,
in today’s world,
“Let us more and more insist on raising funds of love, of kindness, of understanding, of peace. Money will come if we seek first the Kingdom of God-the rest will be given”
in the rush of acquiring money,
many have forgotten this lovely aspect,
the aspect of love,
which is much greater than money,
and had crossed a number of boundaries,
from times immemorial,
today jealousy, selfishness, greed have taken over love,
wherein money is not that great,
than love itself,
as love is like a ‘Can’,
which can be filled from the top to the bottom,
unlike money,
which needs to be filled from the bottom instead,
love is greater than money indeed,
as we do love our Gods,
our wives,
the children,
whether they be ours,
or of others,
without distinguishing between their caste, creed, colour,
Love is indeed greater,
as we love the newborns born into this world,
our friends ,
wherein love can also help us to defeat our enemies too,
without love,
no one can progress on,
and neither the countries too,
Therefore love is greater than money indeed!!

'Quote and Author':-
“Let us more and more insist on raising funds of love, of kindness, of understanding, of peace. Money will come if we seek first the Kingdom of God-the rest will be given”- Author: 'Mother Teresa'

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baby cakes

My Baby Cakes

With every breath you take,
My heart starts to quake,
Just to see your smiling face ,
Is all I want to see in this place.
I love you with all my heart,
And nothing can tear us apart,
Not even the life as we know it,
Will ever change the way a bit.
The love we share can always be,
Our life to each other is all I can see,
There is nothing else I need from you,
But to always be here and love me too.
You are my love ,My Baby Cakes,
I will always be here as long as it takes,
To start our new life together today,
Is what I want  and to always say.

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Where are you now

Where are you now     I think about you day and night     How do I reach you     So I can make it right           I`ve called all your friends     Nobody has a clue      Can`t believe your gone     Can`t believe it`s true          Baby please come home     I want you back in my life Can`t live without you     My love, My woman, My wife          Remember I was your hero     I made it all come true     From the first time I saw you     Our love blossomed and grew      Never a harsh word between us     Together always,day and night    You never left my side  Your loving smile in plain sight          For years never turned my head     To look at a pretty face     With you my love at my side      The universe was in place          How do I tell you I`m sorry     My cries fall upon deaf ears     Saw me in bed with another woman     Left my world covered in tears          I put a bounty on our love     A reward to bring you back           You belong with me     Years ago we made a pact          Till death do us part     Through blue skies and stormy weather     Remember your vows     Promised to grow old together    Nobody can replace your love     Only one woman for me     You and I together     It was meant to be          Baby please come home     I want you back in my life     Can`t live without you     My love, My woman, My wife

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Today Is September 1 2007

On this day 16 years ago a beautiful baby girl was born.
As I cried they took her away.
My grandmother watching as if nothing were wrong.
Photos came for a brief moment then stopped
She was gone never to be herd from or seen.
It seemed as if she just vanished.
The agencies said her new family had moved.
No forwarding address to be found.
They apologize for the inconvenience.
Trying to convince me not to give up hope.
Hope what is this, something I find hard to have.
Years have come and gone and not a word.
The last photo I reserved she must have been 3 or 4 years old.
My search it still continues today, 
but not a trace of her or her family do I see.
On this the anniversary of her birth
 I still cry for the loss of my baby girl I bore so long ago.

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Nikhil Chandwani releases his poetry book titled Ink'd With Love

The must awaited poetry book by a national awardee Nikhil Chandwani has finally been released. With high expectations and very high potential buyers due to his massive fan support, Nikhil finally released his poetry book titled Ink'd With Love.

There have been books on teenagers and there have been books on their emotions but somehow, these images are not of only one individual. Hence a new poetry book that is titled Ink'd With Love.  It involves many romantic poems written by a national award winner, Nikhil Chandwani.. At every stage of the teenager’s life he or she faces deception, is cheated and the hurt refuses to go away. It is an interesting portrayal of the neo-adult life- where aspirations are on the high, the zeal to make a difference for oneself is acute- and still the mind is overlapped with childlike innocence ready to take the deadly plunge into the real mayhem of chaotic existence. What seems rosy attracts but the taste of reality is later bittersweet leaving a long lasting impact in the reader’s mind- giving him the chance to identity with the protagonist.

Much of the work comes across as poetic images, disjointed sentences… the stream of consciousness that pervades the young… they do so many things at the same time. They live their own lives and also lives of others around them. It affects them and yet they are unable to perceive the feelings as one whole. Some can take the hurt along with the accolades but some are unable to take the hurt. They suffer broken, disjointed lives and some are even forced to give up the struggle. This is the life of a teenager portrayed by one of the fastest rising author from India, Nikhil Chandwani. 
This is his second book. First one of an international best seller 

Nineteen year old Nikhil Chandwani is a prolific writer. He writes fictional stories for various magazines, newspapers and websites. He is a gifted lyricist, best selling author (I wrote your name in the sky) and a national award winning poet rolled into one. He is, at present, pursuing his engineering degree from VIT Vellore.

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New Years Ring

N-  Never say never, please don't say No this day
E-  Everyone see what I have to give you in a surprising way
W- Ways to tell her you love her, so many things to say
Y-  Yet another year, until your here
E-  Even the Baby New Years 
A-  Argue if you want I expect you there
R-  Raving about the excitement, News Years cheer
R-  Revamp, count down, kiss, ring, question, your reply dear
I-  Interested in only one word to appear
N- Neal I mean kneel down, ok clear
G-  Gently put the ring on and then the crowd again cheers

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        A baby's  voice
Mammy can you hear me, will you listen to my plea 
Mammy please don't do it,take the gift of life from me
If you go ahead and do this thing 
It will be to me your baby 
A baby you'll never ever hold or see 
I have the right to live in the outside world 
After the time I have spent in here 
You will never ever forgive yourself 
And it will only end in a tear 
So mammy have some courage and follow your heart 
Don't listen to those foolish ones
Do the right thing from the start 
So mammy please don't do it
 Even as a  last resort
Don't even contemplate the ending of my life 
By trying to abort 

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What If Christmas Disappeared

What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton

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I'm the Knife

I said, “Take my hand, girl, let’s go for a ride.
You gotta choose soon, you gotta pick a side.
Pick me, the good, or pick them, the bad."
She said, "Babe, I pick you." That made me pretty glad
We left Chicago, we chose route 66
Headed to Santa Fe to get our fix
Took a hit before we left, one hit for the road
Then we stopped in St. Louis to lighten the load

Takin' this ride was the worst decision
Cut your family in two, like an incision
The knife was me, babe, I'm the knife
Your family won't be happy with your life

Drained a bottle of Bourbon before we started our day
"Drivin' crazy is the best." We always say
The highway was our freedom, our only way out
Never thought this road would end, we didn't have a doubt
Stopped in Oklahoma City, where the fields are endless
We only had each other, it seemed we were friendless
Drained another bottle when we checked in for the night
Got crazy, made some love, and had a fight

Takin' this ride was the worst decision
Cut your family in two, like an incision
The knife was me, babe, I'm the knife
Your family won't be happy with your life
The knife was me, babe, I'm the knife
I don't know why you put me through this strife

Hit the road in the mornin', too early it felt
Checked on my arm and saw I had a welt
Well, my baby hits hard when the whiskey runs wild
Only time I love her is when her temper is mild
Stopped at Amarillo, ‘cause our car overheated
My baby said to me, “I don’t like the way I’m treated!
When you tell me you love me you're never serious!"
I said, "Baby, I love you, you're just delirious."

Takin’ this ride was the worst decision
Cut your family in two, like an incision
The knife was me, babe, I’m the knife
Your family won’t be happy with your life
The knife was me, babe, I'm the knife
When we get to Santa Fe you'll be my wife

Saw a sign, "Welcome to Santa Fe!",  filled us with joy 
Took a look at my girl, she sighed and played it coy
Took my eyes off the road just for a second
Then that light came, well it did beckon
Smashed my foot on the brakes, plowed into a truck
"Well," I said to my baby, "That's just our luck.
But don't worry we made it to Santa Fe!"
Too bad my baby's soul had flown away

Takin’ this ride was the worst decision
Cut your life short like an incision
The knife was me, babe, I’m the knife
Your family won’t be happy what I did to your life
The knife was me, babe, I'm the knife
I regret it all, what I did to your life

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Wife and a Mother

 Joey And Mother

Mothers are a gift from the heavens above
All through life they share their love
Mothers are the greatest creation 
They are what they are and need no explanation
From that first day starts a new life of love and joy
They do anything to protect their baby girl or boy
They walk around as proud as can be
They want to shout look I have a life inside me
Bigger and bigger she gets as time goes by
Some suffer from pain and they cry
There love is so strong that they can bear the pain
They suffer and pray that it all was not in vain
The greatest day on earth has come
With some pain and pushing you are now a mom
You have suffered a lot and sometimes cried
But now it is over and with a baby at your side
Now the easy part is over and your baby is here to stay
You become a doctor a lawyer different people everyday
You protect and raise them through the years
With love joy and even some tears
Now their grown and its time for them to leave
You think back over the years while you grieve
Even thou they are gone and hardly call you
They may not write but they do love you
Mothers belong on a pedestal with the word rare
From the first day till the last they always care
Mothers are and will always be
The greatest any world will ever see
When it is her time to go to heavens place
She is sent back to earth wearing a new face
Over and over a mother they be
To give love to their new baby
Back and forth from heaven to earth
With love and joy and giving birth
Mothers are not one of a kind
They are all the same with love in mind
With love in there heart from heaven they come
Before you move on let me say I love you mom

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It was almost the stroke of midnight, when the end of him did come

She heard the breeze blow tenderly, whispering baby it is done.

Her eye's full of anger, full of pain and tormented grief

Still the breeze was whispering, Baby look for me

She walked to-wards the window, as she looked up hoping he was near

Written in the stars, to her surprise the words were spelt out clear

Baby I'm in heaven, with the Angels and the saints

Forgiveness my Father gave me, that my spirit shall not be faint

Live for me my Angel, live life as if with me

Lay the flowers of our love affair upon my grave beneath our tree

She fell upon the floor, as her knee's buckled with the pain

How do I carry on? How here do I remain?

Her vision became blurry, as her tears became a mask

Beside the bed she fumbled for the bottle and the glass

God I beg thee answer, is there anyway to send him back?

Throwing the empty bottle to the wall it hit and smashed

She fell asleep holding to her pillow, to her it felt like him

Until the break of morning light, as sunlight shone straight in

The postman brought a letter, the handwriting well she knew

Inside he'd wrote the message, I'll always be with you

C'mon baby you know better, we don't take on pain like this

Wipe dry those eye's so hurting and give me one more kiss

She closed her eye's to see him, as his face appeared so bright

She could not go on without him, committed suicide that night

Had she only waited, the phone call came too late

Clemency was granted, he had passed over his certain fate

His Innocence was proven, he was coming home

Excited from his prison cell, he said, baby pick up the phone 

The call was never answered, her life had slipped away

Upon the floor her body icy cold lay in wait

If only she'd been stronger, If his promise she had kept

To keep him ever with her, to never once forget

Maybe they'd of made it, in this world and to the next

Instead he lives with loneliness, sadness and regrets.

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Silver moon

shine down on me silver moon
the day was bright and oh so long
my newly found angle is with you tonight
with her broken halo and paper thin wings
and she needs someone to love her 
and she wants someone to love her
so why did you run away
why did you leave her all alone
  She is as bright as the sun above me
more peaceful as the bluest skies
and if she dies before me 
i may just have to lay there and die beside her 
there is no silver linning if she dosent love you
so we will just let the black bird sing its song for you 
and let the depression sink in cause she 
wants her baby tonight
and she needs her baby tonight 
so please silver moon let her have me!!!

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Laurens song

There is a light inside of you
blue eyes that light up a room
it was your heart that saw me thru
love of a child that i mother to

A crooked smile and a blankie
big blue eyes smiling back at me
life wasnt given to you by me
but my baby is all that I see

There was a sign daddy taught you
that let you know everything is alright
your hand in mine and you always knew
that he would love you til the end of time

but the ghost in the doorway
makes no way to get passed
my fears echo the hallway
 and your voice is heard last

A crooked smile and a blankie
big blue eyes smiling back at me
life wasnt given to you by me
but my baby is all that I see

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diggin on you

say baby can i talk to you?
i see you across the way 
staring at me with such curiosity
baby i wanna know what your name is 
youve gotten my attention by your pretty smile
your soft dark smooth skin
Im diggin on you like im feeling true love for the first time

who i am? is not important
baby im diggin you 
so just tell me what you wanna do?
you got my attention now im staring at you with curiosity
can i be your slave baby? 

im diggin on you 
from your pretty smile baby
to your soft nice brown skin
i just wanna know you girl 
Im diggin on you baby 
I got a love jones for ya

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I Will Always Love You

I woke up one morning, 
When I heard my baby cry.
Looking in the mirror, 
She found a wrinkle by her eye.

She said, "Will you still love me 
When my beauty slips away?"
And as I took her in my arms, 
This was what I had to say.

I will always love you. 
That will never end.
When we're old and gray, 
You’ll still be my best friend.

With you I'd share each moment, 
For the rest of my life.
I will be your husband, 
If you will be my wife.

She gave me a daughter, 
The apple of my eye.
We raised her together, 
As the years flew quickly by.

And on our girl's wedding day, 
My baby cried a tear.
When I put my arm around her 
And whispered in her ear.

I will always love you. 
That will never end.
When we're old and gray, 
You’ll still be my best friend.

I wouldn't trade these moments
For any other life.
That's why I'm your husband,
That’s why you're my wife.

As the years overtook us, 
My life began to fade.
And last night, at my bedside, 
She asked me why I stayed.

I took her by the hand, 
And held it for a while.
Then breathing my last breath 
I told her with a smile.

I will always love you. 
That will never end.
Now we're old and gray 
And you're still my best friend.

With you, I've shared each moment, 
The best years of my life.
I'm glad I was your husband, 
I'm proud you were my wife.

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Sweet Angel

I know I can't find the words to say 
But I'll give it a try anyway.....
For the past couple months I know I've been different
But baby it's you, you've got me slippin',
Slippin right through your precious hands
As I try to explain to you, but you still don't want to understand,
I want us back to the way we were before,
When you actually cared about me and would open my door.
You would hold my hand so secure and tight,
and treated with the love that I knew was right!
Now every night I sit and wonder why,
You watch me drown myself  in all my saddened cries...
Cant you see that I'm silently screaming!
Its that twinkle in your eye, constantly gleaming
It's turned you so dark, shady, and cold,
I just want my baby back in my arms to hold.
Where is that sweet angel I used to adore,
I can't seem to find him, he sure isn't here anymore.... 

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i feel like am small
tho am tall
strong as a wall
i won't so much
i need to be in touch
to get in
i feel like a

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God Knew Me Before I Was Born

God Knew Me Before I Was Born! God knew me, before I existed! He was there, before my name was listed! Before I was born, he had a divine plan! He was there, before I reached out my hand! Before I knew who I even was, or my name… His life for mine, way why his son came! Before I could put on my shoes and clothes… He had called me! It was I… That he chose! Before I was old enough to make up my own mind… He was there waiting! So patient and kind! Before I became an adult… I refused to believe! Whatever God offered... I didn’t want to receive! Before too long… I had my own family and home. But then family left me... And I was alone! Before God… I came, and cried and repented! The inside of my mind felt confused and tormented! Before I really knew what was actually going on… God reached inside and forgave me of past wrongs! Before the next day was coming about… I found a new love and peace throughout! Before God, I know that he’s changed me! I have found a new life for eternity! Won’t you come before God and accept him too? You’ll never know what he can do for YOU! By Jim Pemberton

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A Single Mom---Runaway Dad

She is lonely, scared and frail
Locked up in a dirty jail
Her babies taken far away
Just because she couldn't pay
For their diapers, clothes and food
So she thought of something shrewd
Steal everything she needed
Getting caught she begged and pleaded
For a chance to pay it back
But no one gave her any slack
The babies pulled from her care 
All her dreams now disappear
Of bedtime stories every night
Watching them grow was delight
Now she sits alone to think
Why people pushed her to the brink
And not helping when she asked
It is such a simple task
If you start a family
Don't run the moment that you see
Things are getting way to tough
Because it just isn't enough 
Saying you'll man up and provide
For the babies in your life
Then turn your back when they need
Money for rent and food to eat
Leaving a scared single mom
To do something that will harm
Her life and the babies future
She never planned to live this torture

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My Angel

My Angel

Not so very long ago, an angel came to me. She wasn’t wearing a halo or wings, at least none that could be seen.

Instead she came as a bundle of joy, with eyes wide and bright. This beautiful baby girl, has  brought my life light.

 So tiny and precious, with so much to learn, a gift from above, it was finally my turn.
My beautiful baby girl, so sweet and rare; there isn’t a girl, that can ever compare.

I never imagined, that something so small, could bring so much joy, to one and to all.

She is my daughter, the best thing that I’ve done; without her beside me, life wouldn’t be fun.

Words can’t express, the love that she brings, all I can say, is it makes your heart sing.

I taught her to be, and all that I know, but she has taught me, that we learn as we grow.

Where ever life takes her, we’ll never be apart; for we are always together, within the heart.

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In the vast beauty and diversity
                 of the reaches of the cosmos
           impresses upon us all
the shear minute dust we are
                 in any comparison
The simplicity of laws
            that govern it's most basic
     and complex movements
Birth , Life , Death
                 some would distain this as "circular"
as the patterns in creation are
for all things existing within its confines
the birth , life , death of stars   , galaxies
entropy and the recirculation of those elements
into new structures encased
                 in the womb for new material
apply equally to the diversity of structures
                 cycling on the little blue marble
seed  sprout   bush    tree     seed 
seed  sprout   plant    flower     seed
seed   baby    child     adult       seed
same  down    onthe   cellular    level
same  down    tothe    atomic     level 
                 and its clock
in a state of perfectly circular self propagation
For those who foolishly accuse us of being
Let me explain              a simple something
     how we measure time in the cosmos
is based on a circular orbital movement of planets
                      and stars
and as for thinking
are questions seeking answers which just
                     lead to more questions
          and that's the beauty of it
       simplicity defines even the most
        complex systems that function
right down to the circuit boards for computers
        and technology
Mama      seals     it      with     Kiss
        Keep it simple stupid
anyone who doesn't know
a clock embedded in the universe
has not recognized his own 

Ecc 8:17
COPYRIGHT © 2013 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC

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Abortion poem

Tears running down her 
saddened face
Closing the door, quickly 
looking behind
Wondering why she walked into 
this place
Does anyone know what she 
just did?

A messed up life, brought on by 
Needing help, but where?
Searching for love and only 
getting used
Waking up one day, a new life 
growing inside her

Confusion clouded by doubt 
and fear
What should she do right now?
Fearing rejection and 
judgement from others 
Walking into the clinic, it would 
be ok somehow

As soon as the procedure was 
Tears of regret flowed down her 
The heart beat of a life once 
Disappeared, gone without a 

A voice that would never utter 
a word
A powerful silence for the 
Quickly ushered in the arms of 
The Lord
Precious life, never to return 

If you are carrying all this guilt 
inside of you
Please know that the Savior 
sent His Son to die 
He took your sins and all mine 
Died a cruel death, because He 
loves you!

We need to turn from all our sin
Put our faith in the holy Lamb 
of God
Don't carry all your guilt within
There's hope and forgiveness 
through the Son

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Letters to my Juliet

Dear little Julie, you have grown into a woman now,
you have changed so much since the time i remember i just didn't know how.
I mean come on your almost as tall as me, and your my baby sister,
each day that goes by i just see you getting stronger and faster.

When you came into this world i couldn't be more happier,
when i took you in my arms and shed a tear i new you were going to be blessing.
And now you grow and grow some more,
i don't even recognize you anymore.

You have a good mind and a strong heart,
i guess that's what a person gets when she's not apart.
Apart from one person that loves you the most,
i just don't want to make you cry with my boast. 

You have a whole life ahead of you little sister,
i just pray and hope that you chose to live your life like a mistress.
Cause if anything else i would die,
and maybe even close my eyes and cry.

I wish you could feel the love i have for you cause it is un-explainable,
but if you try hard enough with all your might, it might be possible.
I just wanted you to know how i feel about you,
I'll love you till i die and i wont say it only a few. 

Dedicated to my baby sister Julie.

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What If Christmas Never Came

 UNSUPPORTED CODE What If…   Christmas Never Came???

What if Christmas never happened?  
What if Christmas never came?
Things around here would be different! 
It wouldn’t be the same!

What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger?
Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger!

If the baby Jesus wasn’t born.  There would be no nativity.
We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.”

It’s almost like this now! 
 It’s an “ever increasing business.”
It seems like nearly everyone wants
  “Christ out of Christmas!”

Why does it seem like Christmas is 
 losing it’s true meaning?
The very words; “Merry Christmas,” 
seem to be quickly disappearing!

Many say; “Happy Holiday.”  
They worry they may “offend.”
Having a “holiday” without Christ….  
Once again!

We need to put Jesus Christ back into 
our CHRISTmas season!
He is what Christmas is about!  HE is the very reason!

May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth.
May there be shouts of JOY!  From the corners of the earth!

Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration!
We need him so much right now! 
 All over this great nation!

May we bring to him a heart of love
 for everything he’s done.
As we bring honor to Christ.  God’s precious son!

May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise!
Not only at Christmas time…  But all of our days!

By Jim Pemberton

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The Life Inside Of Me: My Blessing

Never thought a life of another would be growing inside of me 
It came as a surprise to me but a baby is not what I need
Abortion is never an option I see, adoption is not where my baby will be.
For the next 9 months it’s going to be you and me.
Having you nurturing inside of me will give me the strength to be strong.
At times I will break down and cry 
Other times my smile will shine.
I can’t wait to see you grow.
To see pictures of your fingers and toes.
You tossing and turning inside of me inflicts pain but that fine with me
Because that lets me know Mommy’s baby is okay.
As your body constantly grow
My stomach will start to show.
Our bond will get stronger and stronger
Seeing the features of your face will excite me 
Makes me wonder if you will have big brown eyes 
Or those of your father
It really doesn’t matter because I will see.
I wonder if you are a girl or a boy.
Will I buy blankets with pink flowers or blue trucks.
With you growing inside of me, I began to think of my importance
How you will be a blessing to me and how blessed I will be.
Months have passed and I can no longer fit my pants 
Stomach sits out big and far
I can’t but think there you are.
Can’t wait for you to be in mommy’s arms.
From here on out you are all that matters to me.

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Nikhil Chandwani releases his poetry book titled Ink'd With Love

The must awaited poetry book by a national awardee Nikhil Chandwani has finally been released. With high expectations and very high potential buyers due to his massive fan support, Nikhil finally released his poetry book titled Ink'd With Love.

There have been books on teenagers and there have been books on their emotions but somehow, these images are not of only one individual. Hence a new poetry book that is titled Ink'd With Love.  It involves many romantic poems written by a national award winner, Nikhil Chandwani.. At every stage of the teenager’s life he or she faces deception, is cheated and the hurt refuses to go away. It is an interesting portrayal of the neo-adult life- where aspirations are on the high, the zeal to make a difference for oneself is acute- and still the mind is overlapped with childlike innocence ready to take the deadly plunge into the real mayhem of chaotic existence. What seems rosy attracts but the taste of reality is later bittersweet leaving a long lasting impact in the reader’s mind- giving him the chance to identity with the protagonist.

Much of the work comes across as poetic images, disjointed sentences… the stream of consciousness that pervades the young… they do so many things at the same time. They live their own lives and also lives of others around them. It affects them and yet they are unable to perceive the feelings as one whole. Some can take the hurt along with the accolades but some are unable to take the hurt. They suffer broken, disjointed lives and some are even forced to give up the struggle. This is the life of a teenager portrayed by one of the fastest rising author from India, Nikhil Chandwani. 
This is his second book. First one of an international best seller 

Nineteen year old Nikhil Chandwani is a prolific writer. He writes fictional stories for various magazines, newspapers and websites. He is a gifted lyricist, best selling author (I wrote your name in the sky) and a national award winning poet rolled into one. He is, at present, pursuing his engineering degree from VIT Vellore.

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About Gabriella

Life has changed so much since u arrive.
I don't think I have ever felt so tired in my life before!
Never thought I would stress over everything I do either!
My view of life has changed, its no longer ah whatever happens will happen. Now its the case of who is making it happen, why is it happening and how will it effect me and my baby

Mmm me and my baby that's a new one
It feels like my life is gone!if I want to try and do something for myself it never works out. Don't get me wrong I love my daughter more than life itself, but there is no time for me anymore
I can't take the extra 15mins in the bath
I can't sleep in the extra 5
I definitely can't have a full night sleep
I can't relax when I come home from work
i can't even keep my eyes open to watch a movie at night
I can't go out at night as bedtime is at 7pm
I can't go anywhere within the house with out being followed
There is soo many cants but when I think of what I can do, its magical

I can be woken up at 1 3 or 5 am and my daughter will always be happy to see me
I can leave for work knowing that when I come back she will be right there waiting for me
I can learn to be a kid again by learning the nursery rhymes all over
I can prepare a bath knowing my baby is gonna have the time of her life in the water
I can fight with her to get clothes on and food in her tummy but I will know she is well looked after
I can drift her off to sleep knowing I was the last person her little eyes saw
I can lay in my bed at the end of the day knowing my little one played her hearts content out with me and went to bed loving me for it

Having a child is not easy and raising her the right way is even more difficult! Life is a test when you are alone but when you have a little eyes staring up at you life turns into challenge!

Never give up in what you believe in and especially what you are trying to achieve when you are faced with a baby to look after! It may take a little longer to get there and a lot more strength with courage but you will get there! Remember no one ever said it would be easy and at the end of the day its you who decides which path to take in life!

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BABY doll

Porcelain face
Fake smile
Dull laugh

Is she your perfect baby doll
Does she have perfection enough
For you to hold?
Is she the good girl
Not always as bold?

Does she care?
Does she listen to your every word spoken?
Does she feel when trouble stirs
Is she your perfect baby doll?

Is her face perfect enough for YOUR smile?
Are her eyes bright enough to light you up?

Is she powdered plastered pasted together enough to not let her cracks show?
Is she your perfect baby doll?

Is she proud enough to watch you grow

Is she strong enough to hold your once broken heart not to let it fall?
Is she your perfect baby doll?

I was am and never will be
What you seem to crave
A seemingly perfectly powdered plastered pasted
Baby doll

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They think they look good, yeah, they think they look fine
Hookers on the corner selling coochie for a dime

They lean into cars with their breasts hanging out
Talk to their tricks in a soft baby pout

What's up baby do you like what you see
It's all yours but you know it ain't for free

Gotta get em high so they can scream and holler
When it's all over wasn't worth a dollar

A hooker ain't picky she'll do it anywhere
Wipe off her coochie tuck the twenty in her hair

She's all about business when it comes to making money
Give it all away to the pimp who calls her honey

Then they get old and the crack rocks got em
And who wants a ho with no breasts and no bottom

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A horrendous act
that could only be imagined
as Insidious and contemptuous
Many were massacred
Thousands displaced
The Hausa Militias took over
Zaria was in their palm
A horrendous act
That could only be imagined
As Insidious and contemptuous
Many were massacred
Thousands displaced
The Hausa Militias took over
Zaria was in their palm
The entire Kaduna was under their feet
The violent hollow-minded men
It was religious animosity
That under-bellies an ethnic hatred
These men are insane

Men were butchered 
Women were slaughtered 
Children matcheted at will
All in the Jihad against
Miss World Beauty Pageant
And blasphemy against the Prophet
They unleashed waves of brutal massacres

Houses were razed, churches burnt
Shops and offices turned into ashes
Yet "Allahu Akbar" is echoed
After every killing by the intemperate bullies

Inhabitants of NDA Streets were not spared
The men that carries religious insanity
Majored in Major Street
They became the killing Captain of Captain street
The men in uniform were hapless, yet helpless
These men are enmeshed and immersed in cultism
Of the atavistic and barbarous proportion called Jihad
Sweat of decades were turned to ashes within seconds
The cost of human lives were immeasurable

It was to be and it was
Months of fear
Weeks of tremor of terror
Days of bloodshed
Hours that carries sorrow
Minutes that lacks emotional indemnity
Seconds of bloody tears
Survivors became refugees at the NDA’s field
The only safe place in the land
No food, no water, no shelter
Indeed, no hunger
Except for hunger to be alive

Days where a father shuns family tie 
And strangulate his baby for survival 
Less, the warriors will unearth 
The rest of the family in the hide out
The baby’s cry was a taboo
Gush! The only option was for the
Father to throttle his own baby to death
To keep the other members of the family alive

Many flee without taking a pin
Thousands left behind houses . . . properties
A journey to start all over again
Separation set in 
Frustration envelopes many
For the inanity of men that 
Carries blood with religion.

Alayande Stephen T.
October 11, 2008

An account of brutal massacre occasioned 
By unbridled religion intolerance in 
Kaduna State, Nigeria in 2002 during the aborted 
Miss World Beauty Contest in Nigeria as 
Narrated by an eye witness Latifat of UNILORIN.

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Cries of Life

Warm sun over head, as rays beaming down,
She stood in the shadow of the big oak tree,
She crying fell to one knee, alone now free,
Her gallant indian brave lover was gone.

Watch the sad oaks bend
Of the visions of in the winds                                                 Chorus

Eyes of tears, heart of clay, she was in such dismay,
His spirit grabbed her by her right arm,
Winds singing his lonesome song, she listens,
My dear they are gone, you are in no harm.

Aloud and alone she cries
Sad and miserable inward she dies                                            Chorus

The breezes blew, loud her cries in the winds,
Then a baby's cry, a sad love desperately sends,
The cries of her child, her new born vision,
What shall she now do, oh...a decision.

The winds of life sing
She alone to her baby sings                                                       Chorus

She swaddles him close, new baby boy, 
In its blanket, she with a sad heart, yet joy,
She rests now beneath that old oak tree,
For now the two were alone but free.

They ride on the wind
Far away around the rivers bend                                                 Chorus

Linda Terrell
Feb. 26, 2010

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Going On Sixty Four

(note: written for a challenge using Beatle song titles)

Honey Pie,you're just not Another Girl,
Because, You Really Got A Hold On Me.
When I Get Home, I Want To Hold Your Hand,
I Wanna Be Your Man, Wild Honey Pie.
Oh Darling, love me When I'm Sixty four.
Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, life goes on ya.

You have All My Loving, so Love Me Do,
until Yesterday becomes tomorrow.
Don't Ask Me Why, just know Baby It's You.
So Don't Ever Change and Don't Let Me Down.
Oh Darling love me When I'm Sixty four.
Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, life goes on ya.

Please Don't Cry Baby Cry 'cause we haven't
seen Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band,
nor ever rode a Yellow Submarine,
to frolic in Octopus's Garden.
Oh Darling, love me When I'm Sixty four.
Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, life goes on ya.

Like The Fool On The Hill at Penny Lane,
we didn't use Maxwell's Silver Hammer,
on our love to make a Helter Skelter
Here There And Everywhere, Day Tripper life.
Oh Darling love me When I'm Sixty four.
Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, life goes on ya.

Yes I've Got A Feeling that If I Fell
off The Long And Winding Road or I'm Down
on a Hard Day's Night,you will smile so bright,
that There'll Be No Lonesome Tears In My Eyes.
Oh Darling love me When I'm Sixty four
Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, life goes on ya

I'm Glad All Over with you Honey Pie,
'cause you would go Across The Universe
to be with me more than Eight Days A Week
and Hold Me Tight singing Here Comes The Sun.
Oh Darling love me When I'm Sixty four
Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, life goes on ya

Darling, I'm Happy Just To Dance With You,
loving this Magical Mystery Tour,
not penned by any Paperback Writer.
Let us then Twist And Shout with Words Of Love.
Oh Darling love me When I'm Sixty four.
Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, life goes on ya.

Ooh My Soul,  we two are now sixty four.
So From Me To You, P.S. I Love You,
more than yesterday and to this I Shout,
Don't Ever Change, For No One, Let It Be!
Oh Darling, love me beyond sixty four.
Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, life goes on ya.
Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, life goes on ya

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A tear was shed today because a boy became a man
A life of crime he chose, alone in a cell he stands

A tear was shed today a family was torn apart a mother
 And father divorced and broke their Childs heart

A tear was shed today as the preacher said God Bless
A flag was given to a family as a Hero was laid to rest

A tear was shed today it fell like a drop of rain a mother
Lossed a child her joy turned to pain

A tear was shed today a man was born again his sins
Were washed away he rejoiced with family and friends

A tear was shed today a baby was born into this world
A father smiled as he held his baby girl

A tear was shed today God answered a prayer, a homeless
Man was set free from a life of despair

A tear was shed today as God gave these words to me 
I thanked him for the gift of writing poetry

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Someone's Baby Girl

You kiss your pride and joy,
Your beautiful baby girl.
Your every prayer was answered
When she came into this world.
You crawl into bed
And your husband holds you tight.
You turn on the news,
Like you do every night.
When there on your TV,
Is someone’s baby girl.
They show an old picture,
Big blue eyes and pretty curls.
Now she cuddles on her mother’s lap
As they conduct the interview,
Her mother cries and begs for help,
And you’re thankful she’s not you.
“My daughter’s sick with cancer,
And her daddy’s not around.
She was diagnosed four months after
We laid him in the ground.
I work two jobs, and it helps some,
But still is not enough.
Dealing with her treatments
Has been so very tough. “
You try to close your eyes,
But just can’t fall asleep.
That baby girl stays on your mind,
Her pain makes you want to weep.
You walk down to your kitchen
And pour a glass of milk.
You notice on the carton,
A little girl dressed in silk.
At the time she was only give,
and somehow disappeared
playing in her own back yard;
that’s every parent’s fear.
Time has passed, and her mother prays
She’ll find her way back home.
Others tell her to give up,
But her heart will never loose hope.
It really gets you thinking
About your precious baby girl
And how lucky you are to have her,
Your light, your love, your world.
You peak into her room
As she sleeps gracefully,
And you pray for other children
To be as safe as she.

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Mistake of a Lifetime...part 5

By the sound of her voice and the redness of her skin, 

I can see the type of agonizing pain she is in. 

Her scream is as loud as can be. 

It seems like her life is going to end as far as I can see. 

As soon as we enter the hospital, everyone stares at her and I. 

Then suddenly she screams,"OH MY GOD I'M GONNA DIE!!!". 

The doctors rush to her without any further say or do. 

They quickly run her to a room so I run along with them too. 

Her heavy breathing and screaming proved that she was going through excruciating pain. 

And the intensity of her actions makes it seem like her life is going down the drain. 

The painful tears and the deep depression in her eyes 

just makes me want to break down and cry. 

"IT'S COMING !!", she franticly yells. 

Now it seems that my life is going straight to Hell. 

The doctor says," You've got to push. Push like you've never pushed before !". 

Now she begins to push more and more. 

Suddenly, in a breif few seconds, the baby is out and for all to see. 

But the only thing I see wrong about the baby is that it barely looks like its mother, but looks 
completely nothing like me.

Now I'm left with this blank expression on my face with nothing to say and not knowing what 
to do. 

But that really doesn't matter right now because here comes baby number two... 

...(To be continued)...

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siting alone i think of you

today is snowly and bright, as i sit here on this net tonight many say hi'' 
and can we talk ? i just wanta think of you in my sad state of mine ,where are you 
now  i wonder? you call and say you are not home thinking the worse i get on the 
phone. where are you now ? you say you made it back . did you forget our snowly 
track's.  is our love failing or our we already through ? 
did you fine you already  somebody new? as i sit here thinking the worse to come 
that you tell me our love is now done.  dont tell me please to get over you, dont 
tell me please i need somebody new . dont tell me we can find happyness if we 
part our own way's. cause baby i gave you my heart that day . 
my soul i share with you , that's why my life isnt  feeling so blue we saw what we 
both can really do when love for for eachother is really true.
you tell me you feel my heart and soul ,across the cold deep ocean of gold ,you 
say i'm drifferent from you no . yes i am from my head to my toes . 
i know how to love , when other's say they do , and than a couple of months forget 
they knew you , your alway's in my heart and soul . your a part of me i wont let go
i love you dearly within my heart , im your love keep's me from falling apart. 
you took a sad me and turned me around , you was the one that picked my soul 
from off the ground . you changed my life from bad to good i never throught a 
person could. maybe  fate dose no the one's that are right  cause baby it brought  
us together here that night . i know i made you happy in your smile thats shinn's 
like gold ,and if you look real close you'll see my heart of gold... 
you will always be in my heart ,and always in my soul as long as i have faith i'll 
never let you go.. to mohammad,tafesh,from lisa  life gose on we fallow ,each 
day makes us strong .. and with are love as one i know we cant go wrong ..

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As the Baby Cries

At a

And complete

Of time,
Sanity, as well as

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Day One - Contest

Day one ..
I have just made a journey
Through dark tight tunnels
striving to reach the end
The end called LIFE

I enter the world crying
Was frightened along life’s way
Still attached to my living food bag
'Til click and cut I am free.

My mouth and nose are cleaned
of all the debris stored therein
Wrapped tightly in a white warm sheet
I meet this strange red faced woman
my Mam

She is crying also, tears of happiness, of joy
waited many long years, for me her son
Can feel the love, she has inside as she
holds me tightly to her breast and sighs

Tears subside, I am calm
Time to sleep away my cares
I am at peace now, from Day 1
this is home, Mam and Tad are here

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My unplaned Bump

You where unplaned
5 months from  now you be a bump
before I know it you'll be here 
I love you already 
You've made have been unplaned 
But you where the best bump
That could have ever happen to me 
I love you 
I can't wait until I can hold and kiss your little checks.
You've done got me warp around your little finger
You are my one and only 
Now I can't see myself without you.
You have your daddys eyes
And my smile 
All I want is the best for you
I love you 
My unplaned bump.
I can't wait until I see your face
Don't worry everything will be alright
I got everything planed for us.

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like a mother giving birth;
with extra emotions stirring,
so hard to handle at first,
but so worthit as it happens.
undying new hope,
as a new life opens.
grace and blessing with every thought,
as strength of new legacy takes over.
the fire it has lit,
fitted with joy of tears.
recovery with healing,
inspires new depths of apathy.
no more tears of regrets,
just the laughter of angels.
just seeing tomorrow as a new chance,
thanking God for a life saved.
sacrifices for a good cause;
never being too troubled,
or too lost,
to go back and thanked who started it all.....!!!

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my lucky number

A world of brand new sights not yet seen,
And all of my life to take them in,
I wonder what I will come across this day,
When I open my eyes for the first time,
Nine months ago I was just a small speck,
Unknowing of all the lives I would soon change,      
And you could not imagine your life with me,
How we would share this world from now on,
No longer would you live in this world alone.

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Never letting go

Baby Sent me free i cant take this pain anymore
you can see all the tears fallen down my face 
like water fall. i'm walking away from the pain
and hurt in my life  baby you got me all wrong
im not getting any younger i just getting old
be careful what you wish for might just get it all
when i think my self at nights getting shorter and
wake up in morning sun hits your face days getting
time pass by you getting old
last time you can see your baby face
all when i look in your eyes i dreaming of your
face i think about all the time dream  at midnight
because its only me and you
the days keep changing people say goodbye or say Hello
i hope this life get better as time goes 
one chance one breathe one life one kiss one love
as i go sleep holding on to my pillow looking out window 
at the stars i keep breathe because i know not to let go
and im not going let you go

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When you hold a baby...

Are you lonely? 
Are you sad?
Are you troubled?
Feelin' bad?

Are you worried?
Are you down?
Find yourself
on a merry-go-round?

Take away your sorrow.
Forget yesterday and tomorrow.
Your storm will turn to calm,
when you hold a baby in your arms.

They don't care if you're tall or short,
chubby or thin.
They don't  care what you believe,
where you're from or the color of your skin.

They kick, they sigh, gurgle, and grin.
Oh what Love a baby brings!

So take away your sorrow.
Forget bout yesterday and tomorrow.
Your storm will turn to calm,
just hold a baby in your arms.

Milton L. Delgado
May 7, 2004

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If There Was NO Christmas

What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton

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Baby Girl

Baby Girl By: Brandon Lucas 

You are the sunshine of my life baby girl
and you deserve the moon and stars
and everything in this world.
You know I''ll be right by your side
whenever you call.
You know I''ll be there to pick you up
whenever you fall.
I know I haven''t always been there
whenever you needed me.
And I know I''ve done a few bad things
that you should have never seen,
but I swear to you child
that things are gonna change.
So don''t be ashamed of me
because I love you.
Well time goes by and it seems my friend,
that things aren''t what they should have been.
I know I''ve messed up time after time,
but things are gonna be just fine Baby Girl.
Now that I''ve told you how I feel,
just know my love for you is real
and your always in my heart until the day death do us part.
Baby girl... I love you.

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      As I sit here I choke back my tears
        cause I need to know you care
      I'm hanging onto the ropes of hope
        but I need your love to help me cope
      I'm so far away from everything I know is true
        yet my memories of you keeps me doing what I have to do
      Things are so complicated
        and sometimes I get so frustrated
      But I know as long as I have you by my side
        that I won't have to run or hide
      And I can face anything that comes my way
        now you see I know I need you more everyday
      Without you my life would be dark and gray
        so baby don't go away and leave me astray
      To you it might have seemed like a one time thing
        but for me you are more then just a fling
      You stole my heart 
         So please dont brake it apart
       Just tell me that you can feel this love that I know is true
          cause without you in my life I would feel so blue
        Baby I Need YOU!

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Two Things You Can't Do By Yourself

The late Pearl Bailey stated it well in her song. You don't always need a partner to get along. Anyone can get into trouble or debt on their own. There are lots of things people can do alone. To do a tango, it always takes two. That is an undeniable fact that is true. There is one other thing, and I don't mean maybe: It also takes two to make a baby. inspired by another member's poem

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Fallen Angel

She watched over me everyday and night she always knew what to say when tears 
filled my eyes.
She taught me how to believe, live, love myself, and be strong she taught me what 
a good heart will get you in the long run.
She held my hand even when I wasn’t afraid she told me I was beautiful everyday.
She accepted me for who I was and not what she wanted me: to be she told me the 
best motivation will come from within me.
 She told me this little secret that help me get through life and till this day I never 
ask her why.
She told me “baby you have to smile sometimes to hide your pain your only regret 
will be to look down on yourself because others do, love yourself before you love 
the next and stay away from negative people.”
She was always talking about angels and how they can come in different disguise I 
never question her or attempt to ask her why.
As I grew older I ask for an angel but I never knew that my whole life an angel lived 
with me and that’s when God called her to her final sleep.
“Father could I have my angel back?” I wept one night.
And he came to me in disguise.
I ask my grandmother one night “will Mommy ever come back to say goodbye?”
“She’s here by spirit not body baby and goodbye she will never say because she still 
lives on with us till this day.”
I could never understand why I couldn’t see my fallen angel before me.
“Sometimes you have to small baby to hide your pain” I could hear my great 
grandmother say so I smile like it was my last day.
Still yet I fail to believe that my fallen angel has left this world without saying 
goodbye to me.

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Abortion stills a beating heart,
Stops it before it can really start-
Stops that baby from seeing the Earth
Because it keeps it from a normal birth.

Doctors deal with death every day,
Sometimes, their decisions they fail to weigh
For they think not of these babies' souls-
Or what they're doing as they play their roles.

I was a nurse on the maternity ward
Before nurses came together to form a board
Who would figure out our place as members
Of the healthcare team so doctors had to remember.

They couldn't make us take part in abortion-
To me, it wasn't open to discussion-
I was pro-life from then until now,
Because to kill Anything goes against my vow.

Sorry pro-choicers, if this hurts your pride--
Think what you like but I won't lie-
To abort a baby, I think is wrong,
Let the baby live--and will hear the angels' songs.

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Daydream of love

It's there I dream of you but I am awake. 
Why do you think they call it daydream when it is night 
to which I am now having these thoughts? 
The day has pass as every hour you fill my thoughts. 
Thoughts of when I can kiss your soft lips. 
Thoughts of holding your fine ass body next to mine. 
Thoughts of gazing into your eyes as I feel your love from deep inside.
It's true baby the thoughts I have of you.
It's there my mind wonders as I think of the days to come.
The hours grow longer as I daydream as the clouds roam the skies.
It's there you are in the dark to which I see our bodies in lay.
As it is winter time and I'm camped out by a fire.
Daydreaming in the night skies as the moon shines upon the snow that lies.
It is there I picture you here with me.
As the fire crackles through the woods.
It's there I wish you was, fulfilling my mind at this time.
Not just of my daydreams of thoughts do I wish you were here.
But in body and soul as we make love wildly in the snow.
It is there I see us at play, riding snowboards across the mountains tops
It's there the camp is, as we warm our bodies with heat.
Not just that of the fire is hot but us as well as our blood is pumping.
It's there I enjoy your nakedness as my hands run through your hair.
Not that of your head but your bush do I feel.
As I feel our passions exploding like the sparks that fill the air.
It is there our heart is as the two of us find that flame.
The one of enticing bonding as we throw a spark in the flame.
It's there I Love You dearly as I feel your curves I drip.
Not just that of sweat do we make but a baby is on the way.
As I am daydreaming of the day we made love and gave new life to the woods.
As it is our first date and we are naked lay out in nature sight.
It's there the moon shines bright as no creature stir the night.
But it's there I daydream of us and an exciting life.
That of every dream, I wish to come true.
The day of me holding you forever in life.
And us living our wildest expectations.
As you have filled more then just my thoughts.
You have all my days full of you in my heart.
As I daydream of our life to be.

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This is a collaboration: this first part is written by my good friend David Washington and my 
response is the second part.

Want something you cant have 
But its right in front of your face
You wanna throw yourself out there
But you dunno If it’s your place
It could be a watch chain car or face
Its something so deep
When you look in to their eyes
It coats your heart
And takes you by surprise
And like warm yeast your feelings start to rise
But your feelings you want to express you try to disguise
Go with the flow is the life motto
Take control of your life like standard not auto
The trail of love you must follow 
Don’t lose your path
Wash away the bad feeling and thoughts like a bath
I know things may get complicated like your last year of math
And because of all these thoughts you may get into a jealous wrath
But calm down its all good
Just remember that you should
Always go for the gold nothing less
Because she may be the thing that keeps your heart pumpin through your chest


Too scared to say what im feeling
Scared of the hand you may be dealin
But your love sounds so appealing
Cant afford to be misunderstood
But don’t worry baby its all good
Ima try to be your girl
Change your world
Give you mine
Two hearts combine
So now I resign 
From this single life I know
Cause now its time to show
Let go
Of all the hurt and woe
Cause baby its time you know
You had me at hello

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Sleep now...

Take my hand and hold it tight, as you sleep throughout the night.

Let this light not pass you bye, in my heart you'll never die.

There must be something that I can do, just to show that my love is ture!

I wish there was something that I could say, please proctect my baby in every way!

Sleep now and let this pain just past, tomorrow my not come but today never last.

As I look onto my baby face, there has to be a better place!

No more pain for you and I, as my life ends I'll say goodbye!

I never meant to treat you so wrong, don't worry cause this pain won't last for to long.

When you awake you'll be without me, I failed you as a father so this is how it has to be!

I've traded my life for worthless things, thats why your new life will be better than it seems!

I lived my life full of hate, but because of you, you have change my fate!

How can I be a better man, my baby is dieing and he needs a helping hand.

My baby needs a new heart right here and now, that's why I'm willing to lay my life down!

I wish it could have been another way, but I'm the only one who can take that pain away.

I'll sacrifice my life to make you happy, so don't worry bout me because I'm only napping!

Sleep now and hold my hand tight, just know that daddy love you with all of his might!

Now its time for me to sleep, as I fill my body getting weak!

I will sleep now and forever more, but it was your love that gave me so much more!

I'm happy to do this just for you, so I'll say goodbye and I love you too!

Sleep Now... By Clarence B. Bowser Jr. the III

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The Meaning of Life

I might be able to bring an end to all of the world’s turmoil and strife,
Because I think that I have stumbled upon the one true meaning of life.

It seems it all began a long time ago when Adam got his Eve,
Let me tell it to you right away so that you might soon believe.
The Lord made Adam fall to sleep and then He took from him a rib,
He said “From this I’ll make a woman,” He wasn’t trying to be glib.

If there’s one thing in this world I know it’s that ribs should come in racks,
And they always should come in one of two ways, St. Louis or baby backs.
I prefer the baby backs although St. Louis style has its fans,
You should be able to enjoy either one you like with dry rub or sans.
You’ll need to coordinate the type of wood you want to use for smoke,

That reminds me I wanted to remember to tell you this woodsy joke.
It seems there was this young tree hugger, who chained herself to a tree,
She told the logger who came for it that you’ll have to cut through me.
He said, “Lady, with the chest you’ve got I’ll need to get a bigger saw,
You shouldn’t be aloud to wear a shirt that tight at least without a bra.”

Now that I think of it, my own shirt is getting kind of tight,
I think that the time to start a diet might just about be right.
With what I’ve been through I’ve added on one or two extra pounds,
Maybe this weekend I should try to golf one or two extra rounds.
But golfing is the kind of sport that takes up so much of my time,
Perhaps to get myself in better shape a stair master I should climb.

When I climb the stairs to go to bed at night, I really am so tired,
Sometimes I start to think about the things to which I have aspired.
And I wonder if the things that I’ve done will ever add up in my life,
Then I turn out the bedroom lights and I kiss my ever-loving wife.

That’s when it dawns on me that no matter how my mind is leaning,
At that precise moment it’s the thing that gives my life its meaning.
That gauzy speculation may be as fleeting as a whisper from a dream,
But the next inspiration waits in line for its turn, in my eye to gleam.

So please remember that the life you have is a gift from our Creator,
Enjoy every second you’re given and live it like there won’t be any later.

I hope the meaning of your life is clearer to you now and this can be a sign,
But if you’re even more confused, at least you’ve found the meaning of mine.

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The Cycle Lives On

A girl child is born given life brand new
To a mother so proud and a daddy too
Elsewhere mother gives a baby boy life
Daddy's not there he's at home with his wife
One day daddy's gone Baby girl wonders why
Baby boy hides his hunger so mommy don't cry
One mommy works from morning into the night
The other works streets sleeping thru daylight
Each mother making the best of her situation
Children denied mothers love and appreciation
Each child raise themselves all, alone
Kids with no childhood forced to be grown
A two parent love they'll never get to learn
15 years old to each others they will turn
Not knowing true love thinking theirs real
Only both parents love they sought to fulfill
A mother gives a girl life as they do a son
They're but babies, at 15 innocence gone
Reality of broken homes, the cycle lives on

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                                                MY NOSTALGIA		
                                            water sport's bath tub		
                                          under sunny winter's soft		
                                             loud cry at that time		
                                              she tried to put me	
                                            I lifted legs forcefully		
                                           filled with tearing eyes
                                               after few seconds 		
                                          as soon as she put me in 		
                                                felt comfortable 		
                                             me started laughing 		
                                       clapping applauding gone on 		
                                            she took me out then		

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just a little spoken word

looking at ur smile trying to see if ur really happy or not sure i see your glamorous clothes 
and high stlye shoes but does he give you that love that u really want . watching mom as you 
grow up taking in everything daddy does as no bid deal even as a little kid you know that 
lady doesnt act like an aunty should when mommy not around. in the streets the men crowd 
around just to watch you walk by i get now you feel ur a hot commdity but its just a game 
they girls before you have figured out after they slipped and gave it up that their really not 
that more important than the one that was before you lol funny just thinking about it as you 
try to tell your younger sister to watch out and be care ful cause ur stuck at home with a 
baby like mom was at your age when grandma tried to warn her too but little sis doent listen 
cause she feels like you once did that she wont ever make that mistake and end up like you. 
look like everything is just repeating itself until sis this doesnt come home with a baby cause 
she has alreadt caught that virus and stuck in and out of the hospital cause ha baby cant 
fight off the aids thats rapidly rushing through ha body. as mom blames you for what hass 
happened your sister and your still blaming mom for what happened to you grandma sits 
back and prays that everything will be alright baby daddy not around cause he feels hes not 
man enough to be a farther not that he will admit be puts it as its not his baby afraid he will 
turn out just like his farther stuck taking care of a baby and not able to live his life and end 
up miserable and abusing mom and cheating with the local prostitues who have come to 
know him by name and the ones who you slang crack to day in and day out too. its what 
some would call the thug life lol i dont see why cause no education or streets smart to hustle 
just a dummie standing on a corner with a bag in ya pocket and money that your bound to 
get robbed of.

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Behind clossed doors

Can you see it,
the little girl in her room
sitting in her closet rocking,
rocking back and forth in a cocoon.

Can you see it, 
the baby doll in her arms
dressed in ripped rages
with its face smeared with dirt in alarm.

Can you hear,
the sweet words she sings
“hush little baby don’t you cry” as 
she continuously wipes the dolls eyes they sting.

Can you see her,
as she’s in the corner huddled to the side
too afraid of moving
as she hugs her doll with eyes wet and wide.

She can fill it,
the coldness of the doll
as she craves the warmth it wont give
as she continues to cling to the doll.

She can hear it,
the screaming of her parents 
as glass shatters and falls to the floor
her fear is paralyzing. 

She hears her name being called
she jumps from the shock 
but she refuses to move
its called again and then a knock.

Can you see,
the sun that shines through the shutters
of the closed closet door
a the light falls on her eyes they begin to flutter.

Can you see it,
a little girl, in her room, in the closet 
hugging her doll, hiding 
can you see it.

No one sees it, no one hears it,
but they gather, when the flashing 
lights speed down the street
they stand watching, staring. 

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An Abortion of all Virgin Dreams

The most beautiful dream,
Woven for nine months;
In each and every SHE's mind.
All of a sudden encounters,
The worst nightmare;
A shameful dare.

He/She inside her, 
Gets stabbed innumerable times, maliciously;
With reasons like infidelity,
Sometimes, as an unwanted burden
And at times, for dreaming it too early.

Ooh !! The brutal, heinous Martian mind;
Spare that innocent foetus Child,
Who sleeps cozily in the cradle of womb;
A bondage imprisoned to commit an ignorant suicide;
Ooh..!! Do not kill a beautiful tomorrow.
After all, life is bliss;
Ooh !! And poor baby unfortunately,
Your share you have missed.

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123 nurse says push babies first breath babies first cry baby looking mama in the eye beautiful site
 123 baby teething baby shots so many tears mama wishes she could stop yet learning 
words and making friends well half way anyway teaching that no no can go both ways
 Shes mastering abc's and saying thank you and please all in 1 2 3 she might even be a prodigy
1 2 3 everyones applauding at her first speech and shes going out for ice cream chocolate her favorite flavor without the cheery on top just to sweet
daddy kisses mama on the cheek at least hes not not drunk just happy when  happy drunk he tounges he punches walls not tonight hes happy cause shes graduating
 1 2 3 shes about to pop the question daddy mama can i have a boyfriend an argument quickly ensues daddys mad cause mamas not taking it serious enough she laughed that was the wrong thing to do at home the girl goes straight to the room.
1 2 3 the arguing has finally ceased but theres a creaking down the hall 123 theres a stranger entering the room its to dark to see but she knows its her daddy hes come to give her a whippin at this time of night and hes telling her shes deserving of it all and tonight he says hell teach her about life 123 this this is wrong and they both know it hes going to molest her hes going to wreck her at 13 when she had her whole life ahead of her
 1 2 3 bang theres a gasp mama pulled the trigger daddy took his last breath theres blood on the  bed mama holds her daughter and cries
123 ambulance announce him dead on scene mamas put in handcuffs daughter goes to foster care mama in jail until the court date life is hell for the both of them till the judge speaks his peace he says for the crime commited i give you no time for protecting your child from a monster in the dark but i give you three seconds to leave this court room before i give you more than just community service and in 123 they escaped the courtroom to freedom never looking back   

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Your Baby Girl

Can I be your baby girl? Boy when I first saw you I knew from that moment on that I had fell 
madly in love with you. Baby, you are my world and you mean oh so much to me. You put a 
smile on my face and you make everything right when I am down. Let me be your baby girl 
and show you what is right. I will show you how a girl is supposed to treat a man. You are 
the love of my life and I want to with you forever. Just hold me and I will be just fine. Allow 
me to be here for you and be the one that you spend the rest of your life with. Let me be 
your baby girl.

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Michelle's Song

Michelle’s Song

Beautiful baby girl
You came into this world with a smile 
On your face
Such a joy to be around
A happy baby with her own special song

Michelle’s Song

Red bouncy curls 
A sweet lil’ toddler 
So full of mischief
Making everyone laugh
Even if it wasn’t in front of you
We never knew what you were going to say 
Or do next

Michelle’s Song

The red curls turned into brown
Still bouncy as ever 
As you grow your cute curly sue looks 
Have changed so much
The cuteness is almost gone
In its place is a beauty queen
Yet still just as sweet
I always said you would break some hearts 
And as I am sure you already have
It is no wonder as 
Who can’t help but fall in love with you
Especially when they hear your song

Michelle’s Song

I love watching you grow
Even while I want to keep you small for a while more
I know I will always see 
The same Michelle 
Who we love dearly
As your beauty inside and out 
Makes us all smile 
Laugh and so much more
All the same things that make me want to 
Sing a long to 

Your Song

By: Jean Shular

For Michelle, we love you and that will never change
Just we will always sing a long to your song

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Give Life

I wish I could feel the joyous kick
The occasional summer salt
The swimming inside of me

I wish I could look on that monitor
See what they see
Hear what they hear

That tiny face
Those hands and feet
A heartbeat strong

I will never have that
I will never receive such a blessing
I will never get to hold that baby

There are so many mothers
So many who don’t care
So many who do…

While those of us who long for just one time
While others terminate one after another
I cringe at the thought

How could anyone end it
How could anyone end life
No matter what the circumstance

That baby inside deserves life
Give that baby a life
Give us a chance
Let us adopt
Don’t take their life

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As if I am in deep freeze

Baby as if I am in deep freeze
Do something baby do something please.

Baby don’t just sit and stand at ease
Do something baby do something please.

Baby, please give me a big fat kiss
Do something baby do something please.

Baby, please hug me to give me bliss
Do something baby do something please.

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ABC Mommy

Although babies cough, dead effort finds growth happens intensely, just kind love, most noble ones parent quite restfully since they usually vow with xinshi youth zoos.

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Last Night

Last night we went to see a friend
Who has a little baby girl
And it makes me love you even more
The warmth, the smile in your eyes
The love dancing across your face
Makes me dream of the day
When that friend will come to see
You and me
And the little baby girl
We will make together

NOTE*** This is from my CD A Father's Love Letters
To listen to the CD please visit

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Who Love's Ya Baby

who loves ya baby
hmmm now let me see

I know my mommy did
even though her shoes I did hid

I think my daddy did
when I didn't make him snid

brothers and sisters well maybe just a little
when I didn't get in the middle

my grandpa and grandma surely does
for I'll do anything for them just because

I know my little girl loves her momma
even better than president Obama

my dogs and cats loves me
even if they continue to make me sneeze

even my close friends new and old still spark the love
for we will alway's go on and well above

paperboy surely does
cause I tip him for keeping my paper out of bushes and shrubs

milkman used to
when I didn't make him shu

bill collectors oh yes
for I'm their baby who they love the best

so who loves me
well lets just continue to see

Tribute To Love

Also Entry For
Deborah Guzzi's 
Who Love's Ya Baby Contest

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The Abandonment of Writing

There is no money in it. I am told in the office of my advisor, 
In a small basement room hidden under books,
Smelling of hazelnut coffee, stale cigarettes. 
It has been weeks since I indulged in either
Sneaking a warm sip from my mother’s cup,
A wonderful drag from my sister’s Marlboro.
The growth in my abdomen has come with sacrifice
And now yet another.

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It was a day that was set so deep back in her past
For as of today it was such a dark contrast
But soon after Roe vs Wade had eked into law
This poor woman would experience her greatest fall

So as each new year so intrepidly passes her by
All those questions only grow louder as to why
And just as tomorrow will soon be here
None of these answers have ever become clear

There is nothing she can change or anything she can do
Except maybe telling her story to someone like you
For tomorrow is going to be a very long day
But it will be for young women like you that this woman will pray

For even though thirty eight years have now since past
Each year gets harder to take than the last
If anyone ever offers you an anniversary like mine
I pray to God that you will instinctively decline

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Spring holiday fever

Daffodils bunch, spring has sprung,
Sun raises higher to waken sleepy heads;
No time for hibernation now as spring fever hits, - 
create time to get together; go fly a kite, 
or sit and chill, make daisy chains.

Let the sunshine bring warm sunny days.
In meadows baby lambs take their first steps;
whilst mad March hare hops and plays
with baby bunnies dotting the green fields 
of the countryside.

A season where everything wants to bloom,
time to trim those lawns and weed again;
and all just in time before spring rains
will once more aid those thirsty 
flowers and bulbs as they grow.

For it is now that gorgeous butterflies 
flutter gracefully by giving nature a helping hand;
pollinating the kingdom while watching little chicks -
crack open their Easter eggs, just in time
to join in the madness of this happy holiday season.

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Engagement ring

Give me baby an engagement ring
I am too much tired of just waiting
Want to sing a love song want to sing

Take my hand baby it’s a joyride
These chances are no doubt time and tide
Our love story can spread far and wide

Turn my sweet dreams into reality
Turn the music on in serenity
Turn me on by your sweet affinity

I smell something fishy from above
Look at my eyes baby see my love
Don’t fly away from me like a dove

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The Joy of a Beautiful Baby Boy

You Now have your beautiful baby boy,who
fills your hearts with joy.
He is you beautiful baby boy, you give all the love
in the world to him as he is more precious to you
than life itself, you will treasure your beautiful
baby boy forever.

He brings delight to our sight  to see your beautiful baby boy
you love and cherish him and care always for him and him alone.
You will be the bestest parents this I know as you have so much to
give him and more. 

You beautiful baby boy Ryan is his name and he has everything to gain
as he is your main priority he is your special baby boy who will 
always be your little bundle of joy as he is your beautiful baby boy.

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on the edge of a bed
with feet resting
on a chair,
she lies.
strange faces set
on her writhing pain.

down hotel stairs
two men in white
birth labor
into the light of day glare.

gulping in cold air,
her back arches
knees push open to
the ambulance door
wide as
arms flay into other hands.

calm now
a siren enters her hearing
flying, groaning, moving
into hospitalo smells
past staring eyes,
she crying, calling,
"the baby ... the baby ...
the baby is coming!"

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Baby Momma

Yes I am a baby momma and damn proud of it. 
My baby's father is a piece of ish. 
If you can't help me raise our child, 
it's on you because you miss out. 
I won't cause you no drama, 
coming to your house breaking windows and stuff. 
I'm too much of a woman to start that kind a stuff. 
You come to my house 2 & 3 in the morning wanting to see your son, thinking 
you gonna get some butt. 
No, baby I don't think so. 
I won't let you treat me like some scrub. 

I am a baby momma hear me roar. 
I take care of mines on my own. 
I don't need nobody's help when it comes to me and my son. 
My baby's daddy don't want nothing to with his son until he wanna impress some 
gold digga. 
I ain't gonna let you use my son as no chick magnet 
It ain't gonna happen. 
When I was pregnant you was so happy. 
Then when our son was born you headed for the door. 
When you walked out on me, you walked out on your son. 
You run around telling people that he ain't your son, you ain't got no kids. 
Your momma say my son look just like your big head. 
She even took a DNA test to prove it, 
since you ain't believe me. 
When I got with you I was virgin & I finally let it go & gave it to you. 
Giving you me I recieved a gift, that gift is our son who you deny. 
You only seen him one time. 
If you don't wanna be there for him, I'll take both roles of being his mother & 
I can't promise I'll do a good job as being a good father but I'm a damn good 
I'll be a better father than you'd ever be. 
I'm a baby momma & damn proud of it. 

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An old motto renewed

woke up this morning
to an epiphany
of how your world works
be the best you can be
the best human 3 coil double flusher you can be
at first i was upset
in denial
that i too could live up to such high standards
how could i ever compete with such human waste
when they practice being a walking talking waste of skin everyday
acting it out
singing it
and making more money just by practicing an old motto renewed

Thats the only power you have over me
to be or not to be
a huge clog in the toilet we know as life
and i could practice it
all day and all night
no point in dancing around it in denial
but that might make me worth something
if i could pull off the feat of unequal measure
and finding someone to label what they really are
and laugh at the fact that they are oblivious to how your world works

Practicing being a total waste of skin
and then blame it on someone else
and hang their dead baby off my neck
but nope i'm better than that
i can be the best 3 coiler double flusher i can be
without any practice
just human nature at this point

Act 1 scene 2
making one person living a lie
look like a good person
as the rest of the play is all about everybody competes for the reward of being a clog in the 
toilet we call life
Song and dance
still the same glory
and yet soo many of you basking in your power
of who is or isnt in denial of how your world works
practice makes perfect i guess
no point in trying to change anything
just go dangle someone elses dead baby off your neck

an old motto renewed
be the best double flusher i can be
live it, sing it, paractice it to one day show the world their brand new lie
and next lesson of how to be succesfull at something
that will only come naturaly
why not?

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Dying for a boy

Unspoken, unwriiten
Subtle strong demand
'A baby boy is it'
Frantic efforts
Pained in shame and silence
Turgid with trauma 
Incomplete,  insecured
Tried the seventh time
She must have a baby boy'
Sick and tired
Pulling through the ninth month
Lengthened labour, heightened pains
Haemorhage heralded horror
Ceasarian section
'is a baby boy!!'
'A baby boy at last!'
A motherless baby boy!!

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Unborn Baby

My eyes is open but I can't see anything 
I try to extend my hands to touch 
But I don't have yet a hands 
All I do is wait for the time to come 
To know where I am and who I am 
Then one time just come,I hear a sound 
"Congratulations,you have a healthy baby isnide your womb" 
My heart beat faster hearing those words 
And if this woman feel me with her hands she will know how excited I am 
But mama...Why did you drink 
Something that makes me sick? 
Didn'nt the doctor tell you its bad? 
For the baby breathing inside your stomach, 
Mama, I really want to understand you for what you do 
But your heart telling me, not too 
Because showing me in your world 
Is not really what your heart and mind want. 
Now my eyes dont have anymore a chance to see 
Because its now closing as my breath is slowly takin 
Without showing me the place 
Where everyone else stay. 

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Baby Girl

I don't expect you to understand how I feel.
I'm your little girl,
How could I possibly comprehend what love really is?
Love is everything I feel about him 
and the fear and the safety I feel when I'm with him.
You say you'll never deny me my feelings,
So stop trying to deny me from being in love with him,
Because he'll never think of hurting me.
Why, you ask, do I say this?
Because he loves me, 
He really does love me.
I'm still your baby girl, I'm alwyas going to be 
Your baby girl.
I promise that will never change,
But Let us be young and in love.
He's got my heart and I'm his girl,
So just trust me.
Your baby girl knows what she's doing.

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Some New Shii

i just want to write some new shii
not on some i wish i was rich tip 
but on some if i ruled the world shii
wouldn't be no school you had to pay for
 last time i checked knowledge was free
 ballers wouldn't "save" they money in rims no more
grammas would rock minks down to the floor
be at bingo drinkin forties and wearin timbs 
just cause they can and they old enough not to care 
and they grandsons would drop them off on saturdays 
to get a style for they hair
wake up sunday mornins to escort them to church
still letting them know they exceed the equivalent to a womans worth

kids wouldn't run rampid through the ghetto and if they did
mrs jones from down the street 
not that hotel cafe freak 
but mrs jones with the three boys and two girls 
would give that little butt a reason to stay still
aint no babies havin babies
just girls in the park with ponytails 
sweatin out they shirley temple curls in the summer heat
no more little boys cursin' and stealin cars for they older cusin's that sell weed
all these celebrities wouldn't be so rich
they would only be makin money to support a cause of conflict

but that's some new shii
not some 2006 shii
that's some if i close my eyes and make a wish shii
and if God could only hear it and make it happen in a blink shii
even if i ruled the world i still don't think i could change it
cause you just cant  teach an old dog new tricks!

in the coldest winter ever, i learned to b-more careful
skool of hard knocks taught me to be more street smart 
you see i grew up in the bronx 
but mommy made it disney world
cause i was her only baby girl
i still saw the misery and learned real early that it loves company 
so i should'nt talk to strangers or they'd put me in danger
 introduce me to the things i shouldn't know
i learned to be a little lady not have my 14th birthday baby shower party
my aunties already knew the code of the streets and i learned to decode the 
messages my mother taught me by kickin the cypher
 I tried to keep my ear to the streets and learn the stories of the lifas
 i wanted to be well-rounded so when i stepped of the curb i would still remain 
i wasn't at the number hole or in the corner set-up I kept my head up
I was lookin for the light at the end of the ghetto 
i wasn't gone let it take me in circles
Cause i knew i had to do some new shiit 
cause in the coldest winter ever i became more clever and 
learned why mommy said don't go exposin ya gold in the ghetto
wear a sweater

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Away In The Manger

out in the pasture sits a church
homemade by brothers hands and filled with dirt

given to Mother so it stops her hurt
decorated each Christmas for what's its worth

as Mother lays down the cotton skirt
out comes the angels the manger and baby Jesus without a shirt

next comes her towering soldiers buried into the dirt
holding their swords that really can hurt

strewn lights gazes upon the pasture's dirt
frozen in time like a star that shivers and quirks

Mama's eyes glistens like fireworks bursts
for all her effort and time even when she hurts

as mother kneels in front of her church
she praises baby Jesus for all he's worth

comes in from the cold and winters bursts
gathers the children as they all look at her work

and tells us the story of a Christmas birth
as we sip on hot chocolate and felt the hurt

of how Jesus died for our sins on this earth
as we wiped our tears with our night shirts

I was glad to run out and relight the candles burst
and give baby Jesus one more kiss and fix his grass skirt

Tribute To Nativity Scenes

Merry Xmas All      
Love Kathy And Jenny

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The UN lucky one

The UN lucky one 

Puts on her make up
Wear a dress she bough today
 Leave a list is on the table
 Baby sitter’s on her way

Unknown faces around her
She learns to pretend
Same familiar hotel
But with different men’

And she remembered 
When her life use to be fun
But unlike the movie
She was not the lucky one

She though she found love 
But his was heart cold as stone
Cause nine months later
She was in a ward alone

With nowhere to go
And a new life to care for
She found a number
And knock on a door

Her parents disown her 
With a baby in her hands
And this is how
Her dark side began

And she is my friend
 Will never disrespect 
 Will never judge her
 God made no one perfect

And she is a good girl
With beautiful long hair
She has compassion
And she shows it everywhere

She helps a lady cross the street
Give a homeless a dollar
Buys him something to eat
And he said god bless her

And she is not proud 
Of the life she live
And what we don’t understand
We have to learn to forgives

And those with no sins
 Can cast the first stone
And if we can’t throw it
Let’s just leave her alone

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House Of Marble: 1981

House of marble
Porcelain glass
Glance toward the mirror
At life as it pass ~
Visions appear
Though shadows they'll fade
All, most all
Share a masquerade
Rivers of turquoise
Mountains of gold
Towering rainbows
What do they hold ?
What was ? What is ?
What may someday be ?
In these could you find, your destiny ?
House of marble
Crystalline glass
Glance toward the window
At life, see it pass.

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I Am,,,

I Am...
Calvin L. Genereux

I am an infant...
The world around me is full of joys,
Bigger ones like me make funny sounds
And faces to amuse me.
Every moment is an adventure,
I learn colours an words but
Only one thing stands out.
Today she holds my hand as
I take step after step.
I stumble at first but she is there,
She supports me and coos encouragement
As I take baby steps into the world.

I am a child...
The world changes around me now,
I realize that I can't simply
Complain to get my way anymore.
People still make a fuss over me;
Over how handsome I look or
How much I have grown up.
And still once constant remains.
Today she holds my hands again as
I step into a new threshold; School.
I sob and plea but she assures me
That everything will be okay
As I take baby steps into the door.

I am a tween...
I hate the label the world gave us,
No longer a child I am often asked
To act my age by those older.
I have learned so much,
Always learning new things from
All of the people around me.
But now only one thing is certain;
My body changes and I feel new things,
To my friends I am much the same
But at the same time oh so different.
I put on a facade to please them
But never let my true feelings show,
As I step into a web of lies and deception.

I am a teen...
I have experienced many thing,
I've had people die and felt
The crushing pain of loss.
I've learned oh so much,
I have felt true love and
Worked at banishing my greatest enemy;
I will be going out on a date tonight,
I really love the person I am going out with
But am afraid to hold his hand in public.
When he kisses me it reassures me,
As I take my first steps out of the closet.

I am a man...
I no longer fear difference or change,
I no longer have to worry about
What other people will think of me.
I have become successful in life,
I am with my true love and have gained
The acceptance of the only person who mattered;
Today is my wedding day,
My mom walks me proudly with
Tears in her eyes to the man I love.
The world is not a forgiving place,
We have to learn to get over our fear and live our lives.
As I take a great leap forward with my love.

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Mommy        You are a precious gift that i long to see 
Baby              You keep me warm mommy your always here with me 
Mommy         I love you so much i long to cradle you 
Baby              Mommy baby feels safe in here but baby loves you to
Mommy         I promise to protect you from any world harm 
Baby              I want to see you to mommy but in here babies warm
Mommy         Mommy will love you          love you unconditionally
Baby              I love you to mommy     Its time to set baby free

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my baby is so naive

You never care when I'm around
But when I'm not you start to scowl
You expect me to drop it all
But when it’s your turn you don’t answer my call

You don’t care for my love anymore
You just care that I'm there when you need support
How can I live knowing what we have isn’t real?
How do you live knowing this is how I feel?

You just sit there holding the key
You just sit there listening to me plea
My baby doesn’t know what he means to me
My baby is so naive

Your voice makes me tremble
Im the finger you’re the thimble
You don’t realize how much you mean to me
Oh baby you are so naive

Why wait any longer
Our bond isn’t getting any stronger
You’re the key and I'm the engine
Without you there is no liven’

You just sit there holding the key
You just sit there listening to me plea 
My baby doesn’t know what he means to me
My baby is so naive…

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payoff of childhood

seems like today is  june 9, 1992
when the doctor held me out to you
ballons and banner say's its a girl
a beautiful baby born into the world

seem like yesterday i was brought from a dark womb into light
felt like only yesterday i was held day and night
changed and fed
directed and lead

almost 18 years later and i wonder if i can turn around
im lost and haven't been found
stop i can't go back and run
i wake up everyday and this 17 year old girl returns

saying to life that you've reach your first milestone
life have just began and your childhood is somewhat gone
left behind in baby and memory books
hanging on old picture frames from hooks

its that time people expect for you to call on mommy and daddy a little less
its that time for knowing and not a time of guess
Do you know where you're going or not?
You have to answer that question right on the spot

There's no time for figuaring out or saying "i have yet to know"
they're ready to refurnish your room and tell you to go
For the life they prepared you for
For many years and more

Seem like yesterday i was still this child
Seem like yesterday when things didn't seem so wild
Im 17 years old and according to the law im not grown
But guess what Im making serious decisions on my own
Decisions that will affect my life and whats ahead
Decisions that saying im no longer a kid

In 20 days im leagal by law
but in a heart beart i'll get down on my two paws
to expericene the blast of childhood
i think again and i don't think i should

all i work for has shown
in three days im across the stage and gone
waving to my younger sibblings and setting that postive example

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Life Changes

This life is changing as we all know,
I want a baby in my life to grow,
with this need brings choices of blue;
because,in the beginning I had no clue!
 From the first moment I was hung;
therefore,our song will never be sung!
I hope you plant this seed;
for,in your heart this is your need!
I hope you find a woman for this baby to carry;
and,be forever happy to someday marry!
 At this time,I am happy and sad,
for you,I will always be glad!
I've missed your love since our  relationship was done;
yet,I will always be thankful for you hon!

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Dearest BJ

when i say i love you you should know I mean it.
Now I'm dreaming about you tonight, tomorrow, for the rest of my life.
there is not other place i rather be then right here in my bed dreaming of my dearest 
dreaming of how insepreiable you are how much all the girls wanted you and how they 
wished it was you holding them staring into there eyes singing them all including me a 
lullybe, falling asleep in your arms waking up and never looking back man i wished i had 
my dear friend BJ back.dreaming of all the hugs you use to give and never letting go you 
drove all the girls crazy you made every girl feel special when you touched 
them on their arm.
you use to set me off in a daze dreaming of how you stare into my eyes.thinking of our 
friendship i so miss tears start flowing from my eyes now all i want to do is cry, 
dreaming of what you would say to calm me down you'd say hush baby girl it's all gonna 
be okay, your brush my tears away one by one then you turned your head and looked down 
at me gave me a kiss and called me baby girl.
dreaming of you lying right here beside me telling me of how you miss me like i miss call my baby girl and i call you baby boy and you start to cry i lean up real 
fast and say dont you cry i love you and always will, dry those tears and I'll pretend 
that your still here.
now you are gone, you stay in my dreams at times i feel like your right here beside 
me.I't been along time since the day you past,but yet it is still so hard it's even hard 
to catch myself to see me smile all I won't to do is frown because my best friend BJ is 
no where around.I miss you so much, my dear friend your in my heart and live in me each 
passing day to bad your not here with me in the right way,funny how things change,I use 
to think you loved her you wrote her a note with sweet loving words you wrote.
No one expected you to leave so fast or in the way that you did, but no matter what your 
in my heart, so to me you will be with me where ever I may go no matter rain or snow.
Dearest BJ you were the best you stay dearest to my heart and i still love you your a 
great guy friend any girl would be so lucky to have.dearest BJ i miss you so bad.Dearest 
BJ stay sweet and cool .and please remember we all love you in our own little way .

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Morning Star

Across her village far deep in to the forrest Morning Star found peace and 
contentment. Here away from her village, the young girl enjoyed the daylight 
hours with the sounds and beauty of nature and it's animals. Beyond the forrest 
the mountains held a mystery all their own. Their beauty touched her soul and 
spirit yet they seems so far off to her.Her thoughts wondered what lay over them 
and what new world lay beyond those haunting peaks reaching to the sky.
    Suddenly the early morning was shattered by the sounds of gunfire. With all 
the men gone hunting no one was there to protect the village. Morning Star's 
thoughts were of not only the others in the village but of her mother and baby 
sister, she had to get back to them. Screams of women and children cut through 
the forrest as the scent  of smoke and the sounds of horses grew closer.  
Suddenly the sounds began to fade and only the smell of smoke remained. As 
she stood at the clearing, Morning Star saw what was left of her village. Unable to 
move as her eyes looked across the bodies of women and children laying all 
around. Tears filled her eyes as she walked by so many searching for her 
mother and baby sister, hoping that they had fled to safety. There in the dirt lay 
her mother clutching her baby sister, both dead. How could this have happened? 
How could the soldiers have done this to them?
  Morning Star placed a blanket over her their lifeless bodies and slowly walked 
away. Her life as she knew it was gone, dead along with her mother and baby 
sister. She was the only survivor.  Slowly she walked back into the forrest. Dusk 
was beginning and the forrest would keep her safe for the night. Tomorrow she 
would search for a way up to the mountains, there she would find a path to her 
destiny and what the spirits have chosen for her. She would be the only one to 
tell the story of all who had been lost this day. She would be the only one to keep 
their story alive for generations after this.

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Not Just Numbers

What if I said…

1.2 million a year
Would you hear
25 thousand a week
Could you even speak

3 and a half thousand a day
What would even you say
1 hundred and fifty an hour
So I refuse to cower

Nearly 3 unborn a minute
To understand it, U don”t need much wit
Day in and day out
And you still have a doubt

I'm not judge nor jury
But simply stating their story 
As 3 more have now since passed
My how time goes so fast

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Little Victim

Little baby in the dark
Waiting for your chance to start
For days on end, you've been alone
Longing for a loving home

Tiny fingers, tiny toes
Mommy's blue eyes, Daddy's nose
More precious than a pot of gold
Or any treasure earth can hold

Dear Child, you'll never know your birth
For you've been denied your worth
The very ones you think you trust
Choose not to treat you fair and just

You'll never take life's first breath
Or cradle at your mother's breast
You'll never feel life's joys and pains
The sunshine's warmth, the cool, wet rain

So many things you'll never know
And numerous places you'll never go
Because, convenience rules the day
And selfish motives have their say

But--animal's rights are well seated
And law is broke if they're mistreated
Too bad you're not a baby seal
Then death's cruel blow you would not feel

So innocent and defenseless
Newborn babies should be priceless
Instead, they'll throw you in the trash
In exchange for some cold hard cash

And not just you, but everyday
Thousands more die in the same way
A silent holocaust of the unborn
In the U.S.A., home of the (free?) forlorn

Little Victim in the dark
Waiting for your birth to start
For days on end,you've been alone
Longing for a loving home

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Coldest Winter Ever

in the coldest winter ever, i learned to b-more careful
skool of hard knocks taught me to be more street smart 
you see i grew up in the bronx 
but mommy made it disney world
cause i was her only baby girl
i still saw the misery and learned real early that it loves company 
so i should'nt talk to strangers or they'd put me in danger
 introduce me to the things i shouldn't know
i learned to be a little lady not have my 14th birthday baby shower party
my aunties already knew the code of the streets and i learned to decode the 
messages my mother taught me by kickin the cypher
 I tried to keep my ear to the streets and learn the stories of the lifas
 i wanted to be well-rounded so when i stepped of the curb i would still remain 
i wasn't at the number hole or in the corner set-up I kept my head up
I was lookin for the light at the end of the ghetto 
i wasn't gon' let it take me in circles
Cause i knew i had to do some new shiit 
cause in the coldest winter ever i became more clever 
I Learned why mommy said don't go exposin ya gold in the ghetto
wear a sweater

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Happy Again

My heart is aching because it’s full of pain
Because I know what we had will never be the same

I prayed to the Lord and asked him if he would make things right for me
Then my baby came back in the still of the night to thee

He held me in his arms and kissed me on my forehead
Then he took his clothes off and laid next to me in my bed

I was happy again so I cried happy tears
Then my baby told me that he was there to take away my fears

He made me a promised that he would never leave me again
And then he gave me a ring and told me that he didn’t want us to live in sin

Then he said that he wanted me to have his name
Thank you Lord for everything, I will no longer live my life in vain

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The Neverborns

Slightly breathing, just breathing
they wait to live.
In the warmth of their homes they remain.
Unknown to whom they belong.

There is love for them,
no one will ever know.
And care that no one can ever show,
For short liven are their destinies.

Their lives were like the moment between
Dawn and day, Dusk and night...
Small and fleeting. Passing by in a slow frenzy,
their powerless heartbeat and final fight.

Their absence has changed everything.
what if they'd been around, right now?
turning back time, I wish
was a possibility somehow.

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I've only known you a short time
the news of your birth filled my heart
 with joy and love
a baby is a gift 
from heaven above
two hearts, a new soul,
a feeling only parents know
your mom she is a sister to me
we are a family

every night, sleep tight
every day, you will play
every meal, get your fill

Sleepless nights and endless lights
dirty diapers, bottles, and binkys too
Madison, I love you
come stay with me, let your mom have some peace,
you are my baby niece

We all have problems, and stuggles too
I will be here to help you through
I will teach you and watch you grow
and tell you things you need to know

Action figures, teddy bears, and Barbie dolls
little girls and shopping malls
as this chapter of your life ends, 
now the Fairy Tale begins

Cinderella's glass slipper
and her Prince Charming,
Sleeping Beauty  is awaken 
by a kiss,
Princess Fionia takes loves true form,
Jasmine and Aladdin,
Arial and Prince Eric,
just to name a few 
my favorite Princess is you

I want you to know 
I'll help you grow
I'll be your friend, not a foe
watch out for paths you don't know
where trouble learks, Don't go
Have mom call me night or day 
I don't want you to go astray

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Young Mother

There is emptiness in my heart, I want to be loved unconditionally and true,  
There is no one to hold me or always be here...
 A child of my own will ease my fears, I let myself say...
 A love of my own flesh and blood, a baby of my very own, one who will love me 
No matter what and will be with me always... 
Now this life is growing in my young womb, 
I am only sixteen and reality has set in.... 
So many questions I never had before, worries on my mind more and more.
 I am so all alone, how could this be? 
Where is the father of my child to be? 
No money or home for my child and I to go... 
I am sad and scared and no one evens knows... 
I am his mother, the only way for him to survive,
Now that it's too late I ask myself why?
 A child myself, I break down and cry. 
I was naive and selfish and too young to understand.
My freedom has been stripped from me and my future is gone, 
My baby and I have nothing to rely on...
 So I strive to provide all that he needs as I go without so my baby can eat. 
I am forced to grow up, my hopes and dreams disappeared, my childhood is only 
a memory, I fear...
The love for my child is more than words can say and strong until the end...
But I miss my inner-child, my hopes and dreams, my youth and me...
My only best friend.

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Baby What's Wrong

         Baby what's wrong/(repeat)/ what's wrong with you/(repeat)/'cuz you're 
looking so blue/(looking so blue)/is it because/(repeat)/you miss your baby boo/
( your baby boo)/I know how you feel/(repeat)/'cuz I feel it too/(feel it too)/ ah, ah, ah

Verse: Cherish the memories/(repeat)/'cuz you'll never see/(you'll never see)/ 
them again/(repeat)/even though it hurts/(repeat)/your gonna keep on crying/
(keep on crying)/I feel your pain/(repeat)/'cuz my life's the same/(my life's the 


Verse2: I know it hurts/(repeat)/but this is a lesson to learn/(a lesson to learn)/ 
you feel depressed/(repeat)/but don't go against/(don't go against)/god's words/
(repeat)/things will be alright/(repeat) if you just sit tight/(repeat)/


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Mother Hen Adopts A Baby

She gives a cluck, cluck
Babies run for they could be out of luck
One baby stumbles and falls
Tripping over his big paws

Gathering all them under
Cover, with her feather's asunder
This mother hen tries to pull them in
One baby can't fit doesn't even blend

For he's adopted don't you see
Totally different from those three
Under the feathers free from harm
There he's kept very warm

What's so different do you suppose
About this one that under her wings repose
Why he's got a nose, long floppy ears
Feet that are huge with padded paws for gear

(I saw this picture of a mother hen that had adopted a puppy and had him under her and 
since I am adopted I thought of using this for a poem.)

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Baby Daddy

I fell in love with the man who fathered my first child. The one who is my baby 
daddy. He promised me that he would never hurt me but in the end that was one 
big lie. My baby daddy hurt me in many ways. The man told me that he loved me 
and cared about me. Well all of that was a lie. My baby daddy was a 21  yr old 
who was married and had 2 other kids. Worse of all he forced me to sell my body 
at the age of 15. I was a run away at the time but quickly turned myself in for I 
could not allow myself that pain. I spent 2 weeks in Juvie in the Bronx, but as I sat 
there I could not get him outta my mind. It was as if he was sewn in there and I 
could not remove him. I called him a month after I found out I was pregnant and 
of course he didnt believe me. I didnt understand what I had did wrong, I mean 
here was the man who told me he loved me yet didnt believe what I told him. I 
knew I was not supposed to have contact with him because I was 15 and he was 
21 but I did any ways. I thought that having his child would change his mind and 
make him want me. I lost contact with him for 3 months and during that time I 
was still very obsessed over him. When he called again we stayed in contact, his 
daughter was born and although he could not be there he said that he wished he 
could have. My baby daddy promised me that if for any reason I ever lost our 
daughter to the state he would claim her. The state took our daughter and of 
course he didnt step up. I fell in love with my baby daddy and fell back outta love 
with him.

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Stolen Kiss

  " Stolen Kiss"

 I normally wouldn't be the one to break a happy home. but baby I do believe that with me is where u belong. 

Striving of perfection is striving  happiness and light.I'm looking for the triple threat I think ur worth the fight. 

I like the way ur social perseverance is what u showing. Life doesent have a shortcut for a place that is worth going. 

I don't want no problems but tell homie to stand back. Cause he don't have the features that this princess cannot lack.

Tell him let u free if u where his then you'll return. But do remind the kid that u can't keep what u don't earn. 

I'm a fight untill I get u that's promise not a threat. War don't tells us who is right it just tells you who is left. 

They say never shedding tears differs men from all the boys. Let's agree to dissagree baby bring me tears of joy. 

Were all blind about the future there's no thing that we can see. But I advice grow old with me cause the best is yet to be. 

I see you that you looking ur playing the tease me game. Ur worried of what you'll  loose but not conscious of what you'll gain. 

I just want a chance opportunities are golden. But right now ur heart is his and a kiss is better stolen. 

The ending  tunnel light can also be a train. I offer streanth to face it dividing all the pain. 

A remark generally hurts in proportion to its truth. You considering that I'm better it must hurt cause here's the proof. 

A goodbye is only painful if u again don't say hello. They say rain is not that bad if then it turns to snow. 

Its all been said and done its been real and its been fun. All I really want is you a daughter and a son.

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~*~My Man~*~

I can't believe this has happen, I can't believe this is true. I found someone 
special and that person turned out to be you.
Now we've been together for awhile and I have fallen in love with you and its 
making me feel like a child.
It takes me back to when I was young to when I found my first love.
You made me feel alive again; you fixed my broken heart that was broken by that 
guy who I now call my friend.
You're so handsome, so honest and so true. Falling in love with you had made 
me decide I would do anything to be with you.
I love you so much it hurts not seeing you but I believe in faith, love and anything 
that would make my wish come true.
I want you to stay with me because I want our love to last, I want to look towards 
the future and forget what was hunting us in the past.
You came into my life like a breath of fresh air I was so happy because you made 
all my bad thoughts disappear.
Damn you’re so handsome I still can't believe that you're real. You made my life 
much easier the day that you said you loved me.
Having you in my life is the best feeling there is because you’re my man, my love, 
my heart and the one I think I am meant to be with.
I cried for you and I am not afraid to say I did because that’s what my love for you, 
is not hiding what I truly feel within.
How can you be so perfect, so wonderful and there are so many words I can't 
even explain it.
I love you baby more than anything in this world, the day I told you I loved you I 
that you were meant to be my man. My life has changed completely and it's for 
the best and not for the worst thanks to you the dream about being in love with 
someone has come true. I want to be with you more than life its self has finally 
came through. 
I love you baby I truly do let this be the poem, which I explain how much I Love 
being with you.

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My Gift

I would love to have a little one who looks like me,
and that be the only one to call me Mommy.
No one knows what it would mean to me to have a child growing inside of me.
All my life that's what I have wanted to be,I figured I would have two or three.
But when I was married I was busy you see,
Running a business and doing my thing.
I was lucky for just one day and then it was taken away.
It hurt me deep,I knew it wasn't meant to be or it would still be inside of me.
Almost everyone I know you see, has already had a baby but me.
This is a womans purpose in life to me
And I hope it happens eventually for me.
I feel time is running out for me and,
 I have no mate for life in my sight that I can see.
I have put it off for so long and now I think that was wrong.
I was waiting for the right time,when is that I am thinking in my mind.
I want there to be a husband and wife,
But I am not sure I want to do that twice in my life.
I know I could do it,just me,and still be the best Mommy to he or she.
But I want what is best for my baby 
And I know that would be to have a family.
I would do anything I have to,for Him to bless me with a gift like this.
I would devote my life to being the best Mommy I could be,
And always love them unconditionally.
I hope He sees fit for me to know 
The extraordinary love between my baby and Me.
But if this never comes true for me I have to remember,
He knows best because He knows the rest.
But if I do receive this blessing I seek,
I promise to be the best Mommy I can be to the one 
I have waited my whole life to see. 

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Help her Carve for Halloween

She was a little toddler,
Rotund with baby flesh,
All over,
Eyes shining in anticipation and excitement,
She was the one I had,
Her mother had died in child birth years ago,
My little one was reared in my manly care,
Though it was at best bare,
Leaving me sad,
All that I saw since was red,
And felt less good than bad,
I often lay morose and down,
I lit up only when she was shown,
Often it was she who came to my bed,
Caressing me with those little palms,
Rubbing those ruddy cheeks against mine hot ones,
Looking deep in her blue eyes,
Made me feel that I had deep sea dive with a sigh,
All days were alike for me-sad and forlorn,
But she was discovering and frolicking like a latest born,
Today she came,
While I was still mentally lame,
She had a secretive look,
As if she had something on brook,
She coyly smiled,
Lighting me for a little while,
And left, yes simply left,
She would come to me every fifteen minutes,
But now she was gone for an hour,
I weakly lifted and walked to her room,
There it all looked mire than ever in need of broom,
There she was in a corner on the carpet,
With pumpkin flesh all over the floor,
And on her face, hands, legs as if in a messy gore,
She had a knife in her hand,
And she was stooping on a murdered pumpkin,
As I called her she looked up,
She had long forgotten about her sup,
Her eyes met mine,
An energy flashed into me,
Her innocence and joi de vivre went up livid,
And I could remember this day quite vivid,
It was this day years ago when her mother had flown,
Leaving my baby and me on my own,
But now the mother came alive in her baby,
And was saying ,"dead I may be",
Rise up and make her life,
Look at her preen,
And help her carve for Halloween.

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Lying in bed,
Covered in thoughts overwhelming-
Long day at work,
Never seems to end-
Paycheck week,
Paying the bills.
Playing tea house dolly with the little one.
Infant cradled in arm strength hands,
Singing "Goo Goo songs" in silliness.
Baseball games,
Soccer tournaments,
Football season,
Moment for every sport under the sun.
Trips to the beach,
Spending time with love ones,
Yet wondering muse,
From job,
To what walked by.
Lying now under the night air sky,
Pondering on a job well done.
Two lie beneath blanket warmth,
Only for the twilight coldness settling in hearts,
He fast in sleep thinking good came from the day,
While baby next to him,
Weep silent breath.
Long gone cuddling came to an end,
"Rock away & BYE baby blues"-

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Love baby love

Love baby love
Hang in your heart my photograph.

Stare baby stare
See pensively how much I care.

Touch baby touch
Feel with heart I love you how much.

Kiss baby kiss
Give me a chance to enjoy bliss.

Hug baby hug
Never throw me like an old rug.

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child mother

her empty eyes
stared at the full
ness of her womb

she the child
she the mother:

twelve is such
a gentle age

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A Fathers Response

Listen here miss lady to what I have to say,
About a baby we made and why I walked away.
You see I don't have a choice in what you're going to do,
I say one thing wrong and our baby could be through.
It's your decision you see, I don't have a voice,
Whether you have our baby, it's only your choice.
You say your baby is my baby too,
You'll make me change my life for you.
My life you'll hold in the palm of your hand,
This choice you see will make me a dad.
And then I have to kiss your butt,
To see my child that's real messed up.
And what about the fact that he might not be mine,
You tell me he is and I find out you're lying.
Now tell me how I'm supposed to feel,
Because now I'm mad and want to kill.
To be a daddy why even bother,
It's up to you if I'm a father!

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The love she shares.

I see the tired look in her eyes the way her shoulders hang and the little grin on 
her face my baby is tired some one once said a good deed don`t go unnoticed, it 
should of said a good deed doesn`t come without burden,
  she opened her heart opened her home opened arms only to find more hurt 
more pain more sorrow, she has a heart as big as any and loves better then any 
one but she`s weary disappointed and uncertain,
  Is she doing enough, is she doing the right thing, is she taking on more then 
she can handle  a flower can only take so much rain before it surrenders and 
falls ,
  I was raised by a strong woman who took every burden and turned it into a 
positive, I didn`t think in my life time I would find another who had as much 
gumption tenacity, or love as her,
  No one ever said life would be easy I for one know, but she is so forgiving 
understanding, and so reluctant to take from her self and give to others for the 
sake of there happiness and the sacrifice of hers, 
  On my knees and hands together I pray give my baby strength to make through 
the day , adversity, triumph, and victory is not on her mind seeing to it that all is 
well with others every time,
  The flower I fell in love with has a steam as strong as a tree, the girl I call my 
wife gives more then any including me, my baby will always be there for any one 
even to the negative her hand she will extend, 
  To her I have the utmost respect for  after the tears, after sorrow, after it all she 
smiles picks her self up and starts again, the woman who looks for nothing in 
return opens her heart as a friend.

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C-4 Care

Today, what the whole world need is a box of c 
To be delivered with such seriousness and care 
Keeping safe the heaven’s gate and its sacred key
It will give safety and pleasure for those who share 

To be delivered with such seriousness and care 
Assorted flavor of peach, cherry and strawberry 
It will give safety and pleasure for those who share 
Hmm, with aromas that can last for an hour or three 

Assorted flavor of peach, cherry and strawberry 
A thin rubber hat of baby pink and sweet cream 
Hmm, with aromas that can last for an hour or three 
Extracted, perfectly, from fresh fruits of my dream 

A thin rubber hat of baby pink and sweet cream 
Keeping safe the heaven’s gate and its sacred key 
Extracted, perfectly, from fresh fruits of my dream 
Today, what the whole world need is a box of c 

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I used to live in a world so sad and so lonely

Never had anyone to hold me when life turns ugly

I am aware of how life could be so cold and dreary

But that was all before I found you again my baby


You have been with me in the darkest of hours

Have kept me safe and dry through the storms and showers

Have turned my dark days to good ones scented with flowers

Have filled me with happiness and appreciation for life's wonders


And now honey as I pass through another dark phase

All I have to do baby is think about your lovely face

You make me feel strong and safe in your sweet embrace

Assures me that everything will be fine in your own loving ways


Baby you are my strength an inspiration to fight and live on

You made me feel sure that the battle for life can be won

You chased away the doubts and fears and now baby they are gone

 I know I will get to spend life with the  woman I want to call my own

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The Miracle Of Birth

The miracle of birth is a beauty to behold,
a mother , and child,  such innocence will unfold..

Sweet is her touch for her bundle of joy,
whether it be a delicate tiny girl, or a bouncing baby boy.

No other closeness will ever compare,
as she holds her baby with such loving care.

First time moms, and all in between,
the miracle of birth is where pain is redeemed.

Happy Birthday Adan, four hours old.
Your proud grand mama.

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my baby boy

Boy its so hard for me to live without you
To know that  you are near me
And not to be able to hold you
To want you and not to be able to have you. 

You are my man, you are my god
You are my only love
You are my best, you are my baby boy!!!!

Cause from the time that I saw you, my heart belongs only to you
And from the time that I tasted your kiss, my lips belong just to you
You are the only man on the planet for me
You are the only soul in this world who I care for!!!

You are my man, you are my god 
You are my only love
You are my best, you are my baby boy!!!!

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May Flower of Dreams

Twilight sparkled defying its usual gravity,
Sun followed in full riot,
Blue yonder oozed ozone,
making for full soulful breaths,
The slumbering baby in cradle,
forgot about the feed,
as he enjoyed the cool breeze,
flowing everywhere and all along,
it was so good that he wanted to sleep on,
all those walking were on trot,
energy flowed and gushed,
spreading like an infectious dream,
the green and lush carpet,
and verdant forest  were turing greener,
with every passing moment,
the flowers were in more than bloom,
not just smiling but laughing all along,
a riot of colors specked the green,
it looked as if all was silk and stin,
starred like those that hung above far beyond,
the sleeping baby was in deep dreams,
incomprehensible and distorted dreams,
which had no meaning that could be understood at all,
somewhere some how a may flower branch,
swayed in spring ego and ,
casted an unwanted shadow on cradle,
branch was not meaning bad,
it had the baby in sight,
and to render its fragrance it was fighting bad,
it was doing its job quite allright,
suddenly a wind shower turned tight,
and shook may flower branch to bitter plight,
branch lost its flowering to ground,
baby was covered in a flower shower abound,
it was then it woke up and cried,
looked around and saw spring,
afterall mayflower had been baby's flower for may,
it had brought the baby the spring,
who enjoying it stopped crying,
and began to sing.

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Her long gone baby

as she sits wondering about her life
who is with in it and with out it a babys tears cry far away
while its mothers tears find them each day
two hearts acking for one another and looking for shelter 
some kind of cover and knowing what choise  she made was wrong
but at the same time she had no one to help her along
now not another in her life and the pain cuts her down like a knife 
needing the baby that grew within and wanting to get hr back and 
with hold the sin brings lonely nights that mother sees
this long gone baby is what she needs
and thee only thing to be complete.

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Ride On

I know you want to leave me, 
Is it for another man,
Or for what you want to see,
To do the things you can,
To be who you want to be
To find your individuality
Or start all over again?

We've been together for oh so many years,
Giving to each other and, 
Wiping away each other's tears.
So tell me baby tell me,
What is a man suppose to do,
When he has run out of answers,
On how to make love to you?

I'll get on my scooter and ride.
Put some distance between you and me.
Saddle up my scooter and 
Just leave and let you be.
Just my scooter and me. 

There's always someone else
To pick up where I left off.
Maybe treat you better and
Maybe piss you off.
No matter how he does or
If he loves,
You'll always think of me and
The day I rode away,
Just my scooter and me. 

I know that when you leave me,
You'll look for the answers I couldn't give.
Do you remember when we met?
We answered all the questions we found in bed.
But now my knowledge and my answers,
Are lying in the dust and 
All the the things we've given each other
Are bound to turn to rust. 

There is one thing I am sure of,
It is more than faith and emotion,
That bonds true love together,
Lives waves caressing the ocean.
But the tide is going out, 
So I guess the thing for me,
Is to saddle up my scooter,
And set my baby free.

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Anytime we ponder over life 
to extract its meaning
from unexplanaible causes,
hopelessness smears our sad faces
with an implacable grief;
but suddenly an innocent baby appears...
born inside his mother's womb, 
changing our prospective
and supplement us with that 
new rejuvenated spirit
to shroud us in hope,
and reveal us secrets of obscurity!

An innocent baby can
make our miseries a bygone past...
thrilling, inspiring and motivating us
to give him or her our uttermost attention
and profound,human care;
our spirit may be still obligated to grieve,
but our heart can find that freedom
from the toll of worries and desperation!

A light shines when darkness is dispersed and null...
our thoughts are controlled by negatives forces,
if we let them grimly scurry inside 
and transform ourselves into sulky winers:
as sullen and inclement as weather itself...
as senescent as aged persons who grumble;
but out of nowhere we see
that  whirwind transformation,
making us better givers...
when an innocent baby appears
amidst  the stormy clouds
to summon up our courage!

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I Blinked

Feeling a bit nostalgic lately, my daughter is only nine for now, but how quickly it has
gone by.

I Blinked
    by Amy Swanson

When I first brought you home
       so wondrous to behold
              little fingers, precious toes
                     tiny bundle of perfection

And then I blinked.

Nature through your eyes
       Each day is a surprise
              the time so quickly flies
                     you gaze at life with wonder

And then I blinked.

With baby steps you now explore
       we'll never go back to before
              you've opened up life's door
                     and stepped on through

And then I blinked.

 First day of school came much too fast
       Your toddler days I knew would pass
              I wonder if my heart is glass
                     I feel it start to break

And then I blinked.

Packed away your little toys
       you're now concerned with friends, and boys
              and walk with such a graceful poise -
                     baby steps no more, you run so quickly.

And then I blinked.

Getting ready, that first date
       can't we slow things down, please wait.
              I hear echoes of yesterday -
                    the years have gone by much too rapidly.

And then...

                 I blinked.

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No more handkerchiefs-

I can recall the first time she ever held me in her arms and looked into my 

eyes… she was more different than anyone else I would ever come to know.  It 

was the way that she touch me, that said to me, no harm would ever come upon 

you  as Iong as I was here... it was the way that she looked at me that told me 

how deeply she cared. As I got older sometimes I wouldn't always do 

what she told me to do. 

Somehow she still managed to let the warmth of her smile still come through, to 

despite her distain for what I had did, it was a look that said you can do better if 

you only try? I can’t bring her back to me... as I sit here by her final resting place. 

As these never ending blue tear drops flow down my face both night and day. 

Oh how I miss momma and wish that she we’re still here to wipe away my

blue tears? 

If she was still here, I know she would wipe away my blue tears... and she would 

pull out one of those old handkerchiefs that she kept in her old purse and 

she would then  say to me.., don’t cry my baby everything will be okay. Now blow 

your nose and let me see that smile on your face? 

As the six of those elderly men carried her down those steps and as I followed 

along, just thinking to myself...she can’t be gone? As they started to lower her 

beautiful white casket into it's final resting place, I did come to realize, no more 

would I see her smile that would make the pain go away and the boogieman 

seem like a bad friend misbehaving that when she would appeared he would 

just run away. Now here I stand a broken hearted man, but I weep like that baby 

she once knew years ago... I know momma has the Angels smiling and laughing 

up there? 

Truly God must have already known there was one Angel still left down here on 

earth and  that he needed them to to come back home, so he called for momma 

late one February night. God already knew about your warm kisses that could 

put the suns warmth to shame and he knew about hugs that you could

give that put a tight sweater to shame. 

I miss you momma, I know you are passing out those old handkerchiefs of yours 

from out of  that old purse you use to carry and wiping Angels noses and 

mending their wings...I miss you mother, but I'm sure they did too.


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Poor Little Laura

Poor Laura Mabry
Everyone called her a baby
It made her little face look so sad.
But why was she teased? What was so bad?
What was about her that made the other children
All seem so glad?
I wanted to find it out
So I jumped into time
Melting clocks flew by me
I recognized one as mine.
Suddenly I fell out into a school yard
I knew it was Laura’s
 “Time for recess!” I heard Mrs. Morris.
The kids ran out
And trampled my head
But it didn’t hurt
It was as if I were dead
For they didn’t see me
But I saw poor Laura
Sitting under a tree.
No friends surrounded her
No jump ropes or dolls
Just her face in her hands
Shielding from taunting calls.
“A baby! A baby! A baby is she!”
I jumped up in defense,
“What has she done, for that tease to be?”
But no one had seen me
Or heard me, at that
So I reached down and dusted off my hat
“I’m don’t have a clue; I’m leaving and that’s that!”
So I’m not there any more, and why a baby is she
That will remain a mystery to me.
I give up, rather easy, you see,
But what’s already happened has happened;
That’s why it’s called history.

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To My Baby Girl

Although we’ve not met, just yet,
I know that you’re special.
I don’t have to bet.
I know that you’ll recognize me.
I will do my best to be a great mommy. 
I want you to be the best that you can be,
So that you’ll be the star of the family tree.
No matter what you are and how you’ll end up,
You’ll always receive your mother’s love.

I can’t wait until we can hug,
And look into each others eyes.
You are a blessing from above,
From high in the heavenly skies.
I can’t wait until I become your teacher
Neither can I wait until you hold out your arms 
To me, my baby girl’s reacher. 
I will be overjoyed just to meet you,
And to tell you, my baby girl,
I love you and welcome to the world.

3-1-06 @ 22 weeks pregnant

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Honestly when I speak do I sound just like an air head? 

Honestly when you see me do you look at me and think about how strange I look? 

Honestly when i'm not around do you say mean things about how I am?
Honestly when I smile do you feel completely grossed out? 

Honestly when I read on the train do you think geek or some pretty cute smart girl? 

Honeslty when I get a little tantrum do you feel like calling it quits, do you tell your 
friends when i'm not around?

 Honestly how honest are you? 

I'm a big girl I can take the truth don't hide it from me. 

If it's bad then I will cry but baby know that I am not weak I will learn from this and I 
will get stronger with every hit so please don't spare my feelings be honest when I ask 

Honesty when I look like a fool don't tell me that I look pretty just because I might get 

Honestly if you think I look fat tell me right now but that you can't take back because I 
will take it to heart and work out everyday in the gym just to look hot for you because 
you told me.

 Honestly if I dye my hair and the color glares in the sun and makes me look like a clown 
tell me to my face that I look a mess and I promise I won't get mad I will get happy. 

Honestly baby be honest with me our love will grow each day if you do and I will be as 
perfect as I can be and you will be happy with me as a whole.

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from his point of view

i saw the headlights but i was very  brave
 i knew my life i could not save
but my last thoughts were of you
and our baby girl  nicole to

she watches from her play pen as you scream an cry
you hold her an try to tell her
but she doesnt understand the word die

in just 2 days she will turn 1 
and you have to try and explain why daddys life is done

i watch from heaven and theres nothing i can do
just sit back and hope both of your dreams come true

when you tell her about her daddy
 please tell her my very last thoughts were of you
and my  wonderful  baby girl named nicole to

i saw the headlghts but i was brave
i knew my life i could not save

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my first baby

My first baby
I carride you
Five long weeks
Everywhere i went you went to
Eveything i did you did to
You were my life my everything
So when that dreadful day came
When the doctor said you had gone
Gone away to a better place
I was heart broken
Tears filled my eyes
My precious baby laid to rest
And my dreams of me and you faded away
Now a year later you and god blessed me
With a new baby and although i love 
This new baby 
There will always be a place in my heart for you

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Motherhood to baby james

We all receive praises, avails, beatitudes, and blessings throughout our days, 

Within that knowledge the Lord does find ways to bless us all in his particular ways, 

And now it appears within your life he has brought unto you care, love, excitement, and joy!

Yes indeed he did just that Cristina, fore now the Lord has bestowed upon you your first baby 

Certainly within you he sees the values of a woman prep and groomed to entrust the role of 
being a wonderful mother, 

And of course as you take these moments and times to bond with your boy he shall grow to 
love you like no other!

A bond between a boy and his mother is quite unique, special, beloved, and oh so divine, 

But you must allow yourself some rest now; because after your son is born he shall become 
the constant matter on your mind…

At times, some do question their abilities if they’ll make a good mom or not as that notion 
continues to play around in their heads?

But once you hold James for the first time staring into his eyes you would have answered 
that question to yourself while lying up in that hospital bed, 

Your answer to yourself might sound alittle like this, “yes I can do this and of course I’ll be 
an excellent mom to my son!”

And congratulation to you once again, because as you answer that question to yourself just 
remember to him you’ll always be his number one! 

The first kick of your baby boy within your stomach might first feel eerie but at the same 
time its one of those precious moments you’ll come across, 

And quiet frankly as your body shifts and changes throughout your pregnancy you’ll never 
change those precious moments regardless on the cost, 

Because you know the true cost is to deliver your healthy beautiful baby boy into this world 
for all to see,

Even as these words are coming from a male, I am talking from experience because my 
daughters do mean the world to me! 

As an active father in my daughters’ life I can tell you prepare for all the matters that are to 

But do not take fear into your heart, but embrace the loving times, caring moments, precious 
hours, and those days full of fun! 

Yes indeed, your life is now and forever would be set on an parenthood adventure and things 
are surely going to change, 

But trust me, all of that is going to be an excellent, felicitous, joyous and cherished moments 
as you welcome your motherhood to your bundle of joy baby James! 

         "Mother's arms are made of tenderness and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies 

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       If I talked about boys it became a heated discussion, my parents said 
              I’m too young and I’m rushin.’
      My mom and dad were very protective, a little too much from 
            my perspective. 
      All I wanted was to have some fun, I felt like a prisoner that was on 
            the run.
      At sixteen years old I felt I was grown, I thought I was ready to be on 
           my own.
       I ran the streets and came home late; it wasn’t long before I started 
            to date.
       I met a guy who seemed really into me, I even let him have my 
       I didn’t force him to use protection, I was real naïve and afraid of 
       I got knocked up which was no surprise, he said it’s not his baby 
            and began telling lies.
       I told my parents I was keeping the baby, they said: “What‘s wrong 
           with you girl have you gone crazy?”
      They said: “why bring a child into this world? You’re not grown yet 
           you’re just a little girl.”
       I ran away from home for a while, with no supervision I basically went 
       I ended up in a home for teen mothers, I wasn’t alone there were plenty 
          of others.
       I ran away again and my baby was taken, I didn’t realize the mistake I 
         was making.
       I ended up getting into prostitution and drugs, I couldn’t seem to 
         stop meeting Thugs!
       I almost died of a drug overdose, It was like I saw a light that was ever 
         so close.
       It changed my life which was so filled with drama, just because I 
         became a “teen baby mama.”

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The Gamin: From the Diary of Herald Hermit

I visited my sister-in-law at the hospital today
She had a beautiful baby boy of six pounds, seven ounces
His hair and eyes were painted brown and his brittle body had a big belly button 
with a bright bouffant tattoo on his bottom
He looked at me with eyes ironic of a curious cat; and quickly stared at his 
mother who was motionless asleep
With failed attempts to gather words to speak....
He cried, and cried, and cried...
Awakened by his tears she fed him

(An excruciating pain bites my body when the future breaks my present mirror)
And then the sky clouds filled my eyes
I watched as this baby boy inhaled seven years
Walking the streets as a gamin
No whereabouts, no nothing, my nephew...
His eyes were painted brown as was his hair
With eyes ironic of a curious cat
Upon the grave of his mother, motionless asleep
He cried, and cried, and cried

The pain had left my body
Six pounds, seven ounces
The mother awoke

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This world is filled with hate
having a baby
with no intentions to create
a child is born
and killed at the same
it takes a min. to run through the doc's mind
the baby could of been
the next Dr. King
but with a dead soul
there is nothing the baby could bring
its sad how
men have babies
and dont want to be fathers
why even bother

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Something to it.

 Baby blue sets in. A little baby boy. Soldiers in the cradle make 
 little soldier noise. A single drop sets in. A monkey on her back
 is patiently awaiting for a quick monkey attack.
 Now I can't help but think that there's something to it all.
 Though there's a pudred smelling fungus in the corner down the hall.
 Where sweaty men play with a brown leather ball.
 Now I can't help but think that there's something to it all.
 Something in the sunshine. Something in the wind. 
 Something in it's whisper to make me feel alive again.
 Something in its madness, like slushy winter snow.
 Where drunken men find lonliness,and laughing children go.

 And I can't help but stumble, and I can't help but fall.
 And I can't help but think that there's something to it all.
 And I can't help but get up, and i can't help but fall. 
 And I can't help but think that there's something to it all.

 Baby blue sets in. A little baby girl. Solders in the cradle
 form little soldier curls. A single drop sets in a monkey on
 her back. Is patiently awaiting for a quick monkey attack.
 Now I can't help but think that there's something to it all.
 And I can't help but stumble, and I can't help but fall.
 And I can't help but get up, and I can't help but fall.
 And I can't help but think that there's something to it.

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My Closet

Today I decided to clean out my closet (Bad Idea)
In it I found:
A wool coat with a moth hole
Old go-go boots, one needs a new sole
An ugly purse made of lizard skin
Inside stained from a leaking pen
A baby book for each of my boys
A big box of outgrown toys
Three dresses that have shrunk, just hanging there
Old gardening jeans with knees worn bare
A bathing suit, too little, I fear
Even some old fishing gear
A purple pantsuit..Holy Chit
Glad nobody ever saw me wearing it
Some baby clothes that belonged to the kids
Potpourri jars that have no lids
So much junk on the floor
I can hardly close the door
I know I should throw it all away
But guess I'll save it for another day
Well, that was fun, I think with a grin
And just like that, I put it all back in 

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God please tell me

I need a baby to make me whole
I need a baby to love and to hold.
I can't seem to shake all the sad emotions
my life is a rollercoster with up and down motions.
To have a baby would make me complete
Most of my sadness would be obsolete.
I want to experience all of motherhood
I would be the very best mother that i could. 
God give me a chance to show you all the love in my heart
Give me a chance to do my part.
Is adoption the way to go
I need an answer please tell me so.
Is my sadness here to stay
or is better things headed my way.
i need some help because my faith is hurting
my thoughts about you have been concerning.
To take my babies was a mean thing to do
all of the sorrow you have put me through
I need my angels more than you.
Please tell me if my life will get any better
or do i have to stay in this stormy weather.
Please give me the answers that i seek
So i can find my happiness and not be weak.

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Here Too

three jars of baby food and an apple, green
that's what her money bought
she fumbled with two wrinkled dollar bills
and some change
but it came to a dollar ninety-three
a few cents for the cookie jar

she was 19, 20, perhaps 21
no ring on her finger
no car to take her home
the baby waited patiently
past the checkstand in the grocery cart
as mom gobbled the apple
and waited out the rain

now tonight
somewhere down the street
there's a baby crying in hunger or pain
and someone's roof won't stop the rain

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Blessed by an Angel

An angel walked through a nursery, in the middle of the night,
she floated over to the infants, glowing in the moon light.
The babies in the hospital, were all left alone
to sleep peacefully and in quiet, before their mothers took them home
But now as they awoke, they looked up at her in awe
At the face of an angel, perfect without a flaw.
The angel smiled sadly, for they would grow up in a world of sin, 
the babies smiled back at her, happy to be in the world they were in.
One baby started to cry, suddenly full of fear
the angel quieted him gently, wiping away a tear
She started to sing, and the baby watched as she placed a hand on his head
Who was this amazing creature.. not quiet alive, yet not quite dead?
They listened to her voice, the sound beautiful and pure.
Her eyes were fixed on them, her gaze strong and sure. 
She whispered to them "Some of you will have everything you want and need,
but the rest of you will have to work, in this world full of greed. 
I know it isn't fair, that half will be happy, and half of you sad
but you will remember my image, and soon we will be together in heaven, merry 
and glad
I'll be there to help you, when times get tough, 
whether your life is happy, or your life is rough." 
The babies grinned and giggled, and drifted into sleep,
The angel was happy for them, she would not weep.
She began to leave, smiling at their innocence,
if the devil tried to harm them, she would be their defense.
She disappeared into heaven, leaving some of her spirit in them all, 
Now they each had huge hearts, although their bodies were small.
The babies would never forget this wonderful angel.. and soon they will know her 
but will they remember what she stood for? And that life isn't meant to be 
Maybe these babies, since they were blessed with the sight of an angel, will be 
brilliant, and caring people, who preach love instead of hate.
Have you been blessed by an angel? At any age at all? Maybe not.
But maybe you choose to ignore it, call it a dream, or maybe.. you just forgot.

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It is cozy, warm and safe in here.
Something is changing -- I feel it is near.
The voices I hear most of the time
Seem louder than ever with no reason or rhyme.

There are voices that I am curious about
I keep hearing, “when is the baby coming out?”
What is a baby -- I want to know.
I hear talk they are something that grow and grow.

It is getting harder and harder to move around
My arms and legs feel as though they are bound.
I keep hearing of a new arrival
It seems my focus is on survival.

I have a sense I will be leaving this place.
I don’t want to go -- I know this space.
It will not be easy I have been told
On the other side, I’ll be treated like gold?

How do I know that this is true?
I’m told to trust and somehow I do.
To the unknown is where I must go
The Creator deemed that it should be so.

My space seems very unpleasant somehow.
There is pressure around me -- I want out now. 
I see a shape -- it is bright and cold.
I am scared -- somehow I don’t feel very old.

What is that -- voices I hear?
It is with them I want to be near.
Oh, that is much better -- much better indeed.
I sense they will care for my every need.

So what lies ahead -- who can tell?
To focus on the future I will choose not to dwell.
I know I will be kept safe in this place
Until it is time to move to another space.

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Father,father, where are you?Can't you see what you put my mother through?
Playing house was fun.Never realizing the cost of being the boss. What am I 
suppose to do? I'm just a teenager trying to graduate from high school;and now I 
have a baby on the way.Will I jump ship and say "get that baby out of my face?"

Playing house was alot of fun. Now the real test has begun...I don't want to be a 
father who just gave seed .I want to be a daddy that takes care of his 
responsibilities. I'm a teenager that graduated from high school.I have no time to 
play around with the various crowds. I'm now college bound. I have to get this 
degree,because I have a mouth to feed.I have alot of needs myself . It's not easy 
you see!

Now that I have a degree.I'm able to take of me and my baby.Playing house was 
alot of fun ; but the whole experience has made a man out of me.Don't be a father 
who just give seeds . Be a daddy that takes care of his responsibilities.

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Dope Baby

She took it all, all that I had
But don’t think of her as bad
I love her anyway
Good or bad, either way

I ask, "We havin' that baby?"
She whispers, "Maybe."
Passin' out on my floor
My babys tryna get out that door

She shot it up every day at 2
I thought it was a lie but I found it was true
Dragging me into her game was her delight
There wasn’t any real reason to fight

Screamin’ in the middle of the night
Cold sweat, furious eyes, what a sight
Tellin’ her, "It’ll be ok, babe, dontcha worry,
the doc’ will be here in a hurry."

Showin’ up in black
I say, "Get my baby on track."
"Seems like shes withdrawin’, son,
it’ll be a long time ’till this battles won."

My baby lost the battle
No chance of hearin’ that rattle
She took herself, and my baby too
Thinkin’ to myself, "She coulda started new."

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No dipping

  U see me and my boo were ready to do the do
      We planned the day  
    Discussed it thoroughly
        I was convinced that home boy really loved me
            So it was all cool 
          I was about to lose it to a incredible dude 
             There was going to be no regrets
                I anticipated his hands all over me 
                    He was gonna make a new woman of me 
                        The day finally came 
                    I undressed him and he undressed me 
                        As the passions ensued 
                     I could take no more 
                        I told him to put it on  
                           He said girl I left them next door
                              He didn't stop 
                               Doing his do
                              But I felt completely turned off
                                  I said so go next door 
                                    It's just across the hall
                                      He was like nah baby it's cool 
                                    I sware I don't got nothing
                                        Let me just put it in 
                                      By now I was completely shocked 
                                           I shoved him off me 
                                               as he tried to get on top
                                              He said chill baby girl next time I promise
                                                            I get paid next week
                                                  In my head I'm thinking what is this some 
                                                     kind of weekly installment type of thing?
                                                               He got condoms on layaway
                                                               Or something 
                                                        There aint gonna be no next time
                                                           Matter fact there aint gonna be no today
                                                                 I got off the bed, put on my clothes
                                                                 There simply will be no dipping without a condom

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A Thing Called Death

A thing called death,
How could it be?
That it would take,
Both of my babies.

October the 25th,
The day would be,
That my firstborn
I would get to see.

A life cut short,
By a thing called death.
My baby boy never,
Got to take his first breath.

Some time in December,
My baby girl
Would have been born
Into this world.

A life cut short,
By a thing called death.
My baby girl never,
Got to take her first breath.

This thing called death,
How could it be?
That something so cruel,
Would take my babies.

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from god above

they laid you in my arms,with all your innocent charm,i prayed to god above, for the 
rest of her life,let her live in love." your first word, your first  smile, your first day of 
school,my how you grew.. through sickness and in health, rain or shine, god gave 
you to me on loan,for a short time. now a grown woman with a child of her own,my 
how shes grown {shelby},with hair as red as when her mama was born,given only to 
you ,on loan from god above, to you jenny : with love. they laid her in your arms,with 
all her sweet charm,you prayed to god above, for the rest of her life let her live in 
love.. her first smile, her first word, her first baby step. MY ... babys face lit up like 
gods stars, as i watched them grow together,my memories from afar... theyre first 
word, theyre first smile,   theyre first baby step,for the rest of theyre lives,let them 
live in gods love.....

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           The life begins for 
                                      the baby sees the world
The baby is a lovely gift to 
                                        all the couples of the world

The baby cries as the state of living gets a sudden change
        But she can enjoy the options in a wide range
 The baby should be supported by care and pledge
 For avoiding the danger is beyond her knowledge
             Every moment is a precious case 
      The baby should always be in a safe place 
               The baby should not be left alone
              Always be with her till she is grown

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My Baby Girl

Barrettes and ribbons
Baby dolls and lace.
Ah my baby girl
Such a sweet face.

Tea parties and Teddy bears
Tree climbing, Let's race.
She might be the smallest
But she demands her own space.

Schoolwork and Boyfriends
A Friday night date.
Hey mama don't worry
I just might be out late.

Ruffles on prom gowns
A mind of her own.
I'm not sure I like this
My baby girl is grown!

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(This is a fictional poem)

I lost the most precious thing on Earth.
My beloved wife died during childbirth.
I pushed her to have a baby even though the doctor told us not to.
Now that she's gone, I can't stand this unbearable pain I'm going through.
She was diabetic and I should've known better.
My life became complete on the day that I met her.
But now she's dead and I know that I'm the one to blame.
When they buried her, I knew that life would never be the same.
The baby also perished on that horrible day.
I wish somebody would shoot me and take the pain away.

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You Told Me

Let me take you back...
You told me that you loved me
You told me that you cared
You said that you would never hit me
And that you would always be there.

Well that was then and this is now 
I'm sitting here with a black eye feeling less than proud
Ashamed is what I feel, embarrassed and less than a drug hound.

I didn't let you go without putting up a fight
I deserve an award cause I fought you with all of my might
How could you do what you did?
I'm your sole supporter
The mother of your kids
Raheen and Domineek, Nasir and Shakya
The mini me's of me and you
The lil' ones I would die for.

To them daddy is your name 
Hero is your title
But what lies underneath is a snake with a rattle
Slanging in the streets and not coming home on time
Hustling your life away only for cooked crack nickels and dimes.

Yea you making money doing your thang
We stay blinged up fresh to def with 
diamonds,chains,gear and ghetto fame.

But as you get deeper in the game
Your fist becomes your let out 
It's hard to see what you're doing when you're bringing your anger out.

Why do you treat me the way you do? 
Like I'm your foot stool and even your fool
You aint in-love, really you don't even love me
I just got a firm back and a sperm hungry baby sack.

It's over and I'm done 
Finito Baby I'm not the one
Time's up for the headaches and pains
Bangings and beatings and downrating my name.

It's true our kids need a mother and also a father
As long you're in their life 
With me you don't have to bother.

There's no need for me to linger
No longer will my life be in danger
Help is what I seeked and found
New peace and new joy is what I'm spreading around.

Go ahead with your bad self 
Keep your riches and your wealth
You played me like a doll and then threw me back on the shelf
I didn't get any "Thank You's" or "I appreciate your all"
Not even a "Thank You" for help bringing four lives into this world.

Just like Spike Lee's movie
"Do The Right Thing"
I'm way ahead of it 
Leaving you with your games
Something I should have done long ago
But I wasnt strong enough to stand alone in the cold
Now I've grown wiser, mature and afresh
I'm not doing something good I'm doing what's best.


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Aborted Baby

Won't even get a chance at life,
Two months old and it receives the knife,
Not even a single cry,
Can I ask why?
Why does it have to pay for their actions?
They make the decision to their satisfactions,
As it lays there helplessly and grows,
The baby doesn't even know,
That soon, it will grow no more,
But instead, it's life will be cut off so short,
No chance to be held, or to be loved,
But like many others, be aborted to the world above,
It's completely not right,
Nothing to do, it can't even fight,
It's removed far too soon,
It's breath cut off like the pop of a balloon,
It's tiny little soul and heart,
No longer shared, but torn apart,
What's it gonna take,
For people to realize that unborn babies aren't just things and they're not fake,
To make people think before they do,
Because look who pays, it sure as hell isn't you,
And it's not fair,
You act like you don't even care,
But that's a life you've just destroyed, a life you've prevented from living,
A life you made, and a chance you're not even giving,
What are you gonna do next time it happens?
Abort the helpless baby again?
Abortion isn't a form of birth control,
Use your brain and save a soul,
Relax, and thank God you have a chance at life,
While you allow others to give that unborn child the knife,
Because there is no next time for that baby,
And unfortunately, not even a maybe,
You have fun living like before,
While that baby doesn't even get close to life's door!

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Times are Changing

As the years go by and things begin to change…its time for us to step up and get ready 
to take over the reigns.  Our parents as the baby boomers did their part.  They 
sacrificed, they cried, they died, to make life easier for us, its time for generation X 
to stand up and continue on with the march.  

Black, White, and every race, its all the same, were loosing out at life, and were not 
even playing a game.  
The way things are going, as I see through my eyes, we are worse off than before and we 
are telling ourselves lies.  We’re denying the fact that things are bad, the world is in 
a devastating situation and it’s getting to the point where it’s sad.  Even Christians 
fill their mind and body with the worldly things; we need to rinse it all away with 
Godly Listerine. 

Television, radio, movies, its corrupting our souls and our minds, we need something 
different, we need to be more Christ-like, we need something Divine.  Were looking for 
role-models, were not going to find them on TV, lets face the facts, lets get back to 
the basics, lets follow JC.

The headlines might read, "Another one died today" the captions might just say, “She 
killed her baby son".  What are we doing as Christians you see, we're loosing souls to a 
fiery eternity.  Have you done your job today, or did another soul just slip past your 

There's mothers against daughters, fathers against sons, wives against husbands, will 
this madness ever be done?

We need to find a solution; we need to find an outcome, were in a race against time, but 
are we on the run?  There's something we can do, there's always a way, lets come 
together as Christians, lets come together as a human race.  Lets follow God and His 
mercy, and His amazing grace, let’s look deep into our souls...not just face to face.

So don’t follow the crowd, stay close to the Word, give God all the glory, the glory He 
deserves.  Stay on the road that's narrow, not the one as wide as the sea, the small 
road might be lonely, but it leads to a life in eternity!  Just follow your heart, keep 
with what is true, if everyone else goes to hell, well where does that leave you?  We 
need to turn to the Lord and keep our eyes on the prize; stay focused on Him and let Him 
be our ultimate guide.

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Love can withstand anything, and love conquers all.  Our love for each other will never, 
ever fall.  I adore you so much, and for life it will be, I will love you till the end 
of time, all eternity. I have more than love for you, it’s more than skin deep, I dream 
of you in the daytime, I fantasize of you in my sleep.  My love runs deeper, than my 
heart and my mind, my love for you runs through me all of the time.  My love for you 
runs through me and for life it will stand, you as my woman, and I as your man.  We are 
a couple, and together we’we will stay, in true love, (through good times and bad), each 
and every day.  If loving you is against the law, then baby you are mine, I would keep 
on loving you...I would have to commit that crime.  I have more than love for you; it’s 
an obsession can’t you tell.  I try to show my true love, but still to no avail.
I have more than love for you, and for life it will be.  Our love for each other will go 
down, as one of the greatest in history.  I love you sweetheart, and I want the whole 
world to know, you are my everything, and our love will always grow.  Our love will keep 
on growing it will never stop, I'm on cloud nine; our love is going to the top.  When I 
think of you, I'm floating on clouds, its a wonderful feeling, my love has no doubts.  I 
try to show my love, and this I know is true, no matter what I say or do, it doesn't 
show the truth.  Baby what I'm trying to say is that "I Love You" through and through.  
Love always and forever.

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My Babies

She’s growing up just way too fast
My baby girl with dimpled face
The love she gives just makes me smile
As the love I have shan’t be replaced
No matter how old she will get
To when adulthood steals her gaze
I shall remember my baby girl
As I cherish all her gentle ways

And, too, so of my baby boy
A little man beyond his years
I can not bear to see him age
As growing away becomes my fears
His gentle heart and serious ways
Take him past his years of eight
He’ll always be that little one
My baby boy who captivates

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Her energetically youthful joints bounce
To the beat
Her belly baby bump doesn't slow her down
She sings the lyrics of the Lord's love
Hiding her truth
To prevent his second murder
No blood on her hands
He'll spend time behind bars
And she'll build her life holding her daughter
Up to the sun
She'll marry
And live 
And her baby daughter, answered prayer,
Will share
Poetry with the world

But these women will still mourn
One in sorrow for her choice
And one in guilt for the life of a older sibling unled

And yet the baby girl loves God 
And freedom

How can she be pro choice?
She knows what it means to be

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Baby I put up with you, just because of LOVE
Without you i wouldn't know what to do
Like my LOVE for you, angels spread there wings above
As I would spread my love for you
You make me promises that you hardly ever keep
But I'm sure and hope that'll change
Cause I'm sick of not hearing your feelings and i don't mean to sound so vain
But I know I deserve better, you should
treat me like your queen
Anything I need and ask you should always be there for me
No I don't mean clothes  I don't mean jewelry either
A Queen deserves her Kings heart so that she knows just when he needs her
I want to make this work baby no more false accusations 
Because my heart belongs to you, no more needs to have fustrations
I won't turn my back on you baby I'm through with all the games 
I realize after all the ups and downs you never put me through pain
So what I'm asking for from you is 100% trust
So we can make our love stronger and only focus on us

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too young too ?

Screams erupt in the alley below, 15 years old, she had no where to go.

The baby is ready and well on it’s ways, to bad it won’t live through one day.

Her cries go unanswered, and then silence, when I here her say, “it’s a girl,” 

“My baby girl” Then her body goes limp in a failed attempt to look into her

Baby’s eyes, the baby feels the loss, she closes her eyes, and slowly she dies.

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When we got Mad

Since the first time we got mad at each other
Things were just not the same anymore
Everynight I think about all the times we spent together
All the kisses we gave one another
I just wanted to break down and cry 
Thinking about all the time we didn't speak
The times when we both sat asking why
All of the worries and troubles that make us so weak
Baby I don't want nothing to break us apart
You know I love you with all of my heart
I want us to spend our lives together
 Baby I don't want us to fight ever
I'm sorry for everything we been through
I know our love will always be true
And baby I'll always be here for you