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Tell Me

I'm lost hurt and angry
Why did you take his life
I want, No I need to know
Tell me, Tell me why
I deserve to know

Haven't you done enough to him
What'd he ever do to you
He suffered his whole life
Suffered more than anyone deserved
Tell me, Tell me why you did it
I have a right to know

Why'd you let him born to them
Born to worthless parents
Parents who didn't care
They threw him away like garbage
Pawned him off on someone else
Tell me, Tell me why
Explain how you could do that

You gave him Polio
You let others treat him like disease
You took away the full use of his legs
You warped his hand and foot
Tell me, Explain to me why
I deserve to know

You let others think he was crazy
You let it go on for over year
You didn't stop it, Why
Tell me, Give me your reason
Answer me, Help me to understand

You go and make matters worse
You gave him Cancer
You didn't give him a chance to fight back
You just jerked him away from us
Tell me, Tell me how
How you could be so cruel

How can others not question you
When others do it, It's murder
But when it's by your hand
It's your will, Their fate
Tell me, What makes you so different
Your no better than the demons knocking at the door

You heard me beg and plead
You know I'm not afraid to die
I was willing to carry it all for him
I was willing to take my Daddy's place
You didn't even let me say Goodbye
Tell me, Tell me why I couldn't take his place
Answer me, you owe me that much



Sabrina Niday Hansel
~Niday40873~

(motif) Spiritual

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All Aboard::

It’s time to board the Aircraft Carrier
You are welcome to step inside
Flying like a nitrous boosted harrier
That’s zooming down a greased up slide

The destroyer lurks on the horizon
We ready the poetic torpedo 
In time for our dramatic liaison
Which will increase our verbal libido 

I hope you look forward to reading our works 
To bask in our poetic manner
Our ponderings have already irked
But our syntax is strong like an angry Bruce Banner

We will not be silenced by the Soup
We will stand tall to carry Aircraft 
We will sometimes fly a loop-the-loop
We will poke you with our poetic shaft

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THE SENTRY

Posed such, in its formidable array
would guess that all protection in refer
not deem my soul respectively, relay
but from some archway's character of serve!

That guard of my esteem, not turning gray
is from some inner peace, not just of nerve
the loyalty I've bridged by my own stay
now chances not its entry as conserve.

For naught the times, nor beckoning's concur
that shoulder decorated stood its ground,
some rite of passage, measures not impure
or guesses at my fancy, or my frowned!

How steady in some answer of reserve
would guarantee its effort, so unbound,
that resolution's comfort not deserve
or its entailment daily ne'er impound!

Is freedom such an answer, I not need
when life holds such encumbrance up her sleeve,
prescribe me not, in entities concede
but brave begot ~ a childhood of bereave!

The Sentry, grasp the plot ~ remit, receive
to bear it all, a blossom of Faith's core
that from behind, attacks are so conceive
the narrowing's remind, an open door!

The harrowing of purging not refined
a net of undeniable content,
the message straight from cowardly assign
and from its framework, instigates resent!

That Hell be guarded once, and so confined
the nature of the whore that so compels,
is tempting of man's nature, so inclined
and reconciles its effort, "all is well!"

And so it be, prerogative regress
is functioned only lightly to incline
to rob my thought, my enemies redress
and matter less, to only spend my time!

Forfeits agenda, reconciles, climbs
that merit of dissension leaves encore,
all but that host's dimension steeps unbind
revolving with ascension ~  perish more ~

And tumbles its direction ~ out of line!

To be continued ~ The Sentry Rhymes ~ Dangerous times.


Note ~ Guard duty is one of the most sensitive, and loyal of commitments.
Such as that of a noble entity, a queen, an endangered person, or even
a family, spouse, children.  Today our protection needs to be more loving,
more personal & caring, not back turning, and avoiding.  Our own National
Guard need to be here, at home, on board, with their reason intact, and not
forged from some idealistic, protectionist bourgeois ~ needing to be
everywhere else!  










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NO ANSWERS

WRITTEN 25TH FEB 2001



I love you all with my whole entire heart
 every second, I'm left to wonder why we're apart

I try to work out what I must've done wrong
 how many mothers sing this sad song

But there are no answers to my questions

Every year we have spent together
 is now embedded, in my heart forever

I think hard and long
 does this pain really belong

Still...there are no answers to my questions

Strength I once had to carry on 
 is nearly dead and gone

I say a prayer every night
 to give me strength, to stay and fight

I still ask, "why us"
 were we on the wrong bus

I weep a tear with every second
 how do I live, like everyone reckon's 

Still...I get no answers to my questions

I stay here fighting, for just one more touch
 am I really asking way to much

I love my babies with every beat of my heart
 please I beg you, stop keeping us apart

Still...no answers to my questions

I'm only left to Guess, that God's reason's 
 are truly his very own



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FRESH AIR

need to get out
no doudt
take a break
it kept s me awake
so i go too the root
and toot
walk and stare
get 
some FRESH AIR


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WHY I LOVE THE COLD

 your wear 
you look like a bear
you walk and talk
 shop   and hop
kiss hhug in aparking lot
and have  acuor soup bold
THATS
I LOVE THE COLD

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Prayer of the Small Mighty

Do as you do 
Let live what lives
Push as you push
He breaks as you give 

A poisonous lead sits in his pit
He has been here before
Of this he is sick
Through fire and flame, droplet 
and 'cane
He has been here before
Has borne such pain

Again and again
He may crack or shatter
O'er and o'er
He has no say in the matter

Do as you do
And let live what lives
Push as you push
But he breaks as you give

Silence will he breathe,
And tall standing be. 
Strong as steel and of finest 
alloy;
Has been since but a mere boy. 
Feathered within, as cancellous 
bone. 
He begs for relief from this 
relentless hone. 

Come now and comfort,
For the storm is gone. 
Come now and comfort,
I will move on. 

Come now and comfort
This small child in me. 
Come now and comfort, 
Stop my trembling.

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At First Glance

I sit here on my bed and pray
Oh Lord what a beautiful day
I saw one thing at first glance
It's now time to take a stance

I went to the park to take a peek
To The Man who's humble and meek
I could swear He was smiling at me
In front of the millions there to see

That smile went straight to my heart
I knew this had to be be the start
Of something special deep inside
I would no longer stay in and hide

Your Pope has meant the world to me
Opened my eyes and now I can see
All the good that's in front of me
Casting away all this negativity

At first glance you smiled my way
Now to you my Lord I will pray