Charlene Wilcox Poet Dramatic Monologue

Angels In Our Pathway

I look deeply into The Children's Eye's
 
The War;Hatred and devastation,Why???  
I see it upon the faces of The Elderly Deaths.
The Wisdom We buried as They take Their last Breath.
I have sat with The Forgotten Mentally Ill as I start...
I still See The Promise in Their Souls beyond A concerned Heart.
The Belief with-in Our Hearts:To Heal and cure Our Wills.
I've been to See The Cripple Veterans of Our Wars...
They fought to Preserve Our Lives,Our Dreams,and Protect Our Shores.
I have been risen by fables,literature,and bed time stories.
I have loved The Weak and The Meek risen by Their hard work and Glory.
I have seen PAIN;Buried People and Children that died in Flames...
I know They Are ANGELS walking now in A Kingdom of Heaven domain.
I've had Friends murdered by the fate of Their Own Hands;Anger and Rage...
             
              The Truth pours,As I soak Ink to This very New Page:
               For Today blood spills still; My Concerned Thought of The Day!
               Peace On Earth seems so distant;just like a small microwave ray.
               The Labors and Fruits of Our Principles Fallen from straight Above.
               As though Hope walks into Faith lead By LOVE.
 
It is definitely A Prayer of mine In Completion;Open All Books of Every Season...
For The Spice of Life is inside You;All Angels In Our Pathways For very strong 
                                          REASONS!!!

                                By Charlene L. Wilcox            09-24-2014

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Verlena S. Walker October 1, 2014 at 11:17 PM Beautifully written Charlene... I love your parablistic writing style... I will visit again. Verlena Charlene Wilcox October 10, 2014 at 12:17 AM TY for Your Help friend on that large word.Your means even more now that I can understand it better,TY kind Heart Person.Your New Friend Char>>> Verlena S. Walker October 4, 2014 at 11:37 PM Parablistic means you write super-awesome parables. I enjoy your poetry very much Charlene. Verlena Charlene Wilcox October 4, 2014 at 6:59 PM TY Verlena but I'm not certain what the word parabistlic means?I do appreciate You coming back to read more of My Poetry.The One Everyone seems to like is called,"This Shoe."I took The Old Mother Goose Nursery Rhyme and applied it to Our times.Then I turned around and Dedicated to Mom because She went threw All that in a nut shell.I hope You enjoy it too.