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Reduce Strife

Reduce Strife Ancestors, ancestors long gone but closer u get. A great deal of young women is left with the check. No charge, says the Lord! …but we regret our sons are being taken by the family for less. Wait! Take a young mother like me no guidance to set me free…free to love, free to speak, freedom to care and learn while staying out of the street. The pain we gain is not worth the heat. The heat of peer pressure when the peers are in more trouble than me. Without guidance myself I cannot set him free nor share with him knowledge taught to me. I sat and dreamed one day that although I gave birth outside the wedding on lock. It seemed easy for the dad to give his hand to a Glock. You experienced wedlock, but this meaning has gone with you, ancestors: The adversary swarmed in to test us. The mind of the young is the best place to roam destroy it and several generations are gone. The responsibility lies on the man in prison to send his relatives to arm themselves against the cold world in his mind that still exists because he had no time to unwind. A mother like me wonder what happened to mine, I taught them the Word, to go to school and how to care but all I get is to stare in the visitor’s window of a jail. Ancestors, ancestors your life meant a great deal to me your shortcomings were valuable, and you had time to share with all of us the Word, to go to school and how to care. Now they say black lives matter. Well, this was then and now but today we have been reliving the day that we thought passed away. I live to decrease the day the youth have to pay with their lives being forgotten in hot cars. Oh, these cold wars. The chance came that I can make a difference; I stood strong ancestors feeling alone and received a patent to shed new light. To fight! It may not be the final answer to preventing death and prolonging life but whatever it is ancestors it will reduce strife. Carolyn Y. Palmer 10/28/2018

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Date: 1/5/2019 10:17:00 AM
BEautiful, so beautiful.. Seriously we put our necks on the knife's edge of strife for stupid and unnecessary reasons... We the blacks especially have bastaridized the phrase "black lives matter" because we envy each other, 'beef' or 'diss' each other, quick to enter the abyss of rivalry and in Africa, go xenophobic to our own race while we use the spilled blood to feed the soil the others toil on. A great write! A great write!
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