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Copyright © Nicole Sharon Brown | Year Posted 2010
She came to me DOA
A victim of a devastating wreck
Her angelic face was pale in color
and her eyes were a beautiful blue
I applied every ounce of energy within me to resuscitate her
shouting at times come on don't you quit on me
I was such a little fish in a big pond and still green behind the gills
Everyone I trusted to assist me committed mutiny
To much effort to save a life or to involved with their own agendas
I was granted a miracle that day
a true blessing
she started coming around
I was never happier never so relieved but
still unsure of what would come next
I stood there beside her trembling with fear
my mind was mush and I was exhausted
She was scared and in pain
I told her don't be afraid I'm here to help
She trusted me and reached out for my hand
I held her for as long as I could
only turning away for something to comfort her with
but before I got the chance to place it on her
she was gone
I cried tears that I never would have believed existed
I can't forget her face or those eyes in such need of me
In all of my years she was the first and only one
She is gone now but she'll live on forever
It’s like she became a part of me
Keeping me strong in my faith
and I'm better because of her
God brought her to me that day
he planned she'd find her way to me
I never gave up on her when others tossed in the towel
Because of that experience I'll remember her till the day I die
I hope and pray I get to see her in heaven so that I can thank her
for having shown me the way
Copyright © Edwin Baldwin | Year Posted 2011
We support all Identities and sexuality
What you do and like doesn't affect your personality,
People put labels on others because they don't understand
Yes it took us a while but, now we see if you want to give someone your hand,
To someone you love and they are the same sex
Why should the world care we won't be hexed,
It is their lives and if they are happy let it them be free
We are happily married and so lets look at all relationships are meant to be.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2015
Copyright © Michelle Born | Year Posted 2015
...fools always rush in
Hands are tools for sin
I navigate the lands of your skin
I peer in your heavenly eyes
And find godliness deep within
Life is meaningless if I can't
Breathe you in like oxygen...
Copyright © Sebastian Aaron Baez | Year Posted 2015
Don't think your alone
I will always be with you
I'll hold you
You don't have walk alone
I will always be by your side
Bringing you fresh roses and chocolates
Holding you all the way
Just remember I love you
And I will always be there
Copyright © Tahira Parveen | Year Posted 2016
My dear friend needs some support from her man
He refuses to put forth any effort
So I hope this lift your spirit
As soon as you read or hear it
And keeps you strong so you'll never quit
I want you to keep the faith, and stay strong
I'll never tell you anything wrong
I understand things are sometimes rough
And there are times when you've had enough
But stay strong and remain tough
Hopefully he'll soon realize what he's got
And that you're beautiful,sexy,and really hot
You've been patient,loyal,and forgiving too
But he still doesn't understand you
So now what you must do?
I say listen to your heart
And the decisions you make will be very smart
Always keep your head up high
Don't let that great future pass you by.
Copyright © james sturdivant.jr | Year Posted 2007
Listen to me.
My words may crash,
Like waves on the beach.
But you should know,
That to and fro,
The waters flow.
My words are the same.
The water is always gentle.
But I can't be here for you,
This body is a rental.
Copyright © Maria Cherub | Year Posted 2016
Support Your Troops
Is it wrong to care about your countrymen?
Or is it wrong to leave our freedoms upon their sin?
Is it wrong to weep upon their demise?
Or is it wrong to cheer amongst their cries?
Is it wrong to want fathers for our children tomorrow?
Or is it wrong to wish for our soldiers to feel such sorrow?
Is it wrong to want to bring them home?
Or Is it wrong to leave them out to roam?
Is it wrong to want to love instead of hate?
Or is it wrong to put a seal amongst their fate?
Is it wrong to encourage a husband to be with his wife?
Or is it wrong to ask another to give up his right to life?
Tell me if it is not supporting your troops
The many protesting and jumping through hoops
Just to bring them safely into our hands
Just to bring them back home from all these foreign lands?
To our backbone, we love so dear
We wish we could hug you, and hold you near.
We are sorry, the future brought upon your youth
We are sorry, we did not seek the truth
We are sorry, for what you have been forced to do
We are sorry, for the torture you have been put through
We are sorry, for the lonely nights
We are sorry, for the endless fights
We are sorry, for the tears you cry
We are sorry, so many of you, were forced to die
We are sorry, for the sick, and the jailed
We are sorry for the innocent men, women, and children that we have failed
We are sorry, for the countless fear we hold
We are sorry, for not listening, to the things being told
We are sorry, for not being honorable, in our choices
We ask for forgiveness, and hope you hear our voices.
By: Christina Scott
Copyright © Christina Scott | Year Posted 2007