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Jeremiah Is His Name

An empty room was the scenery to his death
Not a single living soul was present to witness the events that took place
A sliding door covered with a mirror spoke back to him with his own reflection words spoken and breath
A change he saw in the playful mirror, he had a different face

A broken heart powered his spirit, a spirit that had lost all sense of direction
Fake, selfish to the heart he crawled into his path
All along yearning for his fathers attention
A feeling that he never met, for he was truly lost in the yearning of affection

Anger flowed in his heart
Hope was locked up, it wasn't free always it had a bail
He never truly mean to harm anyone, yet the ones closest to him felt it all, saw his spirit fail
Alas all was lost, his family, his dreams slapped him awake, awake to his reality in part

All alone, at the bottom of the pit
His heart was bleeding and not a soul around to aid him, he fell to his knees
With his heart in his hand, reaching for the sky, he asked Jesus to take his heart and dwell in it
An ugly howl of the mind with the spirit and soul all at one, gasping for air, for life he said "please"

Shattered, his all, he was nothing but dirt with dirt
His eyes blinded by the endless tears could not see the sky, a beautiful night it was
He asked with all his mind, heart and spirit to be forgiven for his past, for his fault for his flaws
At point zero he blacked out, he died

In his death he saw a light, brighter that the sun itself, it blinded the heart 
A presence he had never felt before came over him, yet there was no fear
Pleaing to his understanding, he knew it was good, and that shortly he would awake from his sleep
Wrong, for the light drew closer and it even spoke, at the words that vented into him, he did weep

A sense of security, of purity overwhelmed his body
Afraid he was not, for His Lord was the light
In the beginning, from the very start He was there to guide him into life herself, teaching him how to fight
Darkpoet died that night, but a new being was born! In the name of Jesus Christ, he was called Jeremiah

-God, father I have been seeking you all my life,
Here I am Lord to serve You, My King.
Jeremiah I shall be, to write for You Father.

Jeremiah Eduardo Orozco

I Miss You

My dearest, sweet Daddy
I wish Australia wasn't so far away!
I can't just "pop over" to say hello
England is on the other side of the world
For one thing there's the cost
If the subject of money wasn't an issue
I'd be winging my way to you now!
When you told me you had Alzheimer's
I died a little that day
And what scares me so much, Daddy
Is when you won't know who I am
There are so many precious memories
That I hold in my treasure chest
Like the time you placed me
And my brother Scott
In a wired waste bin in Camperdown Park!
The reason for this strange action?
To make an unusual photograph
It certainly was funny
We peered at you through diamond shaped slats
Set against a brilliant smooth blanket of snow
I remember clinging on to your strong back
As I faced my fear of the swimming pool
You were my tower of strength, my refuge
As the water began to encompass me
And when the terror of the gasmask
Consumed me at the Dentist's Office
You went in first, to assuage my panic
There was no need for your check up
Then years later, when my appendix was removed
And the phobia gripped my very soul
You came to the anaesthetic room
Calming and soothing me as I drifted off
The clever things you made with your hands
The doll's house, ambulance and gurney
And the bust of Winston Churchill and car
Both fashioned completely out of sand!
Not forgetting the giant Queen of Hearts A-Board
And the washing machine hat 
With "Brain washing" written on the top!
I cherished your words of wisdom
And you wiped away my tears
When I grieved for my husband 
Also in the throws of Alzheimer's
Can you wipe away my tears now, Daddy
As I pen these words to you?
I need another of your cozy cuddles
And some more words of wisdom
I love you ever so much
And I need to save up all my pennies
To wing my way back to you
Before you forget who I am...
Your loving daughter, Diane

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