Em had said, “Hedrick is so gorgeous now, he will dazzle your eyes out”.
We met him at a posh restaurant; both his arms were covered with tattoos. He would have looked tough if I had not known him as a baby.
floral arrangement behind him softened him up too.
An Invitation of Thoughts
Angels, dare not enter;
for our city prides on greed and hate.
Fear takes betrayal without heed,
A means to an end.
Our Soul holds more importance,
rather than our indulgences "need".
In the heart of the beast,
reigns the seed of decency.
Bankrupted sorrow, and despair
becomes tomorrow's healing nature.
Heavens peace only comes from within,
not on a faithless belief.
A brief chance to believe that in time,
our spirit will strenghten,
rekindling humanity's faith in god;
and our love for him.
Jennifer Debra-Lynn Hedrick-Finch
Copyright ©2009 Jennifer Debra-Lynn Hedrick
Felt as if I were a stranger amongst family.
A mere shadow puppet on the wall.
The whispers that enraged me deeply.
From all the distasteful, shameful,
ungrateful words that had been spoken.
Utter silence drifting away,
the darkness starts to reign.
Sincerity's all so superficial beauty shines brightly,
blinding us from the true light burning within.
Rebelliously our selfish motives,
and lustful attitudes,
ruthlessly are felt thru out the land.
Emotionless thoughts,a lack of wisdom,
Aimlessly wandering about,
consuming everything in it's path.
Leaving "heart aches" as distraactions,
felt dining the war within the chains of bondage.
Keeping us slaves of death.
Our "seeds of faith" never failing,
surrendering to our human nature.
Repenting with our bankrupted souls.
His grace,given with forgiveness
and love.
Jennifer Hedrick-Finch
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