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Golden Gate Bridge
Now, don't be ridiculous, do open your eyes,
Is it a brave single mother trying to raise
Her daughter or son?
Or is it the man, jumping off the Golden Gate Bridge
In an act of self-slaughter?
How about the elderly, who live alone and are home
bound?
They wake each morn, however...far from
forlorn.
Or is it the man from the Bridge?
His body about to be torn.
By the hungry rocks below
No, I say!
Courage and admiration go to the brave across all nations
Who bravely face life~that are strong.
Never sorry for themselves today.
Their simple gratitude for life~totally
surpasses any jumper...
Trashing a God given life to almost ashes.
Panagiota Romios
2/18/2019
I dreamed last night of a deceased friend whom I met him some thirty years ago. In the dream,
the part I remember most was that he was speaking to me most passionately about NEW EXPERIENCES.
He was a dear friend, much respected and cherished. In the dream, it appears he assured me that FRESH
EXPERIENCES awaited me, and I needed not to fear them. He was encouraging me to forge forward, to take the plunge.
Setting sail is often the tear maker, the heart breaker. We struggle to let go of the familiar, the peaceful shore.
Beyond the shore are high waves and killer storms. The shore too is challenging but friendlier and safer.
Is life to be a sweet freeway to greet painlessness? Or is it more suited that we face NEW EXPERIENCES?
Not all dreams are to be trusted for direction or guidance, but often, we subconsciously may have certain reluctancies.
Sometimes, a message will bring assurance or courage to us through a dream.
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My heart feels burdened by the pain, the sorrow
Where there was once joy, there is fear
I feel the ache of my yesterday bleed past morrow
Where the light blinds as I shed each tear
My soul is lost in the quiet of a night in shadows
Darkness wars within as I tell God my worries
Some say it’s just life – that’s how it goes
But I know a Savior, a Redeemer who never hurries
In His word I find the answers to every plight
What I once feared, I now hold gently within me
Sensing He is the joy rising with the dawn’s light
Joy so amazing, I keep praising Him who set me free
My spirit is seeking the wisdom of my Hope
He is the way, the truth, the life and I know
Without Him, I would never be able to cope
And, it is His love that keeps this fire in me aglow
Beyond the darkness, where the forest meets the trees
I see a purpose for all the pain that lives within
What would I learn from a life of complete ease?
It is in the struggles that I discover love who’ll begin…
When I don’t understand and the hurt is too real
When I feel like a shadow who was shed by a tear
When nothing feels good and I just have to kneel
There is a promise – I seek Him with the Lord’s prayer
Please, precious Savior, come to comfort my soul
It is Your presence that can still the darkest war
It is Your love and grace that will make me whole
Even in this darkness, it is You whom I adore!
Proud to defend his country, the place of his birth.
To unite with other soldiers and prove his worth.
A band of brothers they quickly became.
putting aside differences to achieve their aim.
Only in his teens no real experience of life.
Now marching in to battle with his gun and knife.
He was hailed a hero when he came home from war.
But no praise could save him from the horror that he saw.
In his head he hears screams of men wounded and crying.
Laying on the battle field dismembered and dying.
He has tried so hard to overcome it and stand tall.
Living through turmoil to make sense of it all.
But the nightmare continues and he struggles to cope.
No one is coming to help, he fears there is no hope.
Now living on the street, no place to call home.
Invisible to passes by, hungry and alone.
Our throw away heroes, we turn a blind eye.
Whilst they live on our streets waiting to die.
Lest we forget.
The world is going wild
We are only but just victims
Victims not by our own guilt
As we live not by our own wish
It not so easy to live under fear
So I pray now and forever
Oh God
Let the righteous rule the world
Let the righteous rule the world
We live in a world
Where illusion is the masters game
This illusion is so deep beyound our control
We wallow in it mysteries
As we live in it shawdows
Where all we know is not reality '
But it opposite
It been a very long time
We are been controlled
By the evil men on the hill
So I pray now and forever
Oh God
Let the righteous rule the world
Let the righteous rule the world
Their is an evil force all over places
This force has no pity
This force has no humanity
This force is not natural
It love to destroy the good
It corrupt the heart of the humble
It rain down deaths where sorrows dwell
This force is demonic
This force is visibly invisible
Killing and destroying all good life brings
Through this force the men on the hill rules us
So I pray now and forever
Oh God
Let the righteous rule the world
Let the righteous rule the world
Oh God
It been too long
Too long time we never enjoy peace
Too long we never know happiness
Too long time we suffer
Oh God I don't see you
But I want to tell you everything
I know cos I know you listening
It been too long this calamity
All over the world
Just because this men on the hills
Are so evil
Oh God I know I don't pray much
But with what the time says now
With all this evil events happening
All over the globe
Am force to pray
So I pray now and for ever
Oh God
Let the righteous rule the world
Opening my eyes
My vision is hazy
Everything seems just slowed down
I'm getting a grip on everything
I took a look at myself
And realized I'm still here
Staring out by the window pane
Smiling coz my life carries on again
Lord thanks for your favor
This moment in time I savored
I don't mind much of what the doctor said
That I am on medication indefinite
My plans I had are moving ahead
A fresh new lease on life lies ahead
It's a wonderful feeling
It is not the end yet
No I'm alive
All my doubts and fears keep me wondering
If I will always be around
That's why it is important to me
That I live and love
And build it better the second time around
"What is our life but a succession of preludes to
an unknown song whose first word is surrender."
Quote by _Constance
My life has been one of high cliffs and deep dark pits,
oh, the map of my journey is unfathomable;
so often I have fallen from a high rocky precipice,
and with courage climbed from pits of sorrow and grief !
But, somehow on this doomed voyage I found strength,
and have an inner courage to take a step within the unknown;
I can now face the puzzle of my strange life,
can explore unfamiliar and uncharted winding paths !
Oh, sure there are days I dangle from a lofty crag,
with a sheer drop into angry blue surging ocean waves;
and there are days I walk in beauty untold,
a foreign visitor in a mysterious forest on an adventure !
I have no fear of climbing vertical walls to find my bliss,
immense peril will not stop my quest for the purpose of my life;
I love finding the obscure- the secrets in the beyond,
and enjoy the view from a mountain overhang !
"And though scars are the roadmap of my life,
I drink from the deep blue cup of sky."
Quote by - Constance
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January 27, 2022
Poetry/Verse/The Precipice of The Unknown
Copyright Protected, ID 01-1424-917-27
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, Pick-A-Title, Vol 28
sponsor, Edward Ibeh, Judged 02/13/2022
Second Place
THE EVER DWINDLING FEW
At Juno Beach
At Juno Beach an old man stands and limps down to the shore,
Where on this sand he crawled and ran so many years before.
The skirl of pipes still in the air, the ceremony o'er,
He knows the ghosts who haunt this coast in the fading wake of war.
Huddled in their landing craft, together yet alone,
Some join a cheer to quell the fear that turns young limbs to stone.
Others lost within the thought that chills them to the bone,
Not knowing if they'll see again the fields and hills of home.
A sudden stop, the ramp is dropped and Juno is revealed,
Bullets frothing water, flying shards of red hot steel.
A thrown grenade, a shattered leg, his private war soon done,
Sheltered by a parapet, he prayed the beach be won.
Young men who fell upon this beach who lie not far away
Are still young men among his ken, not having aged a day.
They gave their all when duty called, hair never turned to grey.
They grew not old as he grew old, no feeble steps for they.
For their lost years he'd shed his tears, he'd been there yesterday,
Where snow white stones mark where the bones of all the young men lay.
They cried "Hurrah!" for Canada and braved the gates of hell,
Now walking slowly down the beach he wanders where they fell.
Where chaos reigned and lives were claimed by death's uneven hand,
The shore of war is quiet now, a peaceful stretch of sand.
Old men in chairs with snow white hair are wheeled down to the shore,
They are the ever dwindling few, soon there will be no more.
Some there among are the proud sons of those who fought before,
Believing they were there to win the war to end all wars.
But strife will always be our lot and war will have its day.
Silent prayers for those who dared with home so far away.
So once a year some come back here where many came before.
Warriors then, now ancient men who gather near the shore
To honour those who lie in rows, and comrades still beside.
A time to grieve and to receive a grateful nation's pride.
They are the ever dwindling few,
Soon there will be no more.
Ellis Pringle Craig, 2022.
Happy New World
A new day glows as the year comes to close
Opting for true love that rejects old throes,
Wishing happiness for all ringing heavenly bells,
Offering hand of friendship as tranquility dwells.
No need to waste time making elaborate plans,
A silent prayer in unison will awaken all hands
Linking solidarity to defeat emissaries of evil
When angels will join in to vanquish the devil.
Citizens of this world over seven billion strong
Have enough power to defy mighty atom bomb,
For no one would die if no one would fight,
Refusing to pull trigger will end unsightly fright.
Healing won't begin until we recognize the pain
Hiding in places where despair and grief reign.
A tiny part of each of us can restore dignity
As people rise-up to save anguished humanity.
May volunteers bring smiles to saddened faces
As regal actions shine brightly in angelic graces.
Imagine billion hands reaching to those in need
Uplifting resolutely, engaged in a noble deed.
May the world unite with heartfelt compassion
As message of kinship reverberates true passion.
In a world without wars there are no weapons
For trust builds friendship that peacefully beckons.
May new-year dawn wishing happy new world to all,
May deliverance of goodness answer every call,
May courage dominate defying perils big and small,
May harmony loom large as unity stands tall.
December 30, 2017
First place: Best poem contest by Silent One
Oh what a love you have on valentine day
Sometimes you just don’t know what to say
But say it anyway
You put your foot in your mouth, but that’s okay
It’s for your mother, your wife, your children every day
You look in the mirror and what do you see
It’s you I hope in every way
A time to reflect on what you would say
On a day such as this, you see
In your mind your mother, your wife, your children for me
What a day this is that comes once a year
To give your love in every way
This day and throughout the year
No fear you see it is the heart of God
He has placed within you to give
On Valentine Day and throughout the year
A love you have on this special day.