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Life 2

LIFE 
Life is a gift
But we have never cared
Destruction of the rain forest
And no animal is spared
Arise great Pro-man
Now raise up your sword
Do not let materialism deceive you
So stick to your word
The petroleum wells will dry up some day
And they will be no money for you to pay with in that way
The gold mines will diminish one day
And there will be no fields for our children to play
Arise Pro-human
Defend mother earth
Do not think of wealth
Or all that you can get
Life is beautiful
So let us be dutiful
As a Good Samaritan
And help your fellow African
Chinese or European
In need
To create a paradise devoid of greed
That is what I call Utopia
Not until we die
When it is all over
We can not let the children suffer
I have seen pain in my old days
The weak rise 
And the mighty fall
Armies rise to fight at the clarion call
Only the truth remains
Like a tree that stands tall
In the next millennia where shall we be?
Vanity after vanity
The rest is history
Life is a gift
And love is a blessing
Let us unite this world
And teach a good lesson
Form: Haiku


To Know They'Re Safe

They say I’m too protective, not letting my daughters out of sight
Or letting them play out with friends, when it gets dark at night
Am I too protective? If I’m honest, then they’re right
I just like to feel secure in knowing they’re safe

You read it every day in papers, or hear it on the news
That some poor child has been taken, murdered or abused
My life would have no meaning, if my girls I were to lose
So I’ll do my very best to keep them safe

I’ve seen pictures of shattered families - I’ve shared their grief and pain
Knowing that their children they will never see again
Their lives broken, by some ‘monster’ that a court will judge insane,
Parents who probably thought their children were safe

I don’t want to be one of those parents, and have pity showered on me
I don’t want my girls to be prisoners - I want them to play free
It’s a sad social reflection, when you know this cannot be
When you fear, that innocent children will never be safe

So for now I’ll keep protecting them, the only way I know
Keeping them here beside me but as the years pass, and they grow
There’s going to come a time when I will have to let them go,
Then I’ll just have to hope and pray that they’ll stay safe.


© Janette Fisher  - April 1995
This poem was written about 20 years ago 
when my girls were about 7 & 5 following 
a news item about a young girl aged 16 
who had been snatched off a busy high street
Form: Rhyme

Our Children: Works In Progress

products of the Lord God that's what are children are
works in progress whom we pray will in life go very far

looking at these young men who wear their pants hanging down 
with their rear ends exposed
I often wonder what was going through their minds 
when they purchased those clothes
we live in a world where you only get one chance to make a first impression
so what do they assume people think about them in the way they are dressing
there's nothing wrong with doing your own thing but the youth need to be aware
that we are all products of the Lord God for it was He who put us here

God is our Creator for it was He who gave us the breath of life
God is our Father, our Holy Spirit and our Savior Jesus the Christ
to be a product of the church is to be a child of God
to be a work in progress striving for a righteousness of heart
to raise your children in the ways of Christ so that they'll never stray
is the best way to make sure that they'll be successful in every way
I'm not talking about just titles, riches nor college degrees
I'm talking about raising children to be productive in every capacity
for them to polite, successful, respectful, courteous and kind
for our children to be a reflection of what God has in mind

most children raised in the church tend to have less struggle, stress and strife
they tend to become well-adjusted adults who have a firm grip on life
they know how to speak in public they are more confident and sure
the know that they are loved and always being encouraged
for the word of God is what they stand for
they tend to dress and present themselves in a manner most impressing
for as children of Christ they are assured of the Lord God's blessing
they're less anxious, less addictive, less likely to be violent or kill
they know that they can unburden themselves by trusting in the Lord God's will

our children works in progress products of the Sovereign God
raise them up in the ways of Christ from which they will never depart
Form: Didactic

Premium Member The Orphans

Weeds grow around, under the fence that leans
Wagon sits in barn yard needing mending
Hay rake left in the field to use between
Summer showers, rake hay for winter feeding

Wagon sits in barn yard needing mending
Since father died none takes charge of farm
Summer showers, rake hay for winter feeding
Five children left orphaned no one sends alarm

Since father died none takes charge of farm
Hay rake left in the field to use between
Five children left orphaned no one sends alarm
Weeds grow around, under the fence that leans



(My mother's mother was left a widow with five children ages 12 years to 6 months.  Mother's 
father 
was bitten by a rabid dog.  The doctor sent for medicine to treat the illness and gave him the 
meds.  The doctor told him that he needed to rest stay out of the heat but he felt that he had 
to 
move the saw mill to another location so that they could start work and this was a fatal 
mistake.)
Form: Pantoum

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