Long Retrogression Poems

ANTICHRISTIC BOUND:

So many questions spilled, 
Because of how this place feels.
Seemly blame who for such beal,
And what's the rationale for thus built?
It's spiritually a proposed deal,
So not assumed to cause strong thrills.
But is it right,...

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Bestowed by God with faith according to Scriptures
I do strive to seek Him, begging for His guidance
Believing His wisdom, always perfect and right…
Divine intervention --- such I desire so well.

1985…
Toward college degree, yet away from...

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Indeed, there are three sides to every story
multi-faceted, alerting us against fake news-misery
thus, wisdom is needed to unravel twists and mystery
along circumspection toward seeking truth's victory!

Here am I presenting a story
along my role in child-rearing...

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I hate what is happening. 
It seems that there is in fact no good way out.  
All I can think about is failure, futile future.  
No end, a dead end, 
no joy or...

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A turning point with
advantage of 20/20 hindsight
identifies severe dislocation
birthing emotional plight
intervening years since psyche wrenched
by rather innocuous event at first sight

exaggerated haunting shadows
sparred illuminated by dim backlight,
now conviction hammered home startdate
coffin unwittingly nailed airtight
death of...

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"Praise ye the LORD. O give thanks unto the LORD; for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever." Psalm 106:1 of the King James Bible*

“He will progress toward retrogression…”
oh, gloomy tidings --- verily...

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Grateful am I to explore marvelous life bestowed by God Almighty.  Honouring the Lord for my miraculous survival, I am blessed to experience life’s magnificence toward optimum enjoyment. Yes, life is beautiful as I...

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Haunted by loss-angst that once gripped my heart
I couldn't defy my soul's crying shout:
"My coin... down the storm drain... gone forever!"
Acquainting me with treasure-loss despair.

Missing first slot for scholarship-honour
I felt that "gone forever" was my...

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The dream that calls me,
I can`t sleep...
And break all this
For travelling
Go through the darkness, Wind & snow
Follow new sunbeam...

To find the music
Of my soul
With the heartbeat
In unison
I know: my ship
Keeps right direction 
To my dream!

The...

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       Fascinated with butterflies, he is charmed by these creatures' freedom-flight.  My child, secured in his wheelchair delightfully grips yellow crayon.  Along creativity challenge, he pursues artwork...

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A story having origins in Greek Mythology
dealt with a mortal woman having curiosity.
To avenge Prometheus for his wrongful theft of fire,
the gods sent a strange box for Pandora to acquire.
The box displayed instructions not to...

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Delightfully coloring a butterfly drawing
my child, secured in his custom-built wheel chair
grips, midst obvious struggle
his yellow crayon…

Wow… he’s enjoying his creativity-schedule
as he painstakingly finishes his artwork
along bugging restlessness
overcoming “butterfly-in-pupa stage” syndrome…

Soon with glee-filled countenance
devoid of...

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Fascinated with butterflies
midst their freedom-flight…
dear child*, secured in his wheel chair
delightfully grips yellow crayon
along creativity challenge
to pursue artwork bout
while struggling against spastic restlessness...

Soon with glee-filled countenance
championing his thumbs-up trademark 
devoid of bashful gesture
he shows a...

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“He’ll progress toward retrogression…”
such was neuro-pediatrician's lamentable diagnosis
grievous… torturous life sentence!
What a woeful condemnation...
...yet marvelous life’s persistence
our special child should never miss
while enjoying love’s wondrous bliss.

Though he is epileptic
midst gestures obviously spastic
his disposition --- jubilant
radiates...

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In the recognition ceremony during the Special School’s commencement exercises, I was ecstatic while witnessing my child jubilantly flashing his double thumbs’ up trademark gesture.  He was screaming with glee when he acknowledged his...

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Not Enslaving of Whom We Are

Seems like we all the people with our supreme knowledge
Has manufactured a superior intelligence on our overpopulated earth
Our bounteous persona of this world is on destruction's edge,
When altogether the mainstream...

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His radiant countenance
exudes vibrant thanksgiving
while cheering with jubilant glow…
yet, his lips couldn’t verbalize it.

So, here am I… 
his Mom, in striving to talk about it
would rather poetically express 
special child’s mirth of purity
upon learning that...

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Not feeling well out of vertigo’s affliction, I requested our special son to pray for me:  “Please ask God to heal my headache.” After gesturing with his branded “praying hands” amidst unintelligible supplication, he...

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and now, colour blots whitewash on blanched wall; yesterday distanced from today’s gale—on the facade, from where, towards the end, faced face down time’s row in anticlockwise retrogression; the beginning from the end ends in...

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Revolving around LOVE indeed… 
that’s life as glanced by our special child
blessed by God*, the source of precious breath
and the author of wondrous existence…
Such is proven while beholding his miracle-filled survival
anchored by compassion nurturing him...

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Diagnosed with cerebral palsy blight
To progress toward retrogression strain
Our special child was spastic day and night
Struggling along restlessness’ grievous pain.

His global developmental delay
Marked by seizures that caused wearying shake
Made us constantly alert all the way
Aiding...

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The Song Of  A Poet
(Dedicated To Amirah Akilu)

The song of the rain 
Preaching us to farm
And be workaholics!

The song from the stream
Administer us to refresh our life
For being good and aesthetic!

The song voices by...

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“He would progress toward retrogression.”
Such brought to my mother’s heart confusion…
Though fearful with its grievous repercussion
I trusted the Lord for His compassion.

Hope glowed midst special child’s diagnosis
Radiating optimistic prognosis...
Shown now in his wellness-analysis
Reigning God’s goodness...

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Surmounting boundaries
my special child
freely soars
toward development targets
pressing on persistently 
maneuvering his wheelchair
against obstacles!
 
Triumphantly ascending
along hope gear with prayer-wings
my son exemplifies milestones’ possibility
midst God’s boundless grace*
defying asserted diagnosis:
“progression toward retrogression” 
vanquished miraculously by trust’s altitude!
...

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Man has come a long way
A man named Vince schooled my consolation
When amidst the ruin could not shake the desolation
Of things just falling away

But it is only a small step
My brother, Suzerdail, the giant leap...

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