Journey Rights Poems

October, the privilege to cast off once more,
The thirty-first, get ready to dock once more,
No need to continue within the scholastic helm,
The adjustment of sails...

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Throughout our journey, one thing was rightly certain 
You were always right, and I was left with one option: 
Accept the menace was my lefty...

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Dear Father, mine. 

I ran away from bad. 
I took my children with me.
I found a place to run to. 
It was an empty castle...

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"and this is my contemplation and pondering 
on what I have witnessed in my short life thus far "   
 ...

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We, the people of this planet, are not perfect. Many of us have baggage or hang-ups. 

We live with diversity and just because one person...

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Even when our fathers were not there
They penned the edicts on their behalf
And decreed how the people should live
So, like sheep we followed their lead
Hoping...

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Lincoln never imagined
today’s white victim zeitgeist,
pouting persecuted supremacists, 
their clenched jaws and fists.

Civil war rages in limbic memory.
Encoded somewhere,
the panic attacks and mirages.

Nobody is qualified...

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Glory in the Day

Your bright light...
is beyond beautiful. 
As You are King. 
That means everything, 
that it can and more. 
Beyond my reckoning. 

I long...

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One Nation Under God

From sea to shining sea, 
manifest destiny. 
Every American third grader,
from 1960 and before, 
could recite all the most important facts, 
and...

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Distance Squared

The speed of light
is exactly how fast
my heart sends;
every prayer, 
every good thought, 
every perfect wish! 

The bright candle between us, 
it is the...

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Rebecca

Daughter of The King. 
Your namesake blessed a nation, 
be proud. 
You began life, 
ahead of most. 
Already you were glorified, 
held high by your...

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A Small Christmas Package

You have brightened my life. 
I have found you. 
A tiny piece of my past, 
worth saving. 
Something I can keep, 
as...

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Prayer 

On Sunday, 
The saints gather…
Not the normal service, 
later, when others…
are home. 

They are quiet, 
and humble. 
They have come, 
to the house of...

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Gentle on My Mind

You play along the edges, 
of every memory worth having. 
You have been there since, 
I care to look back. 
I was...

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Blue Heaven

I look up to the sky, 
I can feel his face, 
looking back at me. 

I have been good, 
and bad, 
and sometimes both,...

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