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Katrina Jones Poem
The bills are doubled, my rent is due, my body aches I got the blues.
My car is wrecked, my son need shoes; what a day to have the blues.
My man is gone; I feel so alone. Now that I'm married; I can't call Tyrone.
Oh me, oh my; what am I to do?
This day, today I got the blues.
Call on grandma, but that just ain't right.
What about momma; you know she's tight.
Lord knows I got the blues tonight.
The preacher said, "in times like these; in prayer is where
we should be. I'm calling you Jesus, "HELP ME PLEASE".
Take this burden, for it's too heavy for me.
Copyright © Katrina Jones | Year Posted 2020
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Katrina Jones Poem
My life begins on the leaves of a plant.
Most young are known as larvae or caterpillars;
Hatched from the eggs of a butterfly.
My first meal is the egg shell from which I was born.
So I can grow up healthy & strong; I eat leaves by the pound.
But my skin keeps changing like it doesn't fit anymore.
I shed off the layers, so that I can grow.
Now I'm big & full, no more feasting for me.
I've formed into a stage of chrysalis; to meditate & sleep.
Motionless in the pupa, in this stage there is peace.
A change has come, through the dark of the night, I feel complete.
Full of new life, after 15 days; I emerge out of the chrysalis.
My wings small & wet with a natural fluid that's pumped into my wings;
to give them strength.
I spread my wings with all my might.
Destined to soar, now I'm ready for flight.
Butterflies are so beautiful to see.
Granny says they're unique just like me.
Radiant colors, like the monarch, how they shine so bright.
And their wings, how they dance once she learns to fly.
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Danger, there's danger all around.
Buildings, homes, and lives on the ground.
My heart goes out to love ones left behind.
While visions of war, lay deep in my mind.
I called out for HELP!-From this danger I see.
Someone PLEASE HELP!
Is there anybody listening?
I fall to my knees & begin to pray.
A voice I hear, not far away.
Stand strong my child, this voice did say.
Remember I'm with you from day to day.
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As I lay in my bath, the tears just fall. Contemplating suicide; should I journey at all? Persevere people say. Just pray & go on. So I pick up the knife; throw down my phone. What do they know; my life isn't theirs. Should I swallow these pills & just sleep instead? I stare in the mirror; my reflection is weak. At times I feel invisible to love ones I see.
The world all around seems cold & dark, alone in this room just me & my thoughts. As I lay here silent, the picture I see. Visions of beauty that use to be me. Then I think of her smile, so innocent & sweet. My granddaughter Zoe will truly miss me. Why do this to her, she's barely made three.
So I play myself a song, as I sit here & shrink. Is anybody lonely? This use to be me. Just a few weeks till graduation, so I put down the blade. I am kind of proud of the accomplishments I've made. Don't think of the cons review all the pros instead. Visions of family begin to dance in my head. Put away anger & put away strife. These demons keep taunting me; but I must continue to fight. You're stronger than moments. You're a daughter to the light. Remember God loves you. Soldier on with your LIFE....
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The me I wish that I could be; would never harm a soul.
Could never speak in angry tones; or have a selfish goal.
And no more wrong or harmful deeds I'd never want to do.
If this perfect ideal of me, could be a picture true.
I'd stand behold a different girl; with heart & strength renewed.
As I look beyond the shattered glass, my reflection I can see.
By simply wanting such a thing; makes me a better me.
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