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Tara Winstead Poem
All through the ages,
I see My brothers in pain,
They struggle for wages,
And won't see their gain,
They get locked up in cages,
And think their praying's in vain,
When they go off in their rages,
It drives us women insane,
Then We get given these 'pages',
They say our cell's in our brains,
Who appointed them sages
To keep pullin our chain?
By their opinions and gages,
We're merely fit to be slain,
Their main goal's to enslave,
On their ravenous train,
Jail gives the living a grave,
Whole families' dreams down the drain,
And there's a place for the brave,
That can't take this plight with a grain,
They know it's The GOD that We crave,
Since Abel got killed by Cain,
All these streets that they pave,
Lead way for Satan to reign,
GOD said We're worthy to save,
They say it's charged to the game,
HE was HIS OWN SON that HE gave,
To show LOVE We could obtain,
And through no-matter-what rave,
Our true Self We could maintain'
Young Brothers make Your name!
Knowin Some One's felt Your Pain!!!
Copyright © Tara Winstead | Year Posted 2011
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Tara Winstead Poem
I am a woman;
strong, beautiful, and smart
I am Tara Cannon (Winstead)
That's what gives this 'being' spark;
Skin so soft and brown,
The epidime of My heart,
All of Me is Me;
I wouldn't change a single part;
I was taken from My mother;
They moved Us near and far;
I'd been to 14 states and 11 countries;
Before I could even drive a car;
Where You're at and where You've been;
Don't determine who You are;
Or if You shop at shopping malls;
Or choose to visit a bazaar;
I left at the age of 14 years;
I was ready for the cold;
I didn't have ANYTHING;
Didn't even know I'd live to be old;
I stuck to My guns and stood up bold;
My body never sold;
To GOD I gave My only Soul;
And My cards, I will NOT fold;
Satan's fought My heart, mind, body;
Trying to make Me part of his scam;
Because GOD's the BASE of My foundation;
NOT A THING CAN CHANGE WHO I AM!!!
Copyright © Tara Winstead | Year Posted 2011
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Tara Winstead Poem
Love is the part of Folks
That's felt, but never seen
the greatest mystery
No scientist knows what it means
It's more feared
Than death itself
Yet valued
Far more than wealth;
What's still confusing
To all or some,
It's not just felt,
It's something done;
So, now, I'm gonna try
To explain as best as I can
What I believe LOVE is
So You'll understand;
Now when You truely Love
I mean totally
You'd give Your life
Indefinitely,
You'd aide and assist
Wherever need be,
This too involves
Faith and Loyalty;
Seeing through the flaws,
To the heart of it all;
LOVE is strength,
Not judgement calls;
But let Me show You LOVE
In a more complete manner,
Let Me get
To the Soul of this matter;
GOD said HE put
In Us all, some of HIM,
It's the reason why JESUS
Hung on those limbs;
Remember there's a piece of You
That may never end,
The part where each individual
First must begin,
Now think, in I John 4:16
"GOD is LOVE",
And then what The VOICE said
Moses heard from above,
Exodus 3:14, HE said,
"I AM that I Am"
So, if I have LOVE,
Then it's LOVE that I Am;
Because GOD's been there,
In Me, since the begining of time,
Even when I'm sinning
HE's still in the back of My mind;
Now do You see what I feel for,
And see in You My Sister/Brother,
Do You understand why
HE said to "LOVE one another"?
Can You fathom how
When You're in pain, I hurt too?
And that it's important I give
However, whenever it's due?
And do You now believe
When I give so much LOVE to You,
That it's genuine, unconditional,
It's permanent and true,
It's the only part of Me
That's guaranteed eternal,
Til the wheels fall off,
And hell's a burnt up inferno
I give You My Love,
GOD's LOVE
It won't burn Ya
Copyright © Tara Winstead | Year Posted 2011
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