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Poems
I Want to Live Not Die
It does not belong to me
Highway of Tears
Finding God

An Angel I will send
New Beginnings
Your Children Cry

Thank you Grandpa for the Pencils
The City
I am a Rock
My People Cry
 Note: Some of the poems you read here come from my experience as a victim crisis intervention worker and contain in some cases graphic description of the pain I felt dealing with many different families. Nothing in these poems identify any particular person. My sole purpose is to allow you to feel some of the pain that happened in my community as I am sure it does in yours. It is my prayer that some of what I say touches you, so that you in turn would be motivated to touch someone today who in an urgent way could use your help. GO GIVE YOURSELF AWAY!
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Journey of hopeMy Story -4

The week before Christmas 2005 there was a lot of hurt and stress in our community.
 I wrote this in response.

 

An Angel I will Send
When I cry
In pain and the hurt won’t let go
The past I live and cannot leave
I want to be free
Please someone hold me tight
The demons come and go
Why must I live like this
Is there a way out of this spinning hole
Those memories please set me free
I long for something more than this
A hug but who will give
Oh to feel once again
Something called love
Is that what I really want
To feel warmth a tender touch
Is that what love is all about
Is there a God who cares
Does he feel my pain
Once I thought I knew
Jesus loves me this I know
Who are you
Does he really love me so
I hurt so bad
My tears a misty haze
Once I heard
About a mother’s tender love
I thought I heard her voice
Did once you cuddle me
Jesus can you hug me
I want so bad to feel your touch
Don’t leave me too
I long to hear your tender voice
No one hears my cries but you
Please hold my hand and never let me go
I cannot stand if you leave me too
My child you are special
You belong to me
If no one else but I hear your cry
Deep in my heart I feel your pain
Once I was a child like you
Rejection I know that too
Please give it all to me
An Angel I have placed on your path
Someone to hold your hand
To dry your tears and help you heal
I will touch the very depth of you
You will be free because I paid it all
You have no debt to me
My love is what I give
So please my child I give it free
Thank you Jesus you have not forgotten
Please dry my tears
I give myself to you
That Angel do not forget
I can not do it on my own
Be still my child and Angel is on its way

 

 

Highway of Tears
Written for the Symposium


Please help me to see
Help me to feel your pain
Help me to understand why it must be
That you and I are gathered here
Moms Dads Brothers Sisters Uncles Aunts and Friends
Great distances some of you have walked
From each community because you care
Along that highway tears came easy
Sharing stories and memories of those you love
Sometimes you laughed then you cried
For loved ones - some taken so brutally
You’ve come to say we hurt so much
You’ve come in anger fear and hope
Deep inside I cry for each of you
Highway of Tears we call it now
As you’ve shared your many stories
I cried and felt your pain
I wished I could fix it all
And send you home in peace
For your Children we’ve come
For most of you long over due
Please speak for her I heard one say
She has no one else – no family
One thing I ask of you today
Though anger may be what you feel
To speak gently so all can hear
All of us are here today because we care
                   t.r.

New Birth – New Beginning
I have an Avery with about 10 Canaries who wake us every morning with beautiful song.
Recently a baby chick was born. It was at a time that I was going through a difficult time and continually saw and felt the pain all around me of those who hurt so bad. It was shortly after that there was that urging of new beginnings, a new focus in my life. Not because I asked for it, but somewhat forced up on me
by a God who cares so much for me.

When I look at this baby chick
And my God who created her
Once protected by its shell

Used all its strength to be free
A new birth a new beginning

To face a world of uncertainty
Cuddled underneath her mother’s wings
She keeps her warm feeds her daily

My world too has a new beginning

Not because I wanted to

It’s God who direct and walks before us

I do not always follow as He directs

Then at times through pain he reminds me

Picks me up and sets me free

Free from thinking I can do it all

I hear him say
Listen to those who love you

Another road I have prepared for you

Please spend time to talk to me
Above all listen to my voice

Those who you left behind

I will hear their cries

Give them up to me

I am Jesus who died for you and them

Learn from me

This world is mine I paid it all

I will calm your heart and fears

If you give it all to me
t.r.

 

Your Children Cry


God - The voices of your children cry out
In the shadows of the street pacing waiting
Memories of earlier life are haunting
Too painful to dwell on long
Who am I - once I knew love
So long ago it seems
Today I am used by those who seek pleasure
Just my body, my mind is not there
My mind wanders, Mom Dad are you there
To earlier days
Who will rescue me
Please don’t let me die

I do not speak
They say it is too late for them
I allow this to take place
I don’t want to hear
Deep down I hear their cries
Forgive me
The pain is deep
Too late
Please don’t let me die
                                t.r


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