POEMS
You are Special - From Despair to Hope - I Want to Live Not Die - It does not belong to me - Highway of Tears - 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 - Terror and Tears - Click I Can't Find You God on another page
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 heard and 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! |
You Are Special!
The Wemmicks were small wooden people. Each of the wooden people was carved by a woodworker named Eli. His workshop sat on a hill overlooking their village. .......
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Terror and Tears
Terror and tears rolled down her face
Sirens wailed
No I didn't want to die
No I don't want to die
Just his attention
I just wanted him to hold me
Instead he was angry, shouted
I just wanted to be loved
My Mother? She lives not too far
We haven't spoken for so long
My Dad you know, he did it too
15 that's how old I was
It's so easy, the knife is very sharp
Just his attention that's all I wanted
I was just 13, the first trick
I just closed my eyes real tight
A small whisper, Mom are you there
Is this the right kind of love?
A shower and I was clean
School, then the streets.... all alone
So many caring men
He loves his kids he says
A blur, they come and go
That white powder I was told
Helps you hang in there
Please.... love me
Stay with me to go through the night
Love is..........
Dad why did you have to die?
Tell me that you still love me
Caring hands, keep pressure on that vein
Their faces a blur through my tears
Am I going to............
I just want him to hold me
Love is...........
Is he there
He cares you know
18 months together
We did it, a baby inside me
Mom, are you and Daddy coming to see
Wailing sirens
I don't want to die
Through my own pain
I said, do you know
God thinks you are very special
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The City
10 days before the greatest event
The birth of our Saviour.. His Son
Some call it the holiday season
But we know…..this too belongs to Him
Spotted all through the city
Twinkling lights
add to the festive mood
bustling crowds all through the mall
Please don’t forget
It all belongs to Him…Gods own Son
He came for this
To die for you
Grandpa when are we ready
Children such a precious gift
We have no snow in which to play
But we still need to cut our
Christmas Tree you know
Its Saturday
5 days before Christmas
A birthday to celebrate
Presents, a Woody Train
Round and round it goes
Wired Kids & Grandkids
Bouncing off the wall
Joyful Anticipation…in every home
Every Home?
One Home ….Joy turns to
Horrible pain
Screams in the silence of the night
Please come
She called 911
As she cut him down
A husband… loved Father…. a friend
Lost his job
Do you feel the pain
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I have heard my people cry
All who dwell in dark and sin
My hand will save.
I who made the stars of night,
I will make their darkness bright.
Who will bear my light to them?
Whom shall I send?
Chorus: Here I am, Lord. Is it I Lord?
I have heard you calling in the night.
I will go, Lord, if you lead me.
I will hold your people in my heart.
I, the Lord of snow and rain,
I have borne my peoples pain.
I have wept for love of them.
They turn away.
I will break their hearts of stone,
Give them hearts for love alone.
I will speak my word to them.
Whom shall I send?
I, the Lord of wind and flame
I will tend the poor and lame
I will set a feast for them
My hand will save
Finest bread I will provide
Till their hearts be satisfied
I will give my life to them
Whom shall I send? |
I am a Rock, I am an Island
A winters day,
In a deep and dark December,
I am alone,
Gazing from my window,
To the streets below,
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow
I am a rock, I am an island.
I've built walls,
A fortress steep and mighty,
That none may penetrate,
I have no need of friendship
Friendship causes pain,
It's laughter and its loving I disdain,
I am a rock, I am an island.
Don't talk of love,
Well, I've heard the word before,
Its sleeping in my memory,
I wont disturb the slumber
Of feeling that have died
If I'd never loved, I never would have cried,
I am a rock, I am an island.
I have my books,
And my poetry, to protect me
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room,
Safe within my womb,
I touch no one and no one touches me,
I am a rock, I am an island....
And a rock feels no pain
And an island never cries...
I am a rock, I am an island,
by Simon and Garfunkle |
It does not belong to me
The weight I carry everyday
Does not belong to me
I see their faces, I feel their pain
Your children broken and alone
Its love they want but cannot find
Struggling Mom’s often so alone
You have heard their cries
Every day I want to fix it all
I cannot stand the pain
Then I hear your voice
My child why worry so
Release it all to me
I am Jesus
On the cross I paid it all
Surrender every care to me
Take a rest you can’t fix it all
That’s up to me
Do I hear you right
I don’t need to carry all this stuff
Yes, you must do and love those
Who have no one else
But you don’t need to do it all alone
At days end give it all to me
I will calm your spirit and your mind
Because you belong to me
There will be pain and hurt
I have not come to fix my world
I am the healer of the soul
I have come to love and save
Tell them I love them so
Thank you Jesus you have not forgotten
Any of your children
Now use me Lord
Give me love to give away
Then I give it all to you
t.r.
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. |
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
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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
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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
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Thank you Grandpa for the pencils
11:00pm
RCMP Victim service unit
The pager beeps piercingly
Call to dispatch
Sierra in progress.....suicide
What is your ETA
God help me
Mindless drive.......slippery roads
A Mother took her life
Hanging in the darkness of the basement
A scribbled note........I can't take it anymore
Three little ones asleep in one bed
A father who wasn't there to hear
Making daily rounds at the local bar
The house was locked.... silence she didn't hear
he kicked in the door
Honey I'm home.......no sound
That woman never there......I need a drink
Trevor, 13 years old...arrives
Where is Aunty he asks
Out drinking I suppose he says
Trevor roams the house....goes downstairs
Rushes up..... a silent scream
They drop their beer
He lifts her up........his buddy cuts the rope
911........much too late
Piercing screams.....heard blocks away
The little ones sleep on
She often threatened..... I never thought
I feel pity and anger mixed
In my heart I hear my own scream
Where were you when she so needed you
The almighty bottle to help them forget
3:30am............the garage door opens
Morning is near
I quietly crawl in beside her....she knows
She's is the best part of my life
A new day
Or just an extension of the old
The pager.......please be silent
Work...........to get through the day
Trying to forget.........Lord where are you
A shower to calm my nerves
Then a phone call
Thank you Grandpa for the pencils
The voice of a child....so trusting
Fathers..........LISTEN
You may never hear that voice again
Lord Jesus......come quickly |
