Dear nation, Land of honor Nation of men and women Of grace and forgiveness Nation that was built From blood and sweat; Hard work! Nation that our ancestors Prayed for Nation of sons and daughters Lost for the flag Nation of fathers and mothers Honored by the flag Nation that we honor Nation that we…… Continue reading Stay afloat!
Ink That gathered history For the eyes Ears and hearts To judge . Generations pass The ink to the next And next Simmering hearts With anger While creating hunger To drop ink Of blood Into the next generation . Rolled on scrolls To run it’s course Like poison Killing it’s prey Like wild fire On…… Continue reading Well traveled ink.
Broken past Bound by grace Building nations Without a notion Of oil and water Black and white But God’s grace For His people . Christ as the foundation, Cry beloved nation Cry beloved Children Cry beloved people For His Grace is sufficient To heal our nation. Susan McMillan A cry for our nation
She stood straight up With the world at “her feet” A smile so big To knock a cloud out of place Her teeth so white Like winter had come. Mystery woman; I saw from a distance In my poetry book Her zeal and passion I wanted Her command And humility I mimicked Once or twice…… Continue reading Mystery woman
I often wonder How you could wear a smile so graceful Without a “care” in the world How you could strike a pose so beautiful Without holding back I have wondered if I could… Only for a second take your seat Pose that pose and Smile that smile? But, I know that I couldn’t I…… Continue reading Dear Mona Lisa,
Today, I met a friend In you; the stranger next to me. We agree history has made us strangers; Enemies! but… Let’s try; let’s try to be friends, Let’s try… let’s try to agree on something; Something that will make history worth keeping. Let’s try… Walking at the same pace, Without trying to outrun one…… Continue reading Try…
Hunting was never for him.. He was not about to become the hunted! Wrestling would never be a way to socialize.. He had no wish to get bruised! That local brew made him dizzy just at the sight of it.. He had no intentions of passing out! Tinka actually smiles.. He believes it only human!…… Continue reading Tinka; the village coward!
You, you stole my childhood innocence but know that you did not destroy me! You, you bruised my heart but not into hatred so I am not destroyed You, you had my heart hanging on for dear life, you scarred it but I am not destroyed You, your hatred poisoned me back then but I…… Continue reading Scarred but not destroyed!
Rhythm In Life 