Mama, Mama, mama, mama Didn’t you hear me cry? Didn’t you hear me call? Calling for you in that nightmare; That left me weak That left me bruised That shattered me That had me hurting That left me scarred Mama, Why? Why did you? Why did you let go; Let go of this child? Mama,…… Continue reading Mama?
“Faith does not eliminate questions. But faith knows where to take them.” Elisabeth Elliot
Draw me; Draw only what I reveal Draw not my scarred heart See not my wrinkled past Dear pencil holder; Look not beyond my eyes Look not beyond the smile I present Ask not the lingering questions; Of the heart and soul Of the tears you see Of the pain you read Of the bitterness…… Continue reading Dear pencil holder,
Are we statistics; That your files hold on the shelf? When you see our frail and fading bodies, Do you hurt just a little? Or… Does your blood rush in excitement of a new research subject? Turning me, him, her and the next into your lab experiments! and… exciting experiences for yet another award? Do…… Continue reading Cancer???