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Stay a little bit
With me.

Just today.

Yesterday is gone.
Tomorrow not yet come.

Just today.

I have only one moment
… Of time.

Feel free ….
You may go …. but

Stay a little bit
With me.

Not much time….
Is blink of eyelid …
For eternity.

You are free to go
But…
Stay a little bit
With me.

I want to remember
The moments when
Last sleep comes.

I will dream
The dream of us,
The peace in my heart.
I will be clothed
With your tender.
Will keep me warm.

I will be prepared
To leave…
In eternity.
And you will be with me.

Please.
Stay a little bit
with me.
Not let me go so soon.
... Alone.
Please. Please

Without doubt "self-serving" defines The Powers That Be
suffering is prevalent because it's of no concern to thee
They have the means to save many lives but don't
much of what is very wrong they could 'right' but won't

Our laws don't permit authorities to aggressively rid menacing scum
fears the uncivilized bring about day after day leaves us numb
Humanities descent towards darkness accelerates without genuine care
reversing our fall entails revamping morals that have reached rare

The fact many die everyday from starvation and disease is deplorable
inhumane is another way to describe those indubitably culpable
It's said "No One Is Perfect" but man has perfected dispensing vile
the most gruesome savages assure peace doesn't last for even a while

Words cannot justly convey the unimaginable trauma humans endure
unconscionable evil doings man obviously has no desire to cure
Sinister are those who's focus is wealth rather than humans being
that's a positive change in our reality we will never be seeing

An alleged Almighty is father to us all according to the Good Book
a real father would protect his children no matter what it took
His reason to sit idle as mass sorrow persist he didn't want known
the faithful cry out for loving mercy but true response isn't shown

I saw a star tonight
it was glowing and
ever so bright
it guided me home
all the way
it made me happy
the star can not talk
I clearly know that
but it just hung around
in the sky for me
it seem to just of sat
the moon was only half
and it was really dark out
but as I drove my car
home that bright star
seem to know that,
I know in my heart
the star was God
he may not alway
seem to be there but
God clearly lights are way
until we get home safely to stay
so the next time in
your life if you feel all alone
just look up at the sky
God there and will
guild you and help
you get by,

For in the dreams in my mind i see
my poetry where others can see.
I can see my poetry being
enjoyed by thee.
They seem to enjoy what they
see which makes me so happy.
They look at the author on the
back and smile then they say
how young this author must be
but her poetry is so diverse to me.
The levels go from nature to happy
and sad.
Then to all that God has done for
her and what he has gotten her through.

Have fear my little mythical creatures
Found running and making wild in the woods
Paint a magical pole of strange features
Nearby the mound of your ancestor 'hoods

Like green moss crawling along a dark wave
Into a pleasent valley rich in depth
Wild flowers clinging to mouth of cave
Glancing behind into a dark woods breadth

You only spoke to me on sunny days
Playfully throwing little sticks and stones
Laughing and hiding from hot sunny rays
By making all those strange noises unknown

Fear cast the shadow of an old grey bird
One dark screech rest your soul be ever heard

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

as i searched for a clue
the spirit guided me here
now my thoughts are at
ease like a warm gentle
breeze comforted by
the wings of a angel :)

I want only to let you
lead my life your way.
Only to let you be there
with me every day.
Only to look up to you
and know you are gonna
always see me through
all these days until
the day of rapture
where i can be with
you forevermore for
you to see me
throughout eternity.

Gather the children for our hope rescinds
Counter greed driving the land into thirst
Watch anger swirl like lies into hot winds
While resentment curls the crops of the cursed

When will this terrible drought ever end
That makes a savage spirit parched and dry
Move fast little feet a message to send
As caked and cracked mud will make the land die

Form a circle of hope and play your flutes
Gently tap with love from all those soft soles
Inside your circle ring of dancing boots
A deep oasis of peace in your souls

Tap a beat to Great Gitche Manitou
Bring the rain again with some truth to sow

7 of the most deadly sins, lurk and inhabit us all within.
No one is immune, of it's venomous wrath. Humane nature not an obstacle in its path.
Although we are made out of love, we are born into sin. Nothing more deadly than the living and breathing!!!
Let me introduce you to pride, a funny thing we all know, yet hide. Pride is the deadliest of them all, many a man live, truly a man fall. Pride is so hurtful in many ways.
It takes recognition away, competitively displayed.
In this materialistic world, we live in. Envy is shrewd, so we may not see it coming. Unknowingly to us or the victims it harbors. Resents the good, seen in others.
To have everything, in abundance & never satisfied, is truly gluttony. With "big" gleaming eyes.
Wanting something purely for our own pleasure & satisfaction. Lust has no love, or emotional attachment.
In a twinkle of an eye, anger can trigger a sad goodbye. Many have died at the hands of this trait. Love turned to anger, can determine another's fate.
Obtaining all the possetion's of wealth & fortune. Greed sadly strips us, of our salvation, with distortion. Physical things that we need at present, vanish away with irrelevance.
Working for what we want to achieve, there's no place for sloth, and it's unmotivated deeds....

You are the answer
to my prayer.
I never knew how.
I never knew where.
Some how the Lord
was to provide for
me this day always.
I waited patiently
to see how the Lord
would do that for me.
All i can say right
now is thank you for
the blessing that
has come my way.
Thank you for what
you did today.