Walking in another's shoes
I went to visit my mother's Hometown
I now have a much better understanding of
the many events in her life
which were never, ever
written down.
How she would often smile,
yet for some reason many times
all I saw was a frown
I discovered the reasons which
Helped her to learned to pray and
continue to keep the faith as love ones went astray
Whether good or bad circumstances were going down
She somehow managed to keep a smile
For I now, so love, and respect her more
For I once was lost, and yet now I found
I walked a mile in her hard- to wear shoes and
My findings were profound
I also learned the true meaning of before one judges another,
perhaps try walking in their shoes
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Cashmere morning
It's a cashmere type of morning
Warm and plush in many ways
It is very important to me
To feel this comfort
On such a cold and fridget day
The atmosphere seems frozen
Due to the harmful words
which was once said
The type of words
Which can send
forth chills down inside
Playing over and over
In ones head
Yet, instead
Iam confident and comforted
For to me
It's a Cashmere Day
Iam covered
From the cold
In a warm
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A Cry For The People
It was really sad,
When the newsreporter said
That the count of (13) people
In the state of Colorado were ofically dead
That at a movie cinema
many others were wounded and
A baby was among those njured too
At the hands of an angry gunman
On a dark path
Who decide to unfold his evil plan
To steal the hopes and dreams of many,
Now, we the people just can't sit aloofed,
ignoring the loud cries of the love ones
this guman decided to shoot
When there is complete evidence,
Authority has solid proof; for
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The little girl down the lane
There was once a little
Girl, that lived down the lane
She was smart and and oh so, very pretty
Yet she had a life just filled
With pain
I never really knew her
Exact name
Never the less
The issues were so sad
Yet whose the blame?
She had no parents
Her mother died
Her father died too
She was lefted
in full charge of her
Younger siblings
Not knowing exactly
what to do
So, she prayed to God above
Asking for directions, and
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Ms. Jackie Blue's
Ms. Jackie was limble
Ms. Jackie was quick
Ms. Jackie was strong
She thought she had life licked
Ms. Jackie was determined to never, ever quit
She seemed to struggled with life and what it reallly meant
Ms. Jackie would often try many of the get rich tricks
Ms. Jackie really believed that she. had found her nitch,
The nitch that was right,
A perfect fit,
to later find out that it wasn't quite legit
Ms. Jackie then lost mind and would often have fits
Relentlessly chanting of how she must not quit
Yet, Ms. Jackie still somehow embraced the counterfeits
Ms. Jackie claimed to be superior with supernatural whit
Adhereing to voices that one should forget
Sadly enough, even thou it is painful to admit,
That all the right people and her most close friends
Simply couldn't do nothing to help bring
Ms. Jackie's fire for life back once again
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A perfect setting
There was a concert in the park
On a lovely afternoon
The sun was bright
It was about 12noon
A great time to hear a wonderful tune
There was an large audience
Beyond eyes could see
Kids playing in a specific area
They were
Just as happy as they could be
There were couples presence too
Even the seasoned elderly had a pleasant view
The music was electricfying,
played
So skillfully, and
beautifully too
When the procession unleashed
was sure to capture you
It was the blissful sound of nature
The birds singing and creation creeping
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This old man
I met a homeless old man,
the other day in Washington, Dc
at Union Station
His counternance was very grim
He had the look of devastation
He begin screaming and crying while
Shouting, what happened to our nation?
He continue to say, so many of the jobs
as well as people's homes are gone
We really need a revealation
As others watched and bowed their heads,
while some even turned up their noses, and
others hid there faces
He continued to shout also asked other questions
Which one of you would take our losses,
better yet trade circumstances by
standing in our places?
He ended, by stating that something is greatly wrong and
the matters seems to be the results of,
Simply poor communication
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