My Mother Shouts My mother shouts "He's talking to you He's talking to you!" I just stand in terror. Arms reached out He started talking I leaned in for him As to not strain his voice. "Don't eat the Pineapples" he shouted In this moment I knew what had begun The start if his death. As I left the room My mother followed Took my arm As I looked away.
Doubt She plants the seed in my #life Doubt.... Never thought of the power it has Now it has a firm grip on my mind. I fight back again and again Only to find the weeds have grown back As she returns to my home With a bag of fertlizer. Feeling over come with helplessness My breath shortens Cant breath... The vines of doubt start to wrap around my neck. Now with my head turned down I finally pray... I knew I should have turned to HIM. With God beside me, my doubt will wither away.
Widow She sits alone The room falls silent The memories stand still Only time continues to move. The crowds stood in celebration They cheered, shared and cried together They lifted him up Only to let her down. The weeks have past The memory of him Is still firm in their minds Yet compassion for the living slowly fades. So she sits in silence Thinking of him Alone in his chair Until there is a knock at her door.
War Never Changes Standing in time The drones line up back to back The crooked flip the switch And the righteous prepare for war Thousands came and fell As they combat what was to come They stand in formation Only to fall once again Nothing has changed In the past two hundred years The war is played out the same Only the names have changed The righteous line up again Only to be destroyed To become the symbol Of the next battle that is to come
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