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My Poem of feelings - By Lisa My Angel Said, Don't be afraid , come to me little girl: I see the pain and fear in your eyes, the nervousness in your hands. Don't be afraid, come to me little gitl; The madness of your world. your forgotten heart. Don't be afraid, come to me little girl; Your soul thirsting for comfort. secrets needed to keep. Don't be afraid, come to me little girl; In the middle of the night to afraid to move Don't be afraid ,come to me little girl; I feel the silent desperation on one should feel so alone Don't be afraid little girl hear the voice of God whisper: Love youself, be strong beside me, your heart will rejoice and be set free....
My Special Friend - by Xena My special friend cross-legged with me Sharing souls with tilted heads Moonshine I, and sunshine she Our lives eclipsed, entwined our threads. My special friend and I in flight Swoop with laughter, drenched with tears Rainbow-bound so hold on tight! We bathe in dreams and master fears. My special friend and I will grow Fresh from life, though sometimes stung Weather close the hurried flow And thus remain forever young.
NIGHT TIME He came in the dead of night; I could hear his footsteps in the hall, Hear him pause outside my room. I covered my head, And tried to make myself small, Tried to make myself disappear. I didn't want you there, But you came anyway, And you touched me. Your hands were everywhere, Places they shouldn't be, Hurting me. I begged you to stop, You kept saying, That you loved me. But you didn't, For if you had, You never could have done it. I begged you not to, But you insisted, Saying I liked it. But I hated it, And hated you, And I still do.
PLIGHT OF THE INOCENT Angelic faces gazing upward, spellbound with adoration and trust Innocent hearts and souls, relying on the atmosphere supplied for their survival Everything fresh a wonder world, so much to experience and much to absorb They ask for nothing, needing only an attentive ear or an open heart So fragile ready to digest malady or kindness, they will accept what is provided Ready to continue with their predecessors legacy, they will bear gratification or anguish They are the innocent, in training to become perpetrators of destiny for future generations Many protectors will ponder what transpired, not understanding, for they have become blind to what is within In them ailment has grown unchallenged, and they have become oblivious Denying their part as models, they assume little responsibility They as children were recipients of a similar tribute, and are just conveying what was dispensed Now the innocent ones will carry on with the haunting tradition Through the generations the disease grows unchecked, will it ever cease Is this an unbreakable pattern, can we alter its path, undo previous harm We must contest that which is blocking us inside, allow ourselves to comprehend our emotions Learn to give to the innocent, instead of just taking away Stand and be held accountable, it is we that must reconstruct ourselves Swallow false pride, admit that we have made mistakes Only the innocent suffer for our vanity and indifference Help our children to grow inside, show them respect, and temper it with love We will find that the vitality we teach, will be visited on us tenfold For in the innocent smile, the seeking heart lays a secret of spiritual exhilaration Nurture the child within us and let it experience what was excluded when we were very young Only then will it be that the innocent hearts, are saved from their fearful plight
TELL Dreams, they urge me to tell To break the spell To let others see What he is doing to me Why? Why should I So mum can cry Then blame me Don't you see Yes, I could tell Then they would yell Take me away Forever and a day Yes I could speak Let the truth leak Then where would I be Still alone with me He knew all along How this secret is strong He made it so My father so low He knew I would fear Having no one near Being sent away Forever and a day So I keep my mouth shut Tell I will not I want to be home Even in this old room I want them all near Even with all my fear I am still so alone With this shame he has borne
