Crying Mothers ( from moral courage).

Impel by this raging current

O the cry of Mothers fill the

air. It is everywhere, no

hiding place, turbulent, its

pervasive hearts bleed.

To who do they cried, give

an answered before I die, if

not then I will Alla from the

grave aloud echoing sound

till my lost be found. Crying

Mothers! Mothers, Lord

crying Mothers.

This poem is a prayer for Mothers everywhere, facing different situation an account of wars, death of there sons to gun violence.On the domestic front as well,and the daily uphill fights to make live better for those within and outside of  there care. To them I say courage. That is my take today on "CRYING MOTHERS" , there is certainly hope to live by.

The hissing woods ( from the strenger's diary).

The snapping brush and head swelling, making

it hard to prolong. Cold sweat, dazing eyes,

twilight zone drew close the edge. Where is

the barrier, hellish frantic cried strolling through

the hissing woods.

One by one, and one by one, tries drops, water

the grasses where I stood. The whole turning swan,

mucky, and dirty. This peptic mess and there the

hissing woods, is someone there? oh bye!

The hissing woods, what psalms drew near now to

console the traveler?. This the replied. Through I

walked thought the valleys of the shadow of

death, fear no evil child, fear no evil now. The

hissing woods.

That is my take today on this lovely poem by your truly.There is certainly hope to live by.


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Latoya at the falls( from the strenger's diary).

At the falls, to the falls, the closer we got

the celestial reaches inside, and I for one

became as dumb. What is going on down
there? On from this post struggling to
comprehend as volatile water celebrates.

We looked at each other as infinitely rouse,
snow in white littlen grown glitter, dewy
wind washed our faces. Thick clouds of
mist descended, rapture in this giant enslave.
We digital the moment, inhaling every breath
for the children must know of this.

At the falls, to the falls, the closer we got the

celestial reaches inside, and I for one became

as dumb. I remember Rome, gladiators running

speeding chariots, Caesar's standing, people shouting, battles glories and triumphs. Niagara falls continued to ride March 16/2011.

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