There is a voice Urging me to go on Telling me not to think Of the past and where I came from Quiet yet ...

At times… When the jar gets too full Too much to bear And I’m close to tears I have to get in the water ...

The last few moments of darkness Before the dawn rips through the night A calmness as the world starts to wake And my heart ...

I don’t want to be a link On this chain of misery Forged from blood Of broken hearts Twisted and rusted From endless tears ...

Mother opened her book To teach from the scripture About men with hardened hearts Who speak volumes but never listen It ended in tragedy ...

The beaten path is not for me The trail laid out by those before To walk along and see the marks Of the more ...

My heartbeat quickens.  The need to do anything.  A sickening feeling within my heart.   I feel I must move.  My fingers, my legs, ...