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My Story 

You Are Special!
The Wemmicks were small wooden people. Each of the wooden people was carved by a woodworker named Eli. His workshop sat on a hill overlooking their village. .......
Read complete story @ Wemmicks
Poems
A Story - You are Special - From Despair to Hope

I Want to Live Not Die -
It does not belong to me - Highway of Tears - Finding God - An Angel I will send - New Beginnings - Your Children Cry - Thank you Grandpa for the Pencils - The City - I am a Rock - My People Cry - Terror and Tears
Note:
Some of the poems you read here come from my experience as a victim crisis intervention worker and contain in some cases graphic description of the pain I felt dealing with many different families. Nothing in these poems identify any particular person. My sole purpose is to allow you to feel some of the pain that happened in my community as I am sure it does in yours. It is my prayer that some of what I say touches you, so that you in turn would be motivated to touch someone today who in an urgent way could use your help. GO GIVE YOURSELF AWAY!

Terror and tears rolled down her face

Sirens wailed

No I didn't want to die

No I don't want to die

Just his attention

I just wanted him to hold me

Instead he was angry, shouted

I just wanted to be loved

My Mother? She lives not too far

We haven't spoken for so long

My Dad you know, he did it too

15 that's how old I was

It's so easy, the knife is very sharp

Just his attention that's all I wanted

I was just 13, the first trick

I just closed my eyes real tight

A small whisper, Mom are you there
Is this the right kind of love?

A shower and I was clean

School, then the streets.... all alone

So many caring men
He loves his kids he says

A blur, they come and go

That white powder I was told

Helps you hang in there

Please.... love me

Stay with me to go through the night

Love is..........

Dad why did you have to die?

Tell me that you still love me
 

Caring hands, keep pressure on that vein

Their faces a blur through my tears

Am I going to............

I just want him to hold me

Love is...........

Is he there

He cares you know

18 months together

We did it, a baby inside me

Mom, are you and Daddy coming to see

Wailing sirens

I don't want to die

 

Through my own pain

I said, do you know

God thinks you are very special

t.r.


The City

10 days before the greatest event

The birth of our Saviour.. His Son

Some call it the holiday season

But we know…..this too belongs to Him

 

Spotted all through the city

Twinkling lights

add to the festive mood

bustling crowds all through the mall

 

Please don’t forget

It all belongs to Him…Gods own Son

He came for this

To die for you

 

Grandpa when are we ready

Children such a precious gift

We have no snow in which to play

But we still need to cut our

Christmas Tree you know

 

Its Saturday

5 days before Christmas

A birthday to celebrate

Presents, a Woody Train

Round and round it goes

 

Wired Kids & Grandkids

Bouncing off the wall

Joyful Anticipation…in every home

 

Every Home?

 

One Home ….Joy turns to

Horrible pain

Screams in the silence of the night

Please come

 

She called 911

As she cut him down

A husband…  loved Father…. a friend

Lost his job

Do you feel the pain

t.r.

I am a Rock, I am an Island
A winters day,
In a deep and dark December,
I am alone,
Gazing from my window,
To the streets below,
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow
I am a rock, I am an island.

I've built walls,
A fortress steep and mighty,
That none may penetrate,
I have no need of friendship
Friendship causes pain,
It's laughter and its loving I disdain,
I am a rock, I am an island.

Don't talk of love,
Well, I've heard the word before,
Its sleeping in my memory,
I wont disturb the slumber
Of feeling that have died
If I'd never loved, I never would have cried,
I am a rock, I am an island.

I have my books,
And my poetry, to protect me
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room,
Safe within my womb,
I touch no one and no one touches me,
I am a rock, I am an island....

And a rock feels no pain
And an island never cries...
I am a rock, I am an island,
by Simon and Garfunkle
 


I have heard my people cry.

All who dwell in dark and sin

My hand will save.

I who made the stars of night,

I will make their darkness bright.

Who will bear my light to them?

Whom shall I send?

Chorus:  Here I am, Lord. Is it I Lord?

I have heard you calling in the night.

I will go, Lord, if you lead me.

I will hold your people in my heart.

 I, the Lord of snow and rain,

I have borne my peoples pain.

I have wept for love of them.

They turn away.

I will break their hearts of stone,

Give them hearts for love alone.

I will speak my word to them.

Whom shall I send?

I, the Lord of wind and flame
 
I will tend the poor and lame

I will set a feast for them

My hand will save

Finest bread I will provide

Till their hearts be satisfied

I will give my life to them

Whom shall I send?

 


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