Quiet strength covers languishing eyes Bold courage hides wounded child Moral stand, smoldering abyss Difference made, positive impact remains Recognition withheld, all glory is fleeting Bloodied, bruised, and worn Weapons drawn, she fights alone Even buried in the ashes, Grace knows her name Battle rages, no end in sight Press on, retreat not, My Warrior Read More
She yearns for unconditional love, she receives empty words She yearns for a gentle touch… Read More
Caught in the lunacy, some days I forget; You are all I need When all seems dark; You are my hope When madness strangles; Read More
Thick darkness surrounds Suffocating inequality abounds Why this place Swift fall from grace Read More
Forsaken, forgotten, hidden from view Searching for value true Heart burdened with despair Soul ponders depth of care Fearfully and wonderfully made Struggle with the masquerade Difference between truth and real Narrative effectively concealed Listens to hear opportunity knock Discerns only thunderous tick, tock Time passes ne’er to return Anxious to satisfy yearn Pasted smile, Read More
Rosy-cheeked and breathless two youngsters arrive at the meadow’s edge, stopping suddenly, awestruck by the startling beauty. Wide-eyed with wonder, they ponder the magnitude of their Father’s gift. Read More
Empty words drift through the atmosphere Spilling their rhetoric on longing hearts Hope turns to crippling agony as Truth reveals itself Like shards of broken glass penetrating their target Words with no heart wounding as no weapon can Familiar dance, familiar ending Only a fool dares dance again Though a brave soul Hope is Unbreakable Read More
