She is gentle yet strong-meek yet bold.
She  is a woman to behold.
She is a expectant mother as we can see
Waiting for her child to be set free.

Sleeping in a fetal position- doesn’t help her disposition.

Feeling the kicks at home or at work
And thinking that all men are jerks.

She wonders about the nine months that she must go through
If she will have the strength to survive
And if her husband will be by her side.

When she is in her chair at night
She sees her stomach as a glorious sight.
There is a child in her waiting to be fed
And doesn’t want her to go to bed.

The baby wants to feel their mothers touch
And the soothing words that she speaks
This is what they seek.

When the time comes for the child  to see the world
For  the first time-feels the cool air
They look for their mothers warmth to share.

The joy and pride that the expectant mother feels
Is something that can’t be concealed.

(9/25/12)

I am but an instrument in thy hands
How I am to be used - I may not understand.
You are my doctor and the surgeon in my life
You will cut out the bad , and make things right.

You are the blood that gives me life
And thru you - I’ll see paradise.

I became like a wanderer lost in the desert
With nothing in sight.
But you became my guiding light.

You became my water and my food
And strengthened me every step of the way
And showed me how to pray.

I was like an empty pitcher of wine
Till you filled me up with your light divine.
Now I pour out like the wine on that wedding day
Where you turned water into wine
And your words pour out of me in verse and rhyme.

These words can not be mine for I have not
the knowledge - nor the skill, but I am
Your instrument, my words your will.

Lead me LORD on this road that you have chosen
Let this be ’’ MY TAPESTRY” that you have woven.

© L . RAMS

the greatest love this world has known
is the love that GOD has shown.
HE gave up his only begotten son
to try to make this world as one.

but this world has always been full of greed
long before he planted his seed.
HE let the world know that CHRIST is the savior
and that there is no one greater.

but this world will never learn
that to CHRIST they must turn.
his son is our only salvation
it is shown in the revelations.

turn to CHRIST and you will see
a life that's happy and carefree.
all the miracles that he created
turned lives around that was devastated.


louis rams

send out this poem to all that you know
                 Stop the cancer before it grows.

                              PINK

She was dressed all in pink to show her support
Of how she was one of the cancer victims
And how she had fought.

The cancer now in remission and she
Was leading a normal life
But no one knew of her struggles and strife.

It’s hard to imagine when you’re given that kind of news
We can treat the cancer, but a breast you will lose.
You feel violated and ***** by that word
This was something that other people heard.  (not me)

Breast cancer has no preference to whether
your yellow, Black or white - male or female
We all have to fight.

You hear about it every day- and it affects
us all in a different way.
You may think that it’s just muscle and tissue taken away
But ask a victim and see what they say.

A MAMMOGRAM AND ULTRA SOUND IS THE KEY
TO HELP YOU LIVE CANCER FREE.

(10/13/12)

This floor I will no longer see
For I’m getting up off my knees
I’ve grown tired of being put down
Degradation is a heavy crown.

I looked up towards the sky
And my soul was soaring high
It was “ beckoning to me”
To let me know that I was free.

My heart jumped with pure delight
As it gained strength and took flight
The two reunited as before
Because we had the keys to every door.

Now that we was ONE again
We knew our strength would never end.
Door after door I unlocked
No more looking at the clock.

Time was no longer standing still
It was bending to my will.

© L . RAMS

(10/13/12)

At the beginning of “64” - I packed up my uniform
And walked out the door- it was the beginning of
The Vietnam war.
By August of that same year
President  Johnson started the draft
Under protests and jeers.

Then he made it a full scale war
And sent our soldiers to Vietnam shores.
The Beatniks in Greenwich village
With their long hair, beards, and
Flip flop sandals - wrote their poetry
About this undeclared war, and why
Our men were going to those shores.

This created a new generation called ‘HIPPIES”
The hippie generation was groups of protesters
Against everything that they found wrong
The draft , the war , pollution
And loved to stay high with ***, hashish
Coke and acid (lsd) which kept them blasted.

This also created the “ flower children”
Who like the hippies loved to be high
And on certain flowers they would fly.
But they spoke of loving one another
And gave out flowers as a sign of peace
Which to the president was a relief.

They all started painting this “53 Chevy impala”
With the words “ flower power”.
Now the “ flower children and hippie movement
Was in full swing, and everyone was doing their own thing.

They had  Greenwich village under their control
And not one coffee shop would ever be sold.
Every coffee shop had a poetry night
And going there was such a delight.

Then in AUGUST of “69”
The WOODSTOCK festival was on the rise
Over half a million people drove to that farmland
And set up tents , hammocks, sleeping bags and such
And the police found it was much to much
So they had no choice but to see it through
Because there was nothing else that they could do.

The WOODSTOCK  festival had become world wide
And to this day it still thrives.

© L . RAMS

(8/6/12)

They said it was seen in the early hours
After heavy rains and morning showers.
A face that appeared in the sky
Behind a colored rainbow way up high.

The face seemed to be looking down
At the destruction on the ground.
Peoples homes torn and shattered
And the cries of help was all that mattered.

People asking “ why is this happening dear lord”
What have we done that “thou has forsaken us”

Then a voice was heard from up above
“ it will not be like NOAH’S ARK
If you change the paths on which you’ve embarked”

I am putting your future in your hands
What’s not to understand.
You think only of the material things that you can hold
Such as money , silver , and bits of gold.

You can not take this with you when it’s
Your time to go
for when death comes you will never know.

If you seek me you will see
that I will change the course of history.
It will not show that the earth was
Destroyed by the human hand
Because you opened your eyes- and took a stand.

What is so difficult to accept GOD into your life
When he sent his only begotten son as the sacrifice.
He gave his life so that we could live
How much more would he have to give.
Look at all your rivers and streams
At the green grass and all the trees
At the sun , the moon above
All this was done because his love.

All the conceivable foods to eat
And it was laid at your feet.
What more does he have to do
To show -“his love for you“.

So that face that you see in the sky
Is the reflection of your face
As he passes you by.