(10/25/12)

Oh but to lay my head down and to dream
Of all my hopes , and prayers- that with others
I can share.

But my dreams have been shattered and scattered
In the wind- never to be seen again.
I had done everything to hold on to my dream
But my strength was drained or so it seems.

I saw my dream now tossed and turned
When once before in my heart it burned.
Why are we given a dream ? If it is to be taken away
And with our hearts and mind it does play.

A dream can consume you body and soul
And make you feel completely whole.
It fills your heart like air fills a balloon
But it ends much too soon.

Oh but to dream and see everything fall in place
Like a jigsaw puzzle - or like a painting that takes
On its form, and each stroke knows where it belongs.

in a dream you can  no longer put stock
For they can become shattered like the waves
Against the rocks.

But if you put a belief in your dream and Yourself
And find that fire that burns in your heart
Then your dream will find its start.

So once again I will lay down in my bed
And dream my dream and continue ahead.

© L . RAMS

( 10/24/12)

First and foremost - I am a man
And I had to gratify my needs
Then she came along and planted her seed.

Right then I knew she had to be part of my life
So I made her my wife.
But there was still something missing in my heart
And it was tearing me apart.

What was this need - this desire - that I had to fill?
I couldn’t give up, it was bugging me still.
Then it dawned on me that I would never be complete
Until I had a child playing at my feet.

I fulfilled my goal that  my wife would
No longer work- and all my friends called me a ****.
I was always taught that the man must be
The family head - and on that road I would tread.

Being in the food line since the age of eight
I did not have to contemplate
Every one has to eat !   So supermarkets and
Restaurant management I had to defeat.

I knew also that I would have to be a
“ jack of all trades” - so I watched and questioned
Others who had the skills of plumbing , carpentry
Electrical too, these were things that a home owner must do.

I had become her husband, chauffer, and her friend
And to her , my ear I’d lend.
All her appointments , I was there
And the results we would share.

Then the  news came that I waited to hear
That my wife was pregnant and my child she did bear.
Now I felt whole, I felt complete
This news wiped me off my feet
I knew already That a girl would be the part
Who would capture my soul, and heart.

They say only a mother can know the
Pleasures and pains- “ but” in a fathers heart
He feels the same.

He does not feel the kicks and turns
And the morning sickness that a woman may feel
But he shares the joys that he sees on her face
As on her stomach his hand is placed.

Now my need, my desire was filled
And I rejoice to this day still.

© L . RAMS

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