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louis rams Jan 2013
she was hooked on drugs part of her life
but has a son to help her fight
in life we never know the road we may take
but changing the course is never too late.

he had taken the same road as she
main lining and pills was all he could see
addiction is a hard price to pay
but something happened that changed his way.

I know the lifestyle all too well
for ten years my brother was addicted and went thru hell
then he had become drug free
and a drug councilor he would be.
he had gotten many on methadone
and good results it had shown.

now as you go through the withdrawal pain
think of how much you have to gain
withdrawal is not an easy task
do you want your life back? you must ask!

do you recall the birth pains that you went thru
and his life was fresh and new.
wasn't all that pain worth your while
that you had such a beautiful child.

there is no pain that you can go thru
than the pains that a mother knew.
you have to be willing to make the change
otherwise your life will stay the same.

these words are from a concerned son
the choices you've made can be undone.

(1/30/13)

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louis rams Jan 2013
pick the ending- 1 or 2 and any comments


standing at the bus stop chilled to the bone
just now realizing he was all alone
everything in his life had been destroyed
when he lost his little boy.

a father who is single trying to make it in this life
no family members and no wife.
his sons life had been taken by a drunk driver that day
when he sped through a red light
as he tried to get out of its way.

too many memories does he face-that he has to leave this place.
so many memories flood his mind
as he thinks what could he have done if he had the time.

the driver has convicted of drunk driving but not jailed
the judicial system to him had failed.
his son was dead and his life was shattered
nothing in this life ' now mattered'.

#1-  two years had passed and he would now get revenge
the life this driver knew would soon end.
he staggered out of the bar and headed to his car
when the sledge hammer hit him across his knee
then another blow on the other knee, as he started to scream.
two more blows on each leg, and on the ground he would stay.
stuck in a wheel chair for the rest of his life
he's now paid the ultimate price.

                    or #2
he prayed every day for justice for his son
this man was still drinking and driving
and nothing being done.

the question always entering his mind
is this judicial system so doggone blind?
why wasn't this man taken off of the streets
are they waiting for more bodies in a crumpled heap.

yet! he always believed ' what goes around comes around'
and his justice will be found.
louis rams Jan 2013
midnight dream

I awoke from a midnight dream, where love, hope , and faith, was the only thing seen
where people gathered as a people under one god, one world and children sang the praises of god above explaining about peace and love.

where all you saw was their spirits rising high into the sky. showing us all reason and whys.
where the elderly walked hand in hand giving thanks for all they can as some of their memories may slip away , but thankful for each and every day.

where people enjoyed and gave thanks for the fruits of life , such as the birds that fly on high, the sun, the moon up in the sky, and every storm cloud that brings us the rain, refreshing the earth and us the same .
for giving us the animals, plants , and trees and the oceans, rivers , lakes, and streams and the mountains up high, leaving us breathless where all we can do is sigh.
louis rams Jan 2013
it was a simple hug that she had received
to make her heart start to believe.
a little hug and three little words added to it
         " I LOVE YOU'
brought back feelings that she thought she had lost
for all eternity, and that love for her could never be.
that little hug so warm and caring, and with her he was sharing.
a hug that made her feel secure and safe and she did
not want to leave this place.

she held on tightly to him and did not want to let go
thinking that if she did - then he would know
all the fears that she had locked up inside and
for so many years she did hide.

he picked up her face and smiled down at her
looking deep into her eyes- then she knew
his heart did not lie.
a simple hug was all it took for her to find what
she had been missing all his love and passionate kissing.

with every kiss she felt her desire, as it started to climb
higher and higher- reaching a crescendo like waves
upon the rocks never wanting to stop.
she felt alive once again and knew her love would never end.
louis rams Jan 2013
(1/25/13)

woman nor man can describe the love i have deep inside
each person explains love in a different way
which one is right ? no one can say.
so i'll explain mine the best i can
in the hopes that you'll understand.

love is a feeling that grows inside
it starts off small then starts to climb
love creates feelings that you never knew before
there are different feelings behind every door.

one door may give you an empty feeling deep inside
and another door may give you flashes of heat
from your head to your feet.
another door may make you feel like a child with a brand new toy
where you jump with excitement and joy.

yet another one may make you stutter and stammer with your words
and your voice can't be heard.
then you come to the door of heartaches and pain
where no two are ever the same.

true love is when you go thru the double doors of all doors combined
and go thru them all with the tests of time.
that is when you find true love divine.
louis rams Jan 2013
(1/23/13)

when it comes to **** - i agree for this was something that she did not foresee
she wanted to have a normal life, fall in love and become a wife.
to have children if and when she decided, and not be afraid or to hide it.
she had been ***** - body , mind , and soul
and she feels she no longer has control.
now this is what a ****** has in mind, and wants to be in control all the time.

yet now ! you do have a choice which will be the first of many
keep this child or abort, and foget everything that you may have been taught.
if GOD had this **** planned for you ( which i don't believe)
then he's also given you the choice as what to do
he has given us all free will, and with a decision like this
you can't stand still.

some will say it's because the clothes you wore- or things you said
but with a ****** - you did not want to bed.
( e.g. )right now this child is like a drop of spit which you spit out
because of the bad taste it gives. "do you want this child to live?"
the taste may stay in your mouth the rest of your days
is this the way this child will be raised?

yet the choice is up to you - no one knows what you've gone thru.
if they had punishments to fit the crimes, then the ******
would get it from behind.
they would know what they put you through because they'll be
going thru it too, and if they was to **** with intent
their life in jail would be spent.
if they have no regard for human life
then they should pay the ultimate price.
louis rams Jan 2013
(1/22/13)

a house is not a home- but just a place to rest your head
a house is not a home- when your heart and soul feels dead.
you go to that empty house with no one to greet you at the door
and with all the riches that you have-" you still feel poor".

riches don't buy happiness or fills that empty heart
it just makes you feel worse as it tears you apart.
you look around at the people who have so much less than you
but they have their loved ones and they know just what to do.

so you walk thru your empty house and you go from room to room
and in each one -all you feel is gloom.
you know that you have a heart-otherwise you would not feel what you do
and you know that you'll have to search for a love that will be true.

you sit on your chair and the tears flood your eyes
you're trying to be a man- you're trying not to cry.
but heartache has no preference as to who it will come to.
heartache is there to leave you sad and blue.
a house is not a home -  you found that to be true
now the search begins -for someone to share their life with you.

(C) L . RAMS
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