(2/11/13)

Blood, sweat, and tears he would shed
On the path that lied ahead.
Imagine a child preaching the word of GOD
When even the adults had found it hard.

Can you picture him walking into town?
And his followers sitting on the ground
Listening to what he had to say
Their hands clasped together as they prayed.

Can you picture him in your mind?
Telling his mother that he is fine
And not to worry, not to bother
That he is not alone but with his father.
He was just a child, but he was the son of GOD
And preaching for him did not come hard.

From his birth she knew that to his father he would be true
For she was told ahead of time, what GOD had on his mind.
That he would be the leader of men and nations
And stop many of the devastations.

His childhood was about as normal as can be
But there was so many things that only he could hear and see
He knew that he was different from the others around
For they could not see the visions or hear the sounds.

This was the child called JESUS that we’ve all come to know
Two thousand years later and he is still loved so.

© L. RAMS

(2/7/13)

She was my black female warrior and she stood proud and tall
And upon her shoulders her silk hair did fall
A spear in one hand and an axe in the other
No one would mess with her, not even her brother.

The strength of a lion searching for prey
She would not let anything stand in her way.
She knew where she lived – it was a jungle out there
But she was strong in spirit and did not care.

She is the black warrior and as strong as can be
You will find her in the annexes of history.
Just like the movie of “BETTY AND CORETTA”
Who showed what they can do- when they stood
Up against the politicians of the RED, WHITE and BLUE.

We are still being monitored by the land, air and sea
But we’ll continue the fight so that we could be free.
These two women are the black warriors who walk
Hand in hand with all oppressed people who are willing to take a stand.
I am Hispanic and we’ve been denied many rights
Just like any other nationality we’re all willing to fight.
It does not matter our color, religion or
****** preference that we may have
“ONE NATION UNDER GOD WITH LIBERTY AND JUSTICE FOR ALL”
That is FREEDOMS CALL.

© L . RAMS

(2/7/13)

My feelings was something new, that I could not put into view
All my life I had hid them away, and I thought that’s where they would stay.
Then you came into my life and I found myself in paradise.
All my feelings and hearts desires, went into a flaming fire.

Those flames then consumed me and I could not break free
You offered me a heart just like mine
Who hid itself throughout all time?
A heart that had never been torn or tattered
And showed me all that mattered.

This heart was full of compassion and love
Sent to me from up above as I felt my chest start to swell
And my mind began to reel – this was something
I never thought I’d feel.

Two different people but with the same heart
We knew right then that we’d never part.

© L . RAMS

(2/7/13)

Who is homeless? You ask me!
Let me explain it easily!
Homeless is in every part of the world
It covers any adult – boy or girl
It can be an individual or a family who has lost everything.
The first thing they lose is hope, and the willpower to even cope.

Then they lose Self Respect, and it gets better yet
They lose faith in their fellow man
Something that they cannot understand.

Now when hope and faith is taken away
Then love does not want to stay
Now that the three things are gone
How can they carry on?

But out of the blue a hand or kind word is said:
“Here come inside warm your feet! Have a little something to eat
Lay down on this bed-just to rest your weary head.
In the back there is a shower, and I’ll lay out a change of clothes
For you to wear.
I don’t have much, but with you I’ll share.”
They now sit on the bed to contemplate
Hope is now beginning to rejuvenate.
Their faith is now starting to creep in
As they ask themselves: “is there a chance that I could win?”
Is there something that I do not see?
When these hardships are thrown at me?

Now that you have seen hope and faith
Maybe love is not too late.
Then with a hug – a show of love is given
Now they see that life is worth living.

Now these three things have been restored
Helplessness will thrive no more.

© L . RAMS

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)

louis rams :

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.

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.