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Multi-tasking mom & wife

She’s a beautiful woman and she was angry that day
Many a harsh word she did say.
Beneath that exterior lies a gentle heart
And all that surround her want their part.
At times thou – even the gentlest heart can become weak
And any escape they do seek.
The pressures of daily life- of being a mother and being a wife
Then the washing and cleaning and doing the cooking too
How can it not get to you?
She works outside to help pay the bills, and a compliment
From you is such a thrill.
When she finally sits down at days end
She would like you to be her friend.
To Sit down alongside her and give her your thanks
For all that has been done
Working from morning to setting sun.
           THANK YOU !

The LORD put millions of lives on this earth today
To replace the ones he took away.
We all have destinies that we must follow
To keep the balance of nature true.
It is all up to me and you.
The crossroads that we come to in life
Can lead us straight or make us fight
The straight and narrow is the path that GOD has put for us
And In his infinite wisdom- he gave us a choice at the crossroads
One can lead us to an easy life abound
While the other can make us fight for all that is found.
The road that leads us to the fight is the road that we must take
So that we can use our hearts and mind, and fight to get
To his heavenly throne, so in death we’ll never be alone.
The road to an easy life abound – will look as beautiful as can be
But it could hide lots of treachery.
Life is not always what it seems to be
But this is the crossroads that lead to our destiny.

She was born in a sightless world, never knowing
The beauties all around, but enjoyed and knowing every sound.
Her hearing had become so defined, she could tell
The dropping of a dime.
The sounds of a car, truck, or motorbike
No two sounds were ever alike.
She knew the sound of each bird high up in the trees
And the sound of a cricket in the summer breeze.
Being sightless did not mean that she could not see
Her hands took away the mysteries.
With just touching a picture would form in her mind
To be seen as clear as day, and wipe all her doubts away.
She would run her fingers around your face
Feeling every line and every space.
She had all the gifts that GOD had given
And making life truly worth living.
With her keen hearing she could tell what was in your heart
And if you was in love – or your heart being torn apart.
Her life was about as normal as can be, but she had her
Human desires and needed a love to put out the fire.
Then her dream finally came true, when a friend told her
“I’m in love with you”!
Her parents told her – “listen to his heart and you will see
If this love is meant to be”!
She listened to his heart like a doctor with a stethoscope
And his heart did beat true – that this man’s in love with you.
Her sightless world is now complete as her heart skips a beat.

© L . RAMS

She recalled the day she was abducted on the street
One held her hands, the other held her feet.
Thrown in the minivan and no help in sight
As she fought with all her might.
Her begging and pleading was not heard
As they tied her up without a word.
Blindfolded and gagged and threatened with a knife
Till she had no will left to fight.
She had heard and read about the slavery market
And how people did this to line up their pockets.
Beaten and drugged into submission and used as a *** toy
Threats of violence were their ploy.
Abducted at twelve years old , now this story must be told.
Human ******* and slavery is worldwide, and has been
Going on since the beginning of time.
They will take your children, sister and brother
And any other that they think that they can use
For their clients from which to choose.
She had to work the streets- otherwise she would not eat
This is the ******* in which she lived and had to endure
And to try to escape she wasn’t sure.
After escaping from her captors after ten years
Her story she wanted to share.
Never walk alone, stay in a group, and over your
Shoulder you should look.
Beware the predators – they are all around
Many more victims will be found.

© L . RAMS

The flames surrounded him in orange and red
That’s when he realized that he was dead.
They had sent him the other way, for his crimes he had to pay.
He had abused children, men and women
During the time that he was living.
He had no feelings, no emotions of any kind
For the almighty dollar made him blind.
He would do anything to amass his fortune
Even charging for illegal abortions.
He robbed Medicare for all that he could get
And hadn’t been caught yet.
He was described as a healer, but sold prescription drugs
To addicts and dealers.
In him the public had put their trust and faith
But it was a little too late.
He had already lost his soul, as the devil took control.
He finally reached his bitter end, when he turned
His back on family and friends.
Now he finds himself in the flames of hell
Where for eternity he will dwell.
He screamed and cried to the fathers son
Asking for forgiveness for all that he had done.
Why is it that we wait until it is too late?
As we stand at the judgment gate.
© L . RAMS

I am but a mere child clinging to my mother s breast
******* out the love she has inside, as it makes me
Dizzy as if I am high.
The warmth and nourishment that it gives
Gets me stronger – with the strength to live.
Mother! Your love can’t be denied, it is something you cannot hide.
And you may not be around to see me grow
But in your heart you will know.
Whether it be distance or death that keeps us apart
You will always have me in your heart.
You nurtured and tutored me to know right from wrong
And showed me how to become unselfish and strong.
You showed me how a mother s gentle heart can be
And from indignations and chains you set me free.
We was born free – no leg irons or shackles to be found
Even the umbilical cord was thrown to the ground.
We as children are born free as eagles up in the sky
We could soar and we could climb.
All of this has been given to me, because you and GOD set me free.
GOD gave us a brain for us to use, and a heart with which to choose.
But the most important thing he gave to me
Was a mother “who loved me “.

© L . RAMS 12414