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 Apr 2015 Mike Essige
Dreamer
Cinderella
walked on broken glass
Aurora
let a whole lifetime pass
Belle
fell in love with a hideous beast
Jasmine
vowed her marriage to a common thief
Ariel
ventured on land above
Snow White
barely escaped the knife

Because bearing a life of LOVE
**means overcoming all aspects of strife
 Apr 2015 Mike Essige
josin137
We write things we don't understand,
We write about the feelings erupting inside,
The story behind every smile,
The sadness behind every tear,
We write about the things that keep us awake late at night,
And the things that awake us from a deep slumber,
We are not only poets but story tellers as well.

*Of our own daily life, write more, express more and hurt less.
Writing is one of the expression, when one writes something that make people feel the same, it just shows how much that one is hurting.
So many angry and worried people living in this world today.
So many people whom are hurting in todays world here.
We all need Jesus only he can save us only he can truly protect us.
We all need peace, hope , and Love to feel Joy and love others.
This world is becoming far too evil far too fast these days.
Only feeling and being Loved can bring healing in this sick world.
We need an Savior one whom Loves unconditionally , we need Christ.
We need relief from all of this rage and anger going on right now.
For this world is becoming all about me instead of all about Christ.
They hold our names ransom
as if our fathers are kings.
Put a cloth over its face and drive
it to a destination unknown.

They hold our names ransom.

They shout their demands over a coin
operated public phone.
In the middle of a busy street,
unmarked bills in black bags, no police.

They hold our names ransom.

They demand a swap the
money for its life.
When we get to the rendezvous point
they drive off and tell us to follow.  

They hold our names ransom.

They drive off to the outskirts of the city
where the police are few and thugs a plenty.
We start to panic and hope the police who told
us not to worry will come in time and save us.

They hold our names ransom.

They count the bonded bills make sure it’s all there
then they drag our names from the boot.
We run to it to embrace it and tell it that its safe
but it’s not because they do not yet see shiny rings.



                                                                                                                                                    W.Arends
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