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Sep 2014
One shade of the moon

Had impaired the nameless heart

On ones cheek

Ever so sweetly paired

Tells of days of goodness spent

With ink and pen to write

Ones woes

To sit so lovingly in the know

Wandering lonely in a crowd

The coldness coming over me

Twenty years past my eyes grown weary

Watching not quite so dim’

As these silent nights walk in beauty....


Enemy faints as things remain the same’

Silent night’s strikes the lame

Surrounded in mounds of oceans of grace

O my soul I stand amazed!

Selecting my own society

Till I shut the door from fools

Till I could not see

The fool I had become to be!

Debbie Brooks 2014
"You are the brave who do not break

In the grip of the mob when the blow comes straight’

To the shattered bone; when the sockets shriek;

When your arms lie twisted under your back

Good men holding their courage slack

In their frightened pockets see how weak

The work that is done: and feel the weight

Of your blood on the ground for their spirits sake:

And build their anger, stone on stone:

Each silently, but not alone!"

By: Raymond R. Patterson
Deborah Brooks Langford
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