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 Dec 2016 Rosalinda Sanchez
Sin
Upon bracken soaked hills tears did flow
As memories glide away
The moors they hold a deep silent love
Of hearts now lost to above

How the winds and rain carry on through
The ghosts of yesterday now roam
Betwixt the hollow ground
And shadows of fate now gone

Tis here that silence did fall
And the hand of death slain them all
For the devil he did roam the moors
Beneath the moonlight's shadow

Oh lost spirits cry and wail
Bring us to the resting gate
So we can say our goodbyes
Amongst the wind swept
Fears and lies
 Dec 2016 Rosalinda Sanchez
Sin
Who cries for the little children
When pain and hurt fall upon
The little hearts of purest love
From the hands of the cruel and sick

Who cries for the little children
Locked up and fed a fist
Thrown around the floor like dust
No meals or drink no more

Who cries for the little children
When their voices are so mute
The only thing they know right now
Is life must be extinct

So let them fall into the arms
Of hearts that truly love
In sleep forever they rest now
And tears shall fall no more
 Nov 2015 Rosalinda Sanchez
Sin
When God said Moses take this tab
For what I'm gonna say
Ain't so bad
These rules are gonna make man good
And tidy up this neighbourhood

So Moses was ready to chisel away
And put in stone what God had to say
Waiting on the mountain in the wind and rain
Not getting fancy with all the chat
Just laying it down with a little holy rap

God's in da hood
In my back yard
Breaking bad souls
Yo it's all good

Now God he spoke in a godly way
Saying hey Moses my dog don't you play
Around with da words I'm rapping all day
Coz this ain't no **** you be messin wid
For all man is gonna say
**** that God he's gonna be right one day
Monsters are never born they are created--jm.

Stand up for what is right.
Never let someone tell you that you shouldn't follow your dreams,
Just do it.
If your gay embrace it.
If your different embrace it.
This is life make the best out of it,
For we only get one life to live.
You can follow me on hello poetry if you like my work.
I will be publishing my book soon.
(More than words) poetry.
1.
I made my way through thin, cigarette trees
as I searched for, and simultaneously, lost myself.
The foliage coated the ground in different shades of gold,
soft earth's natural armour against my violent feet.

2.
I whispered like smoke, from some conscious place,
"where are you,

                       where are you?"

3.
I found the moon in wavering waters,
resembling a pale dinner plate.
The stars, its companions,
the table on which it was set.

4.
I looked for recognition in the eyes of my reflection,
the face was that of another woman.
One that did not flinch like an exposed nerve;
One that knew she was more like a grains of sand at her feet,
than the gravity around her.

I folded my tired self into her stillness,
knowing that I controlled nothing, and
finally rested.
With so many ugly things going on in the world I clench my fist, and my jaw more often than I don’t. I must remind myself that I can neither be gravity or affect it, I have to let nature take it’s course.

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