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What Are We Doing? Poem!

Everything is LOVE!

We argued, you were so determined
Our voices rose awakening
the dormant anger
disturbing our inner peace
until we stood glaring at each other
the voice screamed and we turned our head
our child stood there, confused and shattered
On the late night news,
another child is missing
We looked at our him,
a combination of both me and You
I watched in a daze
the tears roll down your cheeks
and breathlessly you whispered
"What are we doing?"


This miracle we called our child
again is running late for the school bus
I am ranting and he is huffing
and he turns and looks at me and asks
"Mommy, what are we doing?"
I reach for the magazine
and take a long, lost look
beauty in every curve in all the right places
the flush, the stir, forgotten feelings, once memories
and then my son reaches out to me and asks
"So, daddy, what you doing?"

I am lost and all alone
I am cold, I have been bought and sold
Stolen from my home
In my distant memory
I see them arguing
I hear the silence
I feel the rush of love wash over me
as my daddy pulls my mother into his arms
They kissing, they crying, they laughing
I want some Cocoa!

The memory: is my, treasured memory
I am the forgotten son
They wiped away their memory of me
I know this, I have seen it done
My own mind is broken, confused
My God, I am so lost.....
It's dark and bitter
So cold here in my Soul
a heart that beats, but feels nothing
I do not question
I obey
I do not QUESTION
I OBEY
I DON'T want to live this way.......

When you steal
You will never fully comprehend
all it is that you have done
There is no repayment plan
the chant that vibrates on your lips
You all about lust, blood and death
You want every breath
You cannot repay the broken Trust
You stole the innocence using pain
as you drew blood
You sacrificed Your Soul and
You don't care......(You Are Dead in There)
Love will never comprehend this
and it's not supposed too
Love heals
Love lives
Love is life
Love equals Life
Death = Death,
the chant that vibrates on your lips
You all about lust, blood and death
You want every breath
Love =Life
Simply cling to the old rugged Cross!

Nameste, be blessed, seek and ye shall find, know you are Infinite Love and All Possibility, what you focus on you are creating and focusing, pay attention to your thoughts. Pay attention to your heart, mind and body! We Are One! We Are Love!

We Will Stand
We Will Never Surrender The Cross
We Will Deliver
We Will Overcome
We Feed
We Love
WE Understand
We assist
WE ARE ONE!


















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