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Poetry 2000-..... |
Okay, I edited out the name but it's not entirely covering up the culprit I speak of. Right before I put this on my site, a friend urged me to block out this man's name. Too bad money can do whatever it wants and break whatever laws it wants if there's enough to go around. I only speak the truth of my experiences and quote exactly.
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I could have been a donor to a
little girl in need Though it was a difficult day God urged me to proceed The snowstorm kept on raging but the people stood in line It was a beautiful vision and everything seemed fine Still my daughter was quite heavy in my better arm I didn't want to drop her and bring her to such harm I inquired of a man orchestrating our positions I told him I had a handicap that might hamper my decision To stay or go I was now unsure so he ushered me inside Where this tall blue-eyed man spat out at me so evilly and snide He said "We have childcare! What more do you want!?" His tone was irked and rough, tongue lashed as if to taunt I wasn't looking for a handout or a place to get ahead I am not like him internally quite dead I was all shaken up by this person I hadn't met before Why was the Enemy in a church watching at the door? Overwhelmed, I chose to leave but I had to ask his name He hissed "My name is ___________!"as if I'd lost some game He had no right in his stress to attack me for I am disabled But because it's not as obvious he had me marked and labeled Because of my limitation I had only sought to sit I'd sit outside if it pleased him so had I even thought of it! This poised angel of light with his tainted charity Fear, Power, and Greed exposed himself to me His dealership is typical of the 'big name' Legion They all run in packs in this dark Monadnock Region Now again I'm asking God the purpose of it all? A little girl needs each of us to hear her precious call But Satan knows no boundaries when he uses men worn down This is just another example of his Lordship in our town. Ciera S. Louise c. March 12, 2005 |