Ravages Of Methamphetamine
Ravages Of Methamphetamine I was a meth addict in my mid 20’s. I was approaching 29 when I ingested one of very my last lines of the powerfully addictive drug that has infiltrated our nation today. “Meth” or methamphetamine is the destructive white power drug that appears relatively harmless upon first use. It is highly …. Read More
Brothers Keepers
We are our brother’s keepers, in word and in deed A light shining in darkness, a place for all to see A Universal attitude attending to each need We are our brothers keepers, to thrive and exceed The broken hearted and the lame, some stumbling and sleeping; those worn by the toil of the day; …. Read More
Warrior Souls
We’re warrior souls from the starting gun In search of knowledge; destined for love We take the high road and walk through the gate To march on the front line with no disgrace The battle wages and the war goes on Someone pulled the trigger on the starting gun The natives are restless and the …. Read More
Prodigal Child
May Your House Be Filled With Love May everyone who enters come in to Trust The Prodigal Child was a reckless waste, his mothers disgrace, the matter his father would shun And it was way too late when his parents passed away and left the Prodigal to carry on His Mother’s last wish, was for …. Read More
Some Day She’ll Be Ok
Some day she’ll be ok All the stories she tells herself, none will remain And then one day the lies, that drive her mind Will be exposed and she’ll be free, to become whole Before the confusion stole her clarity One day she’ll be born as new Someday she’ll be called sane Her courts …. Read More
Walking Wounded
The night is far spent and the day is at hand The works of darkness cast off with the past There’s new transparency now that all’s been revealed We wear the armor of light and a love so real We are the walking wounded We are the risen ones Once the children of darkness Once …. Read More
Old People Are People Too
Been a waitress far too long, and seen a many things I’ve met all kinds of people … each with their own being Yesterday it hit me hard; like a bullet to the neck Desiring to run, tears were gonna roll; I’d fight to keep my composure This sweet little old lady cried out to …. Read More