My mother is pro-choice
Crackling briar, crackling briar
laugh while you may
the fire will consume you
as easily as hay.
Empty vessels the most noise makes
they will be discarded
when the morning breaks.
In the night’s darkest hour
I struggle for a foothold
and kick against the powers
who fight against the faith I hold.
Just as light comes with a word
in the power of a name
throwing back the evil force
to the place from which it came.
A woman with child glows
with a spirit sent from God
to create the living soul
she will clothe with flesh and blood.
Oh do not this thing
I beg of you to stay
you cannot fill the emptiness
of the life you take away.
My mother is for freedom
I’m so glad she is pro-choice
she chose to let me live
before I had a voice.
I’m glad for you either, dear. And btw, I’ll stay even if you don’t ask
My comments are set so that once one comment is approved then all comments from that user is auto-I deleted your other comment Babes, but yes is the answer, though I shall keep all in the background, my blogging is not approved of, not even my little powems-I think he must secretly be a northerner.
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Babes I am so pleased to see you, I know you have been having a tough time and have been worrying about you, I know that I cannot do anything to help [do you believe in prayer?] yes I pray for you. I look on both forums to see if you are there. So happy to see you.
Oh, yes please delete it and am sorry for not being aware of your moderation setting.
And yes I do believe in the power of prayer — sincerely thank you for all you’ve done. See you around?
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Yagk updates « The rhyming Yack said this on December 24, 2008 at 3:22 pm
What a beautiful life affirming poem.
Thank you Len, I feel so strongly about it though I prefer not to be controversial.The sun is making Christmas morn lovely.