Only one has the power to destroy me No one else is strong enough for such a task Except for me but I want to enjoy me I need a miracle now and so I ask
And I know it will be granted unto me That I can fly blind into the future now To a new and unfamiliar destiny I believe it will be glorious somehow
I have a good reason to embrace my fate Good reason to be happy and not look back I was a late bloomer but I have bloomed late With all I need now and with nothing I lack
I can be extremely persuasive daresay And I am alive to survive and to thrive I am here to stay and will not go away My being alive makes the world more alive
There is hope for me and I can see the day When the sun comes up and my troubles are gone In a truly encouraging coming dawn For which until it comes I stubbornly wait
God is not nor would be finished with me yet I seize my future with hope without regret With a silent song of solidarity Arising when my poems are read by you
And you do read them (thank you) I know you do It is you who give me the ability To be able to survive and make it through Only one has the power to destroy me
No one else is strong enough for such a task Except for me but you seem to enjoy me So I will fly blind into the future now To a new and unfamiliar destiny
I will be luminous and transcendental And above all else I will always be free To explore the primal and fundamental Archetypes of this our shared humanity
Since I have been judged I am not judgmental All I want to do is share the empathy Which I have learned the hard way over these years Love and lift you up and dry away your tears
I can do this since I know about crying I know what it feels like to be all alone With not enough living and too much dying But let us rise up and make our world our own
If it is not for us then who is it for? Those rich and rapacious monsters out for blood? We know what is right and we are asking more For people less for profit: the greater good
The concept today is little understood We poor are poorer while ever before us The rich are richer and smirking at us all They will be surprised when they fall in the fall
No matter how hard they try to ignore us Because above all else we are always free To explore the primal and fundamental Archetypes of this our shared humanity
This is how we are and how we have to be All we have to do is share our empathy Our overwhelming human propinquity Will call to us always to rise and be free
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From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
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This is powerfully penned; the first stanza: BELIEVE IT!!!!! No one can destroy you but you. Stay safe, 'k? I need your words.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(