Several have asked if my poem Nightmarish Reality was real, and sadly I admit it was. I rarely write of my past horrors, having come to terms with all things. I was raised in a Catholic family that did not believe in divorce,and I endured my marriage until my boys were in High School, and we could no longer live with the tyrant. Many friends and family have told me to write a book because they know of the mental abuse I suffered which was far worse than the physical, which almost crippled me.I never felt led to share it, but rather to forget and move on.

Thank you my friends for your warm comments  which truly gave me comfort. It's been many years since I had such a nightmare, and was very surprised at my reaction Sometimes we think we're enlightened beyond being hurt by  old demons we have overcome, but as long as we are in our human bodies we are open to attacks. That is what faith is all about, knowing we can bring our pain not only to Creator,but to friends who care and will be there able to share!  Your encouragement is part
of what helps to heal the wounds.Bless you all!

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We sing Your praises
loud and clear
For all of humanity
to hear
Beauty is lacking in
humankind
Hidden so deep we can
no longer find

You alone are merciful
and just
In You alone do we place
our trust
You alone are crowned
in righteousness
To you alone do
we confess

You are the breath of fresh air
we must breathe
Exhale lies,and hypocrisy
in which we seethe
We lift your  banner of truth up high
for all to see
The shining star of the heavens
Creator, our majesty

We need your peace to come
upon our land
Chaos and confusion reign
without your hand
Do not close your portal
of love and grace
Show us the way to honor You
with one grateful face

etw