"No I am Not Dying"
I saw a television special about prisoners serving life terms
in penitentiaries till they die
they were given Hospice with the assistance of other volunteer prisoners
it was a raw experience to view.....
Hospice
Wipe away my last
tear
Cleanse my face
Wash my body clean
Prepare me, anoint me
With natures perfume
remove the clothes
That covers my body
Prepare me to exit
As I arrived
Naked.
Say a prayer for a soul
Bury me
Cover me with ashes
I’ll soon turn into.
VOW ! VOW ! This is profound William !
Sad it is yet I can appreciate this
poem ! May Abba Father Bless you and
your family in a special way ! Keep
on writing William....impacting !
THIS ONE 'PULLS' ON THE READER'S EMOTIONS. POETICAL ARTISTRY...AT ITS BEST! THANK YOU WILLIAM, THANKS SO MUCH FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
(Self-published. Please contact author directly to order.)
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Debbie
Sheila
Sad it is yet I can appreciate this
poem ! May Abba Father Bless you and
your family in a special way ! Keep
on writing William....impacting !
Much Love,
Margaret
love and peace, Carole~
Anna
delivered with real gut and punch,
but with compassion, too.
John
Regis
I think all of us, including prisoners, will surely need many prayers one day.
fee
hope all is well,
carolyn