After reading "help me live", by Lori Hope.(20 things people with cancer want you to know.)
Today, advice echoed
someone's failure;
"positive attitude"
took hope away;
gentle lies drowned sunlight,
judgment burned a tongue.
Realistic thinking was soothing
it's own fear,
pitty denied compassion;
"How are you ?" made questions
of tomorrows.
Unsolicited prayer
damned a God of choice;
volunteering the story of another
swallowed a soul.
Tomorrow only the heart will speak.
Hands will touch truth;
eyes will ask for permission
to be silent, will say:
I have taken pride in writing this novel as so many people have the wrong impression on bikers because they dress in leather clothing which is to protect themselves in case of an accident. The majority of bikers are known Policemen, Firemen, Doctors,
“We’re going to use nine megaton warheads in space and we’re not sure they’re large enough to be effective. Why would you even consider using kiloton-range surface-to-air warheads as back-up?” The answer was succinct. “Because they’re all we have.”
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"HOPE FOR TOMORROW" has delivered its wise message through its lines of poetic grand.
Never rest Your pen, Poet.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU