Book of inspirational poetry written to help people overcome feelings of suffering and tragedy.
Charles Breitweiser literally died from an automobile accident in 1979, as a 17 year old youth. The quick response medical unit was able to get his heart started. After a 6 month coma, he was left with the loss of use in the left side, and damaged eyesight. As with any type of debilitating injury, it was also accompanied by the demons of depression, fear, inferiority, and lack of self-esteem. Combined with the uncertanties of adolesence, led him through serious bouts of depression, self-pity, and self-loathing. Through years of soul searching and growth, he developed a philosophy of endurance, and positive attitude by learning to disregard his losses and embrace his gains. Mr. Breitweiser began doing motivational speaking for handicapped suppot groups. Drawing on his personal experience, he teaches people ways to overcome their feelings of inadequacy and teaches them how to love themselves and respect their differences. He also joined the NJ poetry society, and had a poem published in their anthology for 2003. He also does freelance writing for magazines. He has positivive attitue, combined with a self-determination that is virtually unstoppable.
Excerpt
Melissas Daddy
Daddy isn’t coming home anymore;
He used to work on the 110th floor.
He wasn’t a fireman or a policeman;
Just an office worker, just the mailman.
I’m sure he would have saved someone else if he could;
But he just went to work, like a good daddy should.
He was one of the many, that nobody knew;
I think you should know he was my hero too.
I remember when he used to come home through that door;
I’d run to his arms from across the floor.
He’d gather me up into his arms as I flew;
I want you to know he was a hero too.
This is for all the children that still have hugs to give;
To parents that love them, and no longer live.
And to the mommies and daddies that nobody knew;
I think you should know, they were all heroes too...
Why I wrote this: I was inspired by the great tragedy of September 11. It is strange that I don’t know anyone named Melissa. It’s just an artistic inspiration that tells me there is a Melissa out there that lost her daddy that day, and needs the encouragement this poem gives. The name Melissa, is really a pseudonym to represent all the children that lost parents that day , and I wanted to give something to reach out to them. I feel that by honoring their parents in this way will be a great help.
You may contact the author at breitweisercharles@yahoo.com
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