Going before the Judge
Standing with my attorney here
On Truth and Justice to depend
This my rock I shall not fear
And find the Judge my friend!
Artist Carrie Neighbors loves to draw, paint, write poetry and am a professionally licensed cosmetologist. I have suffered an extreme injustice in the legal system and have written poetry as part of my healing process.
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DID I JUST SEE AN ANGEL?
Laying down my head in total despair,
no hope and emptiness, thinking why should I care?
Then in the silent dark of the night
a silhouette appeared, surrounded by light,
reaching across me I felt a feather soft touch,
and the voice of an angel whisper "you're loved so much!"
As my eyes adjusted saw wings that were tattered,
Her hair was messy, her robe was battered.
She said "when you were a baby, in you mother's arms,
she prayed you an angel to keep you from harm. That prayer was answered when God sent me, and that's been no easy task, as you can plainly see!"
She bowed her head, a tear fell from her eye,
I felt such shame to see my angel cry.
She told me of friends she sent my way,
How she delighted in my joy and listened to me pray.
Then anger and violence too over my days,
yet still she held on in so many ways!
She would never give up even though she was tired,
and a time or two she admitted she wished to be fired!
Then I realized she was showing me my worth,
She said "you've been loved since the day of your birth."
Never give up, your life is worth living
It's not always taking, sometimes it's giving!
Joy filled my heart like never before,
till I awoke by the clanking of my prison cell door.
Just a dream I thought, wiping a tear from my eye,
I suddenly felt the rushing of wings as my angle flew by.
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