Run Crying Into The Night

Addictions in the home, parents fight

A child runs crying into the night

Hand over her mouth, he's there to rape

Woman runs crying into the night

Bullets are flying, kids are dying

Mothers run crying into the night

Bombs are dropping, houses exploding

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poem by Victoria Dame
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With faith you can see

Have faith that my Jesus walked this earth.
And that he was conceived and had a miraculous birth.

And by faith as we were not there to see,
You must accept that he died on a cruel tree.

With faith our mines eyes will show,
On the cross how his blood did flow.

Showing faith in the Bible God's holy Word.
As Jesus died the crowds shouts are heard.

Also by faith we have to believe,
From Satan the keys he did retrieve.

And with faith in him you shall not oppose,
That on the third day from the grave he arose.

And if you'll keep this faith until the end.
He'll return for you, just watch and see my friend!

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A Honey-Do List (This is my attempt at a Sestina)

I wrote a long honey-do list
and handed it to my husband.
With a smile he read it and with a fold
he stuffed it in his pocket.
I'll get to this as soon as I can,
but can't you hear the cry from the dogs.

Who can't hear the cry of the dogs?
Did you not read my list?
If you won't do it I can,
I said to my loving husband
I took the list from his pocket.
And opened it at the fold.

It was closed with a fold,
because I want to hunt my dogs.
Now return it to my pocket.
I will get to the list,
Said my loving husband.
I'll get to it when I can.

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poem by Victoria Dame
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