Poetry From Uplifted
My Mother’s Hands
I have my mother’s hands.
And her way of moving them when I talk.
I have my mother’s legs.
And the way she holds her head when she walks.
I have my mother’s smile.
Lips that easily part…
I AM NOT
I am not going to carry dead men’s bones.
I am not going to sleep in your city morgue.
I am not going to cry in your funeral parlor.
I am not going to carry dead men’s bones.
I am tired of sleeping with the “e-ne-me” I am tired of wasting my time…
FREE TO BE ME
In my teaching,
teach me to learn.
There is no reason why I cannot be who I am,
In my learning, and you be who you are,
help me to give and they be who they think they “wanna” be…
In my giving, this week…
Poetry From Soul’s Worth
KNOW THAT
Know that the sweet aroma that once
fragranced your home is now
Incense at God’s throne
Know that the heart that once captivated you
now hollows you to contain more of Him
Know that death does not define your loved one’s end…
Begin Life Afresh
Begin life afresh.
Travel without luggage.
Scent the world with the roses you smell.
Light the world with the sun you see.
You become the seed of you your possibilities.
When you begin life with a fresh new start…
THE LAW
Some folks call it Karma.
Some folks call it Karma.
But this I know for certain
“Every dog has his day.”
Some say it is just the Law of Reciprocity
Some call it retribution or compensation…