It Will End in Praise

How much pain can a man take? I asked

How much heartache can a woman endure? I wondered

Will this ever end? I thought?

What have I done to deserve this? I cried

A life full of challenges and limitations

Unanswered questions besieged me

I cried till my tears dried

Eyes hurting, chest heaving and mouth dry

And suddenly…

Just like a dream…

Broken pieces came together

Crooked lines aligned

Hope came alive

I couldn’t believe it…

Can this be happening? I doubted

Is this for real? I pondered

All this for me? I mused

My heart leapt, my eyes lit up and my mouth smiled

I heard it before, though hard to believe

I’ve read it somewhere, but never thought I’ll see it

But right before my eyes, it’s unfolding

This pain will end in praise

My endurance was worth it

I will triumph over the trauma

A victim no longer, because victory is now mine

Halleluyah!!!

Why Are You Here?

Here we are, gathered with open faces

looking like we care, speaking like we care

but look beyond the façade and we see the motives

Some with passionate commitment are there

because they care about the issue

Some because they want to progress personal agendas 

have come to pretend that they do

They come with their own invites

They come to meet him and her

because when they do, they look like they care

It is so easy to be deceived

Our society isn’t looking at the heart but the acts

so the fakes and phonies continue to play their part

A skill so polished, it’s hard to doubt them

Why are you here?

Are you here because you care

or are you here to act the part?

We Are Better Together

I need me as much as I need you

I need me as much as I need us

You need you as much as you need me

You need you as much as you need us

I am me, you are you

Together we are better than you or I

Together we make you and I better

Something in me is yearning for you

I am incomplete without you

I need you to be wholly me

I need me to be me

You need you to be you

We need us to truly be

Inspired by Margaret Wheatley’s “The Promise and Paradox of Community” http://www.margaretwheatley.com/articles/paradox.html, a reading recommended by Royal Roads University’s Organizational Culture Facilitators, Bev McPhee and Randeep Tut.

Everything you cost me

…

Loving kisses

Warm caresses

Affectionate looks

Companionable silence

Enjoyable meals

Blissful pregnancies

Pleasant labour

Joyous births

Contented motherhood

Peaceful days

Sweet sleep

Happy times

Lovely memories

My love

My heart

My past

My dreams

My passions

My health

My youth

My joys

My smile

My confidence

My Self

Freedom to be

Freedom to live
…

You cost me too much

MEDICATED FOR THE MONEY

Medicated, dull senses, lethargic, weight gain

I look at myself and I don’t like how I look

Now I need higher doses

I can’t go on like this anymore

So I stop taking them

I’ve become a tyrant, impatient, aggressive and very sad

What is going on?! I ask

Ohhh…it’s the medication!

What do I do…?

Am stuck in the cycle? Like a hamster on a wheel

They’ve got me where they want me

But why?!...

If they know, why did they give me this?

It’s all about the money, my dear

Money for the Doctor and for the Pharma Giants

Who really cares about your well-being?

"Give it to them and we’ve got a lifetime moneymaker" they say

OUR DEATH HAS NOT BEEN IN VAIN

Someone thought they would hurt our world if they shot us up

They shot us but they could not shut us up

Someone chose our location because we were gay

Now, gay or straight, the world has united to keep hate at bay

An action fuelled by hate and now we are the late

Though he made us late, we’ve become love’s bait

Homophobia has been dealt a huge blow because we died

Now through our death, the value of diversity is now on the rise

Religious folk now have to face the truth about the love they profess

“We have much work to do in the area of inclusion” they confess

‘Love not Hate’ is now the chant over mountains and plains

For indeed our death has not been in vain

Orlando Shooting Victims Collage
http://www.advocate.com/crime/2016/6/15/city-orlando-begins-release-list-those-killed-pulse-nightclub-shooting

I Know the Colour of Pain

I know the colour of pain

It is the soft shade of a heart
broken into fragments too tiny to be gathered
but yet big enough to mend when hope is discovered

It is the bright hue of an anger                                    

so fiery its expression will be a volcanic eruption
whose lava on every path spews forth destruction

I know the colour of pain                                                     

It is the metallic glint of a bitter laugh
that crackles loudly from behind a wall of tears
to hide the vale of misery at its rear

I know the colour of pain

It is the wild tone of a character
honed from a vengeful decision to be reckless
and live the rest of their life careless

I know the colour of pain

It is the dark tint of a life
tainted by betrayals and broken promises
so numerous they've left callouses

I know the colour of pain

http://alejandrodmarco.deviantart.com/art/The-Colour-of-Pain-458567686

AT THE ENCOUNTER'S BEAM

My heart yearns after you
My spirit wants to meet with you
My soul longs for your embrace
My eyes want to see your face
All of me seeks your presence
For therein will I find my essence
My past pales into insignificance
The hurts and pains fade into the distance
For here I have been touched by your love
You have shown me your treasure trove
And I know I will never be the same
For the devil's powers have been made lame
Because my Lord has countered him
At THE ENCOUNTER's beam
My soul now rejoices
And the angels join in their voices
For all of my loss
Has been recovered at the cross
All I want to do is sing your praise
As to you my hands I raise
To you my king
Who has called me His kin
By adoption
And the cleansing of my corruption
I am grateful
For you are indeed faithful

The Darkness, The Light & The Blood

Dark was the abyss created by unmet expectations
Deep was the vale made by heartbreaks
Thick was the miry clay filled with dead dreams
Until a Light shone on it
A Light so bright the darkness fled
A Light so clear it healed every hurt
A Light so warm it brought comfort
Along with His Blood
To cleanse
To purge
and To make whole
And so I had hope
I had joy
and I began to dream again
The Light of His Word
The Blood shed on Calvary
Made my life brand new