A CHILD WALKS
A Child Walks
A child walks along black veils covered all his little fingers ,
With noise of a child it plays along the hemline of so many
Meadows of his home where he belongs ;
But in truth it is them who do not want to you to see
The filthy grime that blankets the Earth ;
He'd sit on logs like pulpits listen to the sermon of rights and wrongs
Its starting to be his favorite song how life goes on .
Nothing seams to matter in his little life of the night .
Put your veil back on the man cried out !
But who can help but peek when you hear the sounds of torture?
The screams of suffering and agony that you are told to ignore.
I feel sorry for this little boy ;
In his darken hours he found power to say no more of his
Fathers words of pains as he walked away with that look on his face
Find God he cry's out ,
His name is Jehovah and he makes way even for a lost child like me .
They are among us the dandelions of thorns .
Lilly Emery (C)
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To all my readers you may see that their are grammar errors in my old writings, but these writing are from the 90's ,2000's. I truly didn't think anyone was readying my work . so I just started writing out what I felt and made my pains a story and poems . I had re post these poems and stories all over the internet and I keep them also in file so no one can ever say my work is theirs . I have kept my work as they are just for others to see where it was I started my writing at . The pains are so real not even a game ,The life I had lived I would never wish upon no one . I like to say to all who are taking the steps for change in their life congratulations to the new open doors God bless you . You may have seen my photos on the internet and my writings on Poetry.com and poem hunter etc. you may have seen the hate that others have given to me about my work and my beauty of who I am . But as you can see I will never let the haters Stop me from doing what I love . So I say the same to all of you write your own words and let your heart speak to all your readers . I hope you can understand why I haven't made changes in my work at less not the old ones . My old work are left as they are for me to always remember where it all came from . God bless to all who reads . Lilly Emery /Judy Emery
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