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Sydney

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

40 poems·Since June 2013

I want to write good poetry, lyrical powerful poetry about God. So whatever I write that is lyrical, powerful and moving--Does NOT come from me, but from Him. I take no credit other than that my fingers typed it.

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Ariel

June 8, 2013
Darling you ran towards the bullets Towards screaming babies who didn't know any better. Darling you bolted towards the masked man The mad man with bullets and homicidal rage Darling-- Towards those sounds you ran. What must you have felt, Those very last moments? As you charged like a lioness To defend the weak. You were Ariel then A lion of God. And oh, you loved them, The babies, now they dream. So go softly darling, go softly Teach your babies to worship and praise. Teach them yes sir and no sir To the Man Upstairs. And teach them to wait. We'll see them soon. And oh, you too, brave Ariel You numberless, nameless heroes You brave darlings who ran towards the gunfire To shield those children from harm. No one, not a one Blames you for what happened. Because who else loved enough Was brave enough To be Ariel at Sandy Hook Elementary?
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