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Relationships We Make.

29 Sunday Sep 2019

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We spend our lives connecting

With people we don’t know.

With some, we hold on to;

With others, we let go.

 

Is there a hidden reason

For the choices we make?

Some bring us joy and laughter,

While others bring heartache.

 

There are times we get lucky

And a person comes along,

Who can teach our soul

To create a new song.

 

Someone who accepts us

As we really are,

And gives us the courage

To reach for a star.

 

Yet, there are those who use us,

Then toss us to the side,

After they enslave us 

And rip away our pride.

 

How can we choose more wisely

The people we let in,

So we don’t end up crying,

For “what might have been?”

Yu/stan/kema.

 

Seeking Asylum In The USA. (Part Two.)

26 Thursday Sep 2019

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Shattered, she walked across the desert sand.

All she wanted was a safe place to land.

She had her child beside her

And she prayed they would endure

The violence they encountered

And the screams they had heard.

 

She kept her child protected,

Who had never been neglected.

She held her daughter deep within her heart.

They had never been apart.

They were seeking  food to eat

In the midst of summer’s heat.

 

She saw a line of migrants ahead

And followed them and put her child to bed.

She sat and talked with them by the fire.

They all shared a dream and the desire,

To find a land where they could all live free

And have a wondrous destiny.

 

She walked until her shoes

Left blisters and a bruise, 

But it was worth what it took

To climb the hill and look.

She saw the USA in the morning light

And said, “we’re going to be alright.”

 

She went to the guard at the border’s gate.

She and her child had to stand and wait.

Someone came and took her child away.

They told her she could see her in a day.

She held her fears deep within her breast

And hoped, for her daughter, what was  best.

 

A year went by and still

The news made her ill.

Her daughter in a cage

Brought forth a mother’s rage.

The “great” USA

Is filled with decay.

Yu/stan/kema

 

 

Seeking Asylum In The USA. (Part One.)

25 Wednesday Sep 2019

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These are difficult times we live in. Climate changes are disrupting our lives in ways we never anticipated. The hurricanes and the tornadoes are stronger and more intense. The floods more numerous all over the country. Homes are being destroyed, lives broken with the losses, and some have died. Temperatures are rising in the oceans and on land. Animals, birds, and insects are decreasing in number. In some parts of the world, the weather is already effecting the production of food, and water is scarce. People are on the move in order to help their families survive.

Wars are being fought because of greed and power. Corruption is rampant, even here in the United States. Terrorists and internal rival gangs are shooting people, threatening the lives of children outside our borders, and mass shootings are occurring at an unacceptable rate in our country. People leave if their children are in danger. They are looking for shelter, food, water, and safety for their families. Something we would do if we were trying to save our family members.

In America, we can choose to ignore migrants, threaten to hurt them or their children if they don’t leave, punish them by taking away their children, hold them in wire cages like animals and withhold resources, or we can treat them with the dignity and respect most of them deserve. At the very least, we can treat them with kindness and help if we can. Children do not deserve being treated like political pawns. They do not deserve to have bombs dropped on them, or to be torn from the arms of their mothers. Traumatizing them  by moving them away for long periods of time does nothing but handicap them for the rest of their lives emotionally. They are innocent and they are being punished which is wrong. There is no justification for it. A long time ago I heard a history teacher say, “What sets apart a civilized country from one that is not, is how the vulnerable are protected and cared for. “(This post comes in two parts. Part two will follow.)

Yu/stan/kema

” ‘Tis The Last Rose Of Summer,” by Thomas Moore.

21 Saturday Sep 2019

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” The following poem written by Thomas Moore, ‘Tis The Last Rose Of Summer, is a sad poem but it resonates deep in me as I grow older. It is a poem of death,loss, and what is valuable in this life.

When we reach a certain age, we begin noticing in the obituaries, people we once interacted with and had relationships with. With the death of each person, we feel a sense of loss. A part of our life falls away like roses losing their petals in the Fall. It is only inevitable that we start asking ourselves if life is still worth living without friends and family we love. This question is also reflected in Thomas Moore’s poem.”            Yu/stan/kema

‘TIS THE LAST ROSE OF SUMMER

“Tis the last rose of summer

Left blooming alone,

All her lovely companions

Are faded and gone;

No flower of her kindred,

No rosebud, is nigh,

To reflect back her blushes,

To give sigh for sigh.

 

I’ll not leave thee, thou lone one,

To pine on the stem;

Since the lovely are sleeping,

Go sleep thou with them.

Thus kindly I scatter,

Thy leaves o’er the bed,

Where thy mates of the garden

Lie scentless and dead.

 

So soon may I follow

When friendships decay,

And from Love’s shinning circle

The gems drop away!

When the hearts lie wither’d,

And fond ones are flown,

Oh! who would inhabit

This bleak world alone?

THOMAS MOORE

Building Defenses.

05 Thursday Sep 2019

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” One of the hardest things to accomplish is learning new ways to cope with trauma that is re-triggered from past trauma. Our thoughts and emotions are often in conflict with each other. Our values often play a part in our struggle to create new pathways in handling old pain. We are torn by love and hurt, forgiveness and resentment, pleasing others or being compassionate with our internal selves. Do we build walls or do we risk being open? This “art of living” is indeed a tough skill to master. The following poem, I wrote three years ago, reflects this.” Yu/stan/kema

REFLECTIONS OF A MINDFUL HEART AND SOUL

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Old familiar faces rise up

Like ghosts from the past

To rattle my defenses

In an effort to get

My complete attention.

Time has given me

A different perspective

On pain that lasted,

It seemed like forever,

In the center of my heart.

I am still empty in places

Where love once grew,

And trust is hard to find

In the corners of my

once shattered mind.

Time has given me

The courage I need,

To heal from these tears,

And not repeat old ways

Of acting and feeling.

Lessons I have learned

From  the scars I wear,

Keep me on my path,

And help me create

Walls to keep you out.

Yu/stan/kema

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