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Sunday, December 6, 2009

Getting ready for Christmas

This season holds much sadness in my heart, we lost four of our finest, shot down in cold blood.
I think about what Christmas will be like for their families from this year on memories of lost loves, the pain of grieving returns with the season. There is always a death of someone close during the holidays it just seems to happen, but this was different these good people were shot down by a man crazed with hate for law and order. The fact they were white justified the hate; there seems to be a deep under current of hate from our fellow black people. I know this is only a few but their numbers seem to be growing, their young are being taught to hate and they know every hip hop song by heart but do not know the Constitution or why America is free and they are not proud to be Americans. God bless them, they do not understand they are blessed to be Americans. I know there are many conservative noble black men and women who are going against the tide of hate and struggle to be heard; they are out numbered by ignorance and hate. We must stand with them and do everything we can to change this evolutionary trend by being involved in our schools and communities and by making sure we are teaching patriotism and love of country. We are Americans first, not Nordic, White or Black Americans we are" AMERICANS" first, our race tells where we came from not where we are.
This will be a sad Christmas for so many; lets each one of us set a goal to help someone in need and to reach out to our neighbors no matter their race. No matter what your religion is the truths Christ taught are as relevant today as they were centuries ago,"Love one another" and may your God and mine Bless this nation. Make it a Merry Christmas season of sharing and love.

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Leaves of God Fall 2009

My seasons have flown by so fast
I can hardly remember the details of my budding
I bloomed far too early forced by natures call
The flower of my youth stolen
My spring lost

I could not hold my bloom
As fruit required all my time
That season of summer went so fast
Consumed by my fruit youth slipped away
Never to swing freely in the warm summers breeze
I held fast lest my fruit should fall

Hot summer days turn to chilly nights
My fruit now ripe hear falls call
They release to face their own unknown
I watch as they fall free
My branches lift from their weight
I stand-alone the crisp air begins to blow

Indian summer comes with new love
I bask in the crisp sun light
My beauty is seen and shared
With the bloom of crimson leaves
My golden years begin

Too soon, I see my skin begin to shrivel
Youths golden beauty slips into grey
My hold on the tree of life seems futile
The frost of winter comes so fast
I hold tight lest I fall

So many leaves are falling
I watch as they let go one by one
My winter is here my time has come
The cold ground awaits my fall

The snows of winter cover my memory
Yet the family tree still stands
Spring will come
New leaves will unfold
The seasons of life begins again

Edmonds Ferry to Kingston

Edmonds Ferry to Kingston