Showing posts with label MNJ's Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label MNJ's Poems. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

I Gave You...

I gave you My heart.
I gave you My love.
I gave you joy
I gave peace.
I gave you contentment.
I gave you food.
I gave you clothing.
I gave you water.
I gave you My Father.
I gave you shelter My child.
I forgave you much more than 70 x 7.
Can you say as much?!
But......
I gave YOU MY LIFE, My child.
What do you give Me, My child?
You spend no time with me.
You do not put forth your best effort.
I blessed you.
I gave you all that you need My child!
You envy others.
You gave me SIN!
MNJ
Note: I felt as if Jesus was talking to me when I finished this poem. I envy others, I don't spend as much time as I should, I don't forgive as Jesus did me. 70 x 7? WOW! Multiply that up. And you will be surprised. I sure was! Jesus blessed us. Let us be thankful for what Jesus had given us!

Friday, January 29, 2010

My Heart

Blood drips from
my mouth.
My sides heave for
air. My ears strain
to hear what is going
on. My heart aches
from the pain.
Oh no! Mother is
here again! My blood
starts to race
through my veins.
My heart is pounding.
"Escape! Run!" My mind shouts
"Bam!" My head hits the
counter. "Whack!" My
body crumples to the
floor. "Wham!"
Mother kicks me again and again.
"Crash!" I feel Mother
throw a plate at me.
Pain sears through me
as it hits me.
Suddenly Sally
starts to cry. I find
my chance to run.
My heart races.
Blood is pouring down
my chin.
My sides heave heavily
for air.
Where oh where can
I go? Where is Dad
when I need him most?
Mother comes back
to finish me off.
My blood runs cold.
I scramble to
my feet and try to
run.
"Get your ### over here
you #######!" she
shouts.
She comes after me.
My legs are getting tired.
Mother is catching up!
Finally I collapse about
2 miles from the House.
Mother comes and slaps
me. She picks me up
and carries me home.
She sets me on a stool.
"You must be very thirsty.
After such a long run that is!"
She fills a cup from the
toilet and pours it down my
throat.
I fall off the stool.
I gasp for air.
Mother laughs and throws me around.
I try to scream
But not a sound was made.
My blood runs cold as Mother
screams in my face.
As Mother screams.
I started to fade
away. I could feel Mother
pick me up and shake me.
My head jerks forward.
My bones throb.
My blood turns colder and colder.
My heart is barely moving.
I fade deeper and deeper
into darkness.
Oh please! I
don't want to die!
Who will protect
Max? Or Sally?
Please oh please!
Help me!
Mother puts me
down and kicks me.
I jerk forward and
fall limp on the floor.
My breathing shallows.
"Goodbye Sally and Max."
My mind says
An Angel comes to take me.
I look sadly at my House.
I see my limp body crumpled
on the floor. Never to suffer again.
So Goodbye.
Goodbye Forever.
MNJ
Note: This poem is dedicated to my brother and sister whom died at age 4 and 1. Children are still dying from abuse. That is why we want YOU to help.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Pain

Pain
Pain is what
I feel. I want
so much not to
cry and scream.
I want to just
cry on a strong
supportive shoulder
I want to curl up
in My Father's
lap and cry,cry,cry!
I can see and
hear demons.
I try to tell
others but
they tell me
"Oh, you are just
a litttle girl with
such a good imagination!"
"No little girl can see that!"
"I don't believe you!"
I want to scream
"But I can!
Really! I can!
I am not a little
girl with such
a good imagination!
I can really see and
hear them!"
But still they
don't be believe
me. More pain
shoots through
me. One after
another. I want to
scream "Cheater!Liar!Stealer!
Faker! Sneaker!"
Pain,pain,pain!
I feel like I am
carrying 500 tons
of pain on my shoulders.
I want to shake free!
I feel like a
trapped animal
yearning for
freedom.
I want to be like
the gracful,fearless
wild horse whom
stomps his enemies
under his great and
powerful hoofs
God hath given him.
Then races away like
the wind. I want
to be like the
graceful deer
whom gracefully
bounds away
from danger.
I see the
Prince of Darkness
I hear him....but....
he has NO control
over ME!
I also see
and hear the Prince
of Peace.
His voice is softer then
the babies skin.
Sweeter then honey.
But firm.
With Him I Am
the gracful, fearless
wild horse whom stomps
his enemies under his
great and powerful
hoofs and races
away,I am
like the
graceful deer
whom gracefully
bounds away
from danger.
I am Free!
Pain?
Ha!
Jesus?
Yeah!
WHOOO HOOO!
Jesus WILL
conquer Death!
I am....
....Free....Of....
....Pain!
MNJ
Note: No more Pain! No more sickness of ANY kind! Just believe Jesus WILL heal you and cast those unwelcoming Demons OUT! Be Free! But you have to believe Jesus WILL heal you!