Don’t tell me
I must be the same
same as you, not me.
Don’t tell me
my beating heart
doesn’t count.
Don’t tell me
my thoughts are just lies.
Don’t tell me
the tears I weep will never
bring back ones lost.
Don’t tell me this
I ask of you
I plead, I cry.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
I don’t care
if you’re white or black
whether you’ve seen the sacred cow
or
any of that
that
makes us different
in
thoughts and acts
we are still human beings
we are family
joined
it seems
to live life as best we can
making
full of love for all
all
of us
humans
and
other beings.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Heaven helps
heaven waits to save
comfort when you fall
when your heart sinks
and no one comes
even if you ask, you cry
you call.
Heaven stands strong
stands tall
reaching down, lifting up
saving you, giving
asking nothing back
nothing at all.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Hold them close
and
very tight
Feel your breath
breathe love
in the morning light
Let no soul travel
the path taken
all alone
No, never
never alone.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
After deep soul searching
Searching deep
Within
The depth of
Me
I found
Found I could be
The one
The one and only one
The only one of
Me.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Already heard
the answer
Made my decision
right or wrong
Will believe
in
that answer
Made clear
and
so profound.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Stranger than fiction
Stronger than life
Accepting all visions
Making no fight.
Believing in heaven
The devil and hell
Make no correction
It’ll turn out so well.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
I see the beauty
The magnificence
In all the land.
As I stand in awe of all
She reaches down
She touches me
She touches all.
She understands.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
They thought
I was crazy
they thought I was nuts
I heard laughter, jeering
silence
smirks that did suck.
From there I went forward
farther than most
believing in my worth
holding tight to that dream
I brought to fruition
this life
I hold close.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Working hard
But seem stuck in debris
Struggling, attempting
Fighting
To get free.
Is help on the way
Or
Am I by myself
Can I pull it off
Sit back, relax
Harbouring no doubt?
This I hope, I do pray
But as of now
I’m stuck
In
Disaster’s stinking muck.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
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