| Can anyone hear?
Does anyone know that I am alone, aching with knowledge that has buried me in a hole too deep to climb out? What strength of character does this undertaking require? Am I the soul meant to do this daring task that hammers me ever deeper inside a hollow of pain? Am I the keeper of the flame, alone, as the eagle flies, as the solitary candle that sputtered out because no one cared to keep it lit? When does it all fade away... the hurts, the slights, the useless fights that forever abound. Where does the soul go before it has been released? Is it locked like I am inside a pain filled burrow carved deep into a lonely essence? Are we ever meant to meet? I want to withdraw yet am too drawn; deeper, ever deeper though never in total error for it captures then releases the pain felt more than one should know. And always I am in prayer for peace and forgiveness for us all. Can anyone hear me? Does anyone know? I am crying, though no one sees, because we let it all go. � 2005 Sandra Elisabeth Johnson |
| Caged
In today�s world it is really sad to see how elderly in nursing homes or wards of palative care are treated with such unforgivable apathy by their families who vehemently profess to bear burdens of ridiculously worded restrictions that keep them away from their loved ones there. It is today�s society that upholds the notions that one�s life cannot be full without the fuel of too much work, food and entertainment potions that shorten time until one becomes a mule working tiredly, day in day out, for a minimum wage, from bosses who, ironically, treat them equally cruel. Sadly, in today�s era it has become all the rage to lock our elderly away, without dignity, in an uncaring cage. � Sept 21, 2005 Sandra Elisabeth Johnson |
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