It's always nice to be noticed
My poetry book "all I want" is in there along with other cool books.
It's always nice to be noticed
My poetry book "all I want" is in there along with other cool books.
3rd Annual Women Inspirational Poetry Contest.
Oneal Walters is accepting sponsors for hte 3rd Annual Women Inspirational Poetry Contest,
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Kimberly
Sometimes we find out the hard way...
On that day I decided to take things into my own hands
To find a get rich quick skeem seemed to be the plan
But things didn't turn out the way I had visioned
A shot to my body made by someone's instant decision…
to take my life.
I know that my reasoning for the robbery wasn't right
Didn't think that the decision made would take my life
Didn't think that I would be the one laying there motionless
Didn't think I would be in a position that would leave me helpless.
Hanging with the wrong crowd could've been why this took place
Didn't know that my life would end this way
So now how do I ever get a chance to change my mind
How about I paint a portrait of my forgiveness in the sky.
When we hear of children losing their lives we think we're invisible
Living like it will never be us will have us doing the unthinkable
I bet you wonder why I was out at that time of night anyway
God was getting ready to call me home is all I can say.
I know the tears fill the eyes of my family and friends
And I know the hurt and the pain has only began
I know that it'll be hard to open up your hearts and forgive
But God knew on that very day that it would be the last moment I live.
And as we know, things truly happen for a reason
And I know that my death to ya'll wasn't all that pleasing
And I know that the blame weigh heavy on your hearts
But maybe If I was standing in their shoes that shot may have not been that hard…
to take.
And me saying that, I know doesn't replace the fact that I'm gone
And no matter how I try to make it sound, my death will always seem so wrong
And we may say that there were other ways around this
But at that single moment, I found that…
God called me home to be with Him that day
He sent one of the most beautiful angels to come and carry me away
He left with you memories to enjoy
And gave me away to try and help every young girl and boy by…
Sending these words to say that life is really precious
And you don't have to die so that others learn a lesson
While you have the chance it's time to turn things around
And we need to stand up and put the guns down
And we need to learn to make better decisions
And watch who you hang with and don't let peer pressure have u wishing..
you would've made better choices.
Let these words as you read them be a positive voice that says,
God wants better for our lives and our parents love us more than that
Take your spare time and give that love back
And though my life is no longer, these words to you I give
Let my death be the reason that you live.
I'm out,
Qualynn Dabney
(Written by Leukemiona Daniels, 2010)
I sit along side the ground I was buried in
My arms wrapped around my legs and I'm wondering
How did I get here? So quick. So fast.
Is this the length of time my life was suppose to last?
I sit here wondering wut is dude thinking
Does he have a care in the world that in this ground my body sinked in.
Did he get caught yet or is he wondering free?
Is the picture of my body laying there helpless all that he see?
I sit bottom on my bunk in this cell
Angry that at such a young age, my life will forever be in jail.
Can't escape the eyes of the young man who's life I took
Pain buried in my heart as, at my life I look.
No way to apologize. No way for him to hear.
Well, if he's wondering. Behind these walls for my life I fear.
That moment I asked to be taken back to
That bullet I ask for it to reverse back thru...his body.
I wonder if he knew that, that day I shot me
Only I lived. No permanent wound but a dead life I'll live.
I sit mourning my child's death
I sit hating that his life has ended
I sit with hatred in my heart
I wish that boy's life in jail could be ended...
but I know that's not right.
For some reason he still has life
Maybe it's to save another
My heart goes out to that boy's mother.
I sit on the edge of my bed crying
My son is in jail while another mother's son is lying...6ft under
My mind wonders and I don't know wut to say
I know she's hurting and my words won't end the pain
But I would wrap my arms around her and say,
Though I cannot remove the pain that you feel
From one mother to another...I know God is real.
And for my son I send my condolences and apologies
Cause when you cry, I also weep. I'm so sorry.
(Written by Leukemiona Daniels, 2010)