Madness Deepens

“It Is Not Over Yet”

Today was a day when rain poured against shattered hearts

Breaking pieces like a drumroll, sinking droplets upon surrender

Thickening air against chest conpressions, loss of breath

Gasping for relief from this winding road, where footprints are lost

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Gathering the strength to be strong for the battle

Yet tears flood palms, black stained cheeks of sorrow

Screams fill the mind of weakened prosperity

This load to carry, being pulled down by gravity

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Now that the storm has passed, I look up

As night pushes up the day, I will take you by the hand

I will hold with all I have, here where we stand

I will not let you die, and be left there

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Where God knows where…..

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If I could, I would, wish it be me

To take it all away, to take this pain

Give it to my body – oh Lord – hear my plea

I will sacrifice myself for her to be free….

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Burden of shifting cells, ripping away the soul

Making the thoughts become uncertain

Shaken, taken, and left out to dry

Just don’t close the curtain

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Red velvet strands, dripping from incision

Tubes of filtered forgiveness, clotting memories

The great depression, lies upon whispering winds

The storm is here, pouring out clouds of confusion

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There will come a time,

When the storm brings it’s rainbow

Across your heart,

Bringing sunshine, from above

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On my knees, without a word from silent lips

But a loud scream, against my soul

Tears falling upon the floor, puddling

Then I saw you, there, a shining light

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Sigh no more, mother, cry not a tear

For God is there to make your dreams better than hopes

He has his arms around you, tightly

Sigh no more, mother, he will help you cope…

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– Madness Deepens

© 2013

“The Survivor” by Angela Cohan”

I am an immigrant

In life and at heart

Sometimes I feel like I don’t belong anywhere

I had to give up my home, my homeland

I had to move halfway across the world

to find peace, love and a new life

My children were born in the land of the free

and the home of the brave

I don’t want them to know war, violence and intolerance

Like all parents, I want the best for them

I have had to give up so much

But I also gained valuable lessons

At times I’ve found myself on the path of least resistance

Yet like so many others before me I am a survivor

Angela Cohan

Photo by VC Ferry

© 2010