whose Child . . .

One day i was riding down the street. I observed a young boy out in the yard playing Baseball joyfully by him self. My mind and my spirit went to the absolute Joy of his "BE"ing. I then pondered why are some children's paths so different from others . . . . and thus, this short Poem came about . . .

one child playing baseball
another child doing drugs
what lies betwixt the two
was simply a few more hugs ?

both were told "I LOVE you"
but they were only words
One Child was show the meaning
to the words the other never heard

(c) 2009 : William S. Peters, Sr.



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Bonus : Help Lizzy . . .

~Help Lizzy~mp3~

Help Lizzy


the Cabs were busy
and there was a girl named Lizzy
looking for a free ride
walking the streets
looking for treats
for her best friend, her mother had died

she was lost and alone
a runaway from home
and a Father she never knew
she did not understand
just what was God’s plan
neither do i, do you ?

she had lost all her hope
she was now doing dope
doing tricks to feed her vice
sometimes she would cry
and just wish she could die
yet she bore her cross like Christ

she was only fourteen
with no shoulder to lean
no Mother nor Father nor Friend
if you should see her about
be a caring soul and reach out
and bring Lizzy’s story to an end.

~Help Lizzy~mp3~

(c) June 2009 : William S. Peters, Sr.

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