Friday, May 27, 2016

"Same Kind of Different as Me"

"Same Kind of Different as Me"

I read it two times, both about the same
The heart wrenching and heart touching
Twisting of fates in unknown lethal games.
"Apocalyptic" for Deborah's tortured need
To live and grow and let her Heart's love
Plant yellow flowers and spread seeds.
Then the "wisdom" from an old TI
That blamed God for the dark,
Which also twitched his sorry eye
Where microwaves hit their mark.
God, help them until they know
The targetings they ALL sustained.
A lethal darkness hurt that show
And is all that can be rightly blamed.
The God of pure Love and Light
Does not inflict illness and pain.
I hope everyone finds the Truth
Until freedom has been regained.

   This poem was inspired by the book, "Same Kind of Different as Me," which is a great true story that can touch the heart in ways that can make the reader laugh and cry and gain appreciation for those rare gems in our world - the ones who value heart above money and can care and give unconditionally. When I read it a felt, behind the scenes, another satanic microwave targeting and cruel torturing of the good - of Deborah.