child – Poets Afterthought

2017, Children, Death, family, poem, Poetic, Poetry

Quit Saying…

Posted on 17 Jun 201717 Jun 2017 by poeticjourney

Quit saying
Not my child
Not my child
Too many children dying young
We need start doing our jobs to protect them
We have to stop forgetting where the parents and not they friends
We have forgotten the value of life
We’re killing our young generation
Poison they mind
They have turned to social media
For attention…
We have stopped caring till it’s too late
Not my child
Not my child
I’m sick and tired of seen missing children
When are we going to start making time for different things
And focus on our children…
First thing to come out your mouth is
Not my child
Not my child
Stop it
And watch what’s going on
Going on

6/17/17

By: PJ
P.S this poem truly touches me deeply. After learning young girl lost her life. Missing child, devasted mom, town coming together as one. Praying for a safe return, having our hearts broken when her body is turned up. We got to do better without kids. Keep an eye on them and who we bring around them. Too many have gone missing and not return, are to return in a body bag. What the hell going on with the world harming children.

2013, AWARENESS, Death, God, Health, poem, Poetry, Sickle Cell Anemia

Fallen Fighter ( sickle cell)

Posted on 6 Sep 201330 Sep 2013 by poeticjourney

I just receive news you have pass away
I know we havent talk are seen each other in awhile
I use to hear how good you were doing
My heart aches
You have left a beautiful child and hubby behind
My heart is aching
You fought a good fight
I pray you rest in paradise
Only God knows our pain
Im thinking why, but i know he needed
You more.
Heartbreaking news
Hits so close to home
My tears want let me stay strong,

9/6/13
PJ

Dedicated to sickle cell fighter who has pass away. Sickle Cell Awareness month started five days ago.

I can’t finish poem just yet, bare with me while I get my head and heart together. God Bless Each And Everyone Of You!

AWARENESS, Death, prayer, Sickle Cell Anemia

Day 2, Living With Sickle Cell Anemia

Posted on 21 Dec 2012 by poeticjourney

Hello Everyone,

I actually got my transfusion late lastnight, I was surprise my blood pop up that fast to be honest. My doctor and nurses was surprise as well. I haven’t heard from my doctor today, waiting to hear from him, so I can know when I get to go home. They move me to the second floor, and I’m so not happy about it. 😦 I like been on the bottom floor to be honest. The nurses don’t take as long to get to you. I had to get some x-rays done, was suppose to get them done lastnight before I got my transfusion, but lets just say I fell asleep twice and they was no show. So we move on to the blood and got it started. I have to get meds before I can get blood. I had some great nurses lastnight and this morning, and now I have new nurses and I don’t know how I feel about it all since Im not on the floor I have come use to. I have a feeling I be home before Christmas. I’m still in some pain, I hope to be feeling no pain, real soon. I hope to enjoy my little break from school while on it recovering. Thanks for all the prayers and comments, truly means a lot to me. I don’t know whats going on with my phone, I been trying to post from my phone and can’t do it. I actually receive some more heartbreaking news while in the hospital. My family have lost anther love one, its sad to hear someone lose another child, but I know they in a better place. Please do keep them in your prayers over the holidays. God Bless 🙂

Heartbreaking Story

Heartbreaking Story…..

Posted on 20 Sep 201220 Sep 2012 by poeticjourney

Today was long day and very heartbreaking as well. I havent posted about the little one’s in my life lately. They are well, little lady is in school and she loves it… Little man is in the process of taking speech rehab. His two but doesn’t talk very well. As we was waiting for little man to come from the back, a woman came in with her beautiful grandson. Her story truly broke my heart. I was in shock. The little boy is three years old, but with 6 month of mind. She was telling us how his birth mother drop him on his head when he was two weeks old and didn’t tell anyone that it happen. I was so shock I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Then he had fallen again when he was 6 months old from the bed. All I could think about is how this poor child been through so much and he has a lot to live for.

I may not want kids of my own, but I don’t believe in hurting a child. I have two beautiful loves in my life and they are a handful. So many people can’t have kids and would love to have them. So many that can have kids and don’t really want them. How can you find ways to harm BLESSINGS from GOD…I’ll just end it here, because it breaks my heart to speak on the matter.

God, poem, Poetry

Hold My Hands

Posted on 27 Aug 201227 Aug 2012 by poeticjourney

Just take my hand

and follow me

CHILD!

Don’t worry, Everything

going be alright,

Just grab hold of my hands

and follow my voice

I’ve never left you

When you looked down and

saw one set of footprints

I was carrying you.

So dry your face & dust yourself

off and follow me

All I’m asking is you to

BELIEVE!

JUST BELIEVE

TAKE MY HAND

CHILD

8/26/12

~PJ~

No matter what you going through, God Is always there, I hope this touch someone heart as much as it touch mine! God Bless & Enjoy!

Actually had some help with the title, make sure to check out my brother blog if you haven’t check him out yet, his on my blogroll. (David)

family, poem, Poetry, Prayers

Prayers

Posted on 13 Apr 201214 Apr 2012 by poeticjourney

This is for the one’s in need.

The heartbroken mothers worrying

about their child.

Already lost one, to a serious illness

Praying for different outcome with

the only one living

It could be your family.

If we pray together we can

make a difference.

Lets bow our heads

in prayer

3/14/12

PoeticJourney

I actually wrote the poem before I get sick, I was actually in Wal-Mart handling business and women working there came up looking upset and worry and was telling her coworker the news, truly broke my heart. She was near tears then. God Bless Each & Everyone Of You All! 🙂

Faith, family, God, poem, Poetry

Confuse Heart

Posted on 28 Jan 2012 by poeticjourney

CONFUSE HEART
A CHILDS PAIN
MOTHER WALKING OUT
TO NEVER SEE THERE
CHILD AGAIN..
A SINGLE MOTHER
HOLDING IT DOWN…
WITH HATERS ON HER
BACK..
THE DEVIL TALKING
IN ONE EAR…
CONFUSE HEART
QUESTIONING HER,
IF SHE DOING THE
RI THING
A YOUNG MAN
IN PAIN..
SHOULDA, COULDA, WOULDA..
IN HIS EAR…
SOMEONE’S DYING
WITHOUT LOVE ONE’S
AROUND THEM TO
SAY I LOVE YOU
AND SEE YOU AGAIN…
CONFUSE HEART…
A BITTERLESS SCORN
WOMAN FIGHTING
A LOSING BATTLE
A YOUNG COUPLE
SAYING I DO,
FOR THE FIRST AND
LAST TIME..
AND DIES THE SAME NITE..
THEY SAYING THE LEFT
US TO SOON…
PARENTS FALLEN APART
CAUSE THERE BABY GONE
SOMEONE HAVING A CHILD IN THE NAME
OF LOVE
A MAN OF GOD
PREACHING THE WORD…
HIS SON RUNNING..
FROM THE COPS, CAUSE
HE WAS RIGHT AND THEY
WAS WRONG…
THE MAN OF GOD
CRYING OUT HIS COMING..
THE YOUNG MAN DOWN ON
THE GROUND WITH 4 BULLETS
IN HIM…
A BABY WATCHING THIS
DADDY NO!
MOM IS BREAKING DOWN”
IN TEARS..
SOMEONE RUNNING TO THERE SIDE…
THE MAN OF GOD
PRAYING…
TEARS OF PAIN..
HE KNOWS HE LOST
SOMEONE HE LOVE..
CONFUSE HEART…
SOMEONE IN THE STREET
RUNNING TO THE CHURCH…
TO LET HIM KNOW..
THE BITTER WOMAN DYING ON HER
DEATH BED ALONE..
PRAYING TO GOD..
THE MAN OF GOD
TAKING THE NEWS AND STAYING
STRONG FOR THE CHURCH
AND HIS FAMILY
THE WIFE BREAKING DOWN..
SCREAMING MY BABY
SO MUCH PAIN
THE YOUNG MAN DEAD FR TELLING
THEM HE WASNT THE MAN
THEY WAS LOOKING FOR..
DIED FOR ANOTHER MAN CRIME,
HE GET TO LIVE ANOTHER DAY..
HE WAS RUNNING CAUSE HIS BABY
IS DYING…
THE DRUG STORE CLOSE IN 5 MINS…
SO MUCH PAIN
DO YOU FEEL IT?
THE MAN OF GOD
GOING HOME TO PRAY…
FOR:
THE CHILD WHO JUST WATCH
THERE MOTHER WALK OUT,
THE MOTHER WHO DOING IT ALONE,
THE CONFUSE HEART,
THE YOUNG MAN IN PAIN
THE DYING BITTER WOMAN,
THE YOUNG COUPLES PARENTS…
CONFUSE HEART…
HIS PRAYING
FOR EVERYONE PAIN BUT HIS…
HIS FAITH IN GOD
LEADS HIM TO KNOW
SON IM HERE…
WHEN YOU SAW
ONE SET OF FOOTPRINTS
I WAS CARRYING YOU..
CONFUSE HEART
LEARNING TO PUT THERE FAITH
AND TRUST IN GOD..

4/13/09

PoeticJourney

Wrote this poem a few years ago as you can see, but don’t believe I’ll keep the title I have down for it. If something jump out at you for the title do let me know. Do enjoy and God Bless 🙂

family, Friends, poem, Poetry

Amber Alert

Posted on 9 Dec 201110 Dec 2011 by poeticjourney

Let me apologize ahead of time before you read the poem. I’m not finish with it, my emotions got the best of me. I’m willingly to hear the good and the bad. It still a working process…

Amber Alert

Wake up!

I’m screaming

Wake up!

And hear me, I’m crying out

It could be your child or love ones

Please wake up

~AMBER ALERT~

My child is missing

Have you seen my baby

OMG!

~AMBER ALERT~

Let’s shake someone to wake them

And get information

My soul

Is hurting

My baby

Is missing

~AMBER ALERT~

Please tell me something new

I need to hear something good

~Amber Amber Amber~

~Alert~

Down on my knees

I’m crying out

Where is my baby?

Please

Turn the television on

Make sure to take heed

Mother begging for her baby

Please wake the hell up

~AMBER ALERT~

She was right here

I turn around for a second

Then she was gone

All I have to remember is her

Cries

~AMBER ALERT~

Turn your cell phones on and check your

~AMBER ALERTS~

Somebody child is missing

We got to wake up

~AMBER ALERT~

Call if you know anything

Please reach out

And touch them

7/16/10

PoeticJourney

Seems every time I decide to watch the news I’m hearing about someone child is missing. The poem is dedicated for any parents, guardian who is in need or has been put in that position. My heart goes out to each and every one of them. You never know when you maybe in their shoes so take heed and lend a hand.

God, poem, Poetry