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Most Recent Posts A MAN CALLED JERRY LEWISPosted Jul-16-08 08:27:48 PDT A MAN CALLED JERRY LEWIS I’ve never met the man in person, Yet he’s truly changed my life. The MDA is where I turned. When torn with pain and strife. I was just a six month newlywed, When I had to tell my bride. I had this strange neuromuscular disease. The task just tore me up inside. Now I sit here in a wheelchair. That MDA has helped to pay. If we had to buy it all ourselves. We could’ve never found a way. But Jerry’s done more than just help buy chairs, Through my life he’s given me laughter. He also helps raise needed funds for research. So kids with MD have a happily ever after. Without the MDA and Jerry Lewis, I shudder to imagine. Were we’d be concerning research. Would there be a place that kids can camp in? This simple poetic letter for Jerry. Can truly never measure up. This man called Jerry devoted his life. So Muscular Dystrophy can’t tear us up. (Thank You Jerry Lewis!) Copyright ©2008 (Humanitarian Poet)
XENOPHOBIAPosted Jun-29-08 08:58:04 PDT XENOPHOBIA The title of this poem… This condition started many wars… This condition sometimes causes us… If only we would realize… We shouldn’t have the attitude… Copyright ©2007 (Humanitarian Poet)
Handing Down Life SentencesPosted Jun-27-08 18:00:57 PDT Handing Down Life Sentences No matter what befalls you, Love one another. Copyright ©2007 (Humanitarian Poet) A SMILEPosted Jun-27-08 17:56:13 PDT A Smile A smile has insurmountable power. Copyright ©2007 (Humanitarian Poet) Basic Training.Posted Jun-27-08 17:52:26 PDT BASIC TRAINING Some may call you worthless. Some may call you dumb. If you let yourself believe these words… It’s what you feel you have become. There are words inside yourself… Words that run much deeper. Imagine yourself as a gift… And know you are a keeper. Underneath the wrappers… What’s in the container? That’s what really counts. You’re the person and the trainer. Copyright ©2007 (Humanitarian Poet) |