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Remember us, remember me, for we will go down in history as the victims of the worst catastrophe. You see Katrina, Katrina, couldn’t have been any meaner. The ravages of your force took its course while Mother Nature’s wrath formed her deadly path. Fear and despair was everywhere as the levees broke and people found themselves soaked in over 20 feet of deep toxic floodwaters. There was disorder in the French quarter.
Oh where in the world is my marine?I dream of him constantly.He was last seen attacking the enemy. My marine, my marine is part of a rough and ready team fighting for his country.
These proud marines are on the scene. They hit the beaches into trenches like creatures that land in the sand. Damn has anyone seen my man? Just the thought of his name drives me insane.I’m told he’s missing.I sure hope he’s listening.I’ve got fears and try to hold back my tears. If the fighting will only cease. Will there ever be peace in the Middle East?
Sexual offenders and predators should be castrated for their behavior.Sooner is better than later.They’re like slimy alligators.Maybe we’ll cut it off so they don’t walk or stalk.We’ve got to defeat these low-down creeps. Keep them off our streets. Stop them in their tracks so they never have a chance to come back.
This poem is dedicated to the Memory of Jessica Marie Lunsford – 9 years old
{October 6, 1995 – February 27, 2005}
Fight to change legislation – Jessica’s Law across the nation
(February 13, 2013 – Jessica’s Law shot down in Colorado once again. Colorado lawmakers say there’s no need to increase penalties for people who attack young children. What’s known as “Jessica’s Law” named after a Florida girl sexually assaulted and killed, won’t become law in the state. This bill has failed four times in Colorado. Democrats opposed it so much they sent it to the “kill committee.” Still, Jessica’s father Mark Lunsford, who traveled from Florida to Colorado begged lawmakers to pass the bill. “I kneeled down and I hugged her and I kissed her and told her I’d see her later said Lunsford. Mark Lunsford cried before Colorado lawmakers as he recounted his darkest hour.)
(June, 2006 Gov. Mark Sanford of So. Carolina signed bill for Jessie’s Law)
Jessica Marie Lunsford Foundation, Homosassa Springs, FL
Listen on youtube.com – “When You Come Home” (Jessie’s Song) by Tom Bradley
Listen on youtube.com – “Living for the Night” by Stravos Band
Listen on youtube.com – “A life taken too soon”
Listen on youtube.com – “When I Get Where I’m Going” by Brad Paisley
(See Adam Walsh Child Protection and Safety Act of 2006)
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JESSICA MARIE LUNSFORD FOUNDATION
(Missing and Exploited Children/HelpingChildren in Crisis)
Superman will never die.He will always fly through the sky with his cape waving high.Is it a bird we heard or was it a plane taking off over the rugged terrain?No, it’s Superman and everyone is a fan.He wears a disguise to hide his true identity, but we all know that it’s Clark Kent (Christopher Reeve) investigating a lead.For your information he’s no relation to the actor, George Reeves, who formerly played Superman on TV.
Superman is dressed in an armored suit and vest.The protector of a city he loves the best.His super x-ray eyes enable him to spy into the dangers that lie ahead.It is said that he’s not real for no man is made of steel.
America sends their fighting men and women to defend law and order in a foreign land.Our brave soldiers stand for freedom and democracy in every country.
The cost of war is shed by tears and heartache for the thousands of soldiers that have died and the ones who survived coming home permanently disabled and unable to continue their normal lives.
With over 8 million people living in the city there are slums where kids carry knives and guns.It’s a pity when you’re a teenager born into the slums of a city hanging around street corners and school yards with the mob. Everyone gets into gang fights.You’re constantly sticking up for your rights and want a better way of life.
You live in a run-down tenement surrounded by buildings that connect through a maze of alley ways. Children learn how to steal and cheat on the city streets.
I live on a beautiful estate in Chapel Hill where it is so peaceful.Beyond the walking trails are open green fields with beds of wildflowers and weeds rustling amongst towering trees that look down at me.The flower buds that blossom in early spring, the haze on a hot summer day, the fall when orange leaves come off the trees and finally old man winter comes around with white snow that covers the ground.This is how I will remember Chapel Hill a place that filled my heart straight from the start.Like the wings of a lark one day I shall depart whether I like it or not.
The rest of this piece is a touching story about a person’s drive to survive a deadly disease. As Francke recovered from Cancer she started to realize that life is one big surprise. Her whole world turned around. She found herself writing and rhyming. In time, Francke was living her passion and hopes one day it will become the fashion. She thanks God each day for life is precious in every way.
To live in a country that is free, this is what democracy means to you and me. The right to voice and express your opinion is an individual’s choice.Citizens can rally for or against a war while others are not too sure.
We pray for the soldiers that are buried in graves. The USA is where the red, white and blue flag waves.
We are the peacemakers paving the way for two Israeli and Palestinian states living in tranquility side by side one day.
Are you a boozer? Then you’re a loser. You guzzle down that drink and sink into a deep, deep sleep. Well, you’re nothing but a drunken punk who roams this earth like a jerk. You’ll be left out in the cold all by yourself growing old. So wake up schmuck because the next guy that is struck by your car won’t see the sunset.
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