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* Different Faces *
By Joyce E. O’Neal
Posted on 1/12/02
Posted
at her site ‘HanoverStreet’
* Different Faces *
I've met so many different faces
While walking my wandering way
Each one in fact, left a lasting impact
And they all had so much to say…
I met the face of angry Brutality
On a dark and innocent path
Knowing
ten bloody years, of fearful tears
Before escaping his aftermath…
I met the conquering face of Triumph
On a timeless road of tranquil trees
Where Compassion's hum, helped me overcome
And lifted me up from my knees…
Then
I walked on, till one dismal dawn
When I met Death's foreboding face
He presented me with such misery
Stealing
my mother's life and grace…
Finally, I met the face of true Love
On a small town street in early spring
He enveloped me, unconditionally
My voice, my heart, my everything…
And now that I'm near the end
of my trail
I have come to meet the face of Pride
And I think his gifts were the best by far
"Respect and Dignity
are yours," he sighed…
Joyce O'Neal ©2000
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