Patricia Kelley Poems

She sits on her bed shaking trying to remember her last fix.
Her veins burning as kindling sticks,
Trying to setup a quick fix!
The clock ticks.
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Like a blue eyed Angel in the sky.
My voice will rise.
I’ll sing.
Healing broken wings,
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Have faith my friend.
God’s eye is on the sparrow.
You don’t need to worry about today or tomorrow.
Listen to His word.
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I’m Oklahoma proud!
I just want to shout it out real loud.
Oklahomans are a breed of their own.
They’re the good ole country folks that will come together to save their town.
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She sits on the park-bench, cold and hungry feeling judged by those that walk pass her.
Her life hasn't been fair.
She's use to being treated unfair.
She doesn't feel like anyone cares.
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I will really never know how many martyrs gave up the ghost.
Of being beheaded or tortured by wild animals to became a fire’s roast.
Yes, they were burnt alive hanging upside down from trees.
Or crucified upon a cross as our Lord and Savior,
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Polycarp was his name.
He lived a life without shame.
He was tossed into the stadium.
His only offense was confessing to be a Christian.
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My friend you can’t go to sleep on me now.
Let me take you to the show.
Back to the important glimpses of your life,
Let’s forget a moment about all the strife.
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He died crucified on the cross.
Nails driven through His torn flesh,
Taking a hard thresh.
Giving his life for you and me,
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From Heavenly eyes' looking down from above,
Searching; flying around with the eyes of a dove.
Searching; moving around the heart with a magnifying glass.
As a hungry bird searching for a lost fallen seed dropped in thick grass.
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