Once Upon A Time Poem by Janice M Pickett

Once Upon A Time



I was born surrounded by demons
I still remember the recurring nightmare
The witch in black robes appearing to me nightly
a long pointed dagger in each hand
laughter rocking her body as she hovered over me
laughing with delight at my screams



As time went by the vision became more real
with violence between my parents sky rocketing
My timid Mother always the victim

always in tears



My vindictive Grand Mother who lived with us
out to cause trouble by her nightly stories to her son
The inevitable fight
shrinking Mum to nothingness
in the corner

My sister six years old and myself eight years old
not sure where to go or where to hide
or who to support
In our young minds they needed our support
we had to try and bring calm and peace
that was our job

As the years past and the obvious divorce took place
my demons became attached to creating disaster
for me instead
My journey filled with tragedy
My first precious child poisoned by my mother in law
who fed him caustic soda instead of water to drink

My country that I loved destroyed and taken over
by tirant rule
Murders happening everywhere
My life hung on a string many times

forcing me to flee with a twenty four hour

deportation notice a reprise from obvious

assasination



But I found two angels

in the form of highly spiritual ladies




They walked into my room in a hospital
asked if I had been born again
I said 'what is that' and they told me
I wanted that so much so agreed to let them
perform their magic
I was due for an epidural in my spine
that day



The ladies linked hands over me
and began muttering in some strang language
my body began to feel strange
I felt a fire inside me
suddenly I started laughing and crying all at once
I couldn't stop.
I felt better
no longer sick.

The Doctors came running in

they checked me over and all

the problems had vanished
There was nothing wrong with me
I had been miraculously cured

and they sent me home



From that day

I became the person I am today

A teacher

A healer

A believer in the power within



I did see angels on the wind
Bathing in the light of a blood red sunrise

They shared their glory with me



and it was wonderful



My life was transformed from a soul trapped

into a soul transported to a place of light
Instead of fighting with the demons

hiding in the dark
Forever taunting me with nightmares

of my past



Today I see no demons

Only beauty and souls crying out

for the love and miracle I found

I have made it my love and life

to help them find what I found



For all should see angels on the wind
Bathing in the light of a blood red sunrise
Instead of demons hiding in the dark
Forever taunting them with nightmares

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Janice M Pickett

Janice M Pickett

Middlesex England
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