Ruth warren Poems

If I could take all the pain, from
every child in the world as my own,
in a heartbeat, I would. If I could
cry their tears, or wipe their eyes,
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Tired of the waiting, tired of the pain,
tired of trying to love again. The waiting
is over, my heart condemned, the
sign reads 'CLOSED, never to let another
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No one's ever believed in me,
thus it's torn my world apart;
words have crushed my self-esteem,
and broke my tender heart.
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She listens to the voice,
as it whispers in her ear;
'I can hear them coming closer,
their footsteps are drawing near'.
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I dreamt a dream,
that I opened a door;
I stepped outside,
to the splendor, so pure.
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This pain in my heart is killing me,
slowly every day;
how does one say goodbye to her husband,
and simply walk away?
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In the distance is the sound of rolling thunder,

A sound that makes you look for something to hide under.
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Trodding slowly along these streets,
looking down at the lost souls below my feet.
Begging for food in a country so free,
homeless and hungry, so sad they look at me.
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Her little body shakes as she hears the
screaming voice, this isn't the life of her
choice. Her tears fall down upon her
worried heart, the prayers she does pray,
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I give you my heart, mind, body and soul
I give you love, for you to make me whole
I give you this promise, the promise to try
I give you each breath and the tears i cry
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