jackie compton Poems

The greatest gift that one can give another.
Is a simple act of kindness.
It comes from the heart with no strings attached.
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How old is to old?
How young is to young?
For Death knowns no number
Death knows no age.
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God bless the children.
While they slumber in deep sleep.
For these are the days of trying times.
These are the day we should get down upon our knees.
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I turn away from it all like a blind man.
I stood in the rain for hours.
Watching and counting the raindrop as they felled.
A thousand or more felt down.
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A lie is like any other seed.
To grow.
It must be planted in the fertile mind of the weak.
It must be nurses with a false compassion.
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So this is the time that we no not.
What do we say?
To those that are punished unjustly.
The wheels of just turn lose but they do turn.
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Once I thought it was just my imagination.
I hear them moaning in the night.
I see them in my sleep.
Ghost in the Attic of my mind.
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Let us start practicing what we preach.
Not because we need to remember what we said.
Because we truly need to mean it.
Let the goodwill toward all mankind.
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Don't fill bad when you look at me.
Because I have one arm and you have two.
I am still the same.
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Look at you why should I care.
If you have a hard time making ends meet.
Why should I care if you child does not have shoes on there feet?
Why should I care if you sleep under the street lights?
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