Life Being Erased Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Solitude is confident and precious at the same time,
never causing any difficulties or injuries to stop
in between.

Levels of subconsciousness rising to the surface of
intellect, giving us reasoning of an interior con-
fiscation of liberty and freedom that can never be
taken from us.

Feeling the poverty of those souls who have no freedom,
their hopelessness, emptiness, despair and misplaced
faith in man instead of God.

Clearly being stated in certain cultures that have been
decimated, enslaved, tortured, murdered, maimed, life
for those many people has literally been erased from the
face of earth by those who practice and are evil to the
core of their beings.

Leaving nothing but a deep sensation of nothingness that
can never be erased from within them, it's a shame that
a handful of people can and are allowed to do this to another human being in this twenty first century.