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STORM ON THE HORIZN

It’s happening right now Discrimination in the

work force

LIFE BIVOUAC

Words from the heart spoken are never a lie

choose your words carefully and let them fly

Kind words are spoken with love my oh my

Cruel and harsh words what a shame to die

on your lips are poisons dart stinks like a fat

Pass on a good word if you have a pure heart

Love your enemies was it not written at that?

The heart reveals one true colour where it is at

So today begin your day its just plain facts

That the love you give has not been wasted on Jack

To be redeemed yes all through your life’s bivouac

Kenvil Atkins Lewis poet. Timeless Poetry Series / Raw Energy

STORM ON THE HORIZON I brought her into this world with love a father’s pride School her with the facts of life till she comes to your door You saw in her a power to overcome and now the war has begun She lived a life of pristine honesty yet you question her integrity Have you no shame for what you have done to an innocent worker In accumulating wealth you spew out lies who then is safe with you I groomed her to be the best you saw that she failed the test She is different, yes I know and that’s why people love her so With all her heart she toils for you with all your might you recruit her She raised your business standards the patrons all know well Placing her in your confidence you plot to destroy her life with lies The things you said about her are a load of hogwash where is your pride Daily she laboured at your store having no life at home but yours Promoting her a position of trust she was custodian of your money Yet she never touched a penny although exposure to her was plenty Who gave you the right to destroy my precious little Annie I would not want to work for Cabela’s from what I heard it troubles Falling Mist Poetry Vol 9 of Kenvil Timeless poetry Strength & Vigilance Raw energy

GRANDFATHER BILL ATKINS