Aug. 18, 2011


by Oscar Jemal McLeod (author's profile)


Gray in the face and with life
fading from the corners of his eyes
He contemplates:
I am broken,
though I still remain whole.
Yes, time may cure some things
but with prayer as my Doctor and faith
as my medication,
then it's true, only God can
cure all things...


Sometimes, we can love
someone so much, then at the
end of the day, we allow them
to pass based on empty circumstances;
Then we spend the best of our
lives regretting our very own foolish

Once in a lifetime.

The One Less Spoken
July 2011

For you have eradicated my will to speak,
you have even stolen my desire to write;
for, oh Love
you are the sanity of my peaceful thoughts
and the beauty of my dreams,
you are, oh Love
my chance to scale the stone walls of my
captivity, my opportunity to experience beyond
Yes, oh Love
when God wanted the eyes of man
to look upon the benevolence of heaven
You, me, He gave...

August 06, 2011
The One Less Spoken

Into the window of a world that appears so out of order, I find myself with blind eyes. Peering, longing to find my place. For this world offers only two choices: sink or sail. And for the last 17 years, I have left my footprints in the bottom of the barren sea. So I opt to sail. Given my first opportunity...



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