Voices Break Silence.

Whispering. Roaring. Unwavering.

Poetry

On Drafting Women for War – Words for Our Christian Brothers

Not our daughters and sisters and mothers, you say, No woman should be forced to fight How I agree, no woman should Oh, but the war has come The war

Poetry

God gave me life He gave me a voice God gave me a purpose To live for Him Have you lost your voice? I did… Did the man called to

Poetry

Father…I remember when The little girl called out to you She was sad Missing her mother You heard her And dried her tears Father…I remember when The little girl grew

Poetry

In this world God’s people Will have suffering God will give us grace to… Endure…patiently When wrong seems right And right seems wrong God calls us to speak truth and

Poetry

I see the little girl A sweet memory God gave her Jesus Playing, full of joy Running through corn fields Singing, laughing, flourishing Forever green There she is, a young

Poetry

He’d laugh and wind my hair in his fist at the nape of my neck, push me up against the wall, or hold me down on the bed. If I

Poetry

Another one down Can you hear them now? Too bad, so sad Why did she think she could do that anyhow? And the tears may fall While they turn away

Poetry

Love was blind for a long time, Minimize and rationalize all the lies. Objects hurling through the air. Words came flying by. I didn’t see them but I could feel

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