• Conditioned

    Back aches
    Feet throbs
    Vision strain
    Headache driving one insane

    We came up with the saying “the tough get it done”

    I’m done…
    We as a society, on the whole
    Are charcoaled steak
    Extra well, with no tenderness in sight

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    • It does feel that way, done, charcoaled. But after last Saturday, I saw hope for many reasons beyond the numbers. But it will take more than a one and done approach. It will take sustained resistance, nonviolent activity, a refusal to obey the flames of abuse, and in our millions to stop the “grilling”.

    • Your poem rings so true, Fia,. Let’s hope that, one day, Society rediscovers tenderness, love, and caring about each other rather than all the squalid hatred, the foul judgement that has no place.

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    Why did you leave us, Amma?Your health was gentle, only touched by small sickness—There was still time,So much time left for you to stay. Why did you go so early?You were my strength, my quiet power,The one who made me...

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    • Fantasstic and beautiful.

      • I was in emotional turmoil that i could serve her for one day, but our love in between was of ages we were together in births we took. She was my bold mother in-law who wished so much for me including what i have to wear. I miss her so much and it was mixed emotions for me , she got out of her severe pain in one way and other way in this life i am not going to see her again and I didn’t get her last look. Now I need to repay my love to her in the form of protecting family from troubles.

        I appreciate your stopping by and do please drop your reviews and i am here to let my pain teach in the form of write and learn my emotions so i be useful to others and inspire people that sharing our pain leads to solve few people pain by relating to me and my writings.

        Jessy Jacob ❤️

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    The brooding sky was blood red, pure delight, the half-light glowed as dusk turned into night,
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