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My latest video is a music parody of Cher’s hit Believe. Watch it. Sing to it. Dance and laugh. Don’t forget to share it, too!
Below, you will find a request for prayers due my premonition. The original post date of the prayer request was Monday, August 1, 2016 at 7:03PM. As you will find, the actual premonition had taken place earlier in the morning…
Last night, exactly one week following the premonition and request for Universal prayers relative to it, I learned of the death of Vanessa Marcotte, of Princeton, MA. This was, without a doubt, Part 2 of the premonition. Here is the FB Fan Page post:
Incredibly sad. This is exactly what I deal with on a regular basis. I would like to thank all of you who follow from my Fan Page, for your prayers. Please continue to pray for Vanessa and her family, as well as friends. Also, for my friend and her family, and the entire community of Princeton, MA.🙏🏻❤️
Below, you will find excerpts from both my Dream Diary and personal journal. I am sharing these intensely personal glimpses with you, in efforts for you to see what my life is like, and how different premonitions and messages present. There are many, many more that have been recorded, however, I will only post the following.
Most times, I try to record directly into the book, while other times, I may grab a piece of paper, or whatever I can write on, while it’s fresh in my head. Many of my older premonitions were written on single sheets of paper. I wats almost afraid to catalog them in book form. At times, I have even stopped recording in a book due to the scope of the premonition and an associated event.
On a personal note, it was particularly interesting to me, to see how much my handwriting has evolved over time, as well as how damn messy it remains when I journal in the wee hours of the night. I cannot begin to tell you how many times I have woken up scared out of my wits and recorded my visions. Sleepy is one thing, but fear brings messy writing to an entirely different level. I just try to jot down as much as I can remember, most often without paying much attention to punctuation and grammar.
As for the excepts below, you will find some names have been removed for privacy. I have included some that were presented on Facebook prior to the event, asking for people to pray, only to take down the posts due to some of the horror that unfolded later, after an event took place. Frankly, my announcements have freaked many people out. I still grapple with announcing them on FB.
I have also decided to include entries made from FB message readings, chats, as well as AOL Instant Messenger. Some of the information below, may be disturbing. Again, it is merely a survey of what I have recorded over the years. Everything from knowledge of pregnancies, to deaths, to natural and manmade disasters, as well as horrific tragedies.
Lastly, I am a Christian and always pray and ask God for guidance when I may have a premonition, or spirit contact that provides messages and future warnings. I do this without fail. When you finish reading this post, I just ask that you please say a prayer or send up a chant, or give out some positive vibes for those who have lost their lives relative to the excerpts.
August 4, 1997 @ 5:12AM
“I am scared saddened and frustrated. I woke crying. I saw a plane falling to the ground. The circular symbol of the tail of the plane was red, white and blue almost like the Yin & Yang symbol. People were crying and I was confused – I could not understand them. I was standing in a long line of Asians, trailing from the plane: just standing in a long line. An elderly Asian woman took my hand and smiled as I cried. I could not communicate. She then said one word – the only word I understood: *PRAY. The woman clasped my hand in hers and stared at me. Just before turning to join her husband she patted my cheek and smiled. She placed something into my hand: an object like the size of a large coin, circular red, white & blue. I watched as others outside of the line of passengers (?) ran frantically around, screaming & crying. I see the #8. The sadness is unbearable. People continue to come to me speaking in a language that I cannot identify. I ask to leave the dream and now am awake writing this. Dear Lord, please protect the people & planes that fly our skies.”
August 6, 1997: Korean Airlines Flight 801 crashes.
“The symbol on Korean Air matches what I saw on plane and what the Asian woman gave me on coin. My heart breaks for the people lost in the crash. What am I to learn from this dream and premonition stuff? I was to help people but how? Who can I tell? How do I warn people? I saw “8” it’s flight “801” in August. What else can I do besides pray, like she told me? God bless the people killed and their families.”
***I told two of my coworkers about the dream the next morning. I found out about the crash after the same two coworkers brought the morning newspaper up to my office and remarked about the symbol matching what I saw and drew.
May 28, 1998
“This is very odd. While standing in the kitchen, looking out of the window, I received a premonition; it was so clear; a tornado, w/rain, wind lightning streaking the sky, trees falling. This is frightening. I know it’s spring and the weather can be a little volatile but a tornado? Here? Perhaps elsewhere but this is such a strong feeling. I will pray for safety and keep my eyes and ears peeled.”
May 31, 1998 “LONG DAY – Big tornadoes came through. Got stuck in the car with Carol. Karen called on mobile to advise of tornado. That was SO SCARY! Had more at Carol’s after we got (my sons). Rode it out in the garage with the boys, Carol and Karen. Now no power here, no water. I will never forget this day. Mechanicville has incredible damage. We just missed getting sucked into it on the road. We are blessed to be alive.”
May 31, 1998: Mechanicville, New York F3 tornado and tornado outbreak.
***My best friend can verify the premonition and events described.
September 9, 2001 @ 5:20AM
“Planes were falling from the sky like rain. It was like watching rain but it was airplanes! How freaking scary!!!! The dream started as I was standing in a park, separated by a body of water. A lake? A river? A stream? There was a chain-link fence that separated us from the water. On the other side of the water was a city. It was such a beautiful day. I remember hearing a noise and looked up; a plane was flying very fast and it crashed into the city. More planes followed and sky turned black. BAM BAM BAM! They were crashing around us. I grabbed (my sons) and ran for cover. There was one, large tree in the park. I sheltered them both between my stomach and the tree. We could hear crashing and as I turned to see what was going on, I saw more planes falling out of the sky like rain. I saw fire. I screamed for help and I prayed for the Lord to protect us. The kids cried. I could feel the flames shooting out and the heat trying to burn my skin as I crouched over the kids. I woke up praying the Lord’s Prayer. This was terrible. I hope to God that nobody in the family is traveling. I will call mom to find out. Why would it be raining planes? I don’t get it. I’m very concerned. We do have a pond near the park but it’s the same as the setting in the dream. It’s more north- maybe New Jersey. I am wiped but I feel like I haven’t even slept. Dear Lord our Father, please protect us and those traveling.”
September 11, 2001: Terrorists attack the United States of America.
***My mother and best friend can verify this.
March 11, 2002
“(Name Removed) is pregnant?! What a beautiful dream! At some point in my sleep the most brilliant Angel appeared at the foot of my bed. She was dressed in blue, with golden flowing hair. At first, her hands were at her side but as she smiled, she raised them up and out, then drawing them into a cradling position. I saw a baby boy dressed in red and green – Christmas color?? What brilliant gold and white light surround this beautiful Angel and child. All too soon she left, but what a feeling! I will call (Name Removed) and see what is going on. Funny, she has not mentioned anything to me. Time will tell . . .”
I called my best friend and told her about the dream. She laughed. She was not pregnant, but had not been feeling well. Several weeks later, she called to tell me she was pregnant. Her son was born on Christmas Eve.
***My best friend can verify this.
December 24, 2004
“Almost falling out of bed on the hotel room here at the Stardust. I’m a little scared after all, we’re in Las Vegas which does have quakes but the setting in this dream was tropical. There were palm trees and water EVERYWHERE! I was watching water come in from a view – point as if watching from above. There were pools and cars and palm trees rocking back and forth. Water just pouring in and being dumped out of pool after pool. Could we have a quake that will hit the strip???? Oh my gosh I still can’t believe I was woken up by almost falling out of bed, half expecting to wake up to an earthquake. My head is killing me. This is not good. – Mom can hang out in the casino all she wants. I need to lay down. I am really upset w/this dream. She says pray to God that we don’t have a quake here. Some Christmas vacation. I can’t shake this feeling. It will not go away. I am still feeling off balance at times and while in the bath. A little while ago could have sworn I felt the building mildly sway. Please get us home safely, dear Lord. I want to be home with the boys.”
December 26, 2004 Earthquake and tsunami in Indonesia.
***My mother can verify this.
Via AOL Instant Messenger I advise Justin that his relative “Sam” came thru with a weather warning.
“Well, that was weird, different and highly unusual. While chatting w/Justin via the internet and during a channeling session with him via IM, his relative came through and tried to warn me of a storm. “Sam” was kicking the ground, dirt was flying all over – he was showing me a mess. Also kept telling me “green” and Kansas. “Sam” is adamant in trying to relay his message, showing me dirt and swirling debris. After some discussion and research of cities located in KS w/the word “green” we found Greensburg. Due in part to the confusion that Sam” was creating and also relative to Justin not recognizing location of Greensburg, KS in association w/his ancestry we put that part of his message on the back burner. Something’s up. “Sam” was really trying to make a point. Could it be weather? A helicopter? Maybe he will come through during our next channel session and clarify.”
May 4, 2007 – E5 tornado leveled Greensburg, Kansas.
***Although Justin passed, his wife can verify this and has copies of the channeling sessions.
August 14, 2007 @ 1:35AM
“Frick this – I can’t sleep. It’s 1:35 and I want to call (Name Removed). We talked for a while tonight but something is not right. I tried to lay down after we got off of the telephone but no sleep. At 1:27AM I felt a spirit come into my room and stand at the foot of my bed. Dear Lord, I heard her say her name I jumped right up to the edge of my bed with my heart in my throat. Please let me know that (name private) is OK. I pray that (Name Removed) will be surrounded in pure, white light for protection. We all love her so much. Maybe I did not clearly hear the name? Heavenly Father, please watch over (name private).”
Late morning of August 14, 2007. I left my phone at home while out doing errands with my oldest son. My best friend called his phone and asked to speak to me. She informed me that her sister (my other best friend) had died, unexpectedly, sometime over night. This was one of the worst days of my life.
Despite the fact I had only used half of the pages, the last Dream Diary entry for that book was:
August 14, 2007: “. . . I love you and will always miss you. I am – we all are -heartbroken. I can’t believe you are gone. This is not fair. The pain is brutal. Rest peacefully and thank you for being a bright light in my – and (my sons) lives. Shine bright in heaven, kiddo. Love you Always – Miss you forever, Jilly”
***Both of my sons can verify my encounter, as told to them on the morning of August 14th. My best friend can also verify I had a bad feeling during our conversation the night before.
Facebook reading for a close friend who was living with her husband (US Navy) in Japan.
January 4, 2011 @ 10:36PM
“(Name Removed) Facebook – ? earthquake > Baby. I see her yelling “get out” >
protection/safety/windows. Full reading via FB. Preg <3”
January 21, 2011
“Definitely see an increase in natural disasters and a rare event in the sky, but this is a planet and the universe it lives in is changing, as well as the planet itself. Something frightening may occur, but Earth will do OK – it’s just the people who need to chill out and stop thinking that every quake and flood is a “sign” from God that the end is near.”
January 30, 2011
“Worried about Mike – something not right. I don’t see danger but I sense something is off kilter? Quake? Keep picking up on shaking.”
February 11, 2011
“Again, I keep feeling shaky – like a quake but not in N.Y. Maybe when mom is here there will be one in CA, and that is why I sense something about Mike? . . . Twice already I could have sworn the ground 0 once when I got up and then while feeding Merlin. It’s more like a rattling feeling in a premonition form. I feel safe here but wonder what it’s about > CA? NY? I saw three red flashes which is of big concern > means danger. I will pray Mom and (Name Removed) have safe flight and Mike is safe from earthquakes.”
February 23, 2011
“Mom and (Name Removed) back to NY. No quakes, no floods, no tornadoes . . .”
March 10, 2011
“ – – – – BAD MOOD – – – . . . I should just go back to bed – serious BAD VIBES. Maybe I will resmudge the apartment – and myself. I hope all is well because I feel a thick, black energy just hanging in the air. I woke up & felt like my mattress was going to flip up & over. Don’t remember the dream though. I was hanging onto the bed sheets as I open my eyes – weird. I am worried – this is not so much spirit energy but a bad vibe, on the periphery – doesn’t impact me as much as I see it affecting others > ??? Well – it’s either just a bad blue moon mood, or something very bad is about to go down. I’m going back to sleep – I’ll either wake up in a better mood or the earth will open up and swallow me into a sinkhole.”
March 10, 2011 @ 6:41PM
“Can’t kick this bad funk or feeling. It’s a mystery. I now feel really sad about this vibe – like I’m going to witness something – I’m just waiting – I’ve waited all day long to get a call or see something on the news but FORTUNATELY all seems quiet. I prayed for a while today; I asked for protection and peace. I just can’t help but feel like some big black thing is lurking outside – in the air. It’s not a “persona’ think, it’s public. This is a tough one. No sinkholes but I once more felt a rattle wile on the toilet earlier. Merlin was also howling and trying to climb the walls – weird! E, perhaps California is slowly turning into an island? I’m feeling it over here? Doubtful. Praying tomorrow will come minus the black cloud. Better days ahead . . .”
March 11, 2011: 8.0 Earthquake in Japan. My friend and her husband were okay, but she returned stateside due to the conditions in Japan.
April 2, 2011 @ 10:55AM
“I still think (Name Removed) is pregnant. She had that “look” when we met her for dinner the other night. I will wait and ask her in a few weeks. Still looks preg. in her FB pics. Maybe she doesn’t want to say? Maybe she doesn’t know?”
April 6, 2011 @ 11:45PM
(Name Removed) messaged me to call her: She’s pregnant!!! Just found out today! How awesome! I think she will have a girl . . .”
***My friend can verify this information. She had a girl 😉
April 16, 2011 @ 5:12AM
“Dream of tornadoes AL into NY? Bad storms > try to get everyone to safety. (Alabama? MS? FL? NY?)”
April 27, 2011: Tornadoes from Alabama into New York.
***I told my best friend about the dream.
October 13, 2011 @ 10:55PM
“I keep feeling a bit off balance again – like the ground moves slightly. Earthquakes??? I feel like something is not right w/nature . . .”
October 17, 2011
“Still don’t feel right. No strange dreams though – NOTHING.”
October 19, 2011
I posted something on FB about feeling off. I mentioned a big event – quake? Social chaos? I also discussed this with my friend.
October 20, 2011 @ 2:30AM
“Woke up and jumped out of bed. I saw 2 things: natural and social events – will write more later today.”
October 20, 2011: M. Gadaffi killed.
October 21, 2011
“Feeling still here. . . impending destruction. I hesitate to post too much info online as I don’t want to freak people out . . .”
October 22, 2011
“Wow – such a strong feeling the earth is going to just snap.”
October 23, 2011: Massive earthquake in Turkey.
December 19, 2011 @ 3:20AM
“Big explosion across water from FL – I saw the state and think it’s somewhere fairly close to the US. I hear the words BO-BO-BO-T, BOAT?? I’m not sure if this is explosion or earthquake though. In some ways I see it an explosion & others as a quake. I see rain and mud and I see several ppl hurt and at least 10 dead. I also had a second part of dream. When I left that area as an observer in dream, I saw a large helicopter crash. This is in FL – was it carrying survivors from explosion or quake? There was something medical – like a medical flight – It just fell out of sky. Maybe there is going to be a quake/explosion on an island in Caribbean and they are going to medi-vac to US? – Said some prayers (TOLD KIDS). Very weird.”
***Posted abbreviated dream and feelings on FB. Asked for people to pray.
December 23, 2011: Bogota pipeline explosion due to rains and ground shift.
December 26, 2011: Gainesville, Florida medi-flight organ harvest team went down.
December 12, 2012
“Can’t get over this. I keep singing a Christmas song but am so damn upset about it. The same verse, repeatedly. The song is “Do You Hear What I Hear?” It’s driving Mike crazy. Something isn’t right. I am very concerned this has to do with children. This is incredibly painful despite the joy of the song. I need to pray. Dear Lord, keep my children safe – all children safe.”
December 13, 2012
“Nothing yet. Just extreme pain and sadness relative to children. Please God, protect (my sons), and all kids. That verse, “A child, a child shivers in the cold, let us bring him silver and gold . . .” Driving down into San Bernardino and Riverside areas and all I start crying while singing it. Mike said to “let it go” but I can’t. I am so worried about kids in general. Crying in the car while singing a Christmas song! What the hell does this mean? God, please help all of us parents.”
***I posted the verse on FB that night and asked everyone to PRAY.
December 14, 2012: Sandy Hook Elementary School shootings.
March 6, 2014
“I have a heavy feeling.” This is weird – damn weird. I see quakes and a total mind f**k about to happen.”
March 8, 2014: Malaysian Flight MH370 disappears.
***I took a tremendous amount of grief on FB when I posted about the missing flight, relative to what I thought happened. From the very moment the plane was reported missing, I stated two things: #1 The pilot planned it as a suicide mission. #2 They would find the wreckage near an island, not far from India, and it would take a while but this info would eventually surface.
Many of you privately, as well as publicly heard me state this. Just over two years later, it appears that I was correct. No need to apologize to me. It comes with the territory. I took, and take no offense.
March 17, 2014: Shamrock Shake (earthquake) in Los Angeles, California, located just a few miles from my residence (at the time). The quake set off a swarm of quakes that lasted several weeks.
April 13, 2015 @ 4:08AM
“Explosion. Huge – smoke, fire, sirens. Near water -?- or close to it. Rained debris – sludge – fumes? burns – shouts for help. Somewhat remote / rural but near amusements – amusement parks? – older – not used but kids played on or near this amusement storage place. A lot of fumes, sewer all over – filthy. Number keep flashing 7-1 Rain -? – but sunny – FLORIDA – Gulf Coast – looking west when it explodes late morn/early afternoon. More rain – debris – could be series of explosions. Building up -? Not a plane – ground on or in ground. Could be near school. Amusement very strong. Male dies – daughter may have had prem. Too. Woods surround this place. Fish -? Rain – water gulf – smoke, fire explosions.”
***Told my mother and son. This will transpire within 1-3 days. Asked people to PRAY on FB.
April 16, 2015: Tarpon Springs explosion.
There Will Be Mud
All that I can pray for is that each of you vote, and do so with a conscience. Weigh the candidates and cast your ballot with the following things in mind.
Be true to yourself. Vote for the candidate you truly believe is best suited to take on such an enormous responsibility. Avoid “bandwagonning” and following the crowd.
Understand that that your decision not only impacts you, but all other Americans, inclusive of our children, grandchildren and future generations.
Don’t let the ugliness of campaigning and all that it entails, distract you. It may make for good television, but the reality is this is NOT a reality show. This is hardcore, serious business. As with all other campaigns, “There Will Be Mud” (my election slogan). Put on your boots and wade thru the endless mire of dirt and sludge. Once you hose-off the campaign sewage, the facts will emerge.
As for agendas and topics: although it may be easy to focus on one particular issue that strikes a nerve and speaks to you, there is a bigger picture. Weigh all topics and the stances of the candidates. Dismiss the “it doesn’t pertain to me, therefore I don’t care attitude” and understand that ultimately, and in some small way, all topics will affect you in varying degrees.
Consider the fact that there are no quick fixes to this nation’s troubles. Decisions made at the top require reasoning, consideration and time. For the most part, impatience, unrealistic objectives and timelines, as well as imprudence can cause what was once a minor issue, to become a full blown disaster. Furthermore, it will make a complete “fuster cluck” out of an already bad situation.
Accept that we are Americans. This land was originally inhabited by some of my very own ancestors; the Native Americans. This isn’t a nation, and should not be a nation of one color, but of all colors. The same applies to sexual orientation and religion. We are the supposed to be a melting pot, and symbol of hope, not a bigoted, racist and narcissistic country.
Naturally, we must keep this country and our people safe. This includes reducing the threat of foreign and domestic terrorism. Rather than leaving it up to one person to figure out, a nation united, is stronger than divided. We all play an important part in helping combat the very real dangers which have left us reeling in pain, as of late. Sometimes brute force is needed to combat this pressing issue but again, the decisions made need not be done as a knee-jerk reaction.
Forget about the arguments and debates you have with family and friends, or even strangers. There is truly no perfect candidate, however, there is usually one more well suited than the other for the daunting position of President of the United States. Consider the good and bad. Focus more on the real issues, rather than force your own opinion because in the end, you will vote one way, and the other person will vote theirs. It’s merely a waste of time and energy to try to make someone see it your way. Only you have that insight. You do you, and allow the other party to do them.
In the end, I don’t care who you vote for. I simply pray that you vote and cast your ballot with a conscience. If you’re making a decision to follow the pack, or choosing a candidate just to show your neighbor who’s right and wrong – then that is not voting with a conscience. Open your heart, as well as your mind and be aware of the weight this privileged right you exercise carries.
This is a critical time for our country.
There are no do-overs.
That said, I am voting with a conscience for #Clinton and #Kaine
Grief – I have helped so many broken-hearted people over the years, yet not one situation is like the other. I never get accustomed to what I see, hear or feel.
I understand the process, as I too, have grieved. Deeply.
When asked how to best put into words the process of picking yourself up after a loss, I can only summarize it as follows:
Pain and grief suffered by the loss of a loved one is akin to a dry, desolate and unforsaken land. When the ground is barren and ugly, we have a choice. We can either leave it that way, or cultivate it.
If we choose to care for the landscape it can become a beautiful thing. This needs to be approached with the understanding that change and growth take considerable time, and requires patience and hard work.
Your hands, much like your heart, will be raw with unbearable agony. You will suffer and toil. You will feel exhausted, and often question your actions and reactions, as well as decisions to move forward.
One must accept that the physical pain of cultivating does indeed, make one stronger. Be aware that the climate and weather may not always be pleasing or tolerable but with daily adjustments, it is manageable. One day at a time.
Most important, is your vision of the future. What will your parcel look like like when it has matured? The answer is simple: It will be what you make of it.
Stick with it. Nurture it. Allow time to spring forth renewed purpose. Make it as bright and colorful as you can.
Acknowledge that one day, you will be standing in the same spot as you had when you felt lost, alone and broken; barren landscape reaching as far as the eye and heart could see. Only this time, as you take a look around at the beautiful things which have grown in its place, you will realize the change came from your decision to work with it, and believe in it.
You didn’t give up. You didn’t give in.
Let yourself whither, or take what you have and bring all of the undesirable elements together. Dare to watch something beautiful unfold. Appreciate that the pain felt today can, and will, create a tranquil garden to recall fond memories of your beloved.
It’s up to you. Continue to trod aimlessly upon a dusty and lifeless path, or walk with purpose in your field of green.
It is unrealistic to believe life can be consistently joyful, and problem-free. Like the weather, we experience cycles; highs and lows.
We must hold onto the fact blue skies are silently shining behind the storm. Amidst the turmoil, colorful transitions usher in needed change.
Look beyond the clouds. Hold onto hope. Endure the storm. In time, the passing tempest will reveal an illuminated path full of possibilities, making one stronger, wiser and better prepared for the next squall.
In Light of Darkness
By Jill Marie Morris
No part of me condones such hostility
The social anxiety
A real calamity
Breaking up families
This has to be
Due to color
There’s no other
Excuse to use
Please don’t regurgitate the bull
The world’s plate is beyond full
When will you get it?
It’s not just ‘niggahs’ pulling triggers
It’s all races
And what is queer?
It’s ignorance and unjustified fear
Not a name to be shamed
Just because of the way
A right given at birth
Bestowed from above
It’s time to stop deflecting
And start respecting
Those whose path you cross
Too many lives lost
Due to bigotry and hatred
A mindset so outdated and
Reciprocated by a follower rather than a
We are but delirious and delusional
What have we done to ourselves?
Random acts of kindness now escape us
Our universal makeup
A celestial joke
A disgusting facade at how bad
We have been and will be
Wait and see
We think we’re numb
There’s only more to come if we continue on such a path
Another bloodbath to remind us
How defiant we tend to be
Lest not forget how sexist tactics begets us
Exposing unrequited humility that has to be
Addressed and put to rest
For once and for all
We must call
All for one
One for all
Before we completely fall
We choose to forget that we are all human
So consumed as I examine
How we take for granted the positive capabilities of our species
A spectrum ranging from carefree
To targeted aggression
Under what nation?
We have become a continent where babies are born to fight and children fight to survive because of their community
And challenges so disparaging
That’s the country we now live in
That’s the human race
A long winded selfish pace
And slashing our way to the finish line
One day at a time
What yours is mine
Speaking of time
We make it to accommodate ourselves
Rather than assimilate
All this demonstrates is another form of hate
When all is said and done
As we are aligned with putting out our own sun
Incredibly dumb of us
Yet not one of us
Seem to get it
We’ll regret it
If we don’t start making changes
Perhaps the color of the rainbow will usher in
An awareness that terrorists
Just don’t come from lands afar
And sadly live next door
But you see?
We are too busy
Grooming ourselves to perfection
We lack the information to make the connection and take action
To notice those among us anchored in hatred
Scheming to break us
In one form or another
You may one day discover
How precious time truly is
Take hold and be bold
Forget revenge and unrest
To do your best
The moral of this dark chapter’s story is to illustrate that pride IS glory
The aberration of the human condition is unacceptable
A mere spectacle of what we can do to our fellow beings
This is what we are now seeing
Though with good reason
We are left reeling from these feelings
Our Pulse stopped but only for a moment
In the saddest of bright seasons
In time It will be revived and kept alive
By the memories of those who died
Unfairly and unjust
Vow to stop a repetitive theme
That only continues to break our hearts
And crush our childrens’ dreams
There has to be focus on the rainbow
Our hearts will quicken and grow
As we courageously
Encourage our family, friends and neighbors To fearlessly march to the beat of their own drum
From the night’s gunfire
We turn to seek the blue sky spires
To guide and inspire us
Don’t let fear terrorize us
As with every rainbow
Comes a pot of gold
The path to it will unfold
After the storm
Despite the harm
And with this raw and deep grief
We pray for relief and
Chant for peace
Our future is uncertain as we ascertain the anguish and pain
And play the blame game
I pray – at some point we humans realize hatred can only temporarily paralyze mankind
at the cold hands of no kind man
Move forward despite acts of cowardice
Hold hope high
It’s all about justice
Be a mouthpiece
There is no other means or way
It’s up to you and I
Be mindful of the
legacy as it stands as one of the darkest days in this country’s history
A soliloquy of indecency
A senseless catastrophe
Considering the magnitude of this situation comes the blinding realization that there is good
Acts of heroism should be recalled in place of the terrorism
And in cataclysmic proportion
Take time to listen
Look and see
Grasp the opportunity
An example of our preamble
As we now scramble
To carry on in the face of adversity
There is undoubtedly a monstrosity
That has corrupted this nation’s morality
We the people of this nation
We must stand together for equality
Security and liberty
Despite the tragedy
Derived from a place of sincerity
Without ambiguity or distortion
We need to become the positive Pulse of the nation
Unite in celebration of the lives of those lost in the name of hatred
To the Pulse of the people
And the People of Pulse
After darkness comes light
After a storm comes a rainbow and
In light of darkness and
In the shroud of sorrow
Like there is no tomorrow❤️