Tag: crying

Poetry

Piece by Piece

Mark Wayne

piece-by-piece

Piece by piece, day by day,
little by little and moment by moment
over the years until… there is nothing left.
That is how the soul dies.
They will tell you what to do, who to be and what to say.
So, who are they?  And why do we listen to them anyway?
We feel it isn’t right, but allow ourselves to stray from our truth losing our authenticity. We go through life in a daze hiding our strength, never letting them see us cry and then, there is simply this.
“Jesus wept.”
Is this a weakness, a failing, a lack of … something?
In our empathy we truly love and care for another with no ulterior motives.  Only when we acknowledge our own fears and failures can we even begin to offer some of the better parts of ourselves.  You have exactly what you need and someone needs what you have to give.
Acknowledge your fears, feel the sadness, celebrate the joys, love others relentlessly, believe in hope, grab hold of life and never let go!
Poetry

The Secret of Strength

Mark Wayne

Jesus wept.

~John 11:35

Bull$√!+He suffered scorn, he was ridiculed and mocked, bruised and beaten. He did not speak against those who mercilessly crucified him and he willingly gave his own life. He was strong, in ways that the world did not and does not understand to this day.
He stood strong against all that was evil and wrong in the world with an unfathomable compassion and love.
He refused to compromise the truth, and yet, when those he loved died he wept. He felt and expressed emotions deeply and lived his life on earth fully as a model for us to follow. If it was good enough for him, it is good enough for me and I refuse to believe or live the enemy’s lie.
What about you, who and what will you believe?
#JustBelieve #GraceWins #HopeLives #LoveChangesPeople #YouMatter
Life, Poetry

A Bull $^*! Lie

Mark Wayne

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they will tell you
every chance they get
that boys
are not supposed to cry

time to call it
for what it is
a bull$^*! lie

one that we have all
so easily bought into
in one form or another
no matter who we are

take a deep look in
any boy’s eyes
it’s a bull$^*! lie

you see no tears
welling up inside
or rolling gently
down a sloping cheek

a bull$^*! lie
the tears are real
hidden on the inside

for the strength
of our young men
in the face of tragedy
is emotional courage

stop telling our boys
not to cry
it’s a bull$^*! lie

~Mark Schutter ©2014

Where are the tender hearted warrior poets that the world so desperately needs to stand in the gap for others and to battle the evil?