For All My Eyes See, Vol: One
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To Breath a Breathe
By morning the scramble began, it’s chaos on the streets, I think while folding my sheets. Outside the wall of my haven, I hear the quacks of the ravens. Then I think about the prophecy of man not documented on paper. Men publicize what stirs a crowd. It can bring the meek to loud, unity and oppression are free whither one does the other one any good. We will never really recognize. But the father of jealously stir and deals of hate, cruelties and militant behaviors in the best of souls, with tireless efforts. So when I’m outside these walls, I have to be a vessel that carry the weights of justice and fair play and uncommonly good to my fellow man. For a day will come when prayer will be past me, but for me a time when pain and fear will not reach me, but release me. When the only breathe I will breath will be hope of breath once more. For in the shadows of darkness light is in the distance shore. My former existence shall prove my completion. But now while I breathe, I must find reason for this breath. For when it is no more will the answer leave me breath less but amazed.
-Bonnie A. Gale
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The poetry in this book is a dedication to the human spirit and heart. How ever creative the style of writing may be. It shows different aspects of the human strength and conditioning of the heart. The creative writing in the book. For all my eyes see. Mean’s exactly that. What do you see when you look around? The style adequately entice you to keep reading because, it is stimulated to relate. The writing are fragmented in the style of a southerner. Although a black American wrote the pieces in this book, it reflexes life at the best and worse of times when we look for answers. Mat sometimes lay deeper than the image the human eye see. Experience the belief, and the fix, by reading this book.
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Ms Gale was born in