Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Insignificant

Disappointment I hide
Behind a brave smile
I understand
I say
As I feel my heart cry
Layers of patches
Over gaping wounds
Almost healed
As a fresh one blooms
Concealed in a box
I put on a shelf
Decades of pain
I’ve been dealt
The box is full
Ready to burst
Emotions overflow
But what is
Worse
Is dreaming that
To you
I’m someone
Very important
When
In reality
I’m just
Above
Insignificant

©Leatherman 2012







Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Unborn

What happens to the child
Carelessly conceived
Product of an act of passion
Unplanned little seed
What happens to the unborn
Some call a choice
A mistake that was made
Who has not yet a voice
Heart beat in a tiny chest
Nerves no doubt can feel 
The pain of a hard object
Agonizing silent scream 
Though blind minds can't see
The horror of the deed 
Slaughter of defenseless innocents
Without a second thought
Hide behind laws of man
Politicians that are bought
Country of hypocrites 
Shout save the whale
Save the seal, save the tree
But it's ok to kill
The human babies 
America's own legal holocaust 
Simply a procedure 
With nothing lost
Plucked from a mother's womb
Like a dentist pulls a tooth

(c)Leatherman 2012

Monday, February 6, 2012

The Redeemer


He’s the ray of sunshine warming a face
The air that surrounds us in a gentle embrace
He’s the salt in tears cried in the dark
The flicker of a flame, a candles’ spark
He’s the innocence of children
Who haven’t learned hate
The Redeemer of mankind patiently waits
He’s the roaring ocean and the howling winds
The mover of mountains, disdainer of sins
He’s a newborn’s breath at the beginning of life
A dying man’s Savoir from a world full of strife
He knows all we say, think and do
Even if you don’t believe in Him
He believes in you

Leatherman © 2012

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

How Sad

How sad not to believe in anyone but self
Too intelligent to fathom
The possibility of Heaven or a Hell
Believe in only what is seen or touched
To believe in a higher power is simply
Just too much
Mock, laugh and smugly ridicule the fools
For believing God’s promise of salvation
Don’t they know, religion is man made by
Lunatics with fanatical imaginations
Death is final, end of story
No gold paved streets, no songs of glory
How sad to think no one really loves you
More than you
Descendants of evolution who follow
Darwin’s rule
Believers pray the lost will find their way
Through the lonely dark road they’re on
No matter what one thinks, does or says
God loves each and every one of us
The only thing He asks
Is complete obedience and trust

© Leatherman 2012





Monday, January 23, 2012

Follow Me















We are spiritual beings anchored
By human flesh
Waiting to reconnect with
The Creator
Souls weaved and stitched
Together with an
Imperceptible thread
Attached to the hand of
God
Ever so gently He tugs
Be still and in your
Absolute silence
You will hear
Him whisper
“Follow me”

"(C)" Leatherman 2012

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

I Choose to Follow the Son



V1:
We don’t choose to be born
Into this hard and sinful world
That choice is His alone
But it’s up to us which way we go
At the fork in the middle of the road


V2 & Chorus:
Follow the Son, follow the Son
I choose to follow the Son
Thru the trials of life
From a world full of strife
To His kingdom come
Let His will be done
I choose to follow the Son


V2:
We all have faults,
And foolish thoughts
Done things we know are wrong
Never think you’re not good enough
He loves us one and all
His love will make us strong
Won’t you choose to follow the Son

Repeat Chorus
Follow the Son, follow the Son
I choose to follow the Son
Thru the trials of life
From a world full of strife
To His kingdom come
Let His will be done
I choose to follow the Son


Lyrics by Brenda Lee Leatherman
©Leatherman 2012

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Parallel Universe

Imagine a world of beauty
Different from your own
A reflective magical place
You once called home

Skies the color of burnt orange
With two fuchsia moons
Waterfalls spill platinum liquid
Fields of dusty teal petals bloom

You soar over crystal buildings
Without the use of wings
Feeling of nirvana
Your soul flies fast and free

Parallel universe
Long since destroyed
Your dreams take you back
At night and fill a gaping void

The mind is a wonderful tool
It can take you anywhere
Close your eyes and hold on tight
How do you know
You’ve never been there


© Leatherman 2012