Rage (poem by me)

Your anger runs off the tracks,
Like a speeding freight train,
Scything creatures and kids,
Seething like toxic rain.

It’s electrified,
Completely out of control,
Unjustified,
No one even tries to slow.

Next time you get angry with me,
Count backwards from three,
Cause I’m no longer standing by ,
Waiting for sparks to fly.

Taste some of God’s fruit,
He can easily subdue,
All that hatred inside,
If only you ask Him to.

Do not make friends with a hot-tempered person,
    do not associate with one easily angered… —Proverbs 22:24

“In your anger do not sin”: Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry… —Ephesians 4:26

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Misconceptions (poem by me)

Girl
Head high
Fears nothing
For no one harms
Her more than herself
Mutilation
She is a
Cutter
Girl

Hurt
Thinking
Of the day
She lost control
Abused and misused
Who has the knife
Now, Daddy
Self harm
Hurt

God
Hoping
He is not
Like her father
Shred misconceptions
Accept and give
Forgiveness
Loving
God

And do not call anyone on earth ‘father,’ for you have one Father, and he is in heaven. —Matthew 23:9

*This is NOT a biographical poem. Although my dad was not perfect, every memory I have of him is sweet—God rest his soul.

© 2016 Kim Bond

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Human Trafficking (poem by me)

She’s my daughter,
She’s her sister,
She’s their friend,
but to others, she’s just a picture
in the end.

She’s a model,
She’s a stripper
She’s more than that—
She’s a victim.

She sells her body
but it takes a toll on her soul
And the money, well she has to hand it over
to her earthly master—
yep, the human trafficker.

The girl was tricked and nabbed
Escaping’s not a possibility
‘cause if she runs or blabs
they will strike her family.

They feed her drugs and lots of gin
Cause she hates all this
And has to fake all this
But buyers are fooled by her sexy grin.

Buyers buy, sell, and facilitate
because they have money to compensate
But would they really if they knew the truth that…
She’s my daughter,
She’s her sister,
She’s their friend
And ultimately, she’s God’s daughter
in the end.

*January is human trafficking awareness month.

© 2016 Kim Bond

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