Running
Running away
Running away toward a new day
Trying to fight the demons within
Fighting the demons behind all my sins
I continued to run in the heat of the night
I continued to fight the dark
I tried to fight away the pain
And give life a fresh new start
I ran on and on
As fast as I could
Trying to escape the rage
Escaping the rage of my ruthless demons
Crack and Cocaine
These demons are all but nice
Do not mistake them for a Spice
For one sniff of this sugar like powder
You are signing an eternal contract
A contract in which they will devour your soul
For every day that you live
They have turned singers into sleepers
And policemen into thieves
They’ve turned mothers into hookers
And have killed children’s dreams
When you come across this white ghost
Making you an offer
Please do decline
Unless you want a life like mine
A life filled with nothing but shattered dreams
Looking for the ray of white light
That is still nonexistent
In an out of rehab
As I continue to fight this uncontrollable addiction
So please do not be like me
Allow your dreams to soar
So you will never have to be a soldier
In this everlasting war
by: Megan L. Cerezo
(Note: This poem won third prize in a writing contest!)
The Question
What is this place?
The pain
The fall
The fear
The rage
The death that rises
The guns that blaze
People dying away
Putting fear in their eyes
This unbelievable power
That reaches beyond the skies
This crazed form of torture
That corrupts the soul
Of Terrorism’s goal
You can see the children running
Running for their Lives
Waiting for the answer
To the question on their minds
What is this place?
by: Megan L. Cerezo
The Life of A Child
The Life of a Child
What does it mean?
The Life of a Child
So bitter yet sweet
Though you may not know
The Eyes of a Child
Are more precious than Silver and Gold
For within the Eyes of a Child
The Future behold
I will not show a Child deceit
Or lead it astray
For within the Heart of a Child
God's plans lay Straight
by: Megan L. Cerezo
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