Monthly Archives: February 2017

Three Line Tales – Week Fifty-Five

Three Line Tales, Week 55

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Photo credit: Edwin Undrade – via Unsplash

Lift your hands up to help me, do not use your hands to cause me pain. Don’t use your hands to slap me, use them to help me. Do not wound my soul, use your healing hands to soothe my pain. Lay your hands to embrace and pray for me.

Lift your hands up to lift me up not to weigh me down. Do not dig a hole to bury me in. Use your hands to lift me higher into the light and out of darkness.

Lift your hands up to give praise. Do not to use them to carry scandalous strife. Do not scorn me by spreading falsehoods. Do not touch the anointed. Lend your hand in need.

`Yvonne L.

(My three lines have gone over the literal three lines)

Push!

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Do you find yourself at a standstill sometimes?

Does it seems like there is more,

but you are not quite there?

Push, push your way through.

It’s obtainable.

Push! Push your way through!

It’s reachable.

Push! Push to your breakthrough!

Push!

`Yvonne L.

 

 

 

“The People”

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(A re-post from my previous blog entry)

Disclaimer: This literary work is intended for creative purposes only. The origin is not intended to politicize, promote, or condone any party affiliation. Although there are similarities in content, the author’s purpose is to inspire and motivate. The body of work is the literary discretion and right of the writer.

The Preamble to the Constitution declares “We the People of the United States, in Order to form a perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.”

Sounds from “The People” were ringing in my ears enough for me to ask, who are the people? Most of my life, I was taught to be considerate of “The People.” “The People” had privileges and liberty in mine, the life of others, to the point, it appeared “The People” had more voice than me. There were times rather than my empowerment- I had given power to “The People.”

I remember being reared to become a “good girl.” By this way, “The People” wouldn’t think bad of you or have unpleasant things to say. Later, as a teen and young adult, when I was facing unfavorable situations in life, I was conscious of my actions to avoid a verdict of “The People”.

Currently on my journey, when I am facing major decisions, I find myself conscious of “The People” opinions. Well, now, I’m rendering “The People” powerless. I’m making declaration to “The People” my Bill of Rights. You see, I can remain in the state of stagnation without growth because of others, and if I do, I will fail to reach the fruition of whom I am created because of the need of others validation.

So, I ask, who are “The People?” I never see them. I don’t know them.  “The People” never personally say anything to me, but others tell me about them. Where are “The People” when I need them? Then, why do “The People” deserve power over me?

Therefore, I serve notice to “The People” whoever or wherever they are … I purpose to live and exercise my rights to life and liberty in pursuit of my happiness. I AM FREE from YOU!  I AM FREE to be ME!

~Yvonne L