number [2]
Mood:  not sure
Topic: poem of some meaning
Worlds fate.
written by:gayle murray [me]
02/04/07

Emotions awash with fear and hate
Why is the world’s fate in my hands?
The stress of the hammer the fear in his eyes
Why is all up for me to decide?
The tears the cries being heard through the night
The loss of this man will be so greatly be told.
With the pressure and force I bring down my arm
Piercing his flesh with the cold metal force
The blood and the sweat are all mixed as one.
The twitch of his body but no cry has come out
The pain he has accepted yet I feel no better
To do this again and again and again to see him take it and not cry
Who is this guy?
Where the people right in doing this to him; is he the messiah meant to live
The raising of the cross
The body sinking in to the deaths of despair
I hear the sobs and I see the pain
How can this man be calm again?
One man to each side
Him in the center
Yet he doesn’t die.
The cries and laughter all come as one
Then it all stops at the lift of his head
He opens him mouth and the words come out
“Forgive them father they know not of what they do”
Then a storm and now we all know
We have killed the messiah savior of men.

first poem posted
Mood:  lyrical
Topic: poem

Missed You
Written by Gayle Murray [me]
11/08/06



I wake up; my eyes take a moment to adjust
What happened why am I here?
I can’t remember…
I look around and see eyes fixed upon me.
No one moves.
I try to speak
But my voice I can not find.
Then suddenly…
A man with a tear on his cheek voice directed at me
Says
I missed you.
All of a sudden the room comes to life,
Commotion is all around
But
I’m in another world
All I think is of what he said
Then like a memory coming back
I remember…
I remember the park and the swings.
I remember talking to him about many things,
Laughing and playing, we were both seventeen.
I remember the friend with the gun in his hand
Aimed it at him.
My love ever so strong took over me, as I ran in front of the bullet.
It shattered through my body, I remember no pain only love,
Love for him.
Then my world turned black.
Now as I lay here with the I.V. in my hand,
It all comes back to pieces.
That man I loved
I saved his life.
I see him standing there in the middle of things
Still saying to me
With the tear on this cheek,
I missed you.