http://slow.writerscafe.org/poeticjustice67 The original writings of author sheila lott en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776115319 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I wrote this for a daycare center http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticjustice67/228704/ A dedication to my kids http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticjustice67/228694/ She starts her normal day.Her make-up is flawless,not a hair out of place, she is dressed to perfecton.As is walks into her office,you can HERE  the sound of her high heel shoes.She smells like a field of wild flowers.She stands tall as she flows across the room.She knows they st.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticjustice67/226898/ I fight because the cycle ends heremy boys will not be abusive men.I fight so my daughter knows her worth  she will never know my pain.I fight because my mother did notbecause he broke her many years ago.I fight because of my neighborwho screams with fear at night.I fight b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticjustice67/223212/ The voices keep screaming in my headdouse him with gasoline and burn him in his bedHe is just a weak pathic little manwho never should have struck me with the back of his handMy pride was never his to takeso revenge is mine make no mistakeI get stronger every hour on the hourhell I fee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticjustice67/221008/ While cleaning house one day I had sat down to rest,and my tiny five year-old laid his head on my chest.Mama there are things I do not understandwell if you ask me son,I will answer the very best I can.Mama why do I have to go to school?because son, knowledge is a powerful tool.Mama.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticjustice67/220971/ She lives her life between sanity and insanitybetween chaos and peace.She lives in both the past and the presentbetween heaven and hell.She lives somewhere between wisdom and knowledgebetween strength and weakness.Her time on earth is meaningful to some,and meaningless to othersshe bel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticjustice67/220379/ She use to be a women who only spoke when she was spoken too,she felt a odd insanity carrying her shame.She use to be a women who felt unworthy of her life,she cried so many tears,but held them close to her heart.She use to be a women who thought she deserved her pain,she lied ab.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poeticjustice67/220296/