http://slow.writerscafe.org/Damon The original writings of author Damon en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776062719 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Mama called for meShe was riding on that long black train.She was calling my name--I recognized her voice from memory.She’s been gone for years.I loved her then;I love her still,And I always will.Yes, I will even when I join her on that long black train.   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Damon/279005/ Churches burned to the groundHouses burning all aroundFaces showing the pain of growing up--With no family to lean on. Violence captured on TV screen--Things that never should have been seen.Mothers raped little girls by their sides.Their brothers made to watch--mouths open wide.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Damon/278327/