http://slow.writerscafe.org/arejoleacher The original writings of author arejoleacher en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776050714 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 NeedI don’twant to sit here,Anymore.And Watch Life Pass by.I don’twant to be,Comfortable.I wantto Wake upEvery morningKnowing,BelievingI’vedone at leastSomething,Anything.LifeUsed tobe soBlackAnd.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/arejoleacher/1355975/ Iclose my eyes to see. Whenthe darkness engulfs me,colorsI’ve never seen, orheard beforecome to life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/arejoleacher/1352626/ That little girl on the stairs,Who is crying tears of bleach,Who is asking for a tissue,But there seems to be no tissue in reach.The parents in the next room, With the pistols in their hands, Aiming at one another, prepared to- Bang! “You good for nothing witch!.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/arejoleacher/1349931/  Do trees weep when their branches fall?Do they wish their branches could catch themall?Do they plead for time to undo the unavoidable?Do they know the inevitable is inevitable?  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/arejoleacher/1349285/     IfI asked someone to open their eyes and look,aftera lifetime of being blind,wouldthey see it? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/arejoleacher/1348606/