MY SOUL SPEAKS: as I sit, Alone and Look out the SOUL Window and REFLECT My Mind Ponders many
thoughts. I am no Stranger, to PAIN, Struggles, hardships Disappointments, Hurt, Sickness and Near
Death yet Somehow I STILL STAND and REMAIN here for I know I have still a Purpose in Life, or Always
on a Mission and Journey. I have been through many Revolving doors SEEKING and Hoping for LOVE and
LOVE Returned or some form of it. Almost some 20 years ago, I died in the Dark Alone for there was No
ONE to dry MY Dark Tears I cried. All My Life I have felt like a wandering beggar, a panhandler, not
begging for change, yet begging for Love, only to have my cup filled with pain Yet MY Heart still believes
with Faith it won’t always be this Way. Born into this World to familiar Strangers, where depression,
generation curses, bitterness, anger and constant pain lived Loved less as a Child, only to pass into the
hands of the Loveless like a vicious Circle, a Generation Curse still waiting to be broken. It’s like my
secret struggles are not a secret when revealed. Someone Said to Me I want to be accepted for who I am
yet do I accept those for who they are or Who HE is.? In the Heat of the Moment I found myself saying
Love can’t be flicked on and off Like a Light Switch, yet I am Guilty of Hypocritical judgmental measures
and sometimes high-minded in my own Self Righteous Thoughts. Easy to Say Just Accept me as I am
when I can’t always accept those for who they are? I ask myself as Well Do I know Love or the Mere
Illusion, or some form of it. I too can sit back and be pious and Self-Righteous yet Not without Blame.
Not Without Blame, By: Marcette Fochier, Author, Poet and Writer 10.2.11©