Listen for the Silence
Listen for the Silence
He pulls into his yard,
.,Wondering what he wants,,
Looking over his palace,
Get ready to give his lady taunts,
He orders her to get him some food,
And Now to get a beer,
As she cringes with fright,
And complying out of fear,
Shes been hit to many times,
A slap here and a cuff there,
She feels so helpless
It just doesn't seem fair,
But she loves the man ,
And to scared to leave ,
We need to lend her a hand,
Give her some room to breathe,
It takes a snake of a man,
To abuse any lady,
When we look in his eyes,
He seems nothing but shady,
We need to help her,
And set these animals straight,
Maybe a backhand or two for him,
And then kick his ass out the gate,
This happens far to often,
As her silence it goes unheard,
We need to open our eyes,
And see the viloence that occurred,
In ending,listen for her silence,
As she has no voice,
And we can speak for her,
And then maybe she'll have a choice,
Wayne Harvey July05/07
THE GUYS MOM & DAD WARNED us OF!
A Biker enters the hospital,
As naive eyes stare at him,
A sense of Fear enters the room,
Like in the presence of the Original Sin.
He Nods and walks by,
Not caring of their idle stare,
He's on a Mission,
To see a Child who is unaware.
He presses the elevator button,
As Patrons quickly Vacated,
Not wanting in the same space,
Of this man who is under-rated.
He has a smile on his Face,
With a stuffed animal under his arm,
No, not for a sick family member,
But for a Child under Medical Harm.
His boots echoing the Halls,
Strolling through stares of disbelief,
Not even knowing that his presence,
Is there to help a CHILD out of Grief.
The *BIKER* does not know this CHILD,
But his HEART will Feel the TEARS,
For this Terminally ill Child of GOD,
Sitting Alone fighting Hidden Fears.
At first the child seems Nervous,
Until they have EYE contact,
The Child sees a Huge Man,
But FEELS his Friendship in Tact.
The Child is Raised to His Knee,
Still a little Apprehensive,
This is the Guy,Mom & DAD warned us about,
But this Man Doesn't seem OFFENSIVE.
A short while passes by,
Asking Questions of one another,
For A SHORT while, forgetting the TERMINAL problem,
Just a kid and a BIKER and his new found Little'Brother.
These Short moments are Priceless,
For the CHILD and the MAN in BLACK,
As tears fills the Bikers eyes,
Praying to God He can come Back.
As the Biker wipes his eye's,
Trying to be Strong,
For His new Lil'Buddy,
For now his HEART does Belong.
I am A *BIKER* and a Man,
But the courage of this little CHILD,
Exceeds all limits of BELIEF,
Now My problems,seem so MILD.
Yes, I am a *BIKER* and a MAN,
But I can't Figure out,
Why this couragous CHILD,
Will soon Do WithOut.
So Maybe next time you pass a *BIKER*,
Think of who He's there to see,
It could be YOUR CHILD,
That he RAISES on his KNEE.
Wayne Harvey -- 11:11 PM 28/10/00
Wayne Harvey (WAYNE"S WORLD III) www.americansteel.net/ww3
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