A Sister’s Sorrow


Can I see a sister’s sorrow
And not comfort her to embrace hope
For a better tomorrow?

Can I see a sister’s grief
And not offer a remedy for relief?

Can I see a sister’s eyes rain a river of tears,
And not help her conquer her darkest fears?

Can a mother see her daughter, weep,
And not offer a shoulder so she can get a peaceful sleep?

It is not so, women! sisters, daughters, mothers, grandmothers
This is in divine order
We all should offer a source of strength and relief
For all our sister’s in grief.
The enemy is a thief
It is his duty to plague our lives with grief.
But here is your relief,

Thy maker is nearby
He’s in the four corners, in the valley, and up above in the sky

Women, you may be weary
But Clearly,
The creator loves you dearly
Just hear me.

The creator employed joy to take grief’s place
Joy conquers grief and kicks him out on his face
And warns him that he has no authority in your space.

The creator gives Joy the authority to order the hit for grief to be destroyed
So sisters let us avoid
The stains of envy, jealousies, fallacies, backbiting, lying,
Trying
To whip one another with hurt
Let us stand together and form a synergy
Feed off one another’s positive energy
I hope you hearing me.

Women! Whether it be---Asian, Black, Chinese, Mexican, etc… or White
We all are a like in God’s eyesight, so
Let us stand together ---- Link together
Pray together in the stormy weather
Let us be the strength  that relieve our sister’s sorrow
And offers her  a better hope for tomorrow
And a brand new JOY that remains employed as an entity in her life.

Copyright @ 2009 Michelle Alford aka Poetic Energy

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