My Wheelchair Thrown

4/7/2012                                                                                                                                                                R.M.J.


                                          As I sit  all alone,watching from my place my home, I have not for-
                                    gotten any of them, that are gone.  To wish for there company at time,s
                                    this world has separated us, with it,s lie,s, so now to realize all that I
                                    had, to look back in timee makes me sad.
                                          To want for the things in the pass, and ask myself , was that the trash
                                    that landed me in my wheelchair at last.  So now I stop and think as I ro-
                                    am, because now, I am in my wheelchair thrown.
                                          To sit in a place alone, I think of a friend to help me along, and those
                                    thoughts come to mind, only when I am all Alone, at that weak moment of
                                    my life, to see a friend, with all might, at that last moment when I could not
                                    fight, it seem,s that I heard a voice say, that at your weakess time, is when 
                                    I carried you.
                                          Say,s The Father, Say,s The Son, Say,s The Spirit.
                                          Many Time,s I have Carried You.  AMAN.

                                     My Wheelchair Thrown, An Extention Of GODS HAND.

                                     Why I Am Not Alone.

                                     Written By: Mr.Rufus Murry Jr.

I was inspired through different ups, and downs,as I traveled through a city with no pity for anyone regardless of their problem,their thought of helping some people is submitting to degrading levels,or turning face from my so call family. Until now I see who my friend is,because I sit in my Wheelchair Thrown all alone, Association,Peers. R.M.J At your weakess moment in your life I carried you,"Exstention"Comentario del autro

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