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My godmother was ill and I began to think about what she had accomplished in her life.  Then, I focused on me and several thoughts ran across my mind.  I compiled those thoughts in this writing.  Hope you enjoy.

THERE’S NO TURNING BACK

Before the eyes blink life can change.

Seconds commit to minutes and minutes to hours.

There’s no turning back.

Each exhale welcomes an inhale.

There’s no turning back.

The dew tells the earth it is a new day.

There’s no turning back.

The atmospheric pressures introduces a new season.

There’s no turning back.

Action, reaction, and no action.

There’s no running back..

Words spoken that hurt, abuse and tear down.

There’s no turning back.

Before the eyes blink life can change.

You can choose to turn those seconds that turn into minutes

and the minutes that turn into hours to a commitment to be a blessing to someone.

There’s no turning back.

You can choose to turn that exhale that welcomes an inhale into living life as if it was your last.

 There’s no turning back.

The dew tells the earth it is a new day, this is your new dawning.

There’s not turning back.

The atmospheric pressures that introduces a new season is another opportunity to live in your purpose.

There’s no turning back.

Action, reaction, and no action decide what you will add and subtract from your journey.

There’s no turning back..

Words spoken in wisdom that heal, inspire and encourage, instead of tearing down.

There’s no turning back take advantage of the first time.

by:  Deb’orah C. Momon

date: 12/31/2013

I got on the elevator one morning at my place of employment and greet everyone  by saying, “Good morning”.  No one said a word.  Another person entered the elevator and that person did the same as I and the people on the elevator said, “Good morning”.  One more person got on the elevator before my floor and did the same as the previous person and the people on the elevator said, “Good morning”.  The next floor was mine and I exited and turned and faced everyone on the elevator before it closed and I said, ” Have a wonderful day”.  Guess what? No one said a word.  I was the only race not in multiples on the elevator.

 

COLORLESS

People, People!

Don’t you know,

You have to look not only at my color to see much, much mo!

You placed me in a race and made me a class

And you say,

“I am causing you trouble accepting the truth about your ancestor’s past.”

My color blocks your vision in many situations

Hold you bondage by placing limitations on a color like me.

You closed yourself to live,

To dream,

To grow,

Because you are too busy watching who is doing what for me;

Just because you see color and not me.

Author:  Deb’orah Momon

2006