Face of a Warrior

You have got the face of a warrior

Set intently on the task at hand

Fighting the enemy

And defending your army

Every morning when you awake

You need to put the armour on

To start each day equipped

So you can stand up strong 

First up is the belt of truth

Buckled around your waist

To help you stand firm

And keep you on the straight

Second is the breastplate of righteousness

Sitting in the perfect place

To protect the fragile heart

And keep you a strong warrior

Third is protecting the feet

Equipping them with readiness

That comes from the gospel of peace

To keep you standing strong

Fourth is the shield of faith

Held up front and proud

To extinguish the flaming arrows

To put you off your fight 

Fifth is the helmet of salvation

Used to protect the head

And stop it being infiltrated and broken

By the thoughts of the enemy

Lastly is the sword of the spirit

All living, powerful and sharp

Ready to strike at the enemy

And ward off the evil one 

Jo Anne Kennedy

November 2014

Wallets

Half of the world

Their wallets are full to burst

Coins on onside

Notes on the other

The other half of the world

Their wallets are empty

No coins to put in it

And no crisp notes either

Is it fair that one half

Live in abundance and plenty

While the other half go hungry

With no money to buy even bread

There needs to be a change

The two halves should be the same

Enjoying the same benefits

And access to food and money

Jo Anne Kennedy

November 2014

Pain is The Only Thing

Life is a funny thing

It throws a lot of stuff at you

Some that you embrace openly

And others that knock you to the ground

Sometimes joy is abundant

And smiles are overflowing

Your heart feels that it may burst

Because of the love flowing inside

Sometimes it doesn't go too well

Your heart aches and breaks

And pain is the only thing

That haunts your mind and body

One thing is for sure

That whatever is going on

Whatever life throws at you

There is one constant standing by

We need to believe in the one

Turn to Him in our hour of need

And praise Him in times of joy

There is always someone standing beside you

Jo Anne Kennedy

November 2014

Burning Incandescently

From my window I sat and watched

Watching the fire slowly rise

The flames all golden and red

Licking around the walls

Slowly the colours become brighter

The fire furious and hot

The windows starting breaking

And all I did was watch

It was a mesmerising sight

Watching the fire burning incandescently

Seeing the house starting to crumble

And the flames burning bright

I am overwhelmed by the power of the fire

I am scared at the force of the fire

I wonder what is going to happen

Yet I just stand there and watch 

Jo Anne Kennedy

November 2014

Cut Throat

The world is a cut throat place

Everyone is out for themselves

Getting what they want

To make them succeed in life

Everyone walks down the street

Absorbed in their own worlds

Headphones in, world silenced out

Focusing on their next task

People sitting on the street

Holding signs saying please help

But no one looks their way

Ignoring the homeless and the hungry

We cannot continue like this

We need to stop and look around

To see the world around us

And reach out to those in need

Jo Anne Kennedy

November 2014

A Familiar Paradise

I am struggling in this world

I feel choked and suffocated

My thoughts are dragging me down

Like weeds in a flourishing garden

I want to escape, I need to breathe

The smog is suffocating me

Getting into my lungs

And turning them black

I want to go back to my place

The place where I felt loved

I need to be in a familiar paradise

Surrounded by love and goodness

I need the peacefulness and calm

To be filled with the joy

And like a blossoming flower

Full of colour and energy

Jo Anne Kennedy

November 2014

Matador Dance

It is hard to find a way

A way to connect with you

We go towards each other,

Then we don't know what to do

We dance around each other

In a state of confusion and fear

Not knowing how to talk

Or how to show our love

I want to be your friend

I don't want to reject you

Or you to reject me

But we can't communicate

The way we are with each other

It's like a matador dance

One step forward, two steps back

Afraid to connect in the middle

Jo Anne Kennedy

November 2014