Here is some more prose from my books of words. As you know I like the poetry\/prose that I collect from Facebook and what I see in books etc. I hope you are not getting fed up…so here goes:<\/p>\n
A Truckers Prayer<\/strong> If someone treats you bad, I’m Not Lost, We should not go back to normal. You don’t always have to be strong, But you always, And when nobody wakes you up in the morning, You will never speak to anyone more than you speak to yourself, Nothing keeps another awake at night, I miss me, This could be happening now in 2021… Life is just like a willy, Never regret a day in your life, Here is some more prose from my books of words. As you know I like the poetry\/prose that I collect from Facebook and what I see in books etc. I hope you are not getting fed up…so here goes: A Truckers Prayer Lord, please help me to be safe as I travel each mile, Let […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":68,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-582","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/carolwake.me.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/582","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/carolwake.me.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/carolwake.me.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/carolwake.me.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/carolwake.me.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=582"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/carolwake.me.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/582\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":597,"href":"https:\/\/carolwake.me.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/582\/revisions\/597"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/carolwake.me.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/68"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/carolwake.me.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=582"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/carolwake.me.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=582"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/carolwake.me.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=582"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nLord, please help me to be safe as I travel each mile,
\nLet your presence guide me and bring me a smile,
\nTake care of my family while I’m away,
\nLet them know I miss them each and every day,
\nSteer me clear of danger as I cross the country alone,
\nI put my hands in your Lord,
\nKeep me safe,
\nGet me home,
\nAmen.<\/p>\n
\njust remember that there is something wrong with them, not you,
\nNormal people don’t go around destroying other people.<\/p>\n
\nI have stopped telling myself that I am lost,
\nI’m on a road without a destination,
\nI’m just driving with hope that I will find a place that I like and that I will stay there,
\nI’m not lost,
\nI’m on my way.<\/p>\n
\nBecause normal was the problem.<\/p>\n
\nSometimes you need to scream,
\ncuss, through shit,or have a really good cry.<\/p>\n
\nalways need to pull yourself back,
\nthen go back to being the badass you were meant to me.<\/p>\n
\nAnd when nobody waits for you at night,
\nAnd when you can do whatever you want,
\nWhat do you call it…
\nFreedom or Loneliness<\/p>\n
\nIn your head,
\nbe kind to yourself.<\/p>\n
\nmore than knowing their adult child is or if they are Ok,
\nor if they are hurting.<\/p>\n
\nThe old me,
\nThe happy me,
\nThe smiling me,
\nThe laughing me,
\nThe gone me.<\/p>\n
\nRemember it didn’t start with gas chambers.
\nIt started with politicians dividing the people with “us and them”.
\nIt started with intolerance and hate speech and when people stopped caring became de sensitive and turned blind eye.<\/p>\n
\nSometimes it’s up,
\nAnd sometimes it’s down,
\nBut it won’t be hard forever.<\/p>\n
\nGood days give happiness,
\nbad days give experience,
\nWorst days give lessons.,
\nAnd best days give memories.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"