Sunday, May 24, 2015

Dear Daddy (Part 3) By: Amanda K. Dudley-Penn

For my father, Eric Ray Dudley

Dear Daddy, I remember
The trip to live with you.
I thought the pain was over.
I had dreams to pursue.
Dear Daddy, I remember 
The grin on your face.
Somehow that got lost 
In a darkened haze.
Dear Daddy, I understood
That you were hurt.
I understood I was sacrificed
because you couldn't lose her.
Dear Daddy, I don't blame you
for someone else's plans.
You were trapped like me.
It made it hard to stand.
Dear Daddy, you saved me
when you let me go.
Your sacrifice has gone
without being known.
Dear Daddy, I missed you
when we couldn't speak.
But I remember what you did
was because you loved me.
Dear Daddy, you left me
to save me from another's hurt.
You couldn't tell anyone
because they would tell her.
Dear Daddy, I love you
and you showed that you loved me.
You saved me from pain.
You allowed me to breathe.
Dear Daddy, thank you 
for keeping me alive.
For putting me first
At that time in my life.


Saturday, April 18, 2015

Dear Daddy (Part Two) By: Amanda K. Dudley-Penn

To my father, Eric Ray Dudley

Dear Daddy, I remember well
When you were absent for while.
It was when that moment happened
when I was pushed from being a child.
Dear Daddy, I still remember
wishing for you to arrive.
Every day that passed,
I died a little inside.
Dear Daddy, I knew
you had another girl.
I would  have loved to see her
Another sister in this world.
Dear Daddy, I wrote to you
while you were gone.
But you've disappeared before.
From me and your son.
Dear Daddy, I missed you
And wondered when you'd return.
A girl's daddy is important.
It's a lesson hard learned.
Dear Daddy, I loved you then
And I love you even now.
I try to understand you
I try not to think foul.
Dear Daddy, another chapter closed.
Another soon began.
Another child affected.
Another took your hand.
Dear Daddy, I wish for you
to tell about your life.
But now, I just live
within a never-ending strife.

Thursday, April 2, 2015

Dear Daddy (Part One) By: Amanda K. Dudley-Penn

To my father, Eric Ray Dudley

Dear Daddy, did you know
That I was told how you were?
How you held me and
cherished me after my birth.
Dear Daddy, I still remember
when we played.
I remember your laugh
But it never stayed.
Dear Daddy, I wished for you
when you were far from me.
I didn't understand then.
The pain I didn't see.
Dear Daddy, I waited for you
and watched the cars go by.
Those times you didn't come,
I had to force myself not to cry.
Dear Daddy, I wish I knew then
how to take away the hurt.
But when you're a little girl,
Things are fractured and blurred.
Dear Daddy, I look back and
understand what you went through.
I hope you know unconditionally
That I love you.
Dear Daddy, I won't forget
who you used to be.
Before the darkness
Took you away from me.

Thursday, March 19, 2015

Story Untold By Amanda K. Dudley-Penn


For everyone who has ever suffered through depression

   As I look around me 
And force myself to move
I don't think anyone else would know 
The struggle I go through.
I move against a darkness 
That plagues me every day.
I force a smile through it 
Pushing the shadows far away.
Whispers of sadness come.
With them come disheartened tears.
And the doubts eventually reach out 
Bringing my worst fears.
The loneliness is too much
 But still, I continue on.
I will fight this evil 
Even when I feel desperate and alone.
I will never give in, 
Instead I will stand.
I will not reach out 
And take the devil's hand.
I will push through the shadows 
That plague my mind.
I will see through the darkness 
Even when it makes me blind.
I will remember the words 
To always live bold.  
I will not leave my book unwritten 
And my story untold.


Sunday, March 1, 2015

What Do We Do? By Amanda K. Dudley-Penn


The wind of change 
Isn't always good.
Hatred is king.
No peace no love.
I gaze around.
People don't speak.
Held captive by lies.
Silence they seek.
Accused of the worst.
But meaning the best.
Gone is our freedom of speech.
Next is freedom of press.
People are dying.
No help is found.
Where is the truth.
Are you too proud? 
History goes round.
History repeats.
Innocence gone. 
Blood in the streets.
Silence is golden.
But I only see pain.
People are bought.
and put in invisible chains.
Difference isn't celebrated.
Instead it is cursed.
Tears fall from my eyes
As books are burned. 
Choices are condemned 
By the majority rule.
Bow down at his feet
You gave up your freedoms too.
I am looking for answers 
As the sky grows dark.
How did this happen?
How were we torn a part?
So, I'm searching for answers.
I'm searching for truth.
In a world so dark.
What do we do?

Friday, February 27, 2015

Dreams Came True By; Amanda K. Dudley-Penn


For my fellow dreamers. 

A breath, 
A heart beat,
A twist of fate.
A blink.
A choice.
A step to take.
A dream.
A belief.
You are enough.
A flex.
A push.
You are that tough.
A change.
A goal.
You follow through.
A prayer.
A smile.
Make your dreams true.
A fear.
A doubt.
You push it away.
A stand.
A hope. 
You make your way.
A breath.
A heartbeat.
A twist of fate.
A blink.
A choice.
Your step to take.
A dream. 
A belief.
You are enough.  
A flex.
A push.
Prove you're tough.
A change.
A goal.
You followed through.
A prayer.
A smile.
You're dreams came true.

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Blame By: Amanda K. Dudley-Penn

Images float in front of me
of sadness and pain.
Hearts have turned cold
and the world has gone insane.
People protect those that hurt 
and condemn the innocent and the weak.
Death can come to those who act
or even those who write or speak.
Fear has become a companion
and our tongues have been tied.
Condemned are the ones who tell the truth
And rewards to those who lie.
Terror is struck in children
who once knew nothing bad.
Eyes constantly cry tears for the lost
and the world focuses on being mad.
No one can tell what is the truth
But they still choose a side.
Based on vanity and opinions
and most times based on pride.
The people at the top are smiling
and become professional talkers.
Their evil plans are concealed 
by the first rule...Divide and conquer.
Yet, the people will continue to walk
into this world's burning flames
All  so they can scream and shout
and have someone to blame.