If I Feel My Heart Weep

If I feel my heart weep
My soul cry
Let me be in a place
Where good ones lie.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

The Answer Came To Me

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The answer came to me
Not in a flash of light
Nor as a wave crashing in the night
That those past lives lived
Come to us in a way
So simple and so straight away
They come in our DNA.

We remember things gone by
And don’t know why
But the reason is
They are in our DNA.

Such as when you think
You’ve been here before
Think again
For you have been
It’s all written in your DNA.

They tell us what we need
What will make us pleased
It’s all there in our DNA.

When you think you’ve been
In this situation once again
It’s most likely true
The blueprints shows us
Thru and thru all that’s written
There in our DNA.

Why we laugh and grin
Why we cry and don’t know why
The answer is in no other place
It’s our saving grace
There within for eons…

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My Eyes Cry

My eyes cry
They cry and I don’t know why.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

Tell Me When, Tell Me Why

Tell me when, tell me why
Please, before I die.

Don’t want to cry, don’t want to die
Please tell me when, please tell me why.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

Let Me Hear The Weather

 

 

 

 

 

Let me hear the weather
Falling against the sky
Let me see the moon
Not cry.

Let me feel my heart
Pounding love strong
For the one that makes
The rain soft
And the moon sigh.

Let me be the one
Where love resides
In my heart, tonight.
~ Patrice

 

 

 

 

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Death, Killed And Died

Cpl. Nathan Cirillo, was shot and killed while on honorary guard at the National War Memorial in Ottawa.
Warrant Officer Patrice Vincent, was killed after being struck in a hit-and-run attack in St-Jean-sur-Richelieu, Quebec.

Death, killed and died
Did no wrong, we cry
We cry.

Makes no sense
Why, why
Why?

Death, death
No reason why
No sane reason why.
~ Patrice

My condolences to the family, the friends of
Cpl. Nathan Cirillo and Warrant Officer Patrice Vincent
They served with courage and with honour. They gave the ultimate sacrifice.
Rest in the arms of God, brave soldiers

We Thank You. We Honour You 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

I Wonder What Was It Like

I wonder what was it like
When I was born
Did I cry right away
Or was I compelled?

Did I know what had happened
Was I frightened to be out
Of the only world I’d known
Did I even know where I was?

The answers I don’t know
No one left to tell
Gone are the memories
I may have once held.

The business of new life
Took over and I cried
Sad to be leaving
The soft, warm womb
Where my mother kept me
Safe and alive.

I may not remember
No one left to tell
But I know I was born and
With love I was held.
~Patrice

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014