As I walk alone
With in my mind
The seeds you’ve sewn
Are so entwined

The doubt I think
Of who I am
Ashamed I shrink
Your words did slam

You will not win
I’ll fight with all
Someday I’ll grin
Walk proud and tall

Until that day
You laugh at me
My heart you slay
Until I’m free

Written by E M Rushton
Aug 6th 2018

The raging beast ,across it sweeps
Up it roared ,in smoke and flame
Now running scared , none now sleeps
We fight for life , the beast we tame

The sun is hot , our bodies weary
For days on end , this is our way
Its not for all , for most its scary
In soot of black , for rest we lay

My helmet for my pillow
And black soot for my bed
I dream of shade from a willow
But the forest , it is dead

Of twenty four , eighteen we spend
Our faces black , our feet so sore
We know no stop ,until the end
The firey one, you live no more

Written by E.M.rushton.
Aug 4th 2018

I fly up high on wings of man
And see below, the beautiful land
My job's to fight the firey beast
From North to South , West to East

I love my job and I am proud
But the fire is fierce , and its rage is loud
The sky is grey and thick with smoke
I pray to God I make it out

I dive down deep ,to drop the load
I hear the pop , my wings expload
My job on earth is now done
My life in heaven has begun

My sisters and brothers , please dont cry
For With wings of God , Im still up high
The firey beast has not won
For me eternity has just begun

Written by E.M.Rushton

As the lighting flashes in the darkness of night  , the war in side  her head is intensified. The metal barrow she uses for shelter wraps her loneliness around her with suffocation . Then again , comes the load roar of thunder and mixed with the growl in her stomach from days of hunger , it spits deafness into her soul.
Written by E. M. Rushton

From where she stands, the lay out of the land is different in so many ways,
yet the same in one. The week has been extreemly stressful, with what seemed like
everything going wrong. With her sanity at stake, she stands , looking down off the hill,
to the field below , when Deja Vu  fills her mind. Then the thought of , "Someday, I will
be older and will look back at today.  Then she see's the small child of 8 years of age. The
child is crying and standing on a hill looking down on the farm fields.The woman then shivers
as she hears the the words the child speaks, " Someday I will be older , and will look back at today.
Then with a blink of the womans eye, the child is gone, and woman and child become one. 42 years later, the wisdom
of a child , still gives the woman stenght , when life seems unbeable .

Written by E.M.Rushton

If you awoke upon this day
Arise and shine,
Like the suns own rays
Let your steps be light,
And you heart be bright
Dance like the leaves,
In the warm summer breeze
Speak words that are kind,
And you will find,
At the end of the day,
You will have peace of mind.

Written by E.M.Rushton

The tortured mind
in darkness sits
As voices bind
the fear now hits

Are they real
are they not
my life they steal
I kid you not

They say to ****
they say to hide
against my will
I must abide

This curse I have
Upon my soul
there is no salve
to mend to hole

The hell in me
from day to day
no one see's
and I do pray

Upon the bridge
My screams I shout
I'm over the edge
I want out

To jump I choose
the pain is gone
But my life
I now loose

Written by E.M.Rushton