A Time For Mourning....
Thanks to all my readers, or if you just happen to come by for a glance, Today's post will be a reflection on this weeks past events.. It's sad that the ideology of a few people can change the world so much. What happen to the days we children of all races and creed played with one another ?
No one saw colors or religious barriers. The world has changed and the people that dwell within. I firmly agree that everyone deserves a fair chance in life. We all want the sames things for us and our families, Health, prosperity and a chance to live in a world where freedom of expression or religion should not be looked down upon. I firmly agree no one should force their individual views on another by violence. But we as a society have become brain washed. I'm not using this as a political shouting point. I see each person just as that a person, We as a culture must realize this isn't our play ground and we can't pick sides play dodge ball and go home at the end of the day . I want to thank each and every person that walks through the doors of Triple T Tire, each of your are a very important of the reasons we are here and without you this would be just a building , No life, no laughter ,, If you need anything from our associates don't hesitate to ask.. I've enclosed a poem I wrote a couple years back I hope you enjoy.. Bless each one of you
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I Was There
I was there in Columbine
Even though I wasn't allowed to be
I shielded you with my love
I was there that was me
I was there when the towers fell
I cried with a nation in mourn
I took my people home
And left others to be reborn
I was there in your churches
I held you tight when evil made it's call
My heart was breaking from your pain
As I watched my people fall
I was there in the garden
This is where my story begins
I was there in your trials and struggles
I was there to take your sin
Tears will fall from your pain
That's just how it's meant to be.
I was there to move your mountains
Although you chose not to see
I was there....
© 2017 By Ron Bryson
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