Dear, Mr. President-Pink

Dear Mr. President,

Come take a walk with me.

Let's pretend we're just two people and

You're not better than me.

I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?

Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?

What do you feel when you look in the mirror?

Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?

How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?

How do you walk with your head held high?

Can you even look me in the eye

And tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,

Were you a lonely boy?

Are you a lonely boy?

Are you a lonely boy?

How can you say

No child is left behind?

We're not dumb and we're not blind.

They're all sitting in your cells

While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?

And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?

I can only imagine what the first lady has to say

You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?

How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?

How do you walk with your head held high?

Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work

Minimum wage with a baby on the way

Let me tell you 'bout hard work

Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away

Let me tell you 'bout hard work

Building a bed out of a cardboard box

Let me tell you 'bout hard work

Hard work

Hard work

You don't know nothing 'bout hard work

Hard work

Hard work

Oh

How do you sleep at night?

How do you walk with your head held high?

Dear Mr. President,

You'd never take a walk with me.

Would you?

Hoku

Author's Note: I wrote this for Hoku, the main horse in the Phantom Stallion:Wild Horse Island series it has quotes from the books The Horse Charmer, and The Shining Stallion. Both of which belong to Terri Farley Image belongs to Wild Horse Valley http://phantomstallion.org

Hoku.

Star.

A powerful,

Wild,

Filly.

From the Nevada Range

To the Shores of Hawaii

So close to the sea

Yet so far from

Home

Red-gold

Chestnut.

Flaxen colored

Mane and Tail.

Star.

Hoku.

The source of her name.

Pale white

Against golden skin.

Brown Eyes

Shone so bright

With intelligence

Have changed.

Full sister of the Phantom

Her dam- Princess Kitty.

Her Sire-Smoke

Afraid of men

Due to being saddled to early

Head-shy,

But full of spirit

Hoku.

Star.

And Star's are the eyes of heaven

Free

Everyone dreams to be free

That includes freedom from fear

The fear that tomorrow, You will be on someone's Plate

Stop Slaughter Now

All 5 kittens about 1 or 2 weeks old

At the risk of sounding like a proud parent to people who really don't give a damn I shall tell you about my babies. Haha! Not those babies! Too young for that. My three little ones who won't stop running around the house. They are three months old and look nothing like they're mom. Except the giant mouth and Bear's blueish eyes

Born mid july of a little of 5, Spirit, Bear, and Wish are probably the most lively of everyone in the house. Their father is a big gray tabby with a white smudge on the side of his mouth and white on his chest and paws about 2 years or so. His mother was Brisky as for his father thats unknown since Brisky was a outside inside cat.

Their mother, and abandoned Siamese is almost a year old-late this month- Fergie is well a Handful and a prima donna. Considering the cold snap of the week she was abandoned in field beside our house and that she was just barely old enough to be away from her mother, she most likely would have died.

Anyhow, like I said the kittens were born to a litter of 5. 1 all black kitten. 1 gray and white and black striped kitten. 2 gray ones and 1 black one with white paws. Unfortuanatly the striped one and the black one with white paws got sick and died about 2 weeks later. 2 girls and 3 boys. All perfectly handled since they were born. Since those two died there were 2 boys and 1 girl left. All three were really fat and loved to explore.

Now 3 months later the kittens have permanent names and very distintive personalities.

From Left:Spirit,Bear, Wish at 2 months old.

Spirit is the oldest and the leader of the group. Jet black with just a slight dusting of white on her chest and brilliant golden eyes. She's sweet and affectionate but at the moment she doesn't like to be handled much. Still kind of skittish, her favorite things to do are Follow her dad around, beat up her brothers, watch the fish in the tank, and sleep on the back of the couch.

Spirit-Age:3 months

Next on the list is Bear. A pure gray baby with blueish greenish eyes, he loves to play but also enjoys to curl up on our laps and goes straight to sleep. So affectionate, it's almost painful. Especially when he wraps himself arounds our legs when we're holding a heavy pitcher of tea. Though usually he starts purring the minute you touch him. Bear loves, playing, chasing after his mom, attacking the newspaper, trying to study my school books, napping on warm laps, and attacking my headphones.

Wish is a little more complex. Pure gray like his brother it's kind of hard to tell the twins apart. Though the runt of the litter, his bluish green golden eyes always look sleepy or narrowed. He's very skittish and will sometimes let you pick him up and pet you. He is playful with his siblings and mother. Wish like his father loves the cuddling and petting after a bath wrapped in a towel though afterwards is a different story. His mood changes alot so it's hard to tell when he'll allow you to hold him and baby him.

All in all they're healthy big babies which is a good thing. But boy do they have a voice on them...one of their mothers traits of course. Hopefully, The kittens will keep using the litter box and stop coping their parents on that subject. Soon depending how hard I work and how much they cost, all three kitten will be getting collars. For three reasons. 1. to tell the boys apart. 2. So Later I can teach them to walk on a leash-not like a dog but so whenever we move or we have to take them to the vet their easy to handle without a crate- 3. So in case they do get outside and get lost they'll be returned.

Regardless of their attitude and problems, they're adorable and my very special babies. Yup I sound like an overly proud parent. But I can't help it. I've been with them ever since they were born even during that horrible time that left me scarred for life. JUST KIDDING! If anything happened to them, if it's natural I'll cry my eyes out like I did with the two that died on the same day. As for if it was intentional, like someone killed them or wounded them, lets just say you will have one MAJOR angry Human Mama Kitty. My dogs are the same. I may not have been there WHEN they were born but we've had em since they were lil pups and I dunno. Whenever a pet dies it just feels like there's a part of my heart missing or something. And that missing part hurts whenever I see or think about all the cruelty to animals that's going on right below our very noses

Harry Potter House Quiz

Which Hogwarts house will you be sorted into?

Invisible

I've turned completly invisible
Just a whisper in the trees.
Ignored by the world.
I scream but my cries
Are drowned out by the
Laughter of others

Complely alone.
Lost in thought
And silence.

Teased and tormented,
Till my heart
And soul shut down.

I no longer speak
For there is no one to talk
Blown away by the wind
Not sure where to turn.
Hoping, longing, for the
Winter of my heart
To melt
So I can trust again

My Turn

Always the one
Being protected.
Unable to stand on,
My own two feet
And Fight for what I knew was right.
Being the one left behind
Always alone
Seemingly forgotton.
I knew that in my mind.
But didn't believe it in my heart.
Begging for the chance to help.
But being ignored
Isn't the way to protect me!
Unknown to you
I CAN stand on my own two feet
And fight for myself.
I don't need you there protecting me.
Considering you never believed in what I could do.
This timeIt's MY turn !