My Older Sister’s Jewelry, on Filial Piety

The heart of the older sister, paying back the parents for bringing her up…translated…

A Set of Gold Jewelry Was Given Me to Keep for Her Marriage, Earrings, Necklace, Ring and Several Bengals & Bracelets, with the Beautiful Floral Patterns Carved onto Each, Very Heavy in Weight too………….

Received a call from my older sister, asking if it would be convenient, as she wanted to leave a set of jewelries at my place, she’d explained, that if one day, I can’t support my parents anymore, that I can sell the jewelry pieces for her, to help her repay our parents for raising her.  As I’d heard her, I’d felt my heart tightened, and  can’t figure out why, she’d had this way of thought, she’d appeared, quite, healthy to me.

And what she’d placed with me was a set of golden pieces for marriage, earrings, necklace, ring, and many bracelets, with the beautiful patterns carved on each and every one, very heavy in weight, meant how much my sister’s in-laws weighed her so heavily in their, minds.  My older sister quit her job as an executive assistant, planned to find a job relating to her studies, and yet, shortly after she was wed she was pregnant, and so, she’d begun her path as a full-time mother, transitioned from a working class into a stay-at-home mom.

The endless rounds of sanitizing, cleaning up, breastfeeding, rocking her son to sleep, the household chores, like the protagonist, Phil of Groundhog Day, living February second again, again, and again, not knowing when spring will, come.

illustration from UDN.com

And because my older sister breastfed, bleeding was normal to her, and she would, have a fever because of inflammation in her mammary glands, gastroesophageal reflux.  She could no longer keep that regular schedule and diet anymore, locked herself in, lost contact with her friends, naturally, she’d not, kept her looks up, and because she didn’t have the mind or the time to get herself made up, she’d begun, losing self-confidence.

And I see all of this happening to her, and every other day, we’d called each other up, asking how one another’s doing in life, that was how I’d learned, how fatigued she’d become, after she’d had her son; or maybe, it’s because of how she became weakened in her immune system, she’d gotten ill a lot, which caused her upsets.  And in this chaos, my older sister still worried about our parents, to the pessimistic beliefs of if one day, she dies before they do, my brother-in-law may not be willing or able to, keep on giving money to our parents to help them live.  Then, she’d, passed this thought, to me.

Actually, my sister had been independent, a woman of not very many, words, and hadn’t been interactive enough with our parents, in the past, I’d always thought, that she’d become, disconnected to her families.  Or maybe, it’s how she’d become a mother now, she’d learned about what’s been given to her by our, parents, or, maybe, she’s, innately, a fitting daughter, it’s just that she didn’t get a chance to express, anyways, at this moment in time, I’d, noted how much she’d, loved our, parents.

I’d, carried my older sister’s jewelry carefully, collected her heart, along with the glow of shiny gold feeling, and I pray, that I shall, never need to, sell them.

And so, this is how a woman, pays her parents back for raising her up, and she’d thought too much, but because we never know when we will die, that’s why, this woman felt the need to be prepared, if that day ever comes, and that’s the heart of a daughter, paying back the upbringing of her toward her own, parents.

Emergency First-Aid

A good course to take up, because you don’t know, when these, life-saving skills that you’d, acquired may be, needed, to save someone’s, life…translated…

Since I’d begun, hiking the mountain trails, I’d seen, two disasters.

Once, as I was, headed back from the Mabishan Mountains, to the Southern Lake Valleys, in the distance, I saws a group of hikers, hesitant, on whether or not they should, set up a campsite, as I approached, I’d found, that a fellow hiker had fallen into the valley, and couldn’t move, and, the leader of the agile hikers was agile enough, and heard the low murmurs, and went down to the valley to offer the injured hiker something warm to cover him up.  We were packed light, and already, really strained from the hike, there was, nothing we can do for the person who’d fallen, and, we’d asked the Bunon Tribe guide to stay to help look after the injured man, and did what we possibly can, use what strength we all had left, got to the cabin to report the fall.

Another, it was at the Wuliaojien that’s populated on the weekends, a giant group that came on a tourbus from the mid-southern strips, a slivery haired woman, as she was climbing down, she’d lost her grip, and, fell before our eyes, three stories down, and she’d, bent her wrist to a slanted, angle then.

CPR training…photo from online

But, the blessing was, these two falls, nobody died.  The fellow hiker who’d fallen down the valley, was lifted by medical helicopter as the following day was sunny, no wind, on a stretcher, down the mountains to the hospital and had his surgery successfully; the silver haired elderly woman, after her hiking team set her injuries to hold, within an hour’s time, she was, in the ambulance.

Few weeks after I’d witnessed the second fall on the mountains, I’d gone and taken a first-aid course.

The dressing of the injuries, my instructor said, that I was, way too, gently, laughed at me, told me, that I’d had to, use some, force, to make sure that the injuries are, wrapped up tight enough.  As I’d heard, I’d, felt, panicky, if I’d used more strength, would that hurt the person who’d been, injured?  And, although right now, I’d used the bandana, and the boards, wrapped the injuries, and, what I was living through, was the memories of my classmate fracturing her ulna.  The memories of injuries flashed before my head, and although it’d been, long, ago, the pain came to me, like by ESP, through the air, and, unrattled my mind.

The first task of the emergency rescue personnel is to remain, calm, and, thinking too much, could I really put what I’d learned to useful mean, in case of, emergency?  Late at night, I’d flipped through the texts to prepare for my exam, the purpose of dressing the injuries, other than to protect the injured part, the compressions can help stop the bleeding and reduce the swelling, and there’s also the support that’s given to the injured body part, the pains are, necessary, in order for healing to take shape, I suppose, that’s, acceptable.  Or maybe, it’s like training the muscles, the small tear in the muscles can bring the discomfort, but, after our bodies repaired on its own, then, the muscles will then, be able to, withstand more weight.  Facing all my confusion and my fears head on, that’s the, sole purpose of, training.

what you will, need…photo from online

So, this is based off of need, that you’d gone to take the first-aid training course, because you bore witness to someone injuring her/himself, and, you want to be the assistance that can help someone get the proper care and treatment that s/he may need, if s/he had been, injured, and yet, you’re, worried about the pains you may be, causing the injured person, as the injury itself would be, trying enough as is.

Babysitting My Young Granddaughter

I feel that panic coming on, it’d been, how long again, since I had to, look after and take care of, a young, child???  Oh that would be, NEVER!!!  Translated…

My granddaughter’s nanny took her ten days of holiday, a couple of months ago, my daughter-in-law asked me to step in.  I’d thought, playing with my granddaughter was my right, besides, I’d not gone to stay at my son’s home a long, long time, I’d, filed my absence slips with the exercise group, my volunteer group, along with my physical and online courses, and told them jokingly, that I’d been, hired as a “temporary Taiwanese maid”.

if only, it will, go this, smoothly…photo from online

My friends envied that I still had the values, and some also, warned, that at my age, I shouldn’t, strain myself out, especially with my problems of the slipped disc, it’d made me worry more, of how my condition will, worsen, with my young granddaughter’s begging me to hold her.  And so, other than all the clothes needed for the varied weather changes, my waist protecting band, heating pad, along with the various anti-inflammatory meds, painkillers, the blood pressure medications, and the eye drops and more, all stuffed into my luggage, like I was on a visit to Europe for ten days, and, I’d worried, that if my daughter-in-law sees me hauling this huge luggage, she may worried, that I will, overstay my, welcome and start getting, panicky.

My husband who’s still working, worried that I might not be able  to, handle our not-yet-a-year-old, active, energetic young granddaughter, and I can only, carried that heart of fears mixed in with the expectancies, headed forward; besides, I’d, designed my younger sisters who are, “great aunts” to come over to sit and chat with me once I got to my son’s home, to help me play with my young granddaughter.  Seeing how actively they’d engaged in the routes to travel up north, and ordering the tickets, it seemed, that they’re, really looking forward to going to their nephew’s home to hang out for the very, first time.  I hope, that the day that they’re set to visit, they won’t see me, covered in dust and filth, along with the diapers, the bottles, flying all over my son’s, home.

and who knows, maybe it’ll be, easy like this…photo from online

From before I’d heard, that after people retired, they would start working full-time or on occasion, to their children’s home to babysit, it’d felt, leisurely and ordinary.  So how come, when it comes to my turn, and although, I was only asked to help out, why did I feel like I was, sent to the, battlefields, unprepared?  I should truly feel grateful now, that my mother was there, in her sixties, watching my son for my day and night, so I never had to, deal with the panics of the babysitting realm.  And now, I’d past sixty, would I have what my mother had, taking good care of my, young, granddaughter?  I’m certain, that mothers are strong, and grandmothers, stronger!

So, this is, only, on occasion when you were asked by your son to babysit your young granddaughter, and you’re, making UP for the times that you couldn’t be there for your own child, because you had to work, and now, the shoe’s on the, other foot!

The Air, My Friend

How do you think, we compared, to those, lower orders of, living organisms, by our means in mistreatments of them, huh???  The column by Jimmi Liao, translated by me…

I’d Caught a Pretty Human,

Placed Her in a Jar, Took Her Home with Me

Worry Not, All,

I will Certainly, Puncture Some Tiny Holes on the Lid

So She Can Live Long & Well, Having the Fresh Air to, Breathe

Well, that’s, a HELL of a LOT, gentler, than how we do it, isn’t it?  I mean, we humans put what we caught inside the jars, and, screw the lid on too tight, and we forget to puncture those, tiny, air holes for the creatures we’d caught and kept, and sometimes, we’d gone, a step farther, shaking those jars, and ask: hey, you DEAD in there???  And what this insect is doing TO a human being, is WAY, WAY, WAY more, merciful…

Grandma’s Cat’s Eyes

This cherished rock, turned out to be, a total, FAKE!!!  But, the history of your families is, real as, ever…translated…

I have a box of minerals made of cypress, the lid was made of glass.  Inside the compartments of the individual slots, were the minerals I’d collected, the slots appeared like the Instagram posts in physical forms, every time I’d opened the box, other than the scent from the cypress, it’d, appeased my, sight as well.

There was a section of the box with the rocks and minerals I’d bumped into by chance, other than what I’d picked up off the ground, more were gifts.  Some where the rhodochrosite, the pebbles I’d collected from the campus of the University of Heidelberg, the prize from the drawing of the book signing, the nephrite.

My friend who’d come to afternoon tea at my place situated herself in my living room, and at first sight, she’d caught my box of minerals.

“That’s so amazing, can I see it?”, I’d nodded, of course you can, the minerals aren’t really that big a deal, most were the original, unpolished, minerals, I’m no collector, I just like things that I saw that call out to me, maybe, it’s the collector’s box that’s made me seemed, like an, experienced, collector.

“Oh!”, she’d let out a yelp, “What is this one?”

I’d set my eyes on what she had, oh, this one, it’s a, long, story.

My friend used her eagle sight, caught that fish oil pill sized “cat’s eye”, something from my father, also, one of the heirlooms from, grandma.  The story traces back to about half a century ago, back then, grandma took her children to Taipei, situated in Shihpai, and became a second landlady, rented a room of their apartment out to an elderly retired serviceman, the elderly servicemen grew a beard, a faithful Christian, they’d nicknamed him, “Jesus”.  They got along fine, “Jesus” was kind, but had a ton of bad friends who got him into gambling, who’d, enticed him to the wrong business ventures, and in the very end, he’d lost all he ever had, all his pension, and he’d still owed grandmother the rent for the rom, and in the end, he can only, use this rock as a collateral, told that it was a gemstone that his mother handed to him before he’d enlisted into the army, and came to Taiwan.  “Jesus” ended up, all alone, dying in his bedroom, and, my families gave him a simple funeral, because he was their, neighbors, and, this “cat’s eye”  got passed down to, me.

“But, is it the real cat’s eye gem?”, my friend questioned.

And she was, correct too, I’d, checked a lot of volumes of gemstone encyclopedia, because there’s that, fakeness to it, I’d asked dad what it was, he’d told me it was cat’s eye this time, and, garnet the next…….

“I don’t know, it’s something passed from Grandma down to us.”, I’d, given the response my father gave to me.

“I’d made it out to be fake at first sight”, I’d not denied my friend’s views, this, just as well, is a, fake.  But, this fake piece of jewelry, had the story of my families, an heirloom left behind by, grandma.

“But it’s, totally, fake!”  my friend insisted, it’d made me take several deep, inhales, that cake that’s eaten to flat, symbolized our friendship about to be, destroyed, and, the originally leisurely afternoon tea, turned into, a gathering, disaster, at the moment, I just, wanted to, close up my box of collected minerals, and told her to get out.

The stone is fake, but the heirloom, real, what is false, what is true?

It didn’t matter if the item is not real, the histories of your families are, real as, ever, and that should be, all that mattered, it does NOT matter if that rock is real or not, it’s, a part of your, history just the same.

A Kiss for Mom

How we remembered, and honored our loved ones after they’d been, gone…translated…

My father who’s ninety-seven is in his dreams, I didn’t wake him.  Bring along a poem I just finished, I’d passed through the city ravaged by the rain, through your silent lying on the side, listening to the waves, with the Guanying Mountain in the distances, gazing up at the morning, star.

Dad is slowly losing his memories now, forgotten that you’d, left, forgotten that he’d, cried over you, didn’t remember the heartaches.  When he’d longed and asked for you, I’d always told him, “mom’s watching T.V.” or, “mom went to bed already!”, then, the small room we were in, fell into, that boundless, silence.

Dad’s been blind a long time, with only the dying hearing remained out of his right year, last night, he’d complained of not hearing your calls of late.  I’d, modeled after the trembling hands that you had in your Parkinson’s, held on to his thin, frail, palm, he’d, smiled and took my hand, kissed it gently, and his, silvery white stubbles, gave me the tingling pains.

At age ninety-seven, dad’s still dreaming, I’d not waken him up.  The raging rain released a bit, the flowers outside, all fallen to the pavement, the springtime thunder rolled at the tip of the end of the distant, skies, the morning, patted my face gently like you’d done before, reminded me to get a gulp of warm water before I head out.  I’d come to before you, patted the plaque of your spirit, I’d brought you a kiss, the kiss that’s, kept on your, mind.

So, this is in death, how we remembered our loved ones.  We keep these rituals of worship, to keep those whom we’d loved and lost, still alive in the, memories, and somehow, this ritualistic behavior, can help us, cope with death better…

The Lesson of the Support Palestine Student Movement, Conversation Beats the Cuffs

The understanding, the wisdoms that should come out of, the Free Palestine Movement that’s currently, spreading across the university campuses in the U.S. right now…off of the Front Page Sections, translated…

Of late, there’d been, countless protests of Support Palestine by the university students across the U.S., which started up the heated debate on freedom of the scholastic, freedom of speech, and the autonomy of the individual universities.  These protests occurred primarily in forms of the students’ setting up the tents on campus to protest, which the various levels of managements of the universities responded differently to, some schools used the peaceable negotiations, while others called in the police armed forces, with massive numbers of students placed under arrest.

The core of this debate, is on how to gain that delicate balance, between protecting the students in expressing their viewpoints, and to ensure the normal functioning of the universities, although the universities continually supported the principles of freedom of speech and academic freedom, but the disturbances caused by the campsites, caused the management level to work really hard, to find a, middle, ground.

Some school, like Brown University, Northwestern, and University of Minnesota, chose to hold conversations with the protesting students, and reached middle grounds that satisfied the students, and keeping the orders of the campuses.  These compromises included making the investment ventures of the schools’ operations to become more transparent, to offer financial aid for the Palestinian students, and as the demands were met, allowing for the protesting campsites to be set up.

But, there were schools that used the more forceful, measures, sending in the police to evict the tents, and made the arrests of the massive groups of protesting students and faculties.  In universities like Columbia, University of Virginia, and University of California-San Diego, there were the police forces, in confrontation with the, students, this caused the widespread criticisms of the professors, the supporters of freedom of speech, and the civil rights groups, they believed, that the usage of this means, had destroyed the principles of freedom of speech, and the freedom of academia.

in U.S.C., off of YouTube

Currently, the protest had, spread across the entire country, some of the American legislators are now, involved in this, debate.  In this, debatable atmosphere, people are worried about the freedom of academia, and the professors’ declarations in the lectures, and in their, researches being, attacked, and, would  the management of the universities, under the pressures from the, politicians, donors, and the board’s cave in, and restricting the unpopular views and speech?

The supporter of academic freedom believe, that the universities should be a place where there can be free pursuits of intellect, that the various belief systems can be challenged and debated on without any restrictions, especially the beliefs about the territories of Israel and Palestine, it may cause this chilling effect for the academic discussions, and blockades the pursuits of truth, of knowledge.

The oppressions of the students also caused the people to question the school’s freedom of speech, although the universities have the rights to limit the location, the time, and the ways that the protesters protest, but using the violent means to combat the peaceful protests had gone, overboard, that this means had, infringed the students’ rights of expressing their different views that’s a basic right of the Constitution.

With the developments of the events, people realized, that these problems that are surfacing had, transcended beyond the current protests, that it’d, touched the issues of higher education’s role in a democratic society, the limits of freedom of speech, along with the universities’ means of maintaining self-government means as the pressure from outside exacerbated, and how would the schools fend for their own right to self-govern.

To resolve this series of issues, there would be a need ensure the safety of the schools, as the freedom of academia and speech are protected, to ensure the campuses are safe and are operating, normally.  In order for this to be achieved, there’s the need for open conversation, mutual understanding, along with a firm foundation of higher education as a space for intellectual debate, critical thinking, and the pursuit of knowledge base.

And so, this is what the protests brings out, in the universities, showing that the schools across the U.S. need to reform itself, that there’s the need for the wisdom to find a way for the peaceful protests to be ongoing, for the authorities to NOT use the forces to counter these protesting, students, but, this is quite hard, because, the air’s heating up, and, we’re all, getting angry, and, it still won’t matter, WHO threw that, very first, punch, and then, there’s that, RIOT, forcing the law enforcements to use violence, to combat the protesters…

Is Questioning the U.S. the Right Thing to Do? Counting All the Messes that the U.S. Left Behind

Don’t burst our bubbles yet, just, let us, live longer, in our, IGNORANT, bliss!  How we the people are, completely, BRAIN-DEAD, in believing in the lies of the DDP, the false promises of the U.S., because we all got, brainwashed by the, DDP…off of the Front Page Sections, translated…

Taiwan is Located at the Center of Shipping, it Should be the SAFEST Place on Earth

Taiwan is located at an important tactical location of Southeast Asia, the Taiwanese Strait, one of the more important naval routes in trade, and in politics.  In other words, Taiwan is located at the center of the global shipment routes, and the importance of island is, clearly, perceived, which made this island into a location where the world powers wanted to gain control over.

Since the beginning of the DDP government back in 2016, the relations between Taiwan and China hit rock bottom.  For eight years on end, there’s this sharp decline of citizens from the island going to work in China.  China is the largest business partner of Taiwan, in 2022, there’s the sums of 15.65 billion U.S.D. in trade we have with China, which helps the economy of Taiwan flourish.  Without this, Taiwan’s trades will be at a huge, deficit.

The DDP’s ideologies of Taiwanese Independence took control, and firmly believed the views of getting closer to the U.S., and making China the enemy is the way to go, the DDP firmly believed, that only the U.S. can, save Taiwan, and help the country defy China.  The former ambassador, Gilmore of Trump’s, the former ambassador to the Organization for Security and Co-operation in Europe, Gilmore, was invited to Taiwan as a keynote speaker of an international forum, he’d stressed, that most would believe that the U.S. isn’t a reliant ally, but this sort of “doubting U.S. conspiracy theory” is created by the enemies, and spread by the enemies intentionally.

But, is the U.S., really, reliable?  Let’s count up, all the countries that the U.S. intervened into in their wars, the Korean War back in 1950, the Vietnam War in 1955, the War  in Afghanistan in 2000, the War in Iraq in 2003, 2014 in Syria, the U.S. left a huge mess behind in these, countries, and ran, scattered.

Ukraine and Russia, other than the long term disputes of territories, Putin and accused N.A.T.O. for its continued expansion eastward, threatening the security of Russia since the start of the 21^st Century, and warned Ukraine to not join N.A.T.O., and the president of Ukraine, Zelenskyy received the supports from E.U. and the U.S., and misinterpreted the situations, causing the Russian military to invade into Ukraine in February of 2022, causing the full-blown war between Ukraine and Russia.

In recent years, there’s the heightened tension between the straits, the Chinese military aircrafts, flying over the air of Taiwan is now, the norm, and the signs of it getting worse still.  Plus the latest conflict in Kimen, Mazu, there’s the, chances that a war might break out.  And all of these attracted international, attention, and there’s the beliefs of Taiwan’s following in Ukraine’s footsteps, becoming, the second, Ukraine.

In truth, I believe, that because of our special geographical, location, so long as we maintain the balanced relations between U.S., China, Japan, not favoring any sides, Taiwan should be, the safest place on earth.  Reason is simple, because NO country want to shoulder the risk of change the current situation.

The chairperson of China, Xi met with the former president, Ma, stated that we are of the same, roots, that both Taiwan and China should, work together, to seek unification, and peace.  The head recruit of the K.M.T., Fu and sixteen other KMT legislators, met up with the chair of Chinese policies, Wang, Wang stressed, that nobody wants a war on both sides, and there’s not a timeline for China’s invading Taiwan, that all that’s needed, is the good communications between the two sides.

Lai and Hsiao will be sworn into office as the newly elected president and vice president on May 20^th as Taiwan’s sixteenth president and vice president.  I truly hope, that this new government other than keeping the freedom, the core of democracy of Taiwan intact, also, carefully, consider the status of Taiwan internationally, to make more connections in diplomacy, especially, keeping that peaceful distance between China, U.S., and Japan.  And, if this is achieved, then, Taiwan will be, the safest, place on the planet, and we won’t be another, Ukraine.  And we the people will be, blessed, so shall the country be too!

Yeah, uh, good luck, because the elected is still a DDP, and, DDP is all about, defying China, getting tight with the U.S., and you think that this newly elected president (who’s also a DDP) will change to interacting, more amicably with China?  Yeah, think again, we’re on this path to war, and nobody knows it on this god DAMN island, because the people here is still living in the IGNORANT bliss of how BIG DADDY Uncle Sam will save us all when China DOES, invade, and we still don’t take precedence from Ukraine, the Hamas-Israeli, along with all of the other, wars and conflicts that the U.S. is, “involved” in…

Becoming Her Own, Light

Weathered through the trials of her life, and now, she’s finally able to breathe, a little, easier…translated…

“I’d once felt despair of life too, but thinking of my two children, I’d told myself, that I can’t, fall.”, she stood with her back straight, with her eyes, glowing with light, her words, full of, confidence and flair, hard to believe, that she had been, gravely ill, and walked through the shadows of the valleys of death before, who’d, gotten through her broken marriage, a single, mother.

More than twenty years ago, she’d married over from China, then, found out that her husband was addicted to gambling, and was a, player.  But she was already, pregnant then, she’d, swallowed all of her, tears, hoping that her husband will change one day.  She’d gone to work at a cafeteria, to make ends meet, for more than ten hours a day.  Her husband’s work was on and off, and when he had a relapse of his gambling addictions, he’d gone missing many days at a, time.  Thankful, after the birth of her firstborn, her father-in-law was willing to help her out, so she could focus on working.

And two years, the second child was born, and yet, the bad luck knocked on her door, she was diagnosed of breast cancer in the second stage.  Actually, a year early, she’d felt the lump on her breast, but she didn’t want to take the day off to see the doctor, worried that she’d be spending too much money, which delayed her treatment.  Her father-in-law who felt awful for her, put up the money to get her her surgery.  On the day of the mastectomy, she was all alone, on the hospital, bed, didn’t even know what to ask the heavens for.

As she was released from the hospital, she saw her two children who were still very young, had NO other option, but to, toughen herself up, didn’t dare take any days off, gone to work, and underwent chemo at the same time.  Not long thereafter, her husband passed from complications from his diabetes, and that was when she’d learned, that the resident she’d lived in, had already been put up as collateral for the debts, that now, she owed more than two million dollars.  Thankful for the kind hearted neighbors, who’d helped her apply for the low-income assistance from the government, at the same time, the owner of the cafeteria was willing to sell the shop to her, she’d thought a long time, finally, borrowed a couple hundred thousand dollars from her father-in-law, and started co-owing the cafeteria with her fellow, employee from work, began her life as an entrepreneur.  As she’d become the owner, she’d grown busier than ever before, but she’d increased her incomes.  She’d never viewed herself as a patient, returned to the follow-ups regularly, actively, optimistically coped with her cancer; during the time, her breast cancer came back, but her persistence had, forced death to back away from her.

After a little over a decade’s time, she’d paid up all the debts, and, raised her two sons up into adulthood.  And now, they are both working, and her cancer is now, in remission, the hard times are finally, getting away from her life.

Seeing how she’d talked of her life, like it was no big deal, I’d imagined, that although she’d, weathered through many storms in her life, she’s was the light of her own, self, and finally, the darkness had, gone,, and she’d finally, become that light, that illuminated her own, self.

So, this is the trials of life, this woman weathered through, but she’d, persisted, because she had children to care for, that was where she drew her strength from, and, she’d made it, to the other side, with her cancer now in remission, and her kids grown up, she can finally breathe, more easily now.

I Shot My Enemy, & He’d Bled, Red

I Shot My Enemy, & He’d Bled, Red

Someone Shot Me Too, & I’d Bled, Red Also

There’s No Difference Between the Colors of Our Blood

Despite the Colors of Our Skin, One is Paler than the, Other’s

I Shot My Enemy, & He’d Bled, Red

at war, for the sake of, differences of beliefs in religion…artwork from online

I Cut Myself (No for the Purpose of SUICIDE!!!), and I’d Started, Bleeding RED Too

And I Looked Around, See This War All Around Us

It’d Dawned on Me, What We’d Been, Fighting for

If We Shared the Same Color of Blood

Then, We are, One of the, Same