I realized recently that I’ve fallen back into writing poetry. As a teen, I expressed all my dreams, hopes, and anxieties by writing and filling my journals with poetry. So, I guess at this point, my anxiety is flying high…

This is not really a point to mention or write about. However, I’ve received a few threats to cease my posts on FB. This person is posing as FB and states that my page will be disabled due to inappropriate content. FB personnel say it is not FB, and I need to file a report about the sender and block them. I did this…

I guess my words have reached someone and caused a reaction. Reactions speak louder than words! My words are making a difference. And a difference, no matter how small,  counts.

As long as my point is heard, my words are clear, and my passion and determination to end “the reign” is felt, I can make a difference without violence.

Together, we can make a difference without violence. We can make a difference through our words. Speak, and it will matter.

Blessings,
     Susan

Let us be a light in the darkness through the power of WORDS.

               ~ S.K.O.E.