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NOT FORSAKEN

Poem by Cherstin Jagger Mendez


When light looms on a distant thought, 

a part of you that was long forgot. 


So far away are the memories still, 

for today your shine has lost its fill. 


Completely forgotten is the path once taken,

For now each step is painfully forsaken . 


Yet amidst the rubble that was once called life. 

A flower does bloom through the rocks and strife. 


Not easily found as it grows and blooms, 

This rogue blossom pulls us from our tombs. 


A hope that stirs through life awakened. 

To the truth that YOU have not been forsaken.  


Though a life you thought could no longer have value,

Has bloomed again to show you He’s with you. 

……..


There will always be hope, 

For in your heart that Creator spoke. 


He said He’s not finished with what He started, 

He said in you is a treasure not departed. 


There will once again be life unfettered, 

and all that was lost will be untethered. 


Set free from the pain and regret that seized you. 

A strength will grow from the source within you. 


A light will shine far brighter than your past,

A light that will lead the wounded to your path. 


Be gentle as they tread.

Share what you know. 

For through their healing, 

Your soul does grow. 


Written: 3/21/2025

dedicated to Polunsky Unit CO’s



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