My friend Eddie

He’s a great guy, a man I care about, a friend, a man I want in every way to succeed, to experience life in the best ways. He reminds me of my brother Jean. and sometimes Jean wants me in, sometimes he doesn’t. Jean is a self-styled roadie, a man who knows tech Rock and Roll. Eddie is more like me, we have much in our pasts that we won’t talk about. We believe in the same God, and we walk a similar path. I’m pretty new at this, so though Eddie is 45, and I am 66, I ask his opinion about stuff. However, there’s stuff in our lives that we are just not willing to tell others. There are ways I communicate with God that are different than Eddies, for there is more to prayer than just putting your hands together and saying a few words. However, I believe God hears every prayer.

From: Malala Yousafzai, Nobel Laureate

I love my God. I thank my Allah. I talk to him all day. He is the greatest. By giving me this height to reach people, he has also given me great responsibilities. Peace in every home, every street, every village, every country–this is my dream. Education for every boy and every girl in the world. To sit down on a chair and read my book with all my friends at my school is my right. To see each and every human being with a smile of happiness is my wish.

I am Malala. My world has changed but I have not.

Each person must have the right to worship in their own way, or not to worship at all, to believe in ways that do not hurt another or to have no belief in a deity. May we all have the right to eat enough to live. May we all have a safe and healthy place to sleep, and may we all have a healthy home. May education, as Malala asked, be there for all, and may those with disabilities have access to good medicine, good support in family, home and country. May we all have the right to earn a good day’s pay, with our own skills, and the right to live in safety.

Charles Taylor

Published by elgwynone

I was a University and community college instructor before retiring. I also worked in fast food restaurants, and retail stores. I am an ordinary man writing for because I want to write and because my education prepared me to write; BA English lit, MA English, EdS higher education, and MFA creative writing, free verse poetry and essays. Blogs are an answer to high-priced self-publishing. Walt Whitman had to self-publish his first 1000 copies of the 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass because in 1855 poetry did not sell. Most poets make a living in other ways than writing. Wallace Stevens was an insurance executive, and TS Eliot was a banker. Many writers teach, and always there have been writers who have written because they needed to express their thoughts and feelings. They wrote not necessarily to make money but to express "the old universal truths of the human heart" according to Faulkner. Here I reach a wider audience I missed than by self-publishing, and I stand a better chance to reach a wider audience for less expense than self-publishing. I self-published my first books, Winter from Spring, and Meditations on Gratitude; poetry and photo books which were easier to self-publish than to seek a not to seek a publisher company. This blog allows me to write for an interested audience because I write poetry and personal essays. I write for a friendly audience and present to you a slice of my writing. Perhaps you will enjoy what you read.

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