The Prophet hangs upon
His cross of martyrdom
As His worshipers’ fall
To their knees below and
Bathe in the blood
That promises a cleansing
Salvation for their souls
They weep with mingled tears
Of hypocrisy and joy
As they see his lifeless body
Torn from the wood of destruction
And follow a shell to the grave
Dianne Lowe Breakfield
I was born in 1960 with a tremendous love of animals and a natural talent for the written word. I was also born with a mental illness that went undiagnosed for half of my life. I always dreamed of being able to accomplish just as much as someone who does not have to deal with a mental illness. Being a published writer has always been a dream that seemed just out of reach for me until Dreaming Big Publications gave me a chance. I saved thousands of precious animal lives, and now I am a writer. Who would have guessed it?
Several of my poems have been included in an anthology written by several authors who suffer from a mental illness. The book is titled, ‘Person Suit’ and is available on Amazon.
I have two grown daughters, and through them I have six wonderful grandchildren. My husband has two daughters and a son, and his daughters have given us three grandsons so far.
I live in the country on my family estate, where I ran a non-profit, no-kill animal shelter for ten years and consider this my second greatest achievement only behind my family.