My Beginning Game, Without End (A Handbook to Self-Renewal)


My Beginning Game, Without End (A Handbook to Self-Renewal) is the author's personal map which allows her continued Joy and Happiness and Awareness.  Kaye A. Peters comes from her heart and effortlessly explains how she wraps up Thanksgiving and Christmas Morning in every NOW moment, each TODAY, each THOUGHT and CHOICE  she makes as she enjoys the privilege of living her increasingly long life!  This book is the Flagship of the trilogy of Kaye A. Peters' books!

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Author Name : Kaye A Peters

     Kaye A. Peters began a blog,, in July, 2015, at the age of 78. Two years later, she began writing books! Unbridled Commentary...Without Flinch (From a woman of years in the 'middle' of her life) published in 2017, The Book of Kaye (I AM), published in 2018, and My Beginning Game, Without End (A Handbook to Self-Renewal) published early 2019. Kaye's mantra, "Just Sayin'" is who she is! She has produced hundreds of totally unscripted videos and live streams on her Facebook page She is a transparent writer and doesn't hesitate to share with her readers and her audience at large on the internet. Her books receive 5-star reviews Will she write more books? "Probably not, but I'm always sayin' somethin' about somethin' and people can find me at my blog and my Facebook page."


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A young mother forced to sell her soul for a piece of gold,
For her four babies, starving at home all alone

No one cares about the way she wears her hair,
They couldn’t care less about the dress she wears.

A young boy walks a lonely street at night,
Hunger burns his tiny tummy, “it’s not alright”

Climbing up into an old man’s van,
where the end of his life just began.

How can we humans still live this way,
Seeing a life in trouble then turn & walk away

If you live with more than most others,
You should hang your head in shame,
for each human was born to be the same.

There’s a loving mama of twelve,
She believes in heaven & hell

An honest day’s work is her only yield,
Her hands forever bleed from the cotton fields

A mother says goodbye to her only son,
As an army man hands him his first shotgun

All he is told to survive is “be strong son & do try to make it home to your mum.”

What is humanity meant to believe?

Why doing everything is not all this government has you’ll need

Hide your beliefs from the streets,
If you are seen people scream you must be a terrorist

Racism has gone far beyond the colour of our skins
Is this really the world you wish to live in?

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