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Anger as my crutch
Keeping my balance as I walk
Holding onto the sight of my brother
In the car, taken by a drunk driver
Suppressing the rage I have
A slow burn
Speak into me
That I no longer have to hold this pain
Speak forgiveness into my life
Letting go of my crutch
Choosing to stand again
Attention I crave
With my seductive lips and my curvatious hips
Knowing that all eyes are one me
I take what I want, no questions asked
Feeling like I'm in control
Letting no man take mine again
The feeling of violation and hurt
I cannot shake
So I take advantage of the situation
Speak into me
That I will love myself again, totally
Desperate thinking
Should I, shouldn't I
Holding the gun to my head
Wanting the tailspin of life to stop
Thinking this is my only way of controlling life
The best life does not include me
Seeming like the dark clouds never leave
Speak into me
My life is worth living
My life is important
I'm important to me
The relief of the needle
The injection of beautiful poison
Escape from the world
High in my mind
Low to the ground in reality
Trapped by guilt
Motivated by denial
Speak into me
Don't let me escape myself
Let me deal with my problems
Own how I feel
Snapshots into the lives of many
Vivid and real
The events of life are difficult to manage
Some have more difficulties than others
There are always escapes to situations
Sometimes someone has to show the door
A person to speak into the situation
Lead them out of darkness
Help them restart their lives
Maybe you have been in the same situation
Until someone spoke into your life
The Heart of Me
Exposed and unfiltered
Vulnerable and completely real
This is the heart of me
Past the everyday facade
Behind the cloak of correctness
I am what I am
A work in progress
No closer to perfection
No farther from pitfall
One day away from collapse
An eminent need to release
I let my emotions spill onto the page
Soaking the words with true feeling
The anguish of life
The frustration of progress
The joy and pain of love
Is painted across each letter
Not meant to be a uniform creation
More like random selection
A beautifully fractured picture
Meant to be examined closely
Finding new secrets
The closer the eye sees
No one can receive the heart of me
Its size too grand
Its depth too deep
Its flow too forceful
I can only share my heart
Because giving my heart
Is too much for one person to bear
Vulnerable and completely real
This is the heart of me
Past the everyday facade
Behind the cloak of correctness
I am what I am
A work in progress
No closer to perfection
No farther from pitfall
One day away from collapse
An eminent need to release
I let my emotions spill onto the page
Soaking the words with true feeling
The anguish of life
The frustration of progress
The joy and pain of love
Is painted across each letter
Not meant to be a uniform creation
More like random selection
A beautifully fractured picture
Meant to be examined closely
Finding new secrets
The closer the eye sees
No one can receive the heart of me
Its size too grand
Its depth too deep
Its flow too forceful
I can only share my heart
Because giving my heart
Is too much for one person to bear
Armed Robbery
The door is kicked in by force
Guns drawn pointed in their direction
"Give us what we came for"
The robbers yell forcefully
The victims frightened by urgency
The bounty is hurriedly placed in bags
Watched cautiously by the robbers
A victim tries to stash some of the loot
Only for a second
His intentions are discovered
Soon a gun is placed to his head
One of the robbers shoots a warning shot in the air
"The next one will be to your head"
He replies
The victim reluctantly retreats to the safety of the others
The robbers check the loot
Making sure that every piece is accounted for
"Wait!
Where is the rest of it?
Are ya'll trying to sell us short?
Give us all of it"
The robbers reply looking through the bags
"We gave you all you need
The rest is just useless
It's not worth anything"
The victims respond
"Give me one more
Now!"
A robber demands
Another is placed in the bag
The robbers soon exit
They drop something out of the bag
A book
With its pages never worn
Escaping with what they came for
The bounty was knowledge
The robbers knocked down the door of access
They wanted to gain information by any means necessary
Those that had knowledge tried to hide it from them
Attempting to block their progress
Even with the acquisition of knowledge
Some areas of learning were denied
Even deemed to be unimportant
Only through negotiation did they provide
One last piece
Satisfied with their progress
They accidentally leave something behind
Showing that progress leaves a paper trail
The more progression leads to a stronger movement
To extinguish it
Although this was an example
It poses an important question
What if we fought for education the same way we fought for insignificant issues?
The same tenacity that causes aggressive action
Could cause a lifetime of intellectual inclusiveness
Maybe this is all a dream
A fantasy in an all too realistic world
I guess we will continue to be the real victims
Sitting around dumb and numb
Cause no one will fight for our access
Anymore...
Guns drawn pointed in their direction
"Give us what we came for"
The robbers yell forcefully
The victims frightened by urgency
The bounty is hurriedly placed in bags
Watched cautiously by the robbers
A victim tries to stash some of the loot
Only for a second
His intentions are discovered
Soon a gun is placed to his head
One of the robbers shoots a warning shot in the air
"The next one will be to your head"
He replies
The victim reluctantly retreats to the safety of the others
The robbers check the loot
Making sure that every piece is accounted for
"Wait!
Where is the rest of it?
Are ya'll trying to sell us short?
Give us all of it"
The robbers reply looking through the bags
"We gave you all you need
The rest is just useless
It's not worth anything"
The victims respond
"Give me one more
Now!"
A robber demands
Another is placed in the bag
The robbers soon exit
They drop something out of the bag
A book
With its pages never worn
Escaping with what they came for
The bounty was knowledge
The robbers knocked down the door of access
They wanted to gain information by any means necessary
Those that had knowledge tried to hide it from them
Attempting to block their progress
Even with the acquisition of knowledge
Some areas of learning were denied
Even deemed to be unimportant
Only through negotiation did they provide
One last piece
Satisfied with their progress
They accidentally leave something behind
Showing that progress leaves a paper trail
The more progression leads to a stronger movement
To extinguish it
Although this was an example
It poses an important question
What if we fought for education the same way we fought for insignificant issues?
The same tenacity that causes aggressive action
Could cause a lifetime of intellectual inclusiveness
Maybe this is all a dream
A fantasy in an all too realistic world
I guess we will continue to be the real victims
Sitting around dumb and numb
Cause no one will fight for our access
Anymore...
Champion
Let the music play
Approach the podium with arms stretched upward
Celebrate the victory
As if you have already won
The timing does not matter
Whether it's at the end or the beginning
The result will still be the same
You standing triumphant
Rising above the obstacles
Rewarded for your endurance
Praised for your effort
Do not be deterred
Nor dismayed
Trouble never lasts always
It should be welcomed
When trouble comes
It presents more opportunities
To raise your hands
To be a champion
The deadliest disease
An epidemic which affects billions across the world
A plague that has been present through the history of time
There must be a strand of this coded on our DNA
It seems to be inherited and passed from generation to generation
Each strand mutating into a stronger form each time
Causing tunnel vision and grandiosity to reside
A superiority complex in the grandest form
Many have fought against this disease
To treat and heal its sufferers
With every medication known to man
Yet it still remains
In anticipation of the next outbreak
Not only does it affect the carrier
It is spread into the environment
Infusing everything with darkness
Denial and rationalization are symptoms of this disease
The carriers refuse to be healed
Believing in their sick heart that they are correct
Through their egotistical eyes they are without fault
But everybody else is
Although they carry the disease
They avoid others like they are contagious
Worried that the truth will rub off on them
If only there was a cure
To release them from their state
Foolishly frozen forever
With the disease known as
Racism
Hold Your Head Up
Walking in defeat
Eyes fixated on the ground below
Afraid of what is ahead
Convinced that good will never happen
Only remembering the bad
Neck is locked in a downward position
Difficult to change
Wandering with no direction
Hard to see the path
When eyes do not lead the way
Obstacles are never avoided or conquered
Just objects to blindly stumble over
Feeling powerless inside
No control over the present
Raise your head up
See what is in front of you
Walk with authority
Let your confidence radiate into the surroundings
So that others can witness your strength
Attracting people to your presence
Your aura
Whatever you have they want to be around it
Take pride in yourself
Stand proud
Its hard to smile
With a head held down
Eyes fixated on the ground below
Afraid of what is ahead
Convinced that good will never happen
Only remembering the bad
Neck is locked in a downward position
Difficult to change
Wandering with no direction
Hard to see the path
When eyes do not lead the way
Obstacles are never avoided or conquered
Just objects to blindly stumble over
Feeling powerless inside
No control over the present
Raise your head up
See what is in front of you
Walk with authority
Let your confidence radiate into the surroundings
So that others can witness your strength
Attracting people to your presence
Your aura
Whatever you have they want to be around it
Take pride in yourself
Stand proud
Its hard to smile
With a head held down
Awakening
Eyes wide open
Seemingly for the first time
Surroundings seem to have a different look
A certain glow
Like a new born child
Inquisitive
Feeling like life starts anew
An opportunity to finally see
Clearly
Without restraints or filters
Nor obstructions
Everything in my view
Is good
Not because it is
Because I choose to see it that way
Seemingly for the first time
Surroundings seem to have a different look
A certain glow
Like a new born child
Inquisitive
Feeling like life starts anew
An opportunity to finally see
Clearly
Without restraints or filters
Nor obstructions
Everything in my view
Is good
Not because it is
Because I choose to see it that way
Hurt No More
Many things are done in the name of love
Some beautiful, some dangerous, some illogical
Still each one lovely
Love can tell you to stay
When you know you should leave
Enduring verbal, physical, emotional abuse
To reply
I know ______ still loves me
Staying with someone that cares nothing about your struggles
When their petty issues always come first
All in the name of love
Trapped in a slow dance with love
Loving when love is good
Hard to escape when love turns bad
Circling and circling in the middle of life's dance floor
Love is more than a feeling
It is a mind state
A place where the mind has no control
Almost unconscious
Advice falls on deaf ears
Because others "don't understand our love"
What seems so obvious to others
Cannot be viewed by us
Shielded by love's brilliance
Blinded by the hope that one day
Love will make everything right
That the hurt we have endured will be worth it
The nights of tear soaked pillows
The hurtful words that still remain
Just to maintain love
This can't be love
Not when it affects mood
Infiltrates the mind
Causing self destruction
Love builds not destroys
True love exists
So does tainted love
It is not hard to distinguish
Choose to hurt no more
Some beautiful, some dangerous, some illogical
Still each one lovely
Love can tell you to stay
When you know you should leave
Enduring verbal, physical, emotional abuse
To reply
I know ______ still loves me
Staying with someone that cares nothing about your struggles
When their petty issues always come first
All in the name of love
Trapped in a slow dance with love
Loving when love is good
Hard to escape when love turns bad
Circling and circling in the middle of life's dance floor
Love is more than a feeling
It is a mind state
A place where the mind has no control
Almost unconscious
Advice falls on deaf ears
Because others "don't understand our love"
What seems so obvious to others
Cannot be viewed by us
Shielded by love's brilliance
Blinded by the hope that one day
Love will make everything right
That the hurt we have endured will be worth it
The nights of tear soaked pillows
The hurtful words that still remain
Just to maintain love
This can't be love
Not when it affects mood
Infiltrates the mind
Causing self destruction
Love builds not destroys
True love exists
So does tainted love
It is not hard to distinguish
Choose to hurt no more
Headlights
Lurking in the unknown
Operating in the darkness
Hidden from plain view
No concern for peeping eyes
Secretively secure
Doing wrong, no care for right
Nothing seems off limits
Nothing is taboo
Until a sliver of light
Interrupts the plan
The beam of light grows broader
Exposed to the world
Realizing now the brightness of truth
Standing frozen in time
In the center of the rays of light
Caught in the headlights
Operating in the darkness
Hidden from plain view
No concern for peeping eyes
Secretively secure
Doing wrong, no care for right
Nothing seems off limits
Nothing is taboo
Until a sliver of light
Interrupts the plan
The beam of light grows broader
Exposed to the world
Realizing now the brightness of truth
Standing frozen in time
In the center of the rays of light
Caught in the headlights
Purify Me
Take me to the water
Submerge my body
Make me clean
Let the water crest from the crown of my head
To the soles of my feet
Make me new
No longer wanting to be unclean
Continuing to live in my filth
Make me pure
Change my footsteps
Lead me on the narrow path
Make me over
Closer to your presence
In your plan
Make me whole
Submerge my body
Make me clean
Let the water crest from the crown of my head
To the soles of my feet
Make me new
No longer wanting to be unclean
Continuing to live in my filth
Make me pure
Change my footsteps
Lead me on the narrow path
Make me over
Closer to your presence
In your plan
Make me whole
What They See
The bell sounds and I hurry to class
To avoid the awkward looks as I pass
By now I should be accustomed to their secret laughs
When I come around people change their paths
Why should they like me, just look and see
With my raggedy clothes, no one wants to be me
The load is so heavy the pain I have to bear
No one to talk to, no burden to share
Is it my fault that life has been unkind to be
When I look to the cupboard, there is no food that I see
Do you think I enjoy being the subject of a joke?
I want them to feel like me one day I hope
Am I a leper, do I have a disease?
People scatter like roaches at the sight of me
Which makes me hate myself and the image I see
Loose me from my prison please let me free
I think that I'm a good person, I wish others could see
Escape this place and extend my branches like a tree
I'm not asking for pity or any sympathy
Look past my clothes and just see me
To avoid the awkward looks as I pass
By now I should be accustomed to their secret laughs
When I come around people change their paths
Why should they like me, just look and see
With my raggedy clothes, no one wants to be me
The load is so heavy the pain I have to bear
No one to talk to, no burden to share
Is it my fault that life has been unkind to be
When I look to the cupboard, there is no food that I see
Do you think I enjoy being the subject of a joke?
I want them to feel like me one day I hope
Am I a leper, do I have a disease?
People scatter like roaches at the sight of me
Which makes me hate myself and the image I see
Loose me from my prison please let me free
I think that I'm a good person, I wish others could see
Escape this place and extend my branches like a tree
I'm not asking for pity or any sympathy
Look past my clothes and just see me
Walk On By
Walk on by me
Just walk right in front of me
While you walk, I just sit
Wishing I could walk just one more day
Stare at me
Your stare makes me feel worthless
I can stare back at you
When I stare I still have to look up
Words I hear
Several words are directed at me
Your negative words stall my progress
I use your words against me
This wheelchair was not a life choice
I didn't choose this from the ailments of life's store
Not realizing how blessed you are
I don't have the freedom to go where I want
You continue to walk with all your complaints
Being in my position I get to observe
It angers me that life has no meaning to you
Complaining about insignificant little problems
Nothing can ever seem to go your way
Petty lives for petty people
While I try to maintain, you continue to walk
I would tell you to walk a mile in my shoes
Yet I can't even walk
Just walk right in front of me
While you walk, I just sit
Wishing I could walk just one more day
Stare at me
Your stare makes me feel worthless
I can stare back at you
When I stare I still have to look up
Words I hear
Several words are directed at me
Your negative words stall my progress
I use your words against me
This wheelchair was not a life choice
I didn't choose this from the ailments of life's store
Not realizing how blessed you are
I don't have the freedom to go where I want
You continue to walk with all your complaints
Being in my position I get to observe
It angers me that life has no meaning to you
Complaining about insignificant little problems
Nothing can ever seem to go your way
Petty lives for petty people
While I try to maintain, you continue to walk
I would tell you to walk a mile in my shoes
Yet I can't even walk
A Renewed Spirit
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Creatively yours,
Terrence
Creatively yours,
Terrence
Warning Signs
The fast lane
Pushing the accelerator to the floor
Adrenaline
Wanting everything sooner than right now
The warning signs are everywhere
Casting a blind eye
Loving this feeling
Life on the edge
Whatever is the norm
Doing the complete opposite
Boundaries
The definition is useless
Running to the edge and leaping off
Anything that pushes the envelope
One day this fast life will end
Another car will be as fast
The collision will be total devastation
Nothing but the warning signs will be left
Pushing the accelerator to the floor
Adrenaline
Wanting everything sooner than right now
The warning signs are everywhere
Casting a blind eye
Loving this feeling
Life on the edge
Whatever is the norm
Doing the complete opposite
Boundaries
The definition is useless
Running to the edge and leaping off
Anything that pushes the envelope
One day this fast life will end
Another car will be as fast
The collision will be total devastation
Nothing but the warning signs will be left
So Much To Say
At a loss for words
Sound captured in the back of my throat
I can't speak
Don't know what to say
The doctor's statement echoes throughout my brain
Terminal
At that very moment
Life changes
Life that seemed so infinite
Now has an expiration date
Finality
Now having so much to say
People I need to call
Loved ones I want to embrace
Time is now of the essence
Funny how the threat of death
Makes me want to live
When all my life I've been living dead
Now I have so much to say
Sound captured in the back of my throat
I can't speak
Don't know what to say
The doctor's statement echoes throughout my brain
Terminal
At that very moment
Life changes
Life that seemed so infinite
Now has an expiration date
Finality
Now having so much to say
People I need to call
Loved ones I want to embrace
Time is now of the essence
Funny how the threat of death
Makes me want to live
When all my life I've been living dead
Now I have so much to say
Your Attention
I speak, you never listen
I ask for time, you make excuses
I want direction, you give me exceptions
What do I have to do to get your attention
A few minutes of your time
I am a young mind that needs molding
Not a toy that can be put down at will
When I do right, I'm ignored
When I do wrong, I'm chastised
Whatever I have to do to get your attention
I will
Whether it is good for me or not
If you deny my attention
I will find someone else to take your place
Then whatever happens will be your fault
How could you neglect your child
From the one thing I need
Your attention
I ask for time, you make excuses
I want direction, you give me exceptions
What do I have to do to get your attention
A few minutes of your time
I am a young mind that needs molding
Not a toy that can be put down at will
When I do right, I'm ignored
When I do wrong, I'm chastised
Whatever I have to do to get your attention
I will
Whether it is good for me or not
If you deny my attention
I will find someone else to take your place
Then whatever happens will be your fault
How could you neglect your child
From the one thing I need
Your attention
Come Back To Self
The pursuit of wealth
The lust for power and money
Has led you astray
Weren't you once apart of us
Poor, downtrodden
Down on your luck
Having money in your pocket
Doesn't mean that you forget from whence you came
Those who helped along the way
People that extended their hand
Get nothing but a glance, no acknowledgement
Arrogance must cause amnesia
Have you forgotten everything
Hope the things in your life bring you joy
You'll soon see happiness is more than money can buy
We'll just wait for you to return to yourself
In the end you will need us before we need you
The lust for power and money
Has led you astray
Weren't you once apart of us
Poor, downtrodden
Down on your luck
Having money in your pocket
Doesn't mean that you forget from whence you came
Those who helped along the way
People that extended their hand
Get nothing but a glance, no acknowledgement
Arrogance must cause amnesia
Have you forgotten everything
Hope the things in your life bring you joy
You'll soon see happiness is more than money can buy
We'll just wait for you to return to yourself
In the end you will need us before we need you
Change The World
What have you done to change the world
Name one good thing you did for someone else
Then chose it not for a hobby, make it a lifestyle
Helping others should not be done for charity
To make us feel equal to the common folk
The less fortunate become ways for us to bolster or ego
Gain humanity for the sake of political gain
Perfect for a photo opportunity
Not valuable enough for conversation
Someone does
Millions of nameless people have that mission
To change the world
Those who will never gain notoriety from others
Nor grace the cover of a magazine
The people that they help
Feel that they have changed the world
If it just may be their world
Those that need applause never receive it
They don't want it
Pay them in change......
Name one good thing you did for someone else
Then chose it not for a hobby, make it a lifestyle
Helping others should not be done for charity
To make us feel equal to the common folk
The less fortunate become ways for us to bolster or ego
Gain humanity for the sake of political gain
Perfect for a photo opportunity
Not valuable enough for conversation
Someone does
Millions of nameless people have that mission
To change the world
Those who will never gain notoriety from others
Nor grace the cover of a magazine
The people that they help
Feel that they have changed the world
If it just may be their world
Those that need applause never receive it
They don't want it
Pay them in change......
Running From The Past
Running with wreckless abandon
Arms desperately pumping up and down
Like a pack of dogs dangerously close behind
At a speed so fast reminiscent of hyper speed
Beads of sweat fall in a constant flow
Breathing is rapid and anxious, almost forced
The present fades into a blur
Blocks of color and images
No time to slow down
Scared that the past will eventually emerge
Running only hinders living
Making the present distant
The future unattainable
By focusing on avoiding the past
Everyday life is a battle between old habits and new confidence
If time is spent to turn and face the past
Dealing with the demons and despair
Maybe then the running shoes can be removed
Then life can be enjoyed at a walker's pace
Arms desperately pumping up and down
Like a pack of dogs dangerously close behind
At a speed so fast reminiscent of hyper speed
Beads of sweat fall in a constant flow
Breathing is rapid and anxious, almost forced
The present fades into a blur
Blocks of color and images
No time to slow down
Scared that the past will eventually emerge
Running only hinders living
Making the present distant
The future unattainable
By focusing on avoiding the past
Everyday life is a battle between old habits and new confidence
If time is spent to turn and face the past
Dealing with the demons and despair
Maybe then the running shoes can be removed
Then life can be enjoyed at a walker's pace
Nothing Left
Exhausted to the point of emptiness
What more can I give
Pulled in a million directions
Everyone wants my time
They care nothing about mine
Responsible for the world
Neglecting my own self
What can I give
When there is nothing left
If I stumble, no consolation for me
Must continue to serve others
No matter the pain it causes me
When I try to vent my emotions
No one hears my cries
Just another opportunity for them to say what's on their mind
I just continue to suffer in silence
Bleeding internally on the inside
Operating just on fumes
I'm everything to everyone else
When it comes to me, I have nothing left
What more can I give
Pulled in a million directions
Everyone wants my time
They care nothing about mine
Responsible for the world
Neglecting my own self
What can I give
When there is nothing left
If I stumble, no consolation for me
Must continue to serve others
No matter the pain it causes me
When I try to vent my emotions
No one hears my cries
Just another opportunity for them to say what's on their mind
I just continue to suffer in silence
Bleeding internally on the inside
Operating just on fumes
I'm everything to everyone else
When it comes to me, I have nothing left
Behind The Mask
A facade
Fabricated expressions on a lying face
Almost comical
Deceiving no one but themselves
An act
Playing a role to perfection
Maybe Imperfection
Hiding their true feelings beneath
The mask
When will the charade end
No shame
Continuing to hide behind masks
Unveil yourself
Not asking you for perfection
Be real
Fabricated expressions on a lying face
Almost comical
Deceiving no one but themselves
An act
Playing a role to perfection
Maybe Imperfection
Hiding their true feelings beneath
The mask
When will the charade end
No shame
Continuing to hide behind masks
Unveil yourself
Not asking you for perfection
Be real
Liberated Minds
So many minds deprived of knowledge
Intellectually-deficient
Satisfied to be feed ignorance
Predisposed to the dumbing of America
Having an original idea is now uncommon
Everything about us is manufactured
Each a virtual clone of the next
No room for individuality
Our thirst for knowledge is slow
Like a burning candle wick
Wake up
Shake the dust off your mind
Take back your thoughts
Stop watching these images of buffoonery
Take time to learn about the world around you
Liberate your mind
Free it from bondage
Being like the masses is easy
Being an individual is liberation
Intellectually-deficient
Satisfied to be feed ignorance
Predisposed to the dumbing of America
Having an original idea is now uncommon
Everything about us is manufactured
Each a virtual clone of the next
No room for individuality
Our thirst for knowledge is slow
Like a burning candle wick
Wake up
Shake the dust off your mind
Take back your thoughts
Stop watching these images of buffoonery
Take time to learn about the world around you
Liberate your mind
Free it from bondage
Being like the masses is easy
Being an individual is liberation
In The Bottle
Liquid salvation
The solution to all life's ills
My medicine
The only thing that has ever loved me
Is in the bottle
The pain of the world fades away
If only for a few hours
Numb
I taste nothing, want for nothing
In the end I'm left with nothing
Clutching the bottle
I cradle it in my arms
For we share an intimate bond
No one can take its place
Family, friends, jobs
They are all jealous of my relationship
They want to take me away from you
From what's in the bottle
I fight
Been with you for so long
Scared to take you from my grip
Giving me security
I cling to you
Without you I have to face the world
Confront my demons
Awaken from my drunken state
I don't want to
I can't
Must have what's in the bottle
Please just let me have one more drink
The solution to all life's ills
My medicine
The only thing that has ever loved me
Is in the bottle
The pain of the world fades away
If only for a few hours
Numb
I taste nothing, want for nothing
In the end I'm left with nothing
Clutching the bottle
I cradle it in my arms
For we share an intimate bond
No one can take its place
Family, friends, jobs
They are all jealous of my relationship
They want to take me away from you
From what's in the bottle
I fight
Been with you for so long
Scared to take you from my grip
Giving me security
I cling to you
Without you I have to face the world
Confront my demons
Awaken from my drunken state
I don't want to
I can't
Must have what's in the bottle
Please just let me have one more drink
The Friend Zone
These can be the most damaging words a guy can hear
"Let's be friends"
Friends?
I got plenty of friends
That's not what I want
I spent all this time trying to gain your attention
All for nothing
For the label of friend
You say it like that word makes everything okay
"I don't think we would work out"
"But we can be friends"
What do you want me to do
Throw a party or something
Change my facebook status
"I am so excited that____ let me be her friend today"
I would rather you hate me than be your friend
At least I would know exactly how you feel
Some girls say that guys can handle being their friend
They are just hoping that one day your decision will change
But you know what
Most of us 'friends' are the closest people to the girls we love
Support through their failed relationships
Someone they can depend on
Now that I am older I understand the friend zone
The label friend is applied when the person decides you are lacking in an area
Not equal in their status or stature
Not worthy to date, but important enough to keep around
It's your choice to remain 'friends' or strive for something better
A person that wants you for you
"Let's be friends"
Friends?
I got plenty of friends
That's not what I want
I spent all this time trying to gain your attention
All for nothing
For the label of friend
You say it like that word makes everything okay
"I don't think we would work out"
"But we can be friends"
What do you want me to do
Throw a party or something
Change my facebook status
"I am so excited that____ let me be her friend today"
I would rather you hate me than be your friend
At least I would know exactly how you feel
Some girls say that guys can handle being their friend
They are just hoping that one day your decision will change
But you know what
Most of us 'friends' are the closest people to the girls we love
Support through their failed relationships
Someone they can depend on
Now that I am older I understand the friend zone
The label friend is applied when the person decides you are lacking in an area
Not equal in their status or stature
Not worthy to date, but important enough to keep around
It's your choice to remain 'friends' or strive for something better
A person that wants you for you
Fear of Failure
I'm afraid to fail
If I fail
I become frail
In my eyes
Weak
A shell of myself
Perfection
That's what I strive to be
Succeed in everything
If I can't
I don't try
I choose not to do new things
I hate being average
If I'm not the best
Why try?
Wasted time to me
Am I afraid?
Couldn't be
Could I be?
Will I actually fail?
Maybe
Maybe I know I will succeed
And that pressure is too much for me
Stronger than I want to be
Thought that I could be
I could just be afraid of failure
The failure to live dwells inside of me
If I fail
I become frail
In my eyes
Weak
A shell of myself
Perfection
That's what I strive to be
Succeed in everything
If I can't
I don't try
I choose not to do new things
I hate being average
If I'm not the best
Why try?
Wasted time to me
Am I afraid?
Couldn't be
Could I be?
Will I actually fail?
Maybe
Maybe I know I will succeed
And that pressure is too much for me
Stronger than I want to be
Thought that I could be
I could just be afraid of failure
The failure to live dwells inside of me
Success
I feel it
Like a current through wire
Pulsating throughout my entire being
Its energy surrounds me
Success
Calling out to me
In the distance
Beckoning me to come closer
Some dream blindly
No insight in their sight
Not me
I am success
Flowing through my veins
Infusing my blood vessels
Every heartbeat
Pumps new dedication
Focused
Above status quo
I don't dream
I foresee into the future
Breaking the glass ceiling
Watching each shard of glass
Fall to the ground
Naysayers question my success
They can't see it
Yet
That's my response
I don't expect them to see
Now
It will soon be revealed
The veil will be removed
There I will stand
A model of success
I have always been a success
I just needed a platform on which to stand
Like a current through wire
Pulsating throughout my entire being
Its energy surrounds me
Success
Calling out to me
In the distance
Beckoning me to come closer
Some dream blindly
No insight in their sight
Not me
I am success
Flowing through my veins
Infusing my blood vessels
Every heartbeat
Pumps new dedication
Focused
Above status quo
I don't dream
I foresee into the future
Breaking the glass ceiling
Watching each shard of glass
Fall to the ground
Naysayers question my success
They can't see it
Yet
That's my response
I don't expect them to see
Now
It will soon be revealed
The veil will be removed
There I will stand
A model of success
I have always been a success
I just needed a platform on which to stand
Breakthrough
In my sight
A wall
That stretches into infinity
Tall as the clouds
Unmovable
Indestructible
Defeat I feel
Inner despair
Wanting it to move
No more hindered progress
Destroy
Conquer
Yet it stands
Mocking me
Having caused no damage
I yell with rage
Desperate
Confused
Move right now
I say
Again it still remains
Help is needed now
Searching
Looking
I have power
I thought
My power not sufficient
Enough to move wall
Think
Pray
God I call
Need direction
What can I do
To move this wall
Believe
Faithfulness
I have power
But God
He has all power
So if I believe
Now
Instantly
Wall will fall
Not really
Wall was never there
Failure of my faith
Forgive
Receive
When I trust
Walls disappear
Obstacles are instantly removed
Life can continue progressing
Relief
Breakthrough
A wall
That stretches into infinity
Tall as the clouds
Unmovable
Indestructible
Defeat I feel
Inner despair
Wanting it to move
No more hindered progress
Destroy
Conquer
Yet it stands
Mocking me
Having caused no damage
I yell with rage
Desperate
Confused
Move right now
I say
Again it still remains
Help is needed now
Searching
Looking
I have power
I thought
My power not sufficient
Enough to move wall
Think
Pray
God I call
Need direction
What can I do
To move this wall
Believe
Faithfulness
I have power
But God
He has all power
So if I believe
Now
Instantly
Wall will fall
Not really
Wall was never there
Failure of my faith
Forgive
Receive
When I trust
Walls disappear
Obstacles are instantly removed
Life can continue progressing
Relief
Breakthrough
Life-Unsupported
The stench of rotting garbage
Emits from where I lay
It's dark and I cannot see
I cry for someone
Anyone but to no avail
Don't know how long I have been here
Still wrapped in my blanket
At least that keeps me warm
I'm so young
Why would you want to leave me
Mama where are you
I remember that you held me in your arms
Kissed me on the forehead and placed me
Not in a crib, but a garbage can
In an alley where the evil in heart prowl
The drug dealers, crackheads, pimps, hoes, criminals
This is not a place for me
I hear sounds on the outside
Screams, liquor bottles break
The cry of police sirens drown out my cries
I thought I was your precious angel
Worth more than gold
You chose to throw me away
With everything else that is unwanted
Emits from where I lay
It's dark and I cannot see
I cry for someone
Anyone but to no avail
Don't know how long I have been here
Still wrapped in my blanket
At least that keeps me warm
I'm so young
Why would you want to leave me
Mama where are you
I remember that you held me in your arms
Kissed me on the forehead and placed me
Not in a crib, but a garbage can
In an alley where the evil in heart prowl
The drug dealers, crackheads, pimps, hoes, criminals
This is not a place for me
I hear sounds on the outside
Screams, liquor bottles break
The cry of police sirens drown out my cries
I thought I was your precious angel
Worth more than gold
You chose to throw me away
With everything else that is unwanted
Never Knew Me
Like a chameleon I blend into the background
Present but not seen
May recognize my face
Never my name
The spotlight I avoided
Attention I fled
Invisible
Thought that the background was safer
Being visible takes effort
Forces me to be vulnerable
Which frightens me from change
My content angers me
Yet I continue the cycle of control
I blame others for my reclusiveness
Transferring my insecurities on them
Living a life that does not include me
Each day a repeat of the last
Can't blame others for my fears
Doesn't matter that others didn't know me
I never knew me
Never tried
Didn't think I was important enough to know
I didn't think I was important
There's so much about me I don't know
Present but not seen
May recognize my face
Never my name
The spotlight I avoided
Attention I fled
Invisible
Thought that the background was safer
Being visible takes effort
Forces me to be vulnerable
Which frightens me from change
My content angers me
Yet I continue the cycle of control
I blame others for my reclusiveness
Transferring my insecurities on them
Living a life that does not include me
Each day a repeat of the last
Can't blame others for my fears
Doesn't matter that others didn't know me
I never knew me
Never tried
Didn't think I was important enough to know
I didn't think I was important
There's so much about me I don't know
Walking Contradictions
Perfection sought in an imperfect world
Yet we stand in disbelief as the perceived good people fall
Seemingly preposterous to think that fame or notoriety brings holiness
Continuing to manufacture 'heroes' that will show us the way
With the comment "he/she is such a good person"
A good person sinfully flawed by flesh
Why place your faith in people?
Knowing that they are destined to fail you
Stop worshipping these idol gods
Buying into the propaganda that is embedded in your mind
Can we be so simple-minded?
Everyone is a contradiction to a certain degree
No one is 100% good or bad
There is nothing wrong with failing
People consistently fall from grace
We cannot assume that a good person = good behavior
A person = a person
Nothing more, nothing less
There was only one 'good' person
Ironically we follow Him less and less
Yet we stand in disbelief as the perceived good people fall
Seemingly preposterous to think that fame or notoriety brings holiness
Continuing to manufacture 'heroes' that will show us the way
With the comment "he/she is such a good person"
A good person sinfully flawed by flesh
Why place your faith in people?
Knowing that they are destined to fail you
Stop worshipping these idol gods
Buying into the propaganda that is embedded in your mind
Can we be so simple-minded?
Everyone is a contradiction to a certain degree
No one is 100% good or bad
There is nothing wrong with failing
People consistently fall from grace
We cannot assume that a good person = good behavior
A person = a person
Nothing more, nothing less
There was only one 'good' person
Ironically we follow Him less and less
I Was Built For This
Through storm and rain I reign
Never deterred from my goals
Let the winds blow
The thunder pound
Yet I don't flinch
Nor waste a minute to worry
I laugh as the rain cries from the sky
Why am I so confident?
Because I know who controls the storm
Through Him I will be protected
I need no shelter
My refuge is with Him
God would not have made me
If I couldn't endure the storm and rain
Excuse me if my faith is foreign to you
I apologize for trusting God to protect me
He never puts more on me than I can bear
Just like the plants in the ground
Rain is necessary to survive
That is why I refuse to complain
Stand when others run from the rain
God only wants me to grow
Never deterred from my goals
Let the winds blow
The thunder pound
Yet I don't flinch
Nor waste a minute to worry
I laugh as the rain cries from the sky
Why am I so confident?
Because I know who controls the storm
Through Him I will be protected
I need no shelter
My refuge is with Him
God would not have made me
If I couldn't endure the storm and rain
Excuse me if my faith is foreign to you
I apologize for trusting God to protect me
He never puts more on me than I can bear
Just like the plants in the ground
Rain is necessary to survive
That is why I refuse to complain
Stand when others run from the rain
God only wants me to grow
The Space I'm in Right Now
Well its been awhile since I have just posted a thought and I decided tonight would be a good time to do one. I am very appreciative of the response that my writing has been getting lately especially on facebook. I am actively thinking about pursuing writing as a career. Not for the fame or the fortune, but to connect with millions of people. I now know that through the responses I have been getting that my work has power. It is because of the power of my words I want to attempt to reach anyone that I can. In the past, I was ashamed of writing and thought that no one would really enjoy what I wrote. Now I know that I was just scared of my own potential. So if you enjoy my writing please leave comments and let me know what you think. It really helps me to know what you think. Even if you didn't like something that okay too.
Until the next time......
Terrence
Until the next time......
Terrence
Weight of the World
A labored breath
A methodical walk
The body buckles under intense pressure
Dead weight
Upon the shoulders
Being carried with no destination
Only destined to be carried
Muscles tense as pain increases
Offers of help are denied
Met with rejection
No one else deemed to be capable
The weight continues to be carried on
The back spasms and the neck aches
Weight shifts
Balance is lost
Weight ultimately too heavy to bear
Some weight may be lifted
For a short time
All weights must eventually fall
No weight was meant to be carried forever
A methodical walk
The body buckles under intense pressure
Dead weight
Upon the shoulders
Being carried with no destination
Only destined to be carried
Muscles tense as pain increases
Offers of help are denied
Met with rejection
No one else deemed to be capable
The weight continues to be carried on
The back spasms and the neck aches
Weight shifts
Balance is lost
Weight ultimately too heavy to bear
Some weight may be lifted
For a short time
All weights must eventually fall
No weight was meant to be carried forever
Power to Be
The opportunity for greatness seems unattainable
That's due to the believe of obtaining it
If you look, its already inside you
Like the embers of a fire
It sits burning camouflaged by consciousness
Only when unconsciousness reigns does this fire flame
This power is within everyone
The difference is how long has your fire lay dormant
Reignite your power and take control of your situation
Just don't let your fire burn out
That's due to the believe of obtaining it
If you look, its already inside you
Like the embers of a fire
It sits burning camouflaged by consciousness
Only when unconsciousness reigns does this fire flame
This power is within everyone
The difference is how long has your fire lay dormant
Reignite your power and take control of your situation
Just don't let your fire burn out
Lost Little Boy
I sit in anticipation
Waiting on your return home
Mom tells me you'll be home soon
I won't have to wait long
As the car pulls up I run to the door
Waiting with my arms outstretched
The door opens and you see me
But you just greeted me with a pat on the head
I put my hands down, to my room I rush
Not understanding why the greeting went wrong
Mom explains that you had a long day
That you were just tired from work
But this was our routine
We did it everyday
Why was it different
Why couldn't today be the same
The days went by and it seemed you were never there
Wondering where could you be
Was it something I did or something I said
Because to me you were still my hero
I defended you to mom
Tried to show her where she went wrong
But you still did what you wanted
Leaving the family behind
Whether it was moving from house to house
Or you bouncing from job to job
Nothing was stable around me
All alone was how I felt
I wanted your guidance
Advice when I needed direction
But you just watched TV and I sat in my room
Both of us unfamiliar with the other
This boy grew to be a young man
And his heart began to grow cold
He no longer wanted his father's love
Nor the relationship that was once so strong
Even when you were there, you were invisible to me
Cared less if you there or you weren't
My mind contained hatred
My heart needed to mend
It was hard to heal when I felt abandoned
I didn't want it to change
Nor a bandage for the pain
Anger I wanted to feel
I clung to mom not because of want but necessity
I had no on else to lean on
I taught myself to be nothing like you
Not to make your same mistakes
I comforted mom when she sat and cried
On me she had to rely
I had to grow up before my time
To play your role, not to play mine
Now that I have become a man
I have forgiven you of your sins
I'm taking you as you are
Not as you were
The past is the past
No changing it
No white-out to use this time
Time to move on
But a small piece of me is still that little boy
With his arms outstretched waiting for you to come home
Waiting on your return home
Mom tells me you'll be home soon
I won't have to wait long
As the car pulls up I run to the door
Waiting with my arms outstretched
The door opens and you see me
But you just greeted me with a pat on the head
I put my hands down, to my room I rush
Not understanding why the greeting went wrong
Mom explains that you had a long day
That you were just tired from work
But this was our routine
We did it everyday
Why was it different
Why couldn't today be the same
The days went by and it seemed you were never there
Wondering where could you be
Was it something I did or something I said
Because to me you were still my hero
I defended you to mom
Tried to show her where she went wrong
But you still did what you wanted
Leaving the family behind
Whether it was moving from house to house
Or you bouncing from job to job
Nothing was stable around me
All alone was how I felt
I wanted your guidance
Advice when I needed direction
But you just watched TV and I sat in my room
Both of us unfamiliar with the other
This boy grew to be a young man
And his heart began to grow cold
He no longer wanted his father's love
Nor the relationship that was once so strong
Even when you were there, you were invisible to me
Cared less if you there or you weren't
My mind contained hatred
My heart needed to mend
It was hard to heal when I felt abandoned
I didn't want it to change
Nor a bandage for the pain
Anger I wanted to feel
I clung to mom not because of want but necessity
I had no on else to lean on
I taught myself to be nothing like you
Not to make your same mistakes
I comforted mom when she sat and cried
On me she had to rely
I had to grow up before my time
To play your role, not to play mine
Now that I have become a man
I have forgiven you of your sins
I'm taking you as you are
Not as you were
The past is the past
No changing it
No white-out to use this time
Time to move on
But a small piece of me is still that little boy
With his arms outstretched waiting for you to come home
Why Save Me?
For those who believe
The Lord is our refuge
His kindness he will never refuse
When we want to succeed
So why do we act
As though we appointed ourselves
To undergo the pain of the nails
Though with God we have a pact
Are we worthy of being saved
Through our many transgressions
And presumed dire inflections
Without him we are sure to be enslaved
What if God refused His grace
Wouldn't we display the same reaction
If we received no satisfaction
No savior from the world we face
How could we blame Him
The choice is a personal one
An invitation that is second to none
Without Him our survival is slim
The Lord is our refuge
His kindness he will never refuse
When we want to succeed
So why do we act
As though we appointed ourselves
To undergo the pain of the nails
Though with God we have a pact
Are we worthy of being saved
Through our many transgressions
And presumed dire inflections
Without him we are sure to be enslaved
What if God refused His grace
Wouldn't we display the same reaction
If we received no satisfaction
No savior from the world we face
How could we blame Him
The choice is a personal one
An invitation that is second to none
Without Him our survival is slim
If I Could Be Me
If I could be me
I wouldn't be your doormat for you to walk
If I could be me
I wouldn't hold my tongue to let you talk
If I could be me
I wouldn't try to put others first
If I could be me
I wouldn't always believe the worst
If I could be me
I wouldn't carry the world on my shoulders
If I could be me
I wouldn't be the burden holder
If I could be me
I wouldn't believe the negative thoughts in my head
If I could be me
I would kill the victim in me dead
If I could be me
I would fight for what is mine
If I could be me
I would tell others when I'm not fine
If I could be me
If I could be
What I should be
Could be me
Should be me
Should I be
I can be
I can become
I am
I already was
I wouldn't be your doormat for you to walk
If I could be me
I wouldn't hold my tongue to let you talk
If I could be me
I wouldn't try to put others first
If I could be me
I wouldn't always believe the worst
If I could be me
I wouldn't carry the world on my shoulders
If I could be me
I wouldn't be the burden holder
If I could be me
I wouldn't believe the negative thoughts in my head
If I could be me
I would kill the victim in me dead
If I could be me
I would fight for what is mine
If I could be me
I would tell others when I'm not fine
If I could be me
If I could be
What I should be
Could be me
Should be me
Should I be
I can be
I can become
I am
I already was
Faded Picture
In the car, I accelerate fast
With our recent argument racing through my head
Anger with testosterone is a fatal mix
A concoction of pure adrenaline
I reach my place up to my room I rush
Slam the door attempting to calm down
My cellphone rings and I know its you
I answer and we begin to argue
Make up is not what I want to do
Hang up is what I do, no more words for you
Laying back in the bed I try to relax
The events of the night hauntingly play through my head
Who was that? Why were you there?
Questions, I created my own answers to
Time passes and another call comes through
This time its an unfamiliar number
The voice says that there has been an accident
One that involved my girlfriend
An accident that was fatal, her body lost
Communication is what I denied her
Now she is silenced forever
My external anger drove me safely home
Her internal hurt drove her to death
The voice informed me that she was hit by another driver
Which drove her car into a tree
She was not speeding, just an innocent bystander
Sitting on the dash was a picture of us
The only picture that will endure
I rush to the scene but she was not there
Only the car and the moon's glare
A letter on the passenger seat explained the story
The phone calls she did not return
Her being secretively silent
Us spending less time together
Not a sign of infidelity but admiration
A surprise vacation for us
The unfamiliar car
A friend that was helping her plan the trip
The phone calls she did not return
A result of exhaustion from coordinating the activities for the week
Her perceived secretiveness
She wanted to do something special for me
A gift for my dedication to her
My over-reaction caused a chain reaction
Of events that cannot be undone
Now my heart mirrors the condition of her car
Mangled, destroyed, totaled
As I stand in disbelief with my head in my hands
A presence seems to approach me
Whispering ever so gently in my ear
"I loved you till death".......
With our recent argument racing through my head
Anger with testosterone is a fatal mix
A concoction of pure adrenaline
I reach my place up to my room I rush
Slam the door attempting to calm down
My cellphone rings and I know its you
I answer and we begin to argue
Make up is not what I want to do
Hang up is what I do, no more words for you
Laying back in the bed I try to relax
The events of the night hauntingly play through my head
Who was that? Why were you there?
Questions, I created my own answers to
Time passes and another call comes through
This time its an unfamiliar number
The voice says that there has been an accident
One that involved my girlfriend
An accident that was fatal, her body lost
Communication is what I denied her
Now she is silenced forever
My external anger drove me safely home
Her internal hurt drove her to death
The voice informed me that she was hit by another driver
Which drove her car into a tree
She was not speeding, just an innocent bystander
Sitting on the dash was a picture of us
The only picture that will endure
I rush to the scene but she was not there
Only the car and the moon's glare
A letter on the passenger seat explained the story
The phone calls she did not return
Her being secretively silent
Us spending less time together
Not a sign of infidelity but admiration
A surprise vacation for us
The unfamiliar car
A friend that was helping her plan the trip
The phone calls she did not return
A result of exhaustion from coordinating the activities for the week
Her perceived secretiveness
She wanted to do something special for me
A gift for my dedication to her
My over-reaction caused a chain reaction
Of events that cannot be undone
Now my heart mirrors the condition of her car
Mangled, destroyed, totaled
As I stand in disbelief with my head in my hands
A presence seems to approach me
Whispering ever so gently in my ear
"I loved you till death".......
Not Your Doormat
I am low to the ground
A place in which people walk on
I have no voice or response
Consistently inconsistent
I am defenseless
I still lay low
No longer completely silent
Occasionally I respond to people's steps
Building my power
Growing stronger
I then think to myself
Why do I continue to lay down for people
Not retaliating to their disrespect
I then make a choice
A choice to get up and stand
People stand looking puzzled
The doormat they knew has disappeared
Replaced by a sign
I can no longer be your doormat
Signed confidence
A place in which people walk on
I have no voice or response
Consistently inconsistent
I am defenseless
I still lay low
No longer completely silent
Occasionally I respond to people's steps
Building my power
Growing stronger
I then think to myself
Why do I continue to lay down for people
Not retaliating to their disrespect
I then make a choice
A choice to get up and stand
People stand looking puzzled
The doormat they knew has disappeared
Replaced by a sign
I can no longer be your doormat
Signed confidence
The Call
My phone rings and I answer the call
Its my dad telling me that something is wrong
He's not feeling well and is nervous about his condition
Wanting to tell me first of his recent afflictions
It catches me off guard, something new to my ears
My mind thinks, what a way to end the week
As I ask all the normal questions to appear that I'm collected
I'm not and my mind begins to have visions
What if this turns serious or I lose my dad
Although our relationship has been bad, he's the only dad I've had
We have so far to go, not ready to potentially let him go
It made me think, did staying mad all those years benefit me
Did I lose time, time I wish I could regain
Even though this call was not urgent, it made me think
Will the next call be the call I don't want to believe
Its my dad telling me that something is wrong
He's not feeling well and is nervous about his condition
Wanting to tell me first of his recent afflictions
It catches me off guard, something new to my ears
My mind thinks, what a way to end the week
As I ask all the normal questions to appear that I'm collected
I'm not and my mind begins to have visions
What if this turns serious or I lose my dad
Although our relationship has been bad, he's the only dad I've had
We have so far to go, not ready to potentially let him go
It made me think, did staying mad all those years benefit me
Did I lose time, time I wish I could regain
Even though this call was not urgent, it made me think
Will the next call be the call I don't want to believe
What is it?
I have love
But don't know what to do with it
Loving love just chases me away
From it
What is it
Been chasing it for awhile
How do I know if I have it
I'm in love
Sometimes I'm unsure
At times I'm high on love
Higher than the clouds
More like galactic
When love turns south
Its hell
A forever burning purgatory
Not of love but anger
I'm torn between the two extremes
A bipolar love
Trying to find balance
But don't know what to do with it
Loving love just chases me away
From it
What is it
Been chasing it for awhile
How do I know if I have it
I'm in love
Sometimes I'm unsure
At times I'm high on love
Higher than the clouds
More like galactic
When love turns south
Its hell
A forever burning purgatory
Not of love but anger
I'm torn between the two extremes
A bipolar love
Trying to find balance
Silenced
Inaudible noise
Quiet like a TV on mute
Watching while understanding nothing
Except this is not on screen
This is real life
These are my parents
I sit idly by
As they ignore the images I see
Nothing I say will end this scene
Muted by miscommunication
Powerless
Invisible yet present
Fading into the background
I wait
Until someone changes the images I see
Quiet like a TV on mute
Watching while understanding nothing
Except this is not on screen
This is real life
These are my parents
I sit idly by
As they ignore the images I see
Nothing I say will end this scene
Muted by miscommunication
Powerless
Invisible yet present
Fading into the background
I wait
Until someone changes the images I see
Serenity
Laying on nature's bed
Listening to Earth's soundtrack
Time loses its grasp
Carried by the soothing breeze
Contentment
Not concerned about the outside world
Sight in color, not by form
Admiring this great tapestry
My personal display
The sun comforts my face
Like a mother's touch
Soft like a freshly washed blanket
The clouds accent the sky
Mirroring an artist's brush stroke
Painted just for me
This is my snapshot of peace
However this is not a place I see
My mind's own creation
A place I can go to escape the world
If only momentarily
Listening to Earth's soundtrack
Time loses its grasp
Carried by the soothing breeze
Contentment
Not concerned about the outside world
Sight in color, not by form
Admiring this great tapestry
My personal display
The sun comforts my face
Like a mother's touch
Soft like a freshly washed blanket
The clouds accent the sky
Mirroring an artist's brush stroke
Painted just for me
This is my snapshot of peace
However this is not a place I see
My mind's own creation
A place I can go to escape the world
If only momentarily
Chains
Shackled by inventions of suppression
Bound with intentions of oppression
With my head cradled in my hands
Desperation with no plans
These shackles differ to me
Having no escape no key
Appearing to have no relinquish
Trapped forever it seems
Eradication of all my dreams
The space I'm in has no walls
Nothing but endless space, no one to hear my calls
I desire to break free
With nothing to motivate me I'm content to be
I remain puzzled
My mind appears to be muzzled
How did I get here?
Will I ever escape is my fear
Then I think to myself
Muster any strength I have left
Fear cannot be escaped it must be overcome
The shackles fall, free is what I become
Bound with intentions of oppression
With my head cradled in my hands
Desperation with no plans
These shackles differ to me
Having no escape no key
Appearing to have no relinquish
Trapped forever it seems
Eradication of all my dreams
The space I'm in has no walls
Nothing but endless space, no one to hear my calls
I desire to break free
With nothing to motivate me I'm content to be
I remain puzzled
My mind appears to be muzzled
How did I get here?
Will I ever escape is my fear
Then I think to myself
Muster any strength I have left
Fear cannot be escaped it must be overcome
The shackles fall, free is what I become
Let Me Love You
Hold my hand
Trust that I won't lead you astray
I know you have been hurt before
I say I'm different
You think to yourself that's so cliche'
Disappointment is a familiar friend
One you know too well
Thinking heartache will return
This relationship will end
Please don't fight my love
Though its easy to do
You rush to end our love
Hurt me before I hurt you
I understand your position
Been there before
Which ironically makes me love you more
Let me unpack your baggage
Take the weight off your shoulders
Build you up
Help you become a better woman
You say its too good to be true
I say I'm good because of you
No games or tricks up my sleeves
I speak the truth no need for deceit
I want to console your fears
Heal the wounds of the past
Bring a smile back to your face
I don't ask for much
Just your love
Hopefully you understand
I say to you
Let your wall down
Open your heart
Let me love you
You is all I want
Trust that I won't lead you astray
I know you have been hurt before
I say I'm different
You think to yourself that's so cliche'
Disappointment is a familiar friend
One you know too well
Thinking heartache will return
This relationship will end
Please don't fight my love
Though its easy to do
You rush to end our love
Hurt me before I hurt you
I understand your position
Been there before
Which ironically makes me love you more
Let me unpack your baggage
Take the weight off your shoulders
Build you up
Help you become a better woman
You say its too good to be true
I say I'm good because of you
No games or tricks up my sleeves
I speak the truth no need for deceit
I want to console your fears
Heal the wounds of the past
Bring a smile back to your face
I don't ask for much
Just your love
Hopefully you understand
I say to you
Let your wall down
Open your heart
Let me love you
You is all I want
Clothed-Minded
A persona
Characteristically descriptive
From just a glance
Tailor made or just randomly arranged
Appearance is everything now-a-days
Too informal to be approachable
Too casual to be taken seriously
Clothes become traps
Shackles of identity
Promoting an image that could be contradictory
With who you really are
Be careful what you wear
Letting clothes define you makes no sense
Because clothes make cents for someone else
Characteristically descriptive
From just a glance
Tailor made or just randomly arranged
Appearance is everything now-a-days
Too informal to be approachable
Too casual to be taken seriously
Clothes become traps
Shackles of identity
Promoting an image that could be contradictory
With who you really are
Be careful what you wear
Letting clothes define you makes no sense
Because clothes make cents for someone else
To My Unborn Son
I love you even though you are not here
Although we have never met
I am preparing for your arrival
The world as I knew it will be foreign to you
A world with many dangers and influences
For this I am concerned
Wanting to instill in you knowledge and wisdom
Giving you direction through life's eternal darkness
I know that I cannot shield you from harm
Nor ensure that you will not be wronged
I do know that no matter what
I will be your father
I promise to be your role model, hero, protector, provider and supporter
Correcting you when necessary
Sharing with you advice
Showing you the way
Like a compass
I will not steer you wrong
Keeping you on the correct path
Now I sit
Patiently waiting on your arrival
For the day I can say
"That's my boy"
Although we have never met
I am preparing for your arrival
The world as I knew it will be foreign to you
A world with many dangers and influences
For this I am concerned
Wanting to instill in you knowledge and wisdom
Giving you direction through life's eternal darkness
I know that I cannot shield you from harm
Nor ensure that you will not be wronged
I do know that no matter what
I will be your father
I promise to be your role model, hero, protector, provider and supporter
Correcting you when necessary
Sharing with you advice
Showing you the way
Like a compass
I will not steer you wrong
Keeping you on the correct path
Now I sit
Patiently waiting on your arrival
For the day I can say
"That's my boy"
Lost Ones
The worn path
The bridge to no where
Millions of nameless, aimless children walk
With no end in sight
In a daze
Caused by relentless subjection
To the sun's rays
Walking dead
Comparable to the terminally ill
In need of a transfusion of something
With substance
Ears have become deaf to instruction or guidance
Altered by years of consistent, unproductive noise
Some may call to them
Attempting to save them from the path
However they continue walking
This is the only direction they have ever had
Like a scene from a post-apocalyptic movie
They walk with tattered clothing, disheveled appearance
Every step causes pain
Their faces wince and contort
Knowing they are inching farther from rescue
Why is this their fate?
Ask their parents
Or shall I say life donors
Parents who are walking themselves
On a path without their children
Confined by the constraints of jail
Consumed by the lure of a crack houses
Content with choosing more important things
Than their own seeds
Many have disposed of their children like trash
With no concern about being parents
Some have left hand prints across innocent faces
Others have left fingerprints in areas that are hidden
Beaten, broken, violated, forgotten
These are the unwanted
So do not judge as they walk by
You do not know their story
They walk not because they choose
It is due to necessity
Walking because the past is too hard to face
The bridge to no where
Millions of nameless, aimless children walk
With no end in sight
In a daze
Caused by relentless subjection
To the sun's rays
Walking dead
Comparable to the terminally ill
In need of a transfusion of something
With substance
Ears have become deaf to instruction or guidance
Altered by years of consistent, unproductive noise
Some may call to them
Attempting to save them from the path
However they continue walking
This is the only direction they have ever had
Like a scene from a post-apocalyptic movie
They walk with tattered clothing, disheveled appearance
Every step causes pain
Their faces wince and contort
Knowing they are inching farther from rescue
Why is this their fate?
Ask their parents
Or shall I say life donors
Parents who are walking themselves
On a path without their children
Confined by the constraints of jail
Consumed by the lure of a crack houses
Content with choosing more important things
Than their own seeds
Many have disposed of their children like trash
With no concern about being parents
Some have left hand prints across innocent faces
Others have left fingerprints in areas that are hidden
Beaten, broken, violated, forgotten
These are the unwanted
So do not judge as they walk by
You do not know their story
They walk not because they choose
It is due to necessity
Walking because the past is too hard to face
Wings
Wings
That extend across the sky
Angelic
Heavenly feathers
Envelop me
Embracing
Through them I take flight
Effortlessly
Majestic view of the world below
No need to walk
Nor run
Why should I?
When I have
Wings
That extend across the sky
Angelic
Heavenly feathers
Envelop me
Embracing
Through them I take flight
Effortlessly
Majestic view of the world below
No need to walk
Nor run
Why should I?
When I have
Wings
Up in Dust
History is not relegated to a book or a picture
It is a living breathing being
Not only an artifact or relic
Tangible and tactile
Wanting to be touched
We however chose to shield ourselves from history
Consumed with daily routine
Having no sense of purpose or past
Our paths could be windows into our ancestral life
Homes that could have been a stop on the underground railroad
Books that contain the first words read by a slave
Suitcases that could have been a possession of a Freedom Rider
An antique camera that could have photographed Martin Luther King at the podium
These may just be fabricated examples
Not realistic in their execution
However our real history sits among us
Grandmothers, grandfathers that go quietly into the night
With no respect and acknowledgement of their worth
They lived the past
Serving as a bridge to a time most will never understand
Most will never obtain the knowledge
Failing to recognize the history that they possess
As a consequence never understanding themselves
We continue to walk aimlessly by
Letting our history collect like dust
On the covers of our history
Dusting off the book reveals nothing of its contents
This history cannot be contained by books
It is a living record
Obtained from the lips of those who lived it
Yet we still allow more history to fade away
Dust particles fall to the floor
Quickly swept up and disposed
Too late to discover its worth
Don't we know that there is nothing more precious than dirt
Our creator molded us from the Earth
Instead of reclaiming our future
We dispose of our past
Letting it go up in dust
It is a living breathing being
Not only an artifact or relic
Tangible and tactile
Wanting to be touched
We however chose to shield ourselves from history
Consumed with daily routine
Having no sense of purpose or past
Our paths could be windows into our ancestral life
Homes that could have been a stop on the underground railroad
Books that contain the first words read by a slave
Suitcases that could have been a possession of a Freedom Rider
An antique camera that could have photographed Martin Luther King at the podium
These may just be fabricated examples
Not realistic in their execution
However our real history sits among us
Grandmothers, grandfathers that go quietly into the night
With no respect and acknowledgement of their worth
They lived the past
Serving as a bridge to a time most will never understand
Most will never obtain the knowledge
Failing to recognize the history that they possess
As a consequence never understanding themselves
We continue to walk aimlessly by
Letting our history collect like dust
On the covers of our history
Dusting off the book reveals nothing of its contents
This history cannot be contained by books
It is a living record
Obtained from the lips of those who lived it
Yet we still allow more history to fade away
Dust particles fall to the floor
Quickly swept up and disposed
Too late to discover its worth
Don't we know that there is nothing more precious than dirt
Our creator molded us from the Earth
Instead of reclaiming our future
We dispose of our past
Letting it go up in dust
Epiphany
Life can be
It can also become
I pray for clarity
My day of epiphany
When the path is revealed
Direction is confirmed
A feeling of renewal
Reconstruction
The light that shines from above
Awakening the spirit
Transforming the soul
Being swept up in sweet rapture
No knowledge of what was
Full understanding of what is
It can also become
I pray for clarity
My day of epiphany
When the path is revealed
Direction is confirmed
A feeling of renewal
Reconstruction
The light that shines from above
Awakening the spirit
Transforming the soul
Being swept up in sweet rapture
No knowledge of what was
Full understanding of what is
Footsteps
Watch the way you walk
For there is a message behind your steps
The paths that you choose
May be familiar
Could be unfamiliar
Feet follow the body
Voluntarily at times
Involuntarily if necessary
For every pair of feet
There is another pair following
Walking in your same direction
Be knowledgeable of where you walk
Someone is being lead by you
Become the example
Show others the right way
For there is a message behind your steps
The paths that you choose
May be familiar
Could be unfamiliar
Feet follow the body
Voluntarily at times
Involuntarily if necessary
For every pair of feet
There is another pair following
Walking in your same direction
Be knowledgeable of where you walk
Someone is being lead by you
Become the example
Show others the right way
The Perfect Poem
I want a poem I can connect with
Not a typical systematic lifeless one
I want it to physically reach out of the page
Grasp my heart and infuse it with life
I want a poem that was specifically crafted for me
From the potter's hand
An exquisite piece of art
Beauty personified in front of my own eyes
I want a poem to rescue me from danger
As I approach the edge of oblivion
It whispers "I'm here to save you"
Grabbing my hand to lead me to safety
I want a poem to comfort my fears
Be my night light in total darkness
My personal security from evil
An escape when there appears to be none
I want a poem to love me unconditionally
In spite of all my transgressions
Never leaving my side
A true companion
I want a poem to convict my wrongdoings
Cast out my demons like an exorcist
Preaching them out like a reverend
Until I submit and confess my sins
I want a poem to motivate me
Give me hope for tomorrow like Martin Luther King, Jr.
Help me achieve my goals and soar
Effortlessly above the clouds like an eagle
I want a poem to teach me
Challenge my mind to be more than mediocre
Inform me of the unfamiliar
Give me new insights of myself
I want a poem to cure me
Like a salve for a wound
The vaccine for all my ills
Medicine for my sick soul
I want a poem to give me power
Reclaiming what is rightfully mine
Towering over my problems with grandiosity
Enabling me to become a warrior, annihilating everything in my path
I want a poem like this
I need a poem like this
Can you write it?
Not a typical systematic lifeless one
I want it to physically reach out of the page
Grasp my heart and infuse it with life
I want a poem that was specifically crafted for me
From the potter's hand
An exquisite piece of art
Beauty personified in front of my own eyes
I want a poem to rescue me from danger
As I approach the edge of oblivion
It whispers "I'm here to save you"
Grabbing my hand to lead me to safety
I want a poem to comfort my fears
Be my night light in total darkness
My personal security from evil
An escape when there appears to be none
I want a poem to love me unconditionally
In spite of all my transgressions
Never leaving my side
A true companion
I want a poem to convict my wrongdoings
Cast out my demons like an exorcist
Preaching them out like a reverend
Until I submit and confess my sins
I want a poem to motivate me
Give me hope for tomorrow like Martin Luther King, Jr.
Help me achieve my goals and soar
Effortlessly above the clouds like an eagle
I want a poem to teach me
Challenge my mind to be more than mediocre
Inform me of the unfamiliar
Give me new insights of myself
I want a poem to cure me
Like a salve for a wound
The vaccine for all my ills
Medicine for my sick soul
I want a poem to give me power
Reclaiming what is rightfully mine
Towering over my problems with grandiosity
Enabling me to become a warrior, annihilating everything in my path
I want a poem like this
I need a poem like this
Can you write it?
Mirror Image
I gaze into the mirror and a familiar face looks back
An image of my father emerges through the cracks
A gift and a curse which I have fled
Fueled by anger and hatred to look at it I dread
I have denounce the image, spoke negatively towards his name
The image however remains the same
Although the strikes of a hammer may have cracked its shape
The image shows through even the darkest of drapes
I divert my eyes, even cover my face
Its glow still illuminates the place
I vowed to never be like him and create a new face
For awhile I believed his face I could erase
The more I ran the more I lost of me
I became an empty shell, nothing like I wanted to be
So I decided to uncover the image and face my fear
"This is your destiny" is what I could faintly hear
As I looked into the mirror its shape became whole
No void but substance for my apparent hole
Suddenly I had an epiphany comparable to ones in which music played
Finally a solution for the years I had been plagued
Now I can say I have no hatred for my dad
Mistakes now forgiven, healing for the pain I had
Because this image is not a reminder of the past
It represents the good in me and you
No matter what I am an image of you
An image of my father emerges through the cracks
A gift and a curse which I have fled
Fueled by anger and hatred to look at it I dread
I have denounce the image, spoke negatively towards his name
The image however remains the same
Although the strikes of a hammer may have cracked its shape
The image shows through even the darkest of drapes
I divert my eyes, even cover my face
Its glow still illuminates the place
I vowed to never be like him and create a new face
For awhile I believed his face I could erase
The more I ran the more I lost of me
I became an empty shell, nothing like I wanted to be
So I decided to uncover the image and face my fear
"This is your destiny" is what I could faintly hear
As I looked into the mirror its shape became whole
No void but substance for my apparent hole
Suddenly I had an epiphany comparable to ones in which music played
Finally a solution for the years I had been plagued
Now I can say I have no hatred for my dad
Mistakes now forgiven, healing for the pain I had
Because this image is not a reminder of the past
It represents the good in me and you
No matter what I am an image of you
The King's Eyes
Through these eyes
Many days of struggle
Seen
Blood-shot red
From verbal, physical, and mental abuse
Crowds of disenfranchised people
Marching
Wanting a change
I want to be there guide
Boycott
Demanding change
Thousands of feet walking
Endurance is necessary
Success
No more colored section on the bus
Staring at the worn prison bars
Words transcribed in letter form
Birmingham
Freedom
Equality
Persecuted but not broken
Knowing this is God's will
My face illuminates from the cross burning outside my window
White hooded faces
This can't be my America
Podium
Faces awaiting a new Moses
Entranced by my every word
Feeding them vital sustenance
Giving them strength to endure
TV screen
Water hoses beat like slave whips
Nooses dangle people from trees like Christmas ornaments
Objects
Through rage I see fear in their eyes
Watching
Scared of me
My plan of action
Act
Not aggressively
Responsibly
Non-violently
In times of rest
I dream
About a world that could be
Memphis
Change on the horizon
Chrome flashes
Bullet
My eyes close
To rest until my dream comes true
Many days of struggle
Seen
Blood-shot red
From verbal, physical, and mental abuse
Crowds of disenfranchised people
Marching
Wanting a change
I want to be there guide
Boycott
Demanding change
Thousands of feet walking
Endurance is necessary
Success
No more colored section on the bus
Staring at the worn prison bars
Words transcribed in letter form
Birmingham
Freedom
Equality
Persecuted but not broken
Knowing this is God's will
My face illuminates from the cross burning outside my window
White hooded faces
This can't be my America
Podium
Faces awaiting a new Moses
Entranced by my every word
Feeding them vital sustenance
Giving them strength to endure
TV screen
Water hoses beat like slave whips
Nooses dangle people from trees like Christmas ornaments
Objects
Through rage I see fear in their eyes
Watching
Scared of me
My plan of action
Act
Not aggressively
Responsibly
Non-violently
In times of rest
I dream
About a world that could be
Memphis
Change on the horizon
Chrome flashes
Bullet
My eyes close
To rest until my dream comes true
Two-Way Love
I love you; you love me
My love seeks; I love me
I love hard; love I fear
Fear love lost; fear lost me
I hide pain; I hide love
By your side; not my side
It's my fault; I fault love
Please love me; not in love
Must move on; free at last
Found new love; love I had
This is love; send love back
True love lasts; love let past
My love seeks; I love me
I love hard; love I fear
Fear love lost; fear lost me
I hide pain; I hide love
By your side; not my side
It's my fault; I fault love
Please love me; not in love
Must move on; free at last
Found new love; love I had
This is love; send love back
True love lasts; love let past
Letting Go
My hands clenched into yours
Help Me!
I yell as I helplessly hang over the edge
I'm scared
As I survey my potential fate in panoramic view
Hang on
You answer reassuring me to hold on
I'll try
I attempt to gain my footing but slip further
Oh God!
I scream as my grip loosens and I fear the end is near
I'm here
As I look up confused but wanting to continue on
Let Go
He tells me as I continue to slip
I'll die
Responding as if He did not understand my plight
Trust me
He said in a voice that sounds eerily familiar
I can't
Not wanting to trust in the unknown
You can
He answers conforting me with His grip
I'm here
He repeats as I attempt to figure out His words
I will
I reply as I let go and accept whatever comes next
You believed
He says after I let go and realize that I'm safe
I did
Telling myself of what I just accomplished
Let go
He told me and I replied, Let God
Help Me!
I yell as I helplessly hang over the edge
I'm scared
As I survey my potential fate in panoramic view
Hang on
You answer reassuring me to hold on
I'll try
I attempt to gain my footing but slip further
Oh God!
I scream as my grip loosens and I fear the end is near
I'm here
As I look up confused but wanting to continue on
Let Go
He tells me as I continue to slip
I'll die
Responding as if He did not understand my plight
Trust me
He said in a voice that sounds eerily familiar
I can't
Not wanting to trust in the unknown
You can
He answers conforting me with His grip
I'm here
He repeats as I attempt to figure out His words
I will
I reply as I let go and accept whatever comes next
You believed
He says after I let go and realize that I'm safe
I did
Telling myself of what I just accomplished
Let go
He told me and I replied, Let God
The Final Farewell
I kneel to the ground to place my flower
On the site where our last memories lie
Never did I imagine this would happen
To close this painful chapter, I examine the casket
I feel that my identity is altered, my future changed
All alone is how I feel
Flashbacks come to mind as I stand in reflection
The trips we had, the times we shared
The laughst and our own secret language
The picutre of perfection, the standard for all others
We were a perfect fit to a puzzle that was complete
I smile as I think about how things used to be
Though I hurt, I am also comforted
Somethings last for a season and the time has come for change
No one to blame, this is how things have to be
Freed from the baggage with no more pain
I have survived the divorce of my family
R.I.P., Till we meet again....
On the site where our last memories lie
Never did I imagine this would happen
To close this painful chapter, I examine the casket
I feel that my identity is altered, my future changed
All alone is how I feel
Flashbacks come to mind as I stand in reflection
The trips we had, the times we shared
The laughst and our own secret language
The picutre of perfection, the standard for all others
We were a perfect fit to a puzzle that was complete
I smile as I think about how things used to be
Though I hurt, I am also comforted
Somethings last for a season and the time has come for change
No one to blame, this is how things have to be
Freed from the baggage with no more pain
I have survived the divorce of my family
R.I.P., Till we meet again....
I Have Been Working
I have been working on a project 30 poems in 30 days. I have been writing everyday and I am happy with the work that has been done. I will be posting them starting June 1, I'm trying to edit them now. Oh and I have a new painting finished I like the way it turned out. Check it out. Till then
Creativity is my guide.......
It's been a long time
I have been missing from the blog forever it seems. I haven't been writing as often but will be getting back into the writing mode. I'm excited about writing again because I feel like I have several topics to write about. I have gotten a new inspiration from the HBO show Brave New Voices. I will probably be posting some video of it soon. Till then I'm in my thoughts and letting them lead the way.
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Drive-Thru Religion
Sunday morning, time for church
Walk to the living room and sit on the couch
Turn on the TV and tune into service
Wave the personal prayer cloth as you worship
Get out the signed copy of "Purpose Driven Life"
Maybe one of the many other religious books you have
Listen to sermons on CD in the car
Anything that does not require church attendence
Because that would occupy too much time
This enables you to sample various things
Can I get that blessing super-sized?
Spending your money on religious souveniers
Riding around with your BLESSED personalized tag
What is more important?
Your perceived righteousness to others
Or your personal relationship with God
People can believe in God and not be in the body of Christ
Be a servant to God, not a consumer of God
Pull to the next window.....
Walk to the living room and sit on the couch
Turn on the TV and tune into service
Wave the personal prayer cloth as you worship
Get out the signed copy of "Purpose Driven Life"
Maybe one of the many other religious books you have
Listen to sermons on CD in the car
Anything that does not require church attendence
Because that would occupy too much time
This enables you to sample various things
Can I get that blessing super-sized?
Spending your money on religious souveniers
Riding around with your BLESSED personalized tag
What is more important?
Your perceived righteousness to others
Or your personal relationship with God
People can believe in God and not be in the body of Christ
Be a servant to God, not a consumer of God
Pull to the next window.....
Searching for self
Everyone has a point in life
Which a decision was made
A fork in the road
That changed your direction
Made you second guess yourself
Making you feel different than you were
Not knowing if you could be that person again
Believing in this false you
Your heart knows the difference but the mind cannot remember
Fooling you into believing that this is how things have to be
If you stop and look back
You are still there at the fork in the road
Awaiting to be joined with you again
There is no need to look for yourself
Just realize that you never left
Which a decision was made
A fork in the road
That changed your direction
Made you second guess yourself
Making you feel different than you were
Not knowing if you could be that person again
Believing in this false you
Your heart knows the difference but the mind cannot remember
Fooling you into believing that this is how things have to be
If you stop and look back
You are still there at the fork in the road
Awaiting to be joined with you again
There is no need to look for yourself
Just realize that you never left
January 20, 2009
I know that I'm a day late posting but I have to comment on the implications of this moment. THIS IS IT. All the days that we have complain when are things going to change. Now that day is here. Are you happy now??? You should be because I am. To think that everyone enjoyed the moment as much as some is wishful thinking. There will always be detractors to anything that is good. However, whether they want to admit it or not our country will be better because of this day. This day means that I can no longer settle for being average or just blending in with the rest. This day encourages me to do more and dream bigger than I have before. I was glad that my grandparents were able to witness this event. It means more to them than I could ever imagine. The day is not just historic for black people but for all of us. Yes all of us. We are supposed to "love thy neighbor", but we tend to believe that attempting to love everyone will just suffice. We can only be as great as our reflection and we I look at America's reflection I see someone who looks just like me......
The pursuit of hope
I had no heroes
No standard to live up to
No one to show the way
An alternative path to my journey
Although I had a light, darkness consumed it
Wandering lost with no direction
I discounted the future because I could not see it
Chance was my destiny
All the leaders looked different than me
Until now....
I now have an example
New options I see
So when people ask me, what I want to be
I say president
"Yes I Can", "Yes I Can"
No standard to live up to
No one to show the way
An alternative path to my journey
Although I had a light, darkness consumed it
Wandering lost with no direction
I discounted the future because I could not see it
Chance was my destiny
All the leaders looked different than me
Until now....
I now have an example
New options I see
So when people ask me, what I want to be
I say president
"Yes I Can", "Yes I Can"
This Moment
A flash, a scene frozen in time
Captured on film, encapsuled in an image
Periods of time in which changes history
Which ushers in a new era
The sight of King at the podium
Declaring his vision for the future
Entitled "I Have A Dream"
Proclaiming to a nation
A day foreseen, what we will be
He could not join us today
To see his dream fulfilled
Giving us hope for this day
When dreams become real
Even though many of us did not witness that day
It is because of it we are free today
Another man will take the podium today
Not speaking about a dream but a new reality
Changing a nation's perspective and view
Dr. King spoke for us to those who sought to control us
Obama speaks to us encouraging us to be better
"Yes We Can" is not just a slogan
More like a mantra
An ideal to live by
This moment is about our choice
Our declaration, a new plan
To not just be citizens, but agents of our own change
A renewed spirit for one common purpose
As our president raises his right hand and receives his oath
Our mind takes a mental snapshot
To cherish this moment in time
So when our children view this picture
It will not just be a monumental image
But one that gets better with time
Captured on film, encapsuled in an image
Periods of time in which changes history
Which ushers in a new era
The sight of King at the podium
Declaring his vision for the future
Entitled "I Have A Dream"
Proclaiming to a nation
A day foreseen, what we will be
He could not join us today
To see his dream fulfilled
Giving us hope for this day
When dreams become real
Even though many of us did not witness that day
It is because of it we are free today
Another man will take the podium today
Not speaking about a dream but a new reality
Changing a nation's perspective and view
Dr. King spoke for us to those who sought to control us
Obama speaks to us encouraging us to be better
"Yes We Can" is not just a slogan
More like a mantra
An ideal to live by
This moment is about our choice
Our declaration, a new plan
To not just be citizens, but agents of our own change
A renewed spirit for one common purpose
As our president raises his right hand and receives his oath
Our mind takes a mental snapshot
To cherish this moment in time
So when our children view this picture
It will not just be a monumental image
But one that gets better with time
My Prayer
As I kneel to begin my fervent prayer
Closing my eyes knowing You will be there
My prayer is first for those around me
Friends, family, and my significant other
Many focus their prayers on themselves
Not realizing those around them could be their blessing
That new job, new option, or new insight in their lives
I acknowledge my faults and ask for forgiveness
Pleading for grace because without you I am nothing
I can only be thankful for each day
No matter how far I try to stray
You always seem to fix my situations
All I have to do is pray
So I hope that when I kneel
Others kneel as well
That others find time for you
This is my prayer
Amen.
Closing my eyes knowing You will be there
My prayer is first for those around me
Friends, family, and my significant other
Many focus their prayers on themselves
Not realizing those around them could be their blessing
That new job, new option, or new insight in their lives
I acknowledge my faults and ask for forgiveness
Pleading for grace because without you I am nothing
I can only be thankful for each day
No matter how far I try to stray
You always seem to fix my situations
All I have to do is pray
So I hope that when I kneel
Others kneel as well
That others find time for you
This is my prayer
Amen.
Assisted Vision
Closed sight sees unfulfilled dreams
Insightful eyes see limitless possibilities
Casual effort transforms dreams into nightmares
Haunting reminders of dreams deferred
Mirages in the desert of life
Fading into clouds of dust
Gone in an instant
Aprehensive eyes stare into adversity with defeat
Never seeing the light at the end of the tunnel
Although foreseeing the future
The present diminishes drive
Self doubt changes 20/20 into legal blindness
Legal because its self inflicted
Insightful eyes see limitless possibilities
Casual effort transforms dreams into nightmares
Haunting reminders of dreams deferred
Mirages in the desert of life
Fading into clouds of dust
Gone in an instant
Aprehensive eyes stare into adversity with defeat
Never seeing the light at the end of the tunnel
Although foreseeing the future
The present diminishes drive
Self doubt changes 20/20 into legal blindness
Legal because its self inflicted
This is a canvas that I did using paint pens. It has a lot of detail work.
This is a close up of the design work.
This is a drawing using Pigma Micron drawing pens. See if you can figure out the picture.
I will be posting more artwork soon.
Immersed
Falling
Aimlessly
Underneath I go
Deeper I explore
In equilibrium up and down blur
Completely submerged into you
Blistful surrender
No need to ascend for air
You become my oxygen
I breathe you
Every breath a new high
Totally consumed by love
Aimlessly
Underneath I go
Deeper I explore
In equilibrium up and down blur
Completely submerged into you
Blistful surrender
No need to ascend for air
You become my oxygen
I breathe you
Every breath a new high
Totally consumed by love
Family Tree
Roots that grip the ground like hands
This foundation gives us support
The breadth of your trunk exposes your wisdom
From this source many branches reaching to the sky
Knowing that our possibilities are limitless
Although our leaves may fall, your nutrients never cease
To continue our growth
Branches extend in various directions
Still sharing common roots
It is sometimes difficult to look to the past
To learn the origins of this natural lineage
Without knowledge is drought
Without understanding branches fall
Without guidance we die
So as your branches we promise never to forget our roots
To discount or taint your legacy
Continuing to grow our family tree
This foundation gives us support
The breadth of your trunk exposes your wisdom
From this source many branches reaching to the sky
Knowing that our possibilities are limitless
Although our leaves may fall, your nutrients never cease
To continue our growth
Branches extend in various directions
Still sharing common roots
It is sometimes difficult to look to the past
To learn the origins of this natural lineage
Without knowledge is drought
Without understanding branches fall
Without guidance we die
So as your branches we promise never to forget our roots
To discount or taint your legacy
Continuing to grow our family tree
Star Gazing
A gaze into the vast nothingness of space
The uninspired randomness of black and white
The daily repetition of sights
Searching for my special star
While surveying the nightly monotony
A peculiar light illuminates the otherwise uneventful void
An unusual hue of warmth penetrates my eyes and psyche
This feeling is one-of-a-kind
My eyes may witness this impending supernova
But my heart feels completeness
The energy emitted from its core obliterates its surroundings
A panoramic view of a truly once in a lifetime event
Even black holes are powerless against its will
Suddenly the sky is dominated by streaks of brilliant white light
Stretching as far as the eye can see
Only an event as grandiose as this
Could illustrate the love that we share
For years I wondered through worthless relationships
Waiting for the day my star would come
All others dim in the presence of your illumintation
It was as if I was directed to you
You were predestined to be my destiny
But loving only the external was not enough
I must love your total being, and not half heartedly
The only way that this was possible
Was to totally deconstruct you, to learn every aspect and detail of your being
Only through destruction can complete understanding occur
The uninspired randomness of black and white
The daily repetition of sights
Searching for my special star
While surveying the nightly monotony
A peculiar light illuminates the otherwise uneventful void
An unusual hue of warmth penetrates my eyes and psyche
This feeling is one-of-a-kind
My eyes may witness this impending supernova
But my heart feels completeness
The energy emitted from its core obliterates its surroundings
A panoramic view of a truly once in a lifetime event
Even black holes are powerless against its will
Suddenly the sky is dominated by streaks of brilliant white light
Stretching as far as the eye can see
Only an event as grandiose as this
Could illustrate the love that we share
For years I wondered through worthless relationships
Waiting for the day my star would come
All others dim in the presence of your illumintation
It was as if I was directed to you
You were predestined to be my destiny
But loving only the external was not enough
I must love your total being, and not half heartedly
The only way that this was possible
Was to totally deconstruct you, to learn every aspect and detail of your being
Only through destruction can complete understanding occur
The Seasons of Love
The frozen calm of winter fossilizes our seed
The adolescent stages of our love
The passion rich soil giving us the sustenance we need
Oblivious to the events happening above
Soon we attempt to anchor our relationship
Through trust our roots embrace the earth
Into permanent freeze we may slip
If we fail to nurture our love's birth
The sun emerges from the cloudless sky
Awaking us from our winter slumber
We view the world through a bird's eye
Witnessing other flowers too countless to number
The melodies of spring appear to sing our song
Encapsulating our unbreakable bond
Time is our guide, progressing us along
The depth of our love growing fond
The relentless summer heat brings the potential of drought
Without preparations our love dies
There can be no wavering or doubt
Hidden in our roots is where our strength lies
Through the many obstacles we have faced
None was too great to deter us
Firmly in the ground our roots have been placed
Stronger than the sign of plus
Although the seasons will change and storms may arise
A flower will always survive if given the conditions to bloom
The adolescent stages of our love
The passion rich soil giving us the sustenance we need
Oblivious to the events happening above
Soon we attempt to anchor our relationship
Through trust our roots embrace the earth
Into permanent freeze we may slip
If we fail to nurture our love's birth
The sun emerges from the cloudless sky
Awaking us from our winter slumber
We view the world through a bird's eye
Witnessing other flowers too countless to number
The melodies of spring appear to sing our song
Encapsulating our unbreakable bond
Time is our guide, progressing us along
The depth of our love growing fond
The relentless summer heat brings the potential of drought
Without preparations our love dies
There can be no wavering or doubt
Hidden in our roots is where our strength lies
Through the many obstacles we have faced
None was too great to deter us
Firmly in the ground our roots have been placed
Stronger than the sign of plus
Although the seasons will change and storms may arise
A flower will always survive if given the conditions to bloom
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