Thursday, August 28, 2014

A SUN AS IT SHINES

The search of your soul to mine, the sun as it shines

          The sun as it shines outside is like thinking of you it makes me cry

          life Without you makes me feel some days like I’m dying inside

           So mamma I know you need answers but most times I can’t tell you why

            I must go on the best I can and mom I owe you my world, so I must try

            I’m trying to become the best son I can some things I do you wouldn't

         Understand so it Defines who I am as a man, there’s lines I cross I shouldn't

        search goes on for answers about life’s Destiny using tools like our dignity as guide

            Among st
us still Posses the proud features where it makes us all an old soul teacher

     as my father’s teachings taught me a life means nothing without the soul of our dignity

             Becoming the best person you can be is not possible without your dignity

                                             

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

A POET DRIPS

A POET DRIPPING THEIR SOUL OFF THE SUN

TIL EVERY POET FADES AWAY ONE BY ONE

BLENDING A POEM IS AN ENDLESS EXTENSION

THE POET THEN THRUSTS INTO DIVINE INTERVENTION

SO YOU SLIT YOUR WRIST, NO RESPONSE, NOT A DRIP

 YOU’RE AN ICY ICICLE SLOWLY DRIFTING AWAY, INTO THE COLD

FADING INTO A STRAIGHT LINE AS THE POEM BEGINS TO UNFOLD

RHYMING VERSE TO VERSE, EVERY NOW AND THEN MAKING THE CURVE

  POETRY BUILDS BOUNDARIES FOR THE FOUNDATION OF YOU’RE POEM

POETRY TELLS A STORY WHAT STORY ARE YOU TRYING TO TELL

YOU’RE ALL ALONE WRITING POETRY STRANDED IN A ROW BOAT

IN THE THICK OF YOUR ART, YOU BECOME AN MAGICAL POET

AND WHEN THAT SPECIAL POEM COMES ALONG YOU FEEL IT, YOU KNOW IT

BUT 90% OF THE TIME YOUR UP ALL NIGHT WRITING IN THE GRIND

THINKING YOU HAVE POEM, YOU LOOK DOWN SAME WORDS YOU WROTE A

 THOUSAND TIMES

TRYING TI FIND THAT ONE COMBINATION OF WORDS THAT WILL RHYME AND SHINE

TO GET RESPECT OF YOUR POETRY PEERS, IS SOMETHING A POET HOLDS DEAR


USED TO THE PAIN

POEM........... USED TO THE PAIN
It only hurts when I breathe am I getting over you, are you getting over me

You were with me way before him, someday you will be with me again

For every now and then it was over way before it began

The only time I miss you is everyday you’re not with me

Am I over you or am I just getting used to the pain

Every day I head into work trying not to think of you again

Things are getting better until I pass the places that we used to go

I drink to get drunk because without you I can’t get out of bed

I’m like a lonesome stranger cause of all the rumors you spread

When I thought I was over you and then I seen you with him

I said I’m happy you’re with him, giving the chance I’d lie again

It seems the only time we don’t fight is in my dreams when you’re not with him

So your happily in love with him, I’ll see you in my dreams again

I only want to feel your happiness, I guess it’s the end for us

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

SOUL TO SOUL

                                 Soul to soul, in the end we both hit the floor

                                 I see you cradle then I see you fall

                                 I call out for you for but you don’t answer

                                No answer at all, so I fall to my knees in disappear

                                  I just want you to know I’m there, I just hold you tight

                               As I looked to wear you laid, lays a silver shine blade

                                I pick it up across my throat, your no longer going to be alone

                               I feel your soul hold me close, it’s my heart that you stole

                                Bloods leaking out, I’m froze, cold and I can’t shout

                                 I feel my arms pulling my soul, not wanting to let go

                                 I make one last reach your hand to me, I know it’s time to go

                                    No more roads to cross together our lives on earth are lost

                                    As we float away our souls, there tagging our toes

                               

Sunday, August 24, 2014

TRUE LEGEND


                                      True lions legend, when were down we get back up again

                                      a true lions fan cuts and bleeds the maze and blue

                                     a lion is a super fan no matter win or lose nothing they won’t do

                                    Seeing megatrone reaching for the sky. Now I believe he can fly

                                  He reaching for the ball and touching the sky, megatrones a hero to you and I

                                 Lions increased the power through their draft day and trading for a free agent

                              And for all of you lions unfans who don’t believe, the jokes on you wait and see


                              Stafford throws through the black hole to the megatrone in the end zone it’s on

                             Lion legends have come and gone, but Barry Sanders number 20 stands alone

                          Watches our lions win or lose unlike a fare weather fan that picks and choose

                         The megatrone is a superhero off and on, all the kids wear eighty- one

                         Send this poem to the end is lion’s real legend Jason Hanson, last but not least

                          Chris speilman was always on television during thanksgivings NFL gameathon

                          These were all lions great who have changed the NFL’s future fait
                                    

                                     

Friday, August 22, 2014

TO DISCOVER


                                                 To discover, to search, to find ground on earth

                                                  I felt a drift of a sprinkle on a windy day

                                                 A twinkle of mist you can barely call a spray

                                                 After alls said you got nothing left to say

                                                You’re Speechless its part of you I've never seen

                                                Maybe because you've taking this as far as it will go

                                                 So you reach out for a past you remember

                                                  During the midst winter storm in December you suffer

                                                  Your only heartbreak back when times were tougher

                                                  There’s been many since none as good as your first time lover


                                                  So search your past, look into your future to see all you’ve discovered

TRADING PLACES

                                                Trading places with someone I've never seen

                                                Trading places with a fish now you’re lost in a stream

                                               Trading places with a home you lived here in your dream

                                               You traded places with a bear so soft and cuddly that always cares

                                              You’re trading places with a stone lying in a corner all alone

                                              So you trade places with life in the end, where you get to it all began

                                            You trade places with who you used to be,why can’t this place just be me
                                              
                                               
                                     
                         
                                                                                      

Thursday, August 21, 2014

FORCE

                                        A force greater than me, a force you can’t see

                                         I feel a force growing inside of me

                                        A force field is the only way to set me free

                                       An inner force now has become part of me

                                       A part that can’t be seen by the human eye

                                       A part that has more force than you and I

                                       A force far out ways the science fiction

                                      The kind of force that could lead to a nerds addiction

                                      A life like force that can’t be explained

                                     A force greater than a human brain

                                     This must be a alien force who lost there course

                                      But friend or foe, in the end this force is only a cup of Joe
                                           






AM I NUTS


                          Am I mostly nuts? Or is this all about trust?

                         I sit across from my family, it hits me I realize

                         I no longer know anything about them

                        So I stare at the sky wondering who these strangers are

                          Will they hurt me? How well do I know them is my life in danger?

                          So I slither under my bed, on the rail I hit my head so I lock my door

                         Or am I the stranger? Can they hear me? Are they infa red?

                          Have I said too much I have to give in so point to build this trust?

                          Can they crawl under the door can they hear me through the floor?

                       I can hear then squeeze through the wall

                        Am I the only one who hears the death call?

                        Or have the sounds I’m hearing my own?

                        Oh! Shit this whole time it was my phone

                         

NOBODY WINS THE BLAME GAME

                                        Nobody wins the blame game, hang an innocent man is a shame

                                        I stood in the protest for mike brown

                                        Till everyone started looting and let me down

                                       My thoughts have change about how he was shot

                                      Maybe mike browns not as innocent as I thought

                                      I can’t go against a man in fear for his life

                                     Because Al Sharpton turn this into civil rights

                                     I’m sorry but I need more evidence than the cop is white

                                     This is not a game if he’s found guilty this could be his life

                                     Don’t get me wrong if he killed mike brown in cold blood

                                     I’ll bury him myself six foot under every bullet one foot of mud

                                     But let’s not find Darin Wilson guilty because the color of his skin or race

                                     Under Neath were all the same, so make sure he did it before we lye the blame
                                     
                                     
                                          
                                         

                                          

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

HOW WE SPELL FAMILYS


                                           HOW TO SPELL FAMILY

                         F stands for Jalaynes compassion for life

                        A is the hope Brandy gives patience through the night

                       M feels Trisha’s emotional pain toward all that lives

                       I is Kevin’s zest for all that’s good has all there is to give

                       L is where Scott uses his vast wisdom to help lost relive

                       Y cause he’s our baby bro Jeffery holds my mother’s heart near


                       S  is the family future with Daughn Keegan and Katie shown life has just begun

STRANGERS SKATING

                                 Plainfield skating with strangers, another night of danger

                                 Skating in the dark the only sight is another stranger’s voice

                                   Moonlight skating is a challenge a stranger till ladies choice

                                  Speed skaters second wind fly by strangers in full thrust

                                   The fear of getting run over ends in the hands of a strangers trust

                                   While the rest of the strangers listen to another one bites the dust

                                   Hitting high score galaga hopped up on coke and pizza grease

                                  Zig sagging through skating strangers being chased by floor police

                                  strangers Thrown in the penalty box time stops when they watch the clock

                                    Buzzer sounds penalty time ends catching up with their new friends begin

                                So three hours have come to an end wishing you could skate with new friends again

                                  The gang makes plans to hang out after skating kissing in back or double dating

                                   Oh no! Here come some jokers getting shot at with beer filler super soakers

                                   To retaliate the ones without a gun, filled with water and accuracy are condoms

                                   At midnight we all meet a McDonald's, heading to the north park party at Ronald’s

                                     Cops come when things turn bad, but not worse than when they call your dad

                                     

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

JOUIRNEY

                            
                            A journey through life, make what’s wrong become right

                            Uplifting search for a place I belong

                             Lost in confusion of all that is wrong

                             My Guilt has become so thick I can no longer see

                           On this journey there’s so much to learn about me

                           Life a compass to where I've been direction brings me there again

                          My destination has become clear, now my future is become near

                         Life challenges us upon a different course feeling of passing the torch

                         Going through the stages of my life where day blends into night

                        I hope you find your journey too, when it happens you will know what to do
                         
                            

                              

Monday, August 18, 2014

ROAD TRIP

Road trip filled with a packed car

 Many miles to, never know where we are

 Going on the road in search of my path

Traveling from one state to another

 My destinations path I can now see the importance

Of where the destination ends and how to get there

Waterfalls gushing through the Tennessee Mountain
s
The colors turning to rainbows skittles falling like an avalanche

Everyone flying by me in Atlanta, like they just committed a crime

 When I finally get through Georgia it will be Mylanta time

 I get a second wind an inter twine crossing the mason dixen line

On toward the west of Florida I feel the air increasing in my chest

Entering the Anna-Maria Island watching cruise ships out yonder

Met many people had much fun, must get back home I’m not getting anything done
            
        
          
           

           

               

Friday, August 15, 2014

OBAMA CARE

        Obama care I see it around everywhere

        Is it arrogance or does he really care

       The middle class pays it to the millionaire

       they didn't think about that when they built Obama care

       Obama gambled our futures without counting the cost

       What about the economy and the jobs that are lost

       Speaking of cost how about all of our falling soldiers

      Without them protecting us our lives would be colder

      They put their lives on the line for ungrateful strangers

       Who wouldn't lift a finger if we were in danger?

        So if you decide when the soldiers die

        Do you stand over the body and say goodbye son

       Were you the one who force him to use a gun

      Obama I’m not a hater I voted for you

      I’m heartbroken in the job you do

    So I’m asking as a supporter please step aside

   Before another family is homeless or soldier has to die

  They say poetry and politics don’t mix

 But I wouldn't have to if politicians would stop playing dirty tricks



Tuesday, August 12, 2014

GOOD FATHER ?

 Good father? Or the real kind?

You would be surprised real kind is hard to find  

 Does a good father leave his child in the car?

  While this good father is laughing it up in the bar

Don’t you get it good father your child’s not a dog?

Good father did you leave the window crack?

Did you leave a bowl of warm water, in back on the floor?

Good father do you help your child with their home work?

Or good father are you emotionally abusing their mother?

Hey good father you think they don’t see how you treat your wife?

Well good father your children will be damaged with those words for life

Good father are you supporting your family and paying the bills?

Or does a good father really rather spend their check on pills?

Does a good father flirt and cheat on their mother?

Or will a good father pimp out his wife your neighbor’s brother?

When it’s over good father do you say you have rights?

Good father every time your kids need you you’re out of sight?

Well good father I’ll give you one thing, you make a real father shine


So who is your father the good one or do you have the real kind?

Monday, August 11, 2014

MY DEATH

I’M WATCHING YOU AS YOU’RE MURDERING ME

YOUR SMOLDERING FORCE OF ADIQUIT TECHNIQUE

DEATH HAS FOUND ME COUNTING THE SECONDS

WATCHING MY SURROUNDINGS IN AN UNFAMILIAR HOME

I SEE EVERY DROP OF BLOOD DRIP INTO THE WOODED MUD

AS I CAN HEAR MY MOTHER CALL ME CLEAR AS DAY

IN EACH SECOND AS DEATH IS MOVING NEAR THE WAY

DID YOU HAVE TO KILL ME, HOW ARE YOU GOING TO GET AWAY

HAVE YOU THOUGHT ABOUT ME COMING BACK FOR YOU SOMEDAY

WHAT IF YOU SUFFERED A DEATH OF A THOUSAND GHOSTS?

YOU COULDN'T RUN FROM US, WE WILL FIND YOU COAST TO COAST

WATCHING YOUR SOUL ROAST


THEN AGAIN I WILL HAVE TO FORGIVE YOU THROUGH LIFES TOAST

STALKING YOU

STALKING  YOU IS WHAT I DO

MY LOVE FOR YOU IS WHAT I HAVE TO PROVE

I CAUGHT YOU WITHIN THE SIGHT OF MY EYE

 WINKING IN SHORT HAND IS A SIGN OF GOODBYE

EVEN WITHOUT A BLINK I  BECOME THE REASON WHY

 PASSION OF WARMTH PASSES THROUGH THE NIGHT

 SO HOW CAN STALKING YOU BE WRONG

 I KNOW BECOMING PART OF YOU FEELS SO RIGHT

I WALK BY YOUR HOUSE, WATCHING YOU THROUGH THE LIGHT

YOU SHINE IN MY HEART I SEE YOU IN THE NIGHT, YOU BRISK ALL THAT I’M DIM

 I SAY THAT FOR YOUR BRIGHT EYES FOR ALL I KNOW YOU MAY BE RIGHT

 YOUR SO BRIGHT I WEAR SUN GLASSES, SO YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND

NOW WHO HAVE I BECOME  GETTING A RESTRAINING ORDER FOR I AM ONE

SO I CHANGE MY LOOK, I’M NOW HAVE BECOME BALD, I WILL BE LIKE A WALL

EVERY NIGHT I WATCHED UPON YOU THROUGH  A PICTURE IN YOUR WINDOW 

 I HANG UP, WHEN YOU ANSWER I NO LONGER KNOW WHAT TO SAY

ALLS I KNOW IS THAT NOW I MUST  STAY AWAY, BUT FOR YOU I CAN’T RESIST

DREAMING EVERY NIGHT OF WHEN WE HAVE  OUR FIRST KISS

 I TATTOO YOUR NAME ACROSS MY ARM, THE INK ACROSS IS FEELING WARM

IN RETURN IS PUT ME ON THE PREDITOR LIST, I JUST WANT YOU TO SEE

HOW MUCH HAPPIER YOU’D BE IF YOU BECOME ONE WITH ME

THIS IS AS CLOSE IS I’LL GET TO LOVING YOU

TIME TO GIVE UP, OUR TIME IS THROUGH, I MEAN

IF YOU WONT STALK ME THEN WHY SHOULD I STALK YOU

DAY DREEMER

DAY DREEMER HAS BECOME A FULL TIME JOB

WHERE EVER I AM DAY DREAMING IS WHAT I DO

I SPEND ALL MY TIME DAY DREAMING ABOUT YOU

I SEE YOUR FACE WHEN EVER I CLOSE MY EYES

IN MY DAY DREEMING YOU NEVER SAY GOODBYE

AS SOON AS I OPEN MY EYES IT’S NOT YOU IN FRONT OF ME

 BUT UNDERSTAND IT’S NOT WHO I SEE, IT’S WHAT I SEE

AS LONG AS I’M DAY DREEMING ABOUT YOU I’LL NEVER BE FREE

EVEN WHEN I CLEAR MY HEAD AND CLOSE MY MIND

SEEING YOUR FACE IS ALLS I’LL EVER FIND

DAY DREEMING IS SO STRONG IT CONTROLS YOUR MIND

EVERYTHING ELSE BECOMES BLIND

AS I’M DAY DREEMING I SEE A TREE, IT’S NOT ME IT’S YOU

THE TREE IS SMILING WITH A SCENT OF HONEY DEW

WERE IN A PLACE I'VE NEVER SEEN BEFORE

THE THING ABOUT DAY DREEMING IS YOU NEVER TOUCH THE FLOOR

DAY DREEMING IS A FANTASY WORLD WITH MAGICAL COLORS

DAY DREEMING ISN'T ALWAYS ABOUT YOU, COULD BE A MANS TOY

OR FOR SOME IT COULD BE ANOTHER BOY, IT’S NOT ALWAYS ABOUT YOU

SO THINK IT THROUGH WHAT KIND OF DAY DREEMING DO YOU LIKE TO DO

SO I KNOW I’M A DAY DREEMER ARE YOU A DAY DREEMER TOO



DIGNITY OF A FALLING MAN

DIGNITY OF A FALLING MAN
Seen the man from a distant

 Not knowing where he’s living

He’s a conman you see, he’ll rob you and me

All the shit he wanted me to believe

Every cent he scammed went up his arm

So he set his sights, getting high tonight

It sure is a sham, if you’re getting scammed

So now he’s on the prowl, hold your wallets now

He’s good at what he does, he’s full of charm

He’s like hitting snooze on your alarm

He keeps coming back, he’s like a sneak attack

Never see him coming, he has his night all plan

When he’s high as a kite, each and every night

He can barely stand
,
Visualize the image of when he was a man

He’s a backroom must, someone you just can’t trust

So when you see him coming, look the other way

Another man’s dignity wasted and faded away

Because our dignity, is in every word we say

Our word is who we are, it’s how we stand up and say

so keep your dignity before you  to fade away

WHO AM I

                      WHO AM I
I’M A CRITTER THAT CHEWS RIGHT THROUGH

I’M A GIFT THAT KIDS GET BRAND NEW

I’M AN ACTIVITY THAT YOU LIKE TO DO

I’M A PLACE THAT YOU WALK THROUGH

I’M IN A PARK THAT PEOPLE LIKE TO RIDE

I FALL DOWN YOUR FACE WHENEVER YOU CRY

I’M ON YOUR FACE BELOW YOUR EYE

I’M A HOME FOR PEOPLE WHO HAVE DIED

I’M ON YOUR ARM AND I WAVE GOODBYE

I’M SOMETHING NEW THAT YOU LIKE TO TRY

I’M A MACHINE THAT LIKES TO CLEAN CLOTHES

I’M A PLACE YOU GO TO WATCH SHOWS

I’M WHERE YOU PUT TOOLS

I’M SOMETHING THAT YOU SMOKE

I’M THE BEST PART OF THE JOKE

I’M A THING THAT GETS YOU TO WHERE YOU NEED TO GO

I’M A PLACE WHERE YOU LIVE

I’M WHERE YOU PUT DISHES

I’M ON YOUR FACE THAT GETS KISSES

WHO AM I, I’M JUST A GUY


Sunday, August 10, 2014

THE BEATDOWN

YOU BEAT YOUR WIFE AND MOLEST YOUR CHILD

AFTER ALL THAT WHY AREN'T YOU ON TRIAL

 SO YOU SPUTTER AND SAY HOW NO ONE UNDERSTANDS

AS FAR AS I’M CONCERNED YOU’RE THE FURTHEST THING FROM A MAN

YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL BECAUSE YOU GOT YOUR FAMILY SCARED

 YOU SEND THEM FLOWERS TELLING THEM HOW MUCH YOU CARE

SO THEY BELIEVE YOU WHEN YOU SAY THIS IS THE LAST TIME

BUT I WONDER WHOSE BADLY BEATEN BODY WERE GONNA FIND

IF YOU’RE LUCKY YOUR NEXT BEATING WILL ONLY PUT THEM IN ER

WHATS IT GOING TO TAKE BEFORE YOU TAKE THIS TO FAR



Saturday, August 9, 2014

WHO YOU ARE

WHO YOU ARE, IS WHAT YOU DO

EVERYTHING YOU TRY IS SOMETHING NEW

CAN YOU FEEL WHEN YOU’RE NUMB

DO YOU KNOW WHEN YOU’RE DUMB

CAN SOME MISTAKES BE UNDONE

DO YOU SMILE WHEN YOU’RE HAVING FUN

CAN YOU ADMIT WHEN YOU'RE WRONG

DO YOU THINK OF ME WHEN YOU HERE OUR SONG

WHEN YOU RE FEELING SAD DO YOU CRY

WHEN YOU LEAVE DO YOU SAY GOODBYE

HOW DO YOU ACT WHEN YOU RE HAPPY

ARE YOU WILD WHEN YOU RE FEELING SASSY

DO YOU GET MEAN WHEN YOU RE MAD

ARE YOU GIGGLY WHEN YOU RE GLAD

DO YOU REGRET THINGS YOU'VE DONE BEFORE

ARE THESE THINGS YOU WILL NEVER DO ANYMORE

COULD YOU PICTURE YOUR LIFE WITHOUT ME

IF SO THEN YOU SHOULD SET ME FREE







A POET

A POETS WRITING IS THEIR LIFE

WHEN YOU THINK IT’S DAY, IT’S REALLY NIGHT

A REAL POET TRULY COMES FROM THE HEART

A TRUE POET FEELS THE ENDING FROM THE START

NO ONE UNDERSTANDS A POEM BETTER THAN A POET

A POET BELIEVES IN THEIR POEM AND LETS EVERYONE KNOW IT

A POETS TOOL IS HIS PEN, WHERE THE INK WILL NEVER END

SOMETIMES A POET WRITES ABOUT LIFE'S FRUSTRATIONS

OTHER TIMES A POET WRITES THROUGH THE IMAGINATION

A POET WRITES WITH PASSION, HIS INK FLOWS PROUD

SOME POETS ARE LONERS, SOMETIMES FEARFUL OF CROWDS

MOST POETS CAN NOT JUST SIT DOWN AND WRITE

OTHER TIMES A POET CAN WRITE SEVERAL POEMS A NIGHT

GOOD POETS SEE POEMS OVER AND OVER IN THEIR HEADS

LIKE A SONG THAT SOMETIMES ENDS UP A DEAD END

TO BE A POET YOU MUST HAVE AN IMAGINATION

SO INTENSE IN YOUR MIND LIKE AN INTERIGATION


Friday, August 8, 2014

REASONS WHY

 My Reasons for whatever hurt we've done

Reasons why I’m not the one

Remembering all the reasons where it went wrong

Reasons why we hurt one another

 Remembering back to the reasons why were not together

Reasons why we no longer have fun

Reasons why this relationship is done

Reasons why the rain comes from the sky

Reason why it rains when you say goodbye

Reasons why we breathe our first breath

 Reasons why we die a painful death






STILL PICS FROM YOUR PAST

TAKING STILLS AND PICS FROM YOUR PAST

AS TIME GOES BY MEMORIES DON’T LAST

I KNOW WHO YOU WERE

BUT I DON’T KNOW WHO YOU ARE

DO YOU STILL LEAD WITH YOUR HEART

OR HAS LIFE TORN IT ALL APART

I HOPE THE LAST ONE TO DECEIVE YOU WAS ME

DO YOU PRAISE THE LORD DO YOU STILL BELIEVE

I NOW REGRET THE WAY I TREATED YOU

 I’M SORRY I'VE PUSHED THIS TO FAR

DID ALL YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE

I HAVE TO CLOSE MY EYES JUST TO SEE YOUR FACE

BUT EVERY TIME I DO I DON’T RECOGNIZE THE PLACE

OR COULD IT BE MY FACE IS NOT IN YOUR STILL PICS

AFTER ALL THIS TIME HAS MY MINDS BEEN PLAYING TRICKS









WRITING BLIND ONLINE

WRITING BLIND ONLINE ARE YOU  BOTH TWO OF A KIND

YOU HAVE A LOT TO SAY SO YOU WRITE IN YOUR BLOG

 YOU MET A GUY ONLINE WHO SAID HE WAS A PRINCE

WHICH TURNED OUT TO BE MORE LIKE A FROG

 YOU THINK YOU MET THE RIGHT ONE, WHO YOU WANTED TO DATE

 ALL OF A SUDDEN THEY PULL A SWITCH AND BAIT

THEY ALL START OUT TO BE SWEET TALKERS

END UP FOOLS CAN BARELY USE THEIR WALKERS

IT’S A MIRACLE HOW THEY AGE 30 YEARS IN A DAY

YOU CAN CATCH THEM IN THE ACT BY THE WORDS THEY SAY

PRETTY SAD WHEN CAN’T TRUST SOMEONE YOU MEET ONLINE

SO SETUP A TIME TO MEET AT A CROWDED PLACE

HAVE A FRIEND SHOW UP TO COMPARE YOUR FACE

WHEN YOU MEET SOMEONE ONLINE YOU’RE ON A BLIND DATE

THIS PERSON WHO YOU NEVER MET HOLDS YOUR FAIT

EVERY TIME YOU’RE ONLINE TALKING TO A STRANGER

YOU COULD BE PUTTING YOURSELF IN GRAVE DANGER


KNIFES IN MY BACK

you knife my back,and lie to my face

I searched for you're soul but I couldn't find a trace

 what it is what you done, what you done is what it is

 their you go behind my back again flinging another one

you must be heartless cause I can't find a soul all the lies you told

you have so much power in you're force in the knifes that you throw

they say it don't hurt it's only stick and stones,bucknife to the bone

but they seem to cut the deepest whenever you're alone

with the knifes in the back you're making times tough

I  don't get it why do you have to be so rough

all those words you sling hurt enough

one thing you'll see something I've found

friend what comes around goes around

a so called friend will stab you when you're down

so if i'm wrong and you do have a soft soul

then do the right thing and mend the holes


HER CHOICE

SHE CHOSE NEEDLES IN HER ARM INSTEAD

OF BLOOD FLOWING THROUGH HER THAT'S RED

THE TRACKS IN HER ARMS ARE KILLING HER VEINS

 THE SCARECROWS ARE EATING AWAY AT HER BRAINS

 WE LOVE HER ENOUGH FOR AN INTERVENTION

SO MANY FRIENDS CARE,TO MANY TO MENTION

IF SHE IS READY, THERE'S SO MUCH TO DISCOVER

WORKING 12 STEPS IS ONLY WAY SHE’LL RECOVER

WHEN YOU HIT LEVEL GROUND, YOU’LL TAKE INVENTORY

SO SOMEDAY SHE CAN TELL EVERYONE HER STORY


MIRACLE ON EARTH

 YOU ARE THE GREATEST MIRACLE ON EARTH

 YOUR MOM AND DAD KNEW THAT FROM BIRTH

NATURE TAUGHT YOU HOW TO BE A MOTHER

 BUT THE WAY YOU LOVE AND CARE FOR OTHERS

IS SOMETHING THAT MUST BE LEARNED

YOUR RESPECT FROM OTHERS YOU HAVE EARNED

GOD HONORS YOU THROUGH YOUR PRAISE

IN RETURN YOU LOVE EVERYONE THE SAME EVERYDAY

YOU NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON THE ONES IN NEED

YOU ARE A MIRACLE ON EARTH IN DEED


THE WAY WE WERE

THE WAY WE WERE, THE WAY WE ARE

THINGS HAVE CHANGED BUT JUST HOW FAR

THINGS YOU SAID, THINGS I DONE

 REMEMBERING HOW THIS ALL BEGUN

PAIN OF THE WORDS THAT WERE SAID

 KEEPS RUNNING THROUGH MY HEAD

THE WAY YOU PUR LIKE A KITTEN

TO THE WAY YOUR POEMS ARE WRITTEN

I MISS YOU MORE AND MORE EVERYDAY

I WANT BACK TO YOU, BUT I’VE LOST MY WAY

I SEE YOUR FACE IN EVERYTHING I DO

BRINGS ME BACK TO HOW MUCH I MISS YOU

DO YOU EVER WONDER WHERE I AM

HOW I FEEL, OR ARE WE DEAD AND GONE

HAS YOUR FEELINGS FOR ANOTHER BEGUN

LET ME KNOW, DON’T LEAD ME ON

BE HONEST IF I’M NO LONGER THE ONE






Tuesday, August 5, 2014

POORLY HAPPY

I’M A SUCCESSFUL PERSON

FROM A IMPORTANT PLACE

 EVERY TIME I LOOK INTO THE MIRROR

I CAN NO LONGER RECOGNIZE THIS FACE

THE COST OF NO RETURN TO

ALL THE PEOPLE I HAD TO BURN

LOOKING BACK NOW I’M NOT HAPPY

MORE OF A FEELING OF EMPTINESS AND SAD

ALL THE PEOPLE I'VE WALKED ON

MIGHT CALL THIS KARMA

 SUCCESS AND EMPTINESS GO TOGETHER

LIKE GREG AND DARMA

SO I’M HAPPY BECAUSE I DON’T HAVE A LOT

BUT AT LEAST MY KIDS ARE FED

AND A COT, FRIEND THAT MEANS A LOT

REMEMBER WHEN THIS ROAD COMES TO AN END

RICH OR POOR WE ARE ALL EQUAL AGAIN


Monday, August 4, 2014

ONLY WAY TO YOUR FUTURE IS THROUGH YOUR PAST

I LOOK OUT UPON THE LAKE,

 PONDERING MY REGRETS THAT TURNED TO MISTAKES

THINGS I'VE DONE HAUNT ME EVERYDAY,

 IT’S A PART OF ME I CAN NEVER ESCAPE

KEEPS ME FROM MY DIGNITY OF A MAN,

 MY REGRETS YOU WOULD NEVER UNDERSTAND

UNTIL I CAN GET PAST THIS PART OF MY LIFE BEHIND ME

 I CAN NEVER BE TOTALLY FREE

THE THINGS I'VE DONE THE ONES I HURT,

 BRINGING BACK THE FEELINGS, BRINGING BACK THE DIRT

ONLY WAY BACK IS THROUGH THE MENDING OF TWELVE STEPS

IF NOT THEN MY LIFE WILL BE DIGGING DEEPER DEPTHS

CAUSE THE ONLY WAY TO YOUR FUTURE IS THROUGH YOUR PAST

NOW YOU'VE CONFRONTED THE PAIN, NOW YOU’RE FREE AT LAST



Sunday, August 3, 2014

FLUFFY AND SCRAPPY

 FLUFFY ROLLED AROUND PLAYING WITH HIS TOYS

PURRING OUT LOUD, LIVING THE LIFE THAT HE EMPLOYS

WHILE IN THE MEANTIME SCRAPPY'S GAMES IS STARTING TO GET FLUFFY ANNOYED 

AS A KITTEN FLUFFY LAYS UPON MY SHOULDER FOR HOURS

UNTIL HE SPOTS SCRAPPY THE MOUSE CREEPING AROUND THE CORNER

HE CRAWLS INTO POSITION, WITH A CURIOUS LOOK OF INDECISION

 A BLINK OF THE EYE, SCRAPPY WAS GONE WITH HER NIGHTLY  GOODBYE

FLUFFY SHAKES HIS HEAD WITH CONFUSION HOW DID SCRAPPY CROSS THE DOOR

 TIRED OF SCRAPPY GETTING THE BEST OF HIM THIS TIME SCRAPPY WONT MAKE IT TO THE DOOR

 ONCE AGAIN  AS THE MORNING RISES AND FLUFFY SNORING ALL NIGHT AND

 SCRAPPY CROSSING BACK AND FORTH ACROSS FLOOR

 COULD YOU IMAGINE FLUFFY NOW PISSED OFF,AND SCRAPPY LAUGHING FLUFFY

 REACHES INTO THE DOOR WITH HIS LEFT PAW

MAYBE IF FLUFFY WAS A LITTLE OLDER HE COULD,DO SOME TOM & JERRY

ROUTINE  RIPPING THE DOOR OUT THROUGH THE WALL

IT'S A DREAM FLUFFY HAD  THAT'S ALL

BUT THE TRUTH OF IT TO FLUFFY  SCRAPPY'S NOTHING MORE THAN A FURRY BALL

CAN YOU BELIEVE,IT SCRAPPY SNUCK BY FLUFFY AGAIN WITHOUT FLUFFY EVEN SEEING SCRAPPY

 NOW ALL IN FUN SCRAPPY TEASES FLUFFY AND IT DRIVES THAT FUR BALL CRAZY

 CRAZY, EVERY TIME FLUFFY CATCH'S  SCRAPPY HE PUTS HIM BACK SAFELY

CAUSE TO FLUFFY SCRAPPY IS NOTHING MORE THAN A TOY, LITTLE FURY BALL OF JOY

FLUFFY AND SCRAPPY ARE MORE THAN FRIENDS IF I DIDN'T KNOW BETTER I'D CALL

 THEM TWINS FIGHTING WHEN THERE ANNOYED EVERY NOW AND THEN BUT

 MOSTLY, CHASING EACH OTHER THROUGH THE HOUSE OVER AN OVER AGAIN



Friday, August 1, 2014

HER DIAMOND TURN TO TEARS

She’s calling out for you, but your nowhere around

She’s shaking and her pulse is falling, she can't speak her throat is swollen

She believes she can see you from a distant, one things for sure shes precipitant 

Because if that is you with her friend, you’ve been telling her lies

She start to cry, remembering every time he told a lie

It’s not even I love you anymore, it’s just back at you goodbye

He brings her home another diamond, she pauses, then she begins to cry
,
Now knowing why, her diamonds turn to tears
,
Every time she tells him to leave, he lies again, she can’t win

Her diamonds turn to tears, her suspicions turn to fear, he no longer cares

She’s at the point, where she’s had enough, time with him has been rough

She throws each diamond back at him, each one had a face of him cheating again

Things that happened then, won’t happen anymore, as each diamond hit the floor


Her diamonds turned to tears, her diamonds haven’t fallen in years