Alone, one flower,
no matter its power,
isn't as powerful as a field.
But a field that only one kind of flower yield
isn't as beautiful as a pallet.
With it, you are struck with the power of a mallet.
You see for yourself the beauty of it all.
Because alone you will fall.
But with a cornucopia of friends
the possibility never ends.
The possibility to make the world a better place
to set down and secure a base
for which it will all be built
a foundation without guilt,
without anger, without hate.
a foundation that will help us appreciate
what we have on this little marble out in space.
So, do you part to make it a better place.
Join hands and sing,
with love conquering.
Because this world is all we have to show
what all it is that we know.
Fighting the Elements
As I walk past the same tree
I realize this is where I should not be.
I walk a little further into the wood
Being careful not to look back at where I stood.
For if I did I don't know what would be there
and the ends would stand my hair.
I run into the dark and deep
Listening for what would creep.
What would sneak up on you.
It is all fact and true
that what you do when your alone,
completely lost without a phone,
it is easy to scare
when you think you see something stare.
When the snow starts to fall
you can't help but stop and curl into a ball
to keep yourself warm and survive
when the elements don't want to keep you alive.
I've seen into the eyes of death
and smelled his terrible breath.
I've seen what he can do,
and that is why I warn you.
Warn you to prepare,
pack you underwear.
Bring your flashlight
be ready to fight.
Fight against the elements and win
or else you are fin.
Look into the eyes of death and laugh
and embrace the new born calf
the calf of survival to laugh in the face of danger
with no need for a forest ranger.
You are on your own...
I realize this is where I should not be.
I walk a little further into the wood
Being careful not to look back at where I stood.
For if I did I don't know what would be there
and the ends would stand my hair.
I run into the dark and deep
Listening for what would creep.
What would sneak up on you.
It is all fact and true
that what you do when your alone,
completely lost without a phone,
it is easy to scare
when you think you see something stare.
When the snow starts to fall
you can't help but stop and curl into a ball
to keep yourself warm and survive
when the elements don't want to keep you alive.
I've seen into the eyes of death
and smelled his terrible breath.
I've seen what he can do,
and that is why I warn you.
Warn you to prepare,
pack you underwear.
Bring your flashlight
be ready to fight.
Fight against the elements and win
or else you are fin.
Look into the eyes of death and laugh
and embrace the new born calf
the calf of survival to laugh in the face of danger
with no need for a forest ranger.
You are on your own...
Taming the Beast of Knowledge
I've been kicked,
I've been tricked,
I've been stripped,
I've been nipped.
All these I have been,
but never did I do the sin.
You might say,
but you don't look that way.
The truth is there,
but not quite so fair.
I should have been plain.
So, if you'll let me explain.
I've learned all that I know
from the books I carry? No!
I've learned it all
from the ones that throw the ball.
The ones that stand and teach
rather than spend their time at the beach.
The ones who strive
the one who thrive
on the teaching of what there is to learn.
And never do they really complain on what they earn.
And what they earn is the knowing of what they show
we all learn and we all will know
so we can become great.
They are the bait
on our poles
fishing for roles
where we fit into society.
It is the propriety
in what they do that helps us feast.
To wield a sword against the beast
the beast that is knowledge.
Push him off the edge,
into the abyss that is our understanding.
Open up the plane zone for landing,
for we have just come in
to see what is right under out chin.
The knowledge that is out there
for us all to share.
I've been tricked,
I've been stripped,
I've been nipped.
All these I have been,
but never did I do the sin.
You might say,
but you don't look that way.
The truth is there,
but not quite so fair.
I should have been plain.
So, if you'll let me explain.
I've learned all that I know
from the books I carry? No!
I've learned it all
from the ones that throw the ball.
The ones that stand and teach
rather than spend their time at the beach.
The ones who strive
the one who thrive
on the teaching of what there is to learn.
And never do they really complain on what they earn.
And what they earn is the knowing of what they show
we all learn and we all will know
so we can become great.
They are the bait
on our poles
fishing for roles
where we fit into society.
It is the propriety
in what they do that helps us feast.
To wield a sword against the beast
the beast that is knowledge.
Push him off the edge,
into the abyss that is our understanding.
Open up the plane zone for landing,
for we have just come in
to see what is right under out chin.
The knowledge that is out there
for us all to share.
Lost Love
I saw her everyday,
walking down the halls.
My mind doing acrobatics,
like seals dancing on balls.
My heart aflutter with love at first sight,
I would take her out even if she put up a fight.
I would be the one for her, and her the one for me.
But there was one thing I couldn't see.
I couldn't see where she would peer.
I couldn't see for more than a year.
She didn't notice me at all,
for a little look further down the hall
you would see him.
(I think his name was Jim)
He was the one she wanted to date.
As though I came from a crate
and he from a store.
I couldn't have her anymore.
I lost her.
My friends concur.
I saw her for the real beauty within,
but she wanted the guy with the dimpled chin.
A guy who only saw her as another chance
to get into another girl's pants.
I shouldn't have, but I did anyway.
I followed them into the subway.
That is where he made his first move.
This was the start of things I could use to prove
that he didn't care.
He started to caress her hair.
They got into the car
and stood by the bar.
They both held on tight.
I held my will to fight.
They stared at each other the whole way.
I had to look away.
When they left the car
with the door ajar
I followed them out.
I tried not to pout.
They got to the house,
where I hid like a mouse.
They went in together.
Her feeling light as a feather.
I left. I cried.
I really, really tried.
But I couldn't do it.
Even though I could prove it.
The next day I went to my career
with the fear
she would come in sad and broken.
But this time I would not pay the token
to see if she was okay.
I wanted her to stay away.
She came in later that day
and "Good morning" is all she would say.
With a smile on her face,
with a steady and upbeat pace
she made it to her door.
I stood up and screamed "WHORE!"
I left quick on the spot
before I took that painful shot.
I wanted to show her what she did,
the same thing that I did as a kid.
This time the high lasted too long.
I knew something was wrong.
I ran down the street
when I felt numb in my feet.
I fell to the ground
with a loud sound.
I died that night,
I could not fight.
I lost her, the one I love.
And she lost me to the white dove.
walking down the halls.
My mind doing acrobatics,
like seals dancing on balls.
My heart aflutter with love at first sight,
I would take her out even if she put up a fight.
I would be the one for her, and her the one for me.
But there was one thing I couldn't see.
I couldn't see where she would peer.
I couldn't see for more than a year.
She didn't notice me at all,
for a little look further down the hall
you would see him.
(I think his name was Jim)
He was the one she wanted to date.
As though I came from a crate
and he from a store.
I couldn't have her anymore.
I lost her.
My friends concur.
I saw her for the real beauty within,
but she wanted the guy with the dimpled chin.
A guy who only saw her as another chance
to get into another girl's pants.
I shouldn't have, but I did anyway.
I followed them into the subway.
That is where he made his first move.
This was the start of things I could use to prove
that he didn't care.
He started to caress her hair.
They got into the car
and stood by the bar.
They both held on tight.
I held my will to fight.
They stared at each other the whole way.
I had to look away.
When they left the car
with the door ajar
I followed them out.
I tried not to pout.
They got to the house,
where I hid like a mouse.
They went in together.
Her feeling light as a feather.
I left. I cried.
I really, really tried.
But I couldn't do it.
Even though I could prove it.
The next day I went to my career
with the fear
she would come in sad and broken.
But this time I would not pay the token
to see if she was okay.
I wanted her to stay away.
She came in later that day
and "Good morning" is all she would say.
With a smile on her face,
with a steady and upbeat pace
she made it to her door.
I stood up and screamed "WHORE!"
I left quick on the spot
before I took that painful shot.
I wanted to show her what she did,
the same thing that I did as a kid.
This time the high lasted too long.
I knew something was wrong.
I ran down the street
when I felt numb in my feet.
I fell to the ground
with a loud sound.
I died that night,
I could not fight.
I lost her, the one I love.
And she lost me to the white dove.
In the Eyes of Tiredness
I try my best to stay awake
and hide my attempts to dream of lakes.
I hold my eyelids to keep them up
and drink coffee from my large cup.
I'm tired, I'm sleepy,
my eyes want to close deeply.
My vision fades
as the sound wades.
I see the haze of dreams
of cakes and creams.
I want to sleep right now
but I don't know how
with all these people staring at me
To do so would be a catastraphy,
but I don't care
I'll sleep now and tell you where
where I go
I'll let you know.
and hide my attempts to dream of lakes.
I hold my eyelids to keep them up
and drink coffee from my large cup.
I'm tired, I'm sleepy,
my eyes want to close deeply.
My vision fades
as the sound wades.
I see the haze of dreams
of cakes and creams.
I want to sleep right now
but I don't know how
with all these people staring at me
To do so would be a catastraphy,
but I don't care
I'll sleep now and tell you where
where I go
I'll let you know.
The Midnight Monsters
I wake up in the night and look and see
through the darkness that has overcome me.
I see the shapes dancing up the wall.
I hide from them as they seem to crawl.
I peek out from my sheet
and stare down towards my feet
where I see a shape most frightening of all
that did not come from the hall.
I lay still and quiet
though in my mind there is a riot
to run for my life
and grab a knife,
but I keep my nerve
because my God I serve.
I reach for the lamp
through the dark and the damp.
I grab the switch
and try not to twitch
to not wake the beast;
today he will not feast
for with a twist of the switch a mighty light
comes out to prevail in the fight
to destroy the darkness
and take hold and harness
that beast in the night
that caused me my fright
and show it for what it was
a large ball of fuzz.
The monster that plagued me so
was only my dog Bobo.
through the darkness that has overcome me.
I see the shapes dancing up the wall.
I hide from them as they seem to crawl.
I peek out from my sheet
and stare down towards my feet
where I see a shape most frightening of all
that did not come from the hall.
I lay still and quiet
though in my mind there is a riot
to run for my life
and grab a knife,
but I keep my nerve
because my God I serve.
I reach for the lamp
through the dark and the damp.
I grab the switch
and try not to twitch
to not wake the beast;
today he will not feast
for with a twist of the switch a mighty light
comes out to prevail in the fight
to destroy the darkness
and take hold and harness
that beast in the night
that caused me my fright
and show it for what it was
a large ball of fuzz.
The monster that plagued me so
was only my dog Bobo.
I'm Bored of Boredom
I sit inside this darkened room
filled with the smell of cheap perfume.
I look around and wait
wondering if there's been a change in date.
I watch the walls from the floor,
but even this is such a bore.
I can't find anything to do
but wonder if I'll get to play too.
I see the children playing outside
but the rules I didn't abide.
The boredom seeps through my brain
making me go insane.
I need to play,
I cannot stay.
There are places I'd like to be,
however, those places I cannot see.
If I can't escape this boredom soon
I'll go crazy and say I'm from the moon.
A few more hours I have to creep
until I can fall fast asleep.
filled with the smell of cheap perfume.
I look around and wait
wondering if there's been a change in date.
I watch the walls from the floor,
but even this is such a bore.
I can't find anything to do
but wonder if I'll get to play too.
I see the children playing outside
but the rules I didn't abide.
The boredom seeps through my brain
making me go insane.
I need to play,
I cannot stay.
There are places I'd like to be,
however, those places I cannot see.
If I can't escape this boredom soon
I'll go crazy and say I'm from the moon.
A few more hours I have to creep
until I can fall fast asleep.
Blind to the Situation
I stare at her as she stares back at me.
I wait for it to happen, I count 1... 2... 3...
But it never happens cuz I'm on 8... 9...10...
I can't take it so I count over again.
1... 2... 3...
Then she says to me,
"I don't feel the same"
And she walks away. It is me that I blame.
I'm not the most lovable guy,
but when I talk they look to the sky,
hoping and praying it will soon be over
cuz I'm not as lucky without a 4 clover.
I see what they think and think what they feel.
I just hope and pray it isn't for real.
But it is, it is me.
me, the one they see.
I walk away into the night.
Nobody notices as I walk out of sight.
I keep walking and no one stops to say "hello"
So I keep walking and I go.
I leave before anyone else can hurt me the way I am.
I go home and all the emails I get are spam.
I go to bed and turn out the light,
thinking only of how I'm loosing the fight.
I can't keep going, I can't hang on.
And before you know it... I'm gone.
I wait for it to happen, I count 1... 2... 3...
But it never happens cuz I'm on 8... 9...10...
I can't take it so I count over again.
1... 2... 3...
Then she says to me,
"I don't feel the same"
And she walks away. It is me that I blame.
I'm not the most lovable guy,
but when I talk they look to the sky,
hoping and praying it will soon be over
cuz I'm not as lucky without a 4 clover.
I see what they think and think what they feel.
I just hope and pray it isn't for real.
But it is, it is me.
me, the one they see.
I walk away into the night.
Nobody notices as I walk out of sight.
I keep walking and no one stops to say "hello"
So I keep walking and I go.
I leave before anyone else can hurt me the way I am.
I go home and all the emails I get are spam.
I go to bed and turn out the light,
thinking only of how I'm loosing the fight.
I can't keep going, I can't hang on.
And before you know it... I'm gone.
Him
In the brightness of day or the darkness of night,
I stand without fear or fright.
This is because I know I'm well and not alone,
because he is with me, but not reachable by phone.
He is truth, he is life, he is there, he is here, near and never far.
I will always know because ajar
is the door of truth, and he stands in the doorway, waiting for us all.
Waiting for when it is time for the call.
I stand without fear or fright.
This is because I know I'm well and not alone,
because he is with me, but not reachable by phone.
He is truth, he is life, he is there, he is here, near and never far.
I will always know because ajar
is the door of truth, and he stands in the doorway, waiting for us all.
Waiting for when it is time for the call.
Marry me in Marriage
As I look into the eyes of my beautiful wife,
I stare into the abyss of love and all that matters to me.
I see myself with her for eternity,
standing side by side,
with nothing to hide.
I see myself on our bed
holding our baby, being careful of the head.
Seeing her cry tears of happiness,
and me the same because I feel no less.
The future of me is with her
and the family we start together.
I stare into the abyss of love and all that matters to me.
I see myself with her for eternity,
standing side by side,
with nothing to hide.
I see myself on our bed
holding our baby, being careful of the head.
Seeing her cry tears of happiness,
and me the same because I feel no less.
The future of me is with her
and the family we start together.
Full of Uselessness
A short look
down the brook
and you will see
something more than me.
I don't see it
because I don't feel it.
It is acceptance, it is love,
it is happiness, it's a hug.
That brook of hope and dreams does not appear to those who hide and skip out;
leave without a doubt.
People like me who don't see,
see the face of truth, the face of goodness.
I feel worthless.
No price tag on my soul.
Only tossed aside like trash;
a cigarette butt.
Going on the team I get cut.
I'm no good.
I can't breathe.
If only it wasn't me.
down the brook
and you will see
something more than me.
I don't see it
because I don't feel it.
It is acceptance, it is love,
it is happiness, it's a hug.
That brook of hope and dreams does not appear to those who hide and skip out;
leave without a doubt.
People like me who don't see,
see the face of truth, the face of goodness.
I feel worthless.
No price tag on my soul.
Only tossed aside like trash;
a cigarette butt.
Going on the team I get cut.
I'm no good.
I can't breathe.
If only it wasn't me.
Wonderous Fall
Leaves all around,
falling to the ground.
Colors of red, brown, and yellow,
colors that make one mellow.
It means winter is coming,
and summer is running away.
It changes people's mood,
and means it is time to harvest food. (Except for spinich... lol)
Days are shorter and darker
like it is being covered with a gray marker.
School is in session,
and now it is time for a confession
that fall is my favorite time of year,
it is a time that some hold dear.
It means time for family and friends
all getting together and making amends.
To share and play
while the days waste away.
All this can happen during fall,
and that is why I enjoy it most of all.
falling to the ground.
Colors of red, brown, and yellow,
colors that make one mellow.
It means winter is coming,
and summer is running away.
It changes people's mood,
and means it is time to harvest food. (Except for spinich... lol)
Days are shorter and darker
like it is being covered with a gray marker.
School is in session,
and now it is time for a confession
that fall is my favorite time of year,
it is a time that some hold dear.
It means time for family and friends
all getting together and making amends.
To share and play
while the days waste away.
All this can happen during fall,
and that is why I enjoy it most of all.
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