quarta-feira, 23 de maio de 2018

His face unknown

In his hood separated from the other children feeling unfit
Biting his nails as if his very life depended on it
Shaking every now and then from pop up past disgraces
You could see the suffering infant in his solemn face

In front of him were the kids who had conquered what was to be conquered
who were tasting the satisfaction of popularity, shouting in every encore
This hooded child was not a part of it, he sat listening to his mind mutter blight
This child must tolerate the endless trite speeches about people's rights

When none think his rights applicable
So their rotten jeers urged him to become invisible
when invisibility urged him to become solitary no one cared
Then loneliness deemed him worthless among his entitled peers

And those speeches go over his head about equality failing
because his voice is never heard and his feelings crushed daily
Who would lend a hand to that lad indeed, would you dare?
When speedily engineering the world to be fair,
yet only giant egos were freed as you left the bullied...
 meek kids out to bleed

segunda-feira, 21 de maio de 2018

The struggle of the gate crasher

Couldn't find a shred of myself
The cold made me something
The warmth the freedom of nothing
Muscles grew as I surveyed the world

As I looked to the wonderment of the future
wanting to harm the fear and emptiness
Wanting to be the giant with every ounce of my soul
Yet small and unknowning was I

I couldn't get a notion of myself
One that could guide me
Poisons of the low thinkers
became my poisons

How do you forgive yourself
for giving yourself less instead of more
for not teaching yourself to fish and hunt
for accepting Mercury when God gave you the sun

Now I've found a shred of myself
for the woman I hold lengthens hope and shortens fear
The days may taunt me empty
So she'll be my substance

The well worked exhaustion and fear
for our benefit
appeals to the highest power
To kill temptation to quit

domingo, 20 de maio de 2018

Hope a spark from the sun


There we were
in the water within the curved blue pool
surrounded by blue rock, tranquility
our host invisible

Upstairs our higher souls met on 70's sofas
The couple cosmos accepted her but I was sent out
The ragged hair angelic and seductive
the galaxy itself looking into her

I not more than sun a ornament
Blessing all with my heart
Taking the roof off the church
to let the light in

The spirit of wealth and vigor
Now starts to grow

a spark from the sun itself

segunda-feira, 14 de maio de 2018

Prayer that pierces morning

God, bless my body like rain
renew this willing heart and brain
Every organ every vein

come and be present in my world
aim with my eyes
toil with my arms

I invoke the muscle of god
to hold up the day
to inspire my bravery
To never be afraid

Give me the key to the lock of grace
the frog to the pond
the smile to the face

While I walk this earth
Give me strength to move the world with my mirth
love to others higher worth

Give me the vision to flourish
A thousand thoughts that nourish
Bless you mirrored infinity by my simple gratitude

God