Exes of times past

In a land where everyone's trying to get over some one
where can I stand?
unsteady ground with no one to walk on everything looks different without the bright lights and glistening carpet
all word are lies with out love
worth nothing more then the penny used to buy them
I struggle to find some place to squeeze my thin frame
voluminous and burdening in this land
In this land with no place to stand.

Today I heard some words
barely comprehensible
about the dark side of the moon
the verbs of society
the whispers of the middle class
a boy
cut by glass
smothered with confusion
innocent no longer
stolen in the nigh
a boy
a boy blindfolded
a toy, a doll
mimicks the devils teachings
the student
confused lost amongst daily meetings
and wensday night prayers
now becomes the teacher
and it's too late for hm to be saved

I am more then straightened hair
more then sun toasted skin
sweet as the chocalate emulation
I am more then just a different style
a new look unindentifiable to your people
A style that embodies the rythmic beat of my music
I am more then raw talent to make economic gains from in which you spend exploiting me like that of the labor of my ancestors
spent like the light of the passing sun
i am more then just a different pigment
that makes you the mask of an amicable person
so intune with the plites of different peole
this you embrace is the worn face of diversity
i am more then just dreams
a dream of the very stars put into heaven by my God
A dream only unattainable against all the pure faces you put infront of me
This is more then a struggle, more then a fight, more then you expression of freedom
This is life a life choosen by the good lord for me, for you my bretheren.
A life mad by ignorance, the glistening sword of hate, the virus of money implemented by selfishness
No, no I am the sunkissed skin of the laborers of my ancestors
Working, working against the swettering sun
Feeding the land of milk and honey
making prosper grow
I am the blood that filll the lungs of America
Taken by evil
Taken by ignorance
Taken, Taken , Taken and then thrown away
Like the scraps off the table thrown to homless emaciated dogs.
It is the body
It is the heart that beats to an infinite drum
The land bleeds the blood of sorrow
It drains into the minds of our people
Constraining, but strengthening
Children, crying children
Listen, listen they cry for their mother's
Raped by demons who wonder the earth
Lost among each other
Searching for their men
Struggling to upkeep the spirits of an beaten people
This is our moutain
This is the epic journey we have overcome
the rain that stings your face
the building snow that burns your toes
the sun that boils your skin
the strap that bleeds your people
the words that keep us underground
This is what you have overcome
Now love continue to walk on......

goodmorning

Alarm sounds
drowsy movements
ruffled covers
new world
new day
overpowering thoughts
soft forgiving light
great expectations
goodmorning
Filtered sun
rays of glory
soothing sounds
great awakening
goodmorning
slow steps
feet dragging
heart drums oh so gentle
hmm pancake aroma
undeniable hunger
warming comfort of coffee
good morning
time ticks off in the distance
sundden watchfullness
bustle about hustle around
spasmatic thoughts
goodmorning
hot water
wonderful stream
sleak body
calm collection
heathing breaths
goodmorning
deep sigh
time to begin
blesset morning

much waited apology

I watched you walk out the door
shoulders slumped
feet rapide
breath heaving
I followed after pushed by my disdain for confrentation and unresolved problems
i was still dreaming in my own reality
in a whirlwin of harsh words but prominent realities i realized how i hurt you
i disregarded your fragile heart
i twisted situations to make me victimized
maybe i didn't show it oftern
maybe i forgot to show it
lost in my insecurites
wallowing in my pain
lost behind closed eyes
but now i'm wideeyed, opened doored
thender to your touch
your waited for me
i give you all apologies
grab my hand
like you use to shen first layed eyes on this new world
your big brown eyes and laughter filled the room
and from then on you validated what i had been preparing for
i was your protector
your best freind
your playmate
your sister
then days passed, leaves changed, lives turned
Like the sun i turned to the moon
foreign to you
i'm sorry i waited so long, but i promise to make up for lost time
i thankyou for bringing me the sun

soulfriend

Today your face flickered across my mind
I could see your hair shineing in the light
How your smile maybe not conventional but congenial and inspirational all the same
Barefeet
kiwi
oranges
sun
naked bodies running threw sunflower fields
how our icecream love binds our outrageously large mouths
life enthuiasm binds us by the hand
In the middle of a rain downpower we sit crosslegged rocking to the sweetsounds of our leader Bob
The sound of Love,calm, and relaxtion that is the beat of our hearts
one beat in unison
In the background of my shallow memory unforgettable memories cast dancing shadows
your first kiss of the earth
giggle, giggle
wind down
polmagrand in teethe
flower behind ear
knitted hat covering disoriented hair
2$ floweral printed dress from that amazing vintage store
lost memory
opinions in grasp still
love in heart until
life and friends in mind
paint splotched on clothees
pictures littering floor with a mirage of your perception
a wonderful perception it is
this my soulfriend
a friend after the desires, cares, and worries of my own heart
yet our small but significant distinguish us as indivuals
i need her to continue
i need her for complextion
the girl that lives inside me
sunny days is where she lives
in a blanket beneath the stars is where she sleeps
beside me is where she will stay

pocket

I keep telling you and telling you, and telling you some more
But I guess my words are lost among the many subjects of your mind
Perhaps you could find them read them over and over
Because I need you tot listen to pay attention
Hold them in your hand feel the sorrow feel the desperation
A dove, a baby dove spreads it's wings for flight
Released from it's resting place into the horizon, magnificant, transfixing, envious
Here I will find them for you
I beg of you friend, aquitance, stranger, don't drop them in your bag of troubles, worries, and grieveness
Your bag of 2 cent things
please keep them in the pocket close to your heart
For you to remember they must be near your box of importance
I know your box is full of finacial situations and social relations
But my heart is full of hurt
my soul is stuck in a black pergatory
My eyes wake up only slightly
my lips numb to forming words
Blind to butterflies or childlike smiles filled with hurt painted red lips of hate
Hate the thing that beats children, ignores starvation, spouts racist propagonda, entertains prejuduce ideas,mocks ambitions,slays civilization,destroys or earth
Please I beg of you catch me because i've been falling
No don't speak I told you long ago I was at the edge
Now you have a chance, your last token
I won't be around for another flicker in time
Somewhere lost in people minds
But flying like that dove
I need you to help me spread my wings
She lays on the ground broken an beaten
shattered into puzzle piecies
pick her up
care
love
respond
help her fly into the sun
here you dropped it again
Luckly i still have the strenth to pic it up for you.