Religion
Two men were fighting about their
Religions and who was right and who was wrong
Stepping in I added in on both of their
Thoughts thinking they were both wrong
Then two others come in battling with all of
Us saying we were all off and that they’re right
We all left with an angry attitude all red
faced and knowing for sure we were right
Back at work the next day we all apologize
To each other believing we all got too big
Even at lunch together we talked about
What we will do over the weekend & such
Two things should be left at home when
Trying to change the big butterfly world
One is your angry attitude and two the
Ego Trying to be little Mr./Mrs. know it all
The Dead
Two dead people were asking
Each other why they continue to die
Every single day in the same manner
Each and every time
One said he killed women and
People never found out about any
Of them and then died skiing
In Oregon who knows how long ago
The other said she married men, murdered
Them and then collected on life
Insurance but died in a terrible
Car accident with a fire burning end
The women who the male murdered
Came to him telling their souls are hard
From not forgiving him daily so he cried
Bitterly with anguishing pain soon after
The lady talked to the men she killed
And kept wanting the money and the
Things she acquired with no care for them
Soon after they were both in a state of
Either hell or heaven where their continual
Death was either a scare or gift that
Only big judges can send the dead away
Repairs
Plumbers to repair an old toilet
Mechanic to repair old leaks
Computer tech to help learn computer
Carpenter to glue a well loved home
Doctor to hem my deep wounds
Saints to pray for us
Church to heal miracles
You and I praying for eternal well-being
Repairing the soul is more than
Happiness in a home or family but
An inner spiritual journey
You get with laughter, joy, warmth,
Light and unbelievable love
Beyond imagination
Old and New Testament
Tempted with more and more
Oh and even more and more
I feel less
This, that I never enjoy them
Because my worries are how to
Get closer to God, bring more to
God and staying focused on
How to keep drinking and
Eating Gods truths
I can do so much more, I’m
Self climbing, self absorbed and
Selfish
I want to be super
I want to feed millions, clothe the
Naked, shelter the homeless, pray
For everyone and be a shadow of
Jesus
Endless questions, back to the Bibles:
Old and New Testaments
Hail!
When my heart rains I want it
To flood into others souls
When my heart snows I want it
To freeze into others minds
When my heart burns I want it
To warm others into chocolate
When my heart is windy I want it
To blow into others eyes
When my heart is hailing I want it
To crush their skin into Gods
Love that cracks open their every
Fiber of what earth can do
A drop of rain, a snowflake, a fire,
A gasp of wind adds worlds to
Gods chemistry
But that hail, oh how it will
Surprise you, leap you forward
To the one universe, caress that
Hidden soul, enrich that loving
Character that now has those
Strings cut off!
The Covers
I give my problems to Jesus
sometimes he frustratingly gives
them back saying you still
haven’t learned
Years go by and I give it
to him again and accepts
with hugs even
I asked what I did differently
because I was confused
this time, he said, you did it
with profound love and apologized
for your actions
Before, he added, your anger
was apparent and faith under
the covers
Noble effort
Scientists and their science
It can turn the heads of
the truly faithful
Our first seven days all
a mystery to the battling
scientists
To the faithful it’s the
truth of our conscious’ well-being
It truly is a noble
effort to have faith
in God and everything
about us
It will all be tested,
tried and tested over
Keep that effort at
bay and remember
your faith
On earth, I pray
For those miserable mean loners
I pray for your happiness
For those hateful shits who are racist
I pray you get a friend one day
For those ass holes who can’t drive
I pray you have patience on the roads
For those greedy fuckers who want the entire world
I pray you get confidence
For those conniving backstabbers
I pray you get a family
For those sick fucks who molest kids
I pray you stay in jail for life
For those who have killed
I pray you never do so again
For those whacks addicted to drugs or alcohol
I pray you don’t steal from me
For those cowardly fool thieves
I pray you get some work ethics
For those lazy pig hogs
I pray you find exercise
For those in the world earth
I pray for you
Opportunity
I tried to tell them to read
they thought it was boring
I tried to tell them to listen
they put on their earphones
I tried to tell them to look
but they turned their heads
I tried to tell them to eat good
but they fed on themselves
I tried to tell them to help
but they got so lazy
I tried to tell them to wait
but they wanted it now
I tried to tell them
I really did
Gave them opportunity after
opportunity
I’m still telling them and
will never give up because
I love them
Pain
Pain in any form is never
Forgotten
Manifesting your soul like hungry
Fleas to a cat
It can weigh you down to the
Point of little return
The fist, the words, the silence
The yells
The pranks, the spits, the
Curses, the degrading
The loneliness, the emptiness
The men, the women
The bites, the frustrations
The deadness, the death
Pain not even found is never
Human
Pain is growth, pain is learning
Pain is all of us
Painter
Remarkable painter HE painted us bright
Even the sun looking up at a kite
Wail of the wrist painting scenery and homes
Families and lovers and even temples and domes
He even worked hard for animals stuffed or alive
My main interest was how you painted feeling arrive
Persona
Grotesque, angry, bitter, dark,
misunderstood and alone in his
battle against the world. I
try to grasp why he shows
himself as this monster. Only I
see the embarrassment, shame,
pity, envy and hurt he feels.
I fell into the trap of fighting
with him. I leave disgusted
with myself for not telling him
I love him and that everybody
truly does love him. I’m worse
than he is by ganging up with
the mob and adding heat to
his monster persona. I cannot
change his mind. He needs to
amend his own words to
those of peace and forgiveness.
Praised a Saint
A welcome given to all at her front door
Down and out she’d give you the floor
Through the eyes of God she served as love all divine
Attending to the sick that she’d warm up all kind
Rescuing the lost who once strayed black nights
Emerging the shameful into greatness of blue heights
Continually appealing with believers in all the lands
Praying willfully with pleasure that there be many hands
Prayer for hope
We united our hands with only love in mind
Never did we think so many would be so unkind
Not only to other humans but to earth as well
Thinking this is funny like we’re in our own hell
We shall unite all together and be all a family as one
Hug and kiss with open arms- making everything fun
Create with a heart so you can share year round
Listen when they speak in order for all to be found
Pretend your neighbor is a bunch of you’s
They have the same feelings with the same p’s and q’s
Keep coming together and smiling down tunnels of light
Respect the earth and others with cherry delight
Forget wandering around in scare some terror
Think like a master who has little trial and error
Quilted World
At the beginning God blanketed us with a comforting quilt
Centuries unfolding unstitching the guidance of hard fight built
Evil of empires wanting defiance beyond kingdoms of earth
Grouping up deceit, lies and hate beginning even at birth
Blanketing everyone who believes in His holy spirit, father and son
Knowing real well that’s how it will and shall be done
Thanks for the blanket I say continuously bowing down
For you are the master of heavenly earth crown
Rat maze
He looks down upon us as we go through the maze
Wondering if we’re working on every single phase
Functioning together even at the dead ends
Sharing cheese and water or making amends
Puzzling up ideas of where to head next
Leaders in the race taking their role out of context
In the world of order we seem a lot like rats
Meeting the end then starting again with some cats
Red Veins of Rose Thorns
What is the scope of my cancerous cells
Momentum hurts when you hear all the bells
Fragile is the body you borrow for right now
No other like me soon my eternal soul shall plow
Taking away love that goes beyond all the stars
A reality of life- the houses, families and their cars
Into the heavens I look to the angels of bright light
Wrestling with hospitals I had my own battling fight
Suffering in pain I realize its minimal to compared
Different in so that smiling to others I’ve shared
Things happen for a reason and I know this to be true
Sadly to say only few people have this faintest clue
Keep going, keep going your fulfillment starts all inside
The land is all yours breathing an adventurous side
Again to my cancer I speak only of sickening joy
Thankful for some reason I beg you to never destroy
Represent
A quarter Nisqually and
the rest Yakama Tribe
Raised Catholic
No gang ties
Five brothers, three sisters, mom,
two nieces and one nephew
Neighbor to the RV Park
a pimple in the neighborhood
And a thousandth of earths’ being
But the one I represent
in all of them is
GOD
Running from
you would jump on
any dare given to you
wear the same
undies for two whole days
eat a dozen worms with
maggots smothered all over
walk backwards for
about an hour
burn a pile of
those outdated clothes
but you won’t for
a second give me
an apology
running from what
you think will go
away won’t
I said my half
just a knock on the door
and a look eye to eye
Done
Russian roulette
two guardian angels constantly
working for me
don’t’ fight too hard they
said because its simple
burn in hell or go to heaven
praising everlasting love
I cried and they asked
what was wrong
I told them I was a
sinner and they knew
sins are forgiven I knew
that with just asking
I cried for those out
there playing Russian roulette
the angels knew that’s
why I was crying
they comforted me but
left me be but said this
go tell the world to
repent and pray
Second chance
Chasing a dream became a nightmare of terror
Naked in the world there was more to out bare
Ran in to mistakes and the occasional mishap or two
In my anxious journey of wealth I really had no clue
Banging a buck I’d steal and sale everything used or new
Business with anyone was orchestrated and planned
Stray from details you’ll be forcefully canned
Like the one day I gunned men down from their cars
Made my nerves uneasy but they survived with just scars
Years and years later the joint flew me to hell
Illustrating stories of how far deep my life fell
Released to earth I unfold new doors at a glance
To realize my potential at a whole second chance
Signs From Above
People demanding ridiculous signs
From heaven
If they’d pray they’d see and feel
A life change
A miracle to them is just something
That happened
Their faith can hang them by
The neck and they would still
Not choke up any sense
They are the zebras always drinking
In the crocodiles area
Spiritually Weak
There’s no end to this continual pill taking
All of my insides are constantly on the raking
Immune system shallow I kill with my eyes
Murdering with poison fighting these lies
Gulping the air stabbing hands for some touch
Weak is the spirit that bares little clutch
Sponge
I have
Purses of every conceivable
Color
Shoes of all sizes and
Shapes
Shirts of every style and
Comfort
Jeans of every length and
Fit
But I don’t have love
Can’t
Buy me a soul mate nor
Helped
My neighbors- I’m a sponge
With
Little water to ring on to
Others
Still, there’s enough for
Condensation
Statue Me
A mold of myself was being
Constructed to perfection
I had to be chipped at, painted
And always touched up
I was touched but they could
Never “move” me
Painted and retouched, I always
Showed the real age
Mounted but still never higher
Than the one who made me
Others want to know who made
Me all the time
I tell them but they laugh
How both of us began
Waiting to move forward I keep
My poise patiently
Brand new and even more beautiful
Than now
Sunglasses
Old me wanted to see others with
sunglasses never wanting them to
see my eyes because I was weak
Now I want everyone to see the
brand new me, the one that had
been kicked down to reality
Reality that I was self absorbed
with the poor me attitude and
demanded pity for attention
This new attention is much more
eye opening- its far heavier in
the spiritual realm of existence
In excitement I shove out the
door on old habits that decrease
the heaviness weighing me down
My heart races when I excitingly
try to let their eyes see and
taking their sunglasses off too
Super Love
Under a bridge a giant
tree falls and paralyzes me
I’d still love God
Bacon grease gets out of
control and blinds the eyes
I’d still love God
I lose a dear friend
or family close to me
I’d still love God
An earthquake takes
my home and dog Scratchy
I’d still love God
I lose everything
I’ve ever owned in a snap
I’d still love God
I’d write in my grave
six feet under in the dark
I’d still love God
With my
Heart, soul
and mind
Take to heart
I take to heart every person I’ve met
Fate is inevitable so don’t ever forget
It was only time before we’d eventually meet
Walking in the trails of each others shaped feet
I’m not angry at anyone from the past
Only confused our relationship didn’t last
I grow some bonds and become powerfully attached
Continuously thanking that we were even matched
I want for you what I see in most eyes
That there stands a person who laughs and cries
You’re meant for those people- all those you’ve come by
Some rank you real low and others as high
Somehow connected we came to our own fate
Possibly going together at the pearly white gate
The Poison
The poison that came out
of my lips
The poison I openly flared
with glares
The poison I drummed with a
snaring drum to ears
The Holy Spirit sucked all that
venom out and
Turned it into an artist full
of faces I modeled in
the past centuries
Tolerance withdrew
In the
course of
life you imagine
strange wants
possessing your spirit
with awkward
desires or needs.
Eventually leads
to withdrawal you yourself
into paranoia
fear or deep depression.
Tolerance to
be everyone else’s-
life crashes.
Trigger
a tremendous amount of
energy was wasted
on greed
trying to own too much
on control
trying persuade wrong doings
on hate
trying to cement your heart
on depression
trying to reach rigor mortis
on poor attitude
trying to ridicule the world
on senseless intake of
grimy substances
when all of it could have
been triggered on anything
good, useful and positive
Truth
The sameness you want the
world to have is an aching
desire for everyone to feel
You don’t want their addictions
down your throat but
surfaced and worked through
You don’t want lies but painful
honest truths
You don’t want comparisons but
a to match b and b to match c
You don’t want to turn your shoulder
on anyone but to pat ‘em on the shoulder
You don’t want this world
that has junk full of lies that
are beyond mending
You want the equality of
serene oneness that isn’t in a
nicer home, nicer clothes, prettier
face- NO, NONE OF THAT
It’s the truth I’ve been exhaustingly
trying to feel all my life. That
truth in the New and Old Testament.
Unselfish
people, unbelievable people
who put aside everything to
help another
remarkable people who do not
seek glory of men but a
spiritual glory
amazing beings who, without
any hesitation, will aid
you at a snap of the finger
this helping, this togetherness,
this joy I miss when I
selfishly want to play with MY
Nintendo DS, listen to MY music,
watch MY TV shows, clean just MY
house, read MY books, eat MY
own food
be unselfish you gluttonous, lazy,
boring, self centered fool I said
to myself
let ME, yes ME help you in
any way, sit down, I insist
Vision of Jesus
Nights with mom I sleep by her side
Comfortable is the bed- real comfy and wide
Curtain wide open I have my vision
The man himself the Jesus of all mission
Smiling to the side and watching over me
Roses are smothered for my whole family
Awake to the eye I look around peace
Adrift in Gods arms as his angelic niece
Weep
The curse words of anger
The gymnastics partners in
the silk sheets
The rage of an earthquake,
tornado and lightning
The inequality of being
humane
The physical thrust of
my bear hands
The explosion of a temper
boiling over
The exhaustion of my
selfish self
No way I thought could
this be
A man, THE Son of Man doing
this for me
Putting the past in His
care
Now I weep like He because of
love that huge
My repayment is and shall
be the same
WHAT MATTERS MOST
I’ve learned as I aged that possessions lose touch
a shirt, dresser, jewelry really don’t mean much
the things that matter are what I enjoy most
my firsts, my accomplishments or even dinner roasts
together in thought, I ask what in life I love dear
my family, my friends- there’s so much I’m not clear
I tell you right now I’m very thankful to be alive
as a sister, a daughter, friend or even future wife
Who am I?
Am I recycled flesh with more beings left to come
Can I spread the word of God with chants of drum
Mission impossible I spit kindness and only hope it spreads
Peanut butter fresh with wheat-licious baked breads
How’d I know my family in past lives dimensionally unseen
By the depths of my core shall I seek a new beginning clean
Am I under oath to limits beyond tomorrow or yesterday clips
Unfolding scientific stories of how our water pleasantly drips
Wild kingdom
Earth as my jungle
Lions rampage control
Hyenas flocked in groups
Zebras running for life
Jungles getting smaller
Prey is scarce in numbers
Rain! Rain! Yes God there’s rain!
Will I Be Burnt
Will I be burnt for sexing eighty-two men
Or cussing every few minutes like I’m trucker Ben
Maybe from hording millions and not sharing a dime
Eating hours on end even if it was disturbingly grime
Saying HIS name in vain you could add that to the list
A few times I’ve attempted the old razor to the wrist
I even dishonored my parents and told them to kiss off
Sadly I stabbed some jerks that died quicker than a cough
Will I be burnt for my thousandth or so sin
As I ponderously keep wondering while I rub my double chin
Without God
You will not hear
till you listen
You will not see
till you look
You will not taste
till you bite
You will drink
till you thirst
You will not find
till you seek
You will not touch
till you feel
You will not know
till you learn
You will not go
anywhere, do anything
without God
Ever
A quarter
this beautiful man and his
wonderful son right behind
me at the store
I could have kissed their feet
their hearts were huge
this very day
the cow behind the register
was absolutely vile
and wicked
I wanted and needed those
pads because my period
started that morning
a quarter short the girl
snarled and gave me a get
the hell out of her look
but these two gracious
spirits gave me a wonderful
quarter brighter than gold
not literally but it was
so gracious I cried in the
car for them saving my day
All aboard
Reading the text I didn’t always catch
Everything
I had to read it over and over again
So I could get the full text of what
I was actually reading or where
It was going and what it all meant
Then just like a person swimming all
My life I finally got it
The text and meaning that is
It was like I came on this beautiful ship
With wonderful people who made the
Text what it is and how the words
Were screaming for me and yelling for
Me to come yelling “all aboard”
that’s the magic behind The Bible
You’re swimming until you come
Aboard with teachings right from
Glorious God himself
Angels Work
With every breath I take I do our work
Of loving angels wings flying with perk
Dreaming up scenarios of bringing us closer
To love unity that’s warm to the toaster
Sharing my pains to realize you’re okay
Spreading the cross and God so all will pray
Talking to Him like our neighborly friend
Nestling our comforts with hands to lend
As I Do For You
Would you open a door
Even for poor
Would you give a smile
Even for a sick child
Would you say a short prayer
Even for the mayor
Would you help your friend
Even with HIV in a den
Would you help your grandma
Even in a wheelchair raw
Would you help the unknown true
As I do for you
Ashamed
I was not raised
As a dominant race
I was not raised
To discriminate against
I was not raised
To look down upon
I was not raised
To turn away others
I was not raised
To disrespect elders
I was not raised
To classify groups
I was not raised
To hate at all
I was raised
With character
I was raised
With common sense
I was raised
With love
Believe
There’s no doubt you’ll suffer
if your belief is strong
Have you lost a loved one,
endured a disease with no
imaginable cure, struggled to
feed you or children, lost
your home to a natural disaster,
had an addiction that is fed
like leaches on your back, looked
in the mirror seeing ugliness
when in actuality is beauty-- hence the
vanity of plastic surgery, make-up
beauty products, unable to
get something because finances?
If yes, you do so obediently for
God. You know these sacrifices are
for your souls love, learning and eternal humanity
Below yourself
a secret to happiness is to
not leave a worthy impression
to not be a dominating leader
with many doing your dirty work
to not be a trillion owning
half the world
to not have huge fame that
your eye lights up when
you see yourself in a magazine
no, none of that
go below yourself so that you
live below your means and very
unworthy of this cruel world
that has too many problems
stand to being poor, humiliated,
uneducated, classless and with love
because you see the callousness
in the rich and the famous
Billions
With a drop of a pin
God can make anything
possible
I swam to a rock in
the middle of the lake
and sat there
I looked up to the blue
sky and forgot about
the hectic week
Piecing in my mind billions
of people boiling under
the heat of eternity
Blind
carrying my adultery on my
shoulders needed to go elsewhere
like no one has done before
I prayed for absolute forgiveness
it was answered with breast
cancer and hardships
thinking of it all I’m
not sure who I was
I hate her for who
she was but thanked her
giving me life that
was blind from God
I see now with
warmth and light
I pray for others
to also see with me
Cell Dust
Amongst the galaxy I am a cell
Will I head to heaven or burn in hell?
Where is my future and where is my past?
Who are the people I long for in my cast?
What is my soul doing wandering these lands?
Why do I smell the torched smell of sweat glands?
When will I head back to my eternal place?
Why is it so I can’t remember HIS face?
Are you my enemy or my great friend?
Should I say sorry when I need no amend?
Will I be remembered in 2000 years?
Why do I have all these heartaches and tears?
Do I keep starting over repeating times gone by?
Why is it possible some people murder and fry?
When in time will I have an alien over for tea?
Where do they go when their spaceship does flee?
Is there life on stars we don’t really comprehend?
With technology soon at Mars University we’ll attend
Our dreams, our futures, our pasts our eternal existence
Is frustratingly structured where we’re hiding in distance
Childish Hate
I look back at my prideful hate
And think how childish I was
One would call me fat and I’d
Think have you looked in the mirror ugly
One would call me lazy and I’d
Think you don’t know what clean is you pig
One would call me a pathetic Indian and I’d
Think you Nazi hating jerk burn in your hate
One would call me snobby and I’d
Think you ignorant ass how do you know
One would call me sensitive and I’d
Think you spineless horse get a heart
One would call me stupid and I’d
Think you red belly possum freak you’re dumb
My defense and only defense was my
Own unbearable pain and then hateful pride
When they gave me hate I’d hit them right
Back with my own distasteful hate
Now when I’m called these things I feel
Bad for their bursting cry out for love
I add them to my prayer list hoping
When I ignore them for now its out of love
Zap them with a bursting shower of
Plentiful love that spreads forever
Choices
I didn’t slap I chose to be slapped
I didn’t hit I chose to be beat
I didn’t run I chose to be caught
I didn’t fight I chose to be fought
I didn’t stab I chose to be stabbed
I didn’t shoot I chose to be shot at
I didn’t cut I chose to be sliced
I didn’t punch I chose to be punched
I didn’t smother I chose to be smothered
I didn’t kick I chose to be kicked at
I didn’t pull hair I chose to have hair pulled
I didn’t flip off I chose to disregard
I didn’t kill I chose to be killed
I didn’t get even I chose to forget it
I made the choice so they
would not make these choices
Again
City of smallness
Two cult leaders waging war
to bring more members
Young adults holding un-holy
séances of bloody sacrifice
The minister has an alcohol problem
that he denies as mild drinking
The naïve foolish just build a bridge
for evil thanks to the Ojai board
Dust collecting on the seats at the
church services
Neighbors not so neighborly as
you once perceived
Beer, drugs, cigarettes all too common
household items just like toilet paper
Known as the one who don’t wave
the mob of neighbors here see this
The uncertainty of doors slammed in my
face was mostly the invisible welcome mat
Cloud nine
Prancing in the wind
There they never sinned
Walking boldly in color
There was always discover
Hopping toes in the sand
Miles of beach were just grand
Games filled with lots of life
Families abroad- husband and wife
Happiness abroad endless miles
Forever potioned with cherry smiles
Come!
The questions have been
Answered
I think I knew all
Along though
Now I try to interpret
For others
Just so they’ll get it along
With me
I keep telling them my
True stories
They’re gifts of wisdom
Through channels
I’m still working on
Connecting even more
Holding my hand out always
Saying…come!
Common Cross
A global impact we see almost everyday
Behind this symbol which even some pray
On churches, in homes there’s many to be found
Own unique beliefs that’ll always be around
A common cross of God expresses our being
Universally alike we all want to hear Him sing
Connecting the dots
I see things many overlook in their time
Even the innocent can commit an out of jail crime
Many are unloved and cry out for much more
Feeding your children is necessary when a whore
No single possession means more than those true
Tragedies brings us together along with the blue
Every sunset and sunrise dilutes in your thoughts
A very small percentage can even connect the dots
So many mysteries only make you ask over
Is my only love my four legged pet rover
Am I a question only I can answer
Is there no cure for HIV or cancer
Who is my God and does he keep me from hell
Do some incredible lusts just temporarily swell
Many thanks to you if you think on this wave
For you are not stuck in a trapped cave
Consequences
As a result of 35 years of
hard work and loyalty
you let one day ruin it
Years later everyone more
than moved on and forgot
it all happened like old news
Consequently, you’re holding
on to it like a hurricane
on your shoulders
Let it go and let God
twirl it or fix it
because he knows everything
If you don’t - that hurricane
will still do wreckage and
eventually break you
Console you yes
Guidance was necessary when
the look of a 1000
tons crushed your
image of unhappiness-
Giving you my eyes, ears,
heart soul-
Tornadoes in your mind
trap you from reality
Escape your billy goats
of burnside and run
Run from yourself,
them and no one
Lock the madness and
throw away the key
Yesterdays not you but
tomorrow is or ever will be
Spy in the stars and
wonder their pasts
This condolence begins
with you
This shall be your last
day of war with the world
Tomorrows a rosy bath
with still paintings and music
to the ears of angels
Death Valley
Through a trapped door of another dimension unseen
Are some lost spirits grasping what does this all mean
Trying to help others so they’ll escape death valley shores
At your side at all times- driving, walking, home and even at stores
Their main purpose is to finish cleansing the purity of their soul
For this is only temporary seeking eternal goodness is the almighty goal
Delicate
Just like petals of a flower
our souls can be plucked
As best as I could describe
I wanted people to look back
at their childhood
Keep remembering how fragile
we were and how it affected us
Now realize that you want
that for your children
Those who have plucked at your
fragileness can and will not
do that to you ever again or
our loved ones as well
Demons
Tears of no way thundered my
mind
What to say or what to tell her
do I make her laugh or get
angry
Do I hold in my emotions or
pour them all out at once
Do I ask questions or act like
nothing happened
Will I be able to hug or squeeze
like my teddy bears
Do I buy her something or make
her something
All I could do is be myself -
I probably gave myself away-
looked at her differently, smiled oddly,
laughed hesitantly and felt uncomfortable
The reasons of why she’d want
to take her life by herself raced
my mind the whole time
Get out of my sister you demons
go back to hell
The shock still remains
Desperate For Food
Unimaginable is those starving right now
Helping your neighbor some selfishly do plow
Hungry for change I devour to feed
No man, woman child will be in any hunger need
I’ll buy a whole country and make it all crops
Hire helicopters and trains to do many food drops
Tractors in full use with absolutely no old rust
I’ll charge only sharing that’s a definitive must
DO NOT JUDGE
Do not judge those you hardly know
Understanding you’ll be-- stronger you grow
Do not judge a man by his shoes
His faint appearance gives us no clues
We all have stories with in our own eyes
Going forever--never ever dies
Doors
Doors among doors there’s just empty rooms of doors
Frightened by no end the panicked me just out pours
What’s going on how long have I been through this phase?
Am I just imagining this and just in a hallucinating daze?
Stopped in place behind me is someone right there
Slowly I look but there’s chills of terror before I dare
Calling me to follow they tempt me with hard cash
Frightened by the charm I take off with mad dash
Rose I smell in the doors following the rooms
In a garden of flowers I safely wander all the fresh blooms
Element of cure
With my faith I store my own health
Nutrition on my side I gain so much wealth
I structure my life to the cancer at hand
Working ahead to the unseemingly planned
First planning my funeral I feared the end
Now with many survival stories I live to bend
What truly matters now is every single day here
Deep under my surface is no longer unclear
Things happened for a reason I hope to press forward
For many other woman that you must go aboard
It is your will keeping cancer from living
Your lasting body depends on how you are giving
Entwined
The child bullies who picked on you
The woman who had an affair with your husband
The birth mom who gave you away
The four boys who raped you
The girl who stole your purse
The cop who shot your child
The neighbors who yell at you
The boyfriend who your mom chose
The girlfriend your dad chose
The uncle who molested you
The man who stabbed you
All of them, all of us are
all entwined to learn from
each other grow from each
other because love surpasses evil
We don’t hate them but hate what evils done to
them so we’ll love them so they’ll be
entwined back to love and then they’ll
hate evil
Equality
how can I enjoy a meal
knowing others starve
how can I enjoy my bed when
some live in cardboard
how can I smile when others
are sad
how can I wear nice clothes
when others need shoes
how can I drive by when I know
others walked days
how can I live with myself
well I’ll tell you how
with prayer and sending
love to the greedy who
will wake up to equality
to the hateful who will wake
up to equality
I pray hard you get the
fattest love hug ever
mankind ever sees
so we can all see a
kissful joy of equality
Eyes of Heaven
Seeing the shapes of fluffy full clouds
Smiles the eyes of heaven
Seeing my baby nephew smile with laughter
Smiles the eyes of heaven
Seeing the bubbles of a rosy bath
Smiles the eyes of heaven
Seeing the musicians harmonize praise
Smiles the eyes of heaven
Seeing happiness in gifts I’ve been given
Smiles the eyes of heaven
Seeing my spouse every new morning
Smiles the eyes of heaven
Seeing the eyes of heaven
Brings smiles to the eyes of heaven
Feel Numb
I’m back to washing my hands five
times in an hour
Staring at the wall wondering why
I’m a balloon with holes
Worrying about the bills piling
up
A toxic lie of winning huge at the
casino this time
Bugs coming in and making sadistic
body art all over
The people in the back yard that
only I can see
Did I do everything I was
asked to do
Long term and short term memory-
losing both gradually
Even with a ton of weight on me
still feel numb
See what happens when you
quit praying
You question your faith and
forget God’s power
Forgive me?
Tomorrows future I can not predict
What has been broken will soon be fixed
I’ll say my sorries and hold in no hardships
Touching up my movie and editing out clips
I’d rather do it now and not have them healed
Or on my conscious that I failed to yield
If you don’t accept then I will understand
I stuffed peoples feelings like they’ve been canned
Please just know I want this all gone
Helping my heart to a greener new lawn
Ill gain much more as I decrease my flaws
Only waving smiles and not using claws
Forgiveness
Regularly I’d hate you for what you
Stole from me
Lies you’ve told me
People you brought home
Anger you’ve displayed
Selfishness you had
Your laziness to do anything
Turning to a lunatic when mad drunk
But now, now I love
you for it. I learned from it.
I grew from it. I’m poorer,
nicer to people, give more, work
harder and have a broader
sense of letting go to
yesterdays hate. Thank you
and I forgive you and
I love you.
Garbage
With a list of things
to do every single
monotonous long day
I realized it all
was just garbage
dragging on to nowhere
but a broken record
Over and over
Everyone made me upset
They should feel the same way
Were there others
Am I the only one
with enough sense to
know that all of this
is garbage
It all needs to be recycled
and made new the
way its
SUPPOSED to be
Turtles and molasses you
people
Turn off this record
GIVING A HELPING HAND
this man i never met before
came to me and asked for any chore
i told him i couldn’t pay him money
but some bread, milk and sweet honey
he said that’s fine as long as he’s fed
cleaning everything, even my filthy shed
he stayed in the room i never used
never harming anything, not once did he abuse
he moved on finding a beautiful wife
always thanking me for his success in life
although he did mostly on his own
i only helped him and seen him out zone
Happy my ass
no fun I want on this
earthly planet because
everyone should be having
fun
I’ll never deserve it-
who am I to have fun when
others hurt, suffer,
cry, agonize and go to low-
I mean low times in
life
I’m not buying it one bit-
this we should
have fun bit
happy my ass-
right now we need to work
for Gods love because
we want world sameness
Hates
in order to detach from
those pestilent weeds it
took a lot of patience
to wait calmly for the
wheat to be stronger and be
a sprouting huge crop
separating us the farmer did
shift us towards plentiful
harvest of love for all
those weeds oh my those weeds
they tried but they were all
too thorny hurting us wheat
oh how I want to be made into
a lovely loaf enjoyed next to a
cup of rosemary tea and lemon
burning weeds can not even
watch because their hates
burnt them into nothing at all
He IS out there
All seek a man not of their age
Sweet and gentle with little rage
A man so perfect he’ll be a Greek God
Tired of wandering from pod to pod
Little does he care you’re a round jelly lemon
Confidence he holds, unlike an ex felon
Where does one find a creature extinct?
At a hospital, a bar or near a precinct?
Fate of your heart can only bring you to him
Give up those ideals and quit looking dim
Things could be worse, you could’ve married your wrong
Always wishing for someone else to long
HE KNOWS
A creator of all he gives us life and death
He knows your first cry down to your very last breath
He knows you’ll be happy, he knows you’ll fall down
He knows who will be homeless or who will hold emperors of crown
He listens to our prayers by attentively hearing
He sees us laughing, crying, making or cheering
He keeps us from evil and guides us through good
He knows where you walked or the places you’ve stood
He knows you’ll sweat through wars, disease or disasters
Right by your side in child, teen, adult or senior blasters
Unknown presence of his vision stays unquestionably unclear
Occupied in our apparition we falsely speculate his career
Arrogantly perceiving wrong vs. right or church vs. law
Deceivingly corruptive, we smother the beauty by fierce law
He all wants you to do your own thing unharmingly true
Keep only followers who only chose to be on your crew
Heaven
opening the door the light made
me blind
others followed so many more
right behind
only invitation how privileged
I be
who really first opened or had
the key
can’t believe the warmth oh
so sweet
bowing to everyone I kiss their
lighted feet
get up at once we’re all
equal here
the holy spirit you have and
always dear
Hello
along with a smile and this
one word of
hello
it can build rainbows, heal the
sick, support children, lift
away stress, move mountains,
crack codes, wake the
dead, raise the brow,
steal ugliness and
most of all it
can secretly tell
everyone you care
about harmony
Help
I whimper to know you’re helpless
Alone with a world of billions of people
I know you need but deny any trust
Don’t let the fools blind you for life
There is true beauty out there for all
An attempt right now is your best hope
Leave away your habits and shelter away
No one can do it but your own shoes
Helping
Sister needs a vehicle to get
around with
Mom can’t drive anymore-
legally anyways
Brother needs money again
for gas
A needs this, B needs that
and C will drag you down
until you’re exhausted
The drive I get when helping
is that its always God
you’re actually helping
Hospitals
I go see the doctor and ask for a cure
Before I was healthy and innocently pure
They poke at my body like they are from Mars
Asking about bumps and aches- or little old scars
I wait much longer on that little rolling bed
Impatience rolls in turning my face angry red
Before I know it they come and tell me what’s wrong
Anxiously waiting- being overwhelmingly confident and strong
I gather myself and ask them what I should do
Thanking God I’m okay since I’m the very lucky few
I take their advice and know only time will heal
I’ll take my body serious so that forever I’ll feel
I don’t want to go to hell
I’d rather be ugly on earth
than beautiful in hell
I’d rather be poor on earth
than rich in hell
I’d rather be weak on earth
than strong in hell
I’d rather be dumb on earth
than smart in hell
I’d rather be humiliated on earth
than boastful in hell
I’d rather be lonely on earth
than with everyone in hell
I’d rather be hungry on earth
than full in hell
I’d rather feel pain on earth
than feel nothing at all in hell
I’ll be there
I’ll be there
Every year every month
I’ll be there
Every week every day
I’ll be there
Every hour every minute
I’ll be there
Till I make you sick
I’ll be there
After I die
I’ll be there
In heaven
I’ll be there
In our next life
Ingredient
Every one of us has the
opportunity to make changes. Changes
that are not only for a better
life today but also for eternities
sake. The levels of mistakes can all
be turned around. The fear of regret,
unforgiveness, humility or shame make
these changes painstakingly difficult.
The only ingredient that you
could start to enjoy a new
life from being hid under
a rock and getting more
moss is a shower of prayers.
It’ll convert you and magnetize
others opening doors to
saints and angels warding
off the wickedest eggs
that eventually brake.
Breaking and never becoming
a chick then a blooming
adult. Be the change
and face those levels with
courage, passion and
devotion.
Is it so hard
throw a towel in the boxing
arena of good vs. evil
because these beyond damage doings
can’t be turned around
is it so hard
to find consciousness or
help the inhumane who lost
all stability or reason
shame on you for the world
will not be handed to you on a
platter- many platters full giving
none to others is a weak
follower of no good
Jesus Photo
when I keep photos of Jesus
its seeing hope all the time
behind these long days of too hot,
too cold, too many fights, too many deaths,
too much hate, too much of everything
negative
I turn to the photo and know my
strength is in all of Jesus
when the bridge falls down
you hope there are alternative routes
when you’re out of toilet paper
you hope there’s paper towels
when you are next to a
lunatic on a bus you hope he’s
weapon free
that’s what seeing the
terrible world is like
you just hope for the best in everything
knowing in the name of Jesus
helps
after all, He is the redeemer of
the world
Learning
In all the education people
receive through all these years
past down things taught
from men changed and chopped
Interpreted many different
ways at several layers
No on will never ever
quit learning- NEVER
There’s value changing experiences
in everything and everyone
Its not through prestigious reading
but how you grew spiritually
Keep asking and always keep in
mind- what did I learn from
this incident or from this
person and how can I grow
Lost Ground
Too many to reach I needed to go
Many more to save on earth mans show
What can I do! What can I do!
Asking God with nothing more than a clue
Shall I rent a plane with a banner high
With three words only “God is alive” oh my!
Hundreds even thousands tampering with their souls
Loving caring sharing honoring God is our goals
With a nudge to my brain he said one word
Excited to tell everyone he said pray with the herd
Love Circle
Bombarded by love how can I share this mysterious feeling
Can I share myself like the orange of gradual peeling
Write endless letters telling them loves around the corner
Those who have lost another and need to be the sad mourner
Parade on cable giving hope to empty hearted nuts
No wound is so deep that it can’t be healed with guts
Many to reach in this circle of love empire crown
There’ll be so many followers that hate will die down
LOVE THY NEIGHBOR
why do I care with a heart so big?
I give to people and even give them a fig
I listen, I care and open to their hearts
I value their soul like they’re cherry tarts
I want them to know that they’re one with all
we’re all unique- either big, round or small
there’s not much of me to go ‘round and share
so help those in need- just be there and care!
Loves neighbor“Who is it?” asking war
It’s love here giving you peace
“Who is it?” asking poverty
It’s love here giving you riches
“Who is it?” asking disease
It’s love here giving you cures
“Who is it?” asking racism
It’s love here giving you unity
“Who is it?” asking hate
It’s love here giving you love
Luck
Luck never existed. Faith
in God and knowing He
can perform miracles
by just asking and believing is
quite the leap into reality.
Next time, when someone
says you’re bad luck-
tell them they have no
faith and that God wanted
it to be that way.
Fate weighs nothing if
you put all the weight
in luck.
Money
Jesus himself was told
where he was
for money. People kill for
their addiction
to drugs, alcohol or cigarettes.
People steal
to have material things
that won’t love
them back. People fight
and hold anger out of payments or
pure selfishness.
People use snobbery out of
having more
But forget meek inherit earth.
People divorce
wanting more, more and more
People and money.
When has money saddened you,
Corrupted you or
blinded you from real you.
Use common sense.
MY ALLEY IS MY HOME
Another day I go without any food
To beg for money, I’m not in the mood
Tireless and weak, I don’t want to move
Ambitions are at a limit, I have nothing to prove
I sit here in the alley, close to the trash
Hoping for anything so I don’t crumble or crash
Nights come early, I’m cold as frozen ice
What? Who’s this angel? Being so courteous and nice?
A blanket he gives me, a small bite to eat
Even some socks to warm up my feet
I bless him from my heart for what he has done
I will always thank him- forever he’ll be in the sun
Mystery lane
Living on mystery lane has its
ups and downs
What’s next is all a mystery
just like the name says
What I like is we all change
where we live everyday
One day I’m homeless, one day I’m
in a house with very little and another
day I’ll be in the biggest house
on mystery lane
We’re always learning I’ve learned that
in order to move from
mystery lane to seventh heaven street I
need to appreciate mystery lane and
share myself with all my neighbors
with compassion and heart felt love
Never forgotten
A man right next to me on the greyhound
Obviously homeless I made no attempts of sound
How’d he get a ticket I curiously pondered each mile
Did he just get on or been here quite awhile
At this one bus stop I wanted to buy him a hot meal
Then I felt awkward thinking what he would feel
Would he get mad saying he don’t need a handout
Or thankful to my thoughts or how humanity gave him doubt
I wanted so secretly to put at least a burger on his seat
Watching back from other seats with smilish happy greet
Obvious to this day it poisons my mind with guilt
This was no foundation of what needs to be built
Next week, next year
I can’t really say that I do want to know
About the heavenly place of where we go
Our guardian angels know but guide us till then
Like cats we are-- eight mere steps to heaven
I stick to my faith and hope for pearly gates
On the other side my family anxiously awaits
I imagine only beauty for everyone there
Because of the goodness we commonly share
I am at YOUR mercy and not real afraid
For myself that is- will my family soon fade?
Whatever shall come it will come in peace
Its only God who stands almighty police
Your situation
When its slammed down enough
and the burden of the world
hurts your shoulders to the
points of insanity or the
thought doesn’t matter that
it just can’t get any
worse then that’s the time
when you ask for not just
a real physical hug but a
life changing spiritual hug
that turns the slams into
a new reincarnated self
that energized into a
light bursting lamp that
was always there but
the power was turned off,
the light bulb broke or
just never plugged in
you notice your situation
could be worse, watch TV, get
more songs and catch up
to old times with the photo
album with a snack and beverage
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