Philly James

Philly James Dec 2013

We live and we learn,
From the mistakes we earn.
No one's ever perfect,
But you could at least treat them with respect.

Seeing the way they struggle,
Getting into all types of trouble.
You, just stand there and stare,
Not wanting to get involved in what's happening there.

Sometimes this person is praying within,
That you with the heart will extend help to him.
Past and future, have gone and yet to come,
But the present is here, it will help with the long run.

Just one supporter is all that they need,
Even if the entire world doesn't hear their plead.
Deep down inside they were waiting,
Waiting patiently for your awakening.

Helping out those who can't succeed,
You mustn't take it as boastful greed.
Because if you say that you helped someone,
Its by right you don't spread it out all wrong.

The note here is so simple,
You're not only special if you have a dimple.
It only depends on the path you choose,
Only when there's nothing left to lose.

Philly James Dec 2013

Taken away by the wind

My kite, was new and spotless,
It was one of the things I held dearest.
Being selfish, I never once did share my kite,
Having it destroyed was one true fright.

Even on warm windy days,
I won't borrow it to my friend who plays.
This greedy feeling built up inside,
Blinding other things from my site.

Moving along with my kite in hand,
I flew it above some grassy land.
The weather was perfect, the sky was clear,
My mind was free, I had no fear.

Birds chirping, filling the air with tune,
My kite, by the air, it was consumed.
Out of no where on this perfect day,
My kite popped the string and flew away.

My heart was broken, to a level I couldn't compare,
'What have I done, to deserve this despair?'
Starring at my kite soaring through the sky,
A trail of tears escaped my eyes.

Now I see what selfishness does,
It separates you and the things you love.
I was so blind to see,
What my greedy heart had done to me.

Standing there, staring at the kite that once was mine,
I couldn't help but smile and feel divine.
My selfishness, the kite, all my troubles were taken away,
Taken away by the wind that very day.

Philly James Dec 2013

Putting the past behind you

Walking, this simple movement,
The accepting of life's advancement.
We, as a people; take new steps,
As we forget about our regrets.

Seeing, what is laid before us,
Removing ourselves from the musk.
Knowing what is better,
Leading to a brighter future.

Talking, a way to communicate,
Having a chat or a serious debate.
We are careful about the things we say,
Being afraid that it might haunt us day by day.

Feel, the things that you have earned,
The priceless treasures you'll never burn.
Cherishing what is held dear to the heart,
Things that will never stay apart.

The simple things we do each day,
Can some day be taken away.
Unexpected or not,
People still die and then they rot.

The message now is clear,
We live our lives year to year.
Some of you not wanting to move on,
Still taking the blame for something which went wrong.

Now is my place to say,
Live life and be happy everyday.
There isn't need for unnecessary stew,
So start putting the past, behind you.

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