A merciless master
With the passing of every friend
my heart does strive against
the certainty of my own fatal end
While my youth is buried alive
my mind tries to rectify
how life’s simply given to satisfy time.
A life isn’t built, but reached
For you cannot carry with you
true treasures of yesterday
as time claims them as his own
Memories are traded for the life I’ve left behind
In a vengeful act, I defy time
Giving a piece of my life to those I meet, until there’s nothing left for time to steal
For time is the master of this mortal body
and a merciless master is he
Dec 17, 2021
Dec 17, 2021 at 10:27 PM UTC
They say life isn't fair
of that there's no doubt
But don't waste a moment
Trying to figure it out
Well life's just a vapor
Carried by the wind
Uncertain where it's going
But rushing to the end
You can’t count tomorrow
It’s stolen away
Just count your blessings
You gotta live for today
Life lasts a moment
Then slips away
There may be no tomorrow
Better live for today
When you're hurting
Wrapped up in pain
You know there’d be no sorrows
Without life's greatest gains
So the heartache I'll face
Up to the end
I know I'll see her
I'll see her again
You can’t count tomorrow
It’s stolen away
Just count your blessings
You gotta live for today
Life lasts a moment
Then slips away
There may be no tomorrow
Better live for today
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 5:15 AM UTC
A cloud of despair
A puff of hope
Every chance of redemption
Is but a screen of smoke
Behind the façade
Lurk arcane deals and shameless lies
Leave only the what ifs
And the wonder whys
Deception, despair
Who really cares
Propagating the notion
That life should be fair
We've built a world
Where flesh is king
We must fill the king's coffers
With new, shiny things
We give money our worship
And fame our praise
We denigrate morality
And nurture the depraved
With ignorant audacity
We declare ourselves wise
Birthing debauchery and malevolance
As innocent blood cries
In the name of self-actualization
We reject a Holy God
Encouraging moral departure
With a wink and a nod
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 6:57 PM UTC
I was there when you were hurting
I was there when you were scared
I was right beside you
When you thought that no one cared
You're waiting on a miracle
That's right before your eyes
I've bottled every drop
Of the tears that you've cried
Just ask and you'll receive it
If only you believe
I'll calm the storm and dry your eyes
So you can clearly see
The trinkets of this world
Build a wall between you and me
You're trapped within your prison
I'm just trying to set you free
Take a look around you
How cruel the world can be
I died to save you from it
Just ask and you'll receive
Just ask and you'll receive it
If only you believe
I crushed the wall the world built
So you could get to me
May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 10:56 AM UTC
He didn't meet many expectations
With the shell that he wore
Though the people gave nothing
They expected more
He'd stroll into town
With the clothes on his back
And the tools he would need
In an ancient, holey bag
He'd search out those
In need of repair
A leaky roof
Or a broken chair
This man seemed to know something
About every field
He'd smooth bumpy roads
Even doctored wounds 'til they healed
There was never a charge
For the service he rendered
One need only ask
And perhaps remember
**If a stranger's in need
And passes your way
Just give him a hand
That's my pay**
The more that he helped
The more tradesmen would fuss
*This man's stealing the thunder
That belongs to us*
So the tradesmen all gathered
And plotted and planned
The weapons they chose
Were not in their hands
They began to spread lies
*This is our competitors' ruse
If he keeps freely working
Consider the business we'll lose*
They convinced the masses
In spite of all he had done
*This enemy among us
Is a dangerous one*
So this strange humble servant
Who was mocked in the end
Had no one defend him
Not one single friend
If you'll lend me your ear
I'll return it with truth
The enemy among us
Is me and you
Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 6:03 PM UTC
I'm really not a poet
But I do love to write
My words are pretty simple
And that exemplifies my life
I've never chased a dollar
But hard work's a faithful friend
Let no one think "he's lazy"
When the light of day's at end
Everything I've ever wanted
Live between these walls
And if I slip a little bit
I've a few good friends to call
Darkness had nothing for me
Just left me lonely, cold, and black
I learned to count my blessings
Not curse the things I lack
I believe in Christian values
But I don't always do what's right
I just do my best, repent the rest
And keep walking in the light
Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 7:30 AM UTC
What is it that holds the oceans back
or makes the flowers bloom
what is it that hangs with precision the sun
and makes it to chase the moon
What is it that makes us savor love
and makes our minds to dream
what gives a baby his first breath
and just the right air to breathe
What makes us long for something more
Contentment, a school boy's crush
We chase it around 'til we think it's cornered
But it always escapes in a rush
We're all searching for something deeper
Something beyond our mortal power
We won't find it in our vices
Or atop the Ivory Tower
I found the answers in eternal hope
And everything unseen
My treasures lie on the other side
This life is but a dream
Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 9:32 AM UTC
He passed in double yellow
Like he was heading to a fire
Really nothing to you
Yet it provoked your righteous ire
Would it make a difference
If you felt the fiery flames
Watched a simple man's dreams
Consumed in a flippant blaze
Would it make a difference
If you saw his baby trapped inside
Or counted the tormentous days
'til his agony would subside
That waitress was a little rude
Like she wasn't really there
She just found her husband cheating
And she's aware that no one cares
Her heart is shattered inside
But she tries to paint on a smile
The darkness is overcoming
Her future bleak and vile
Could it make a difference
To someone lonely, hurt, and lost
If we measured our words and actions
And we stopped to count the cost
Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 8:52 AM UTC
There's no secret
just stories to be told
of Love anew
or lovers of old
Not just of people
But love of things
Perhaps a flower
Or bird as it sings
Whether it be nature
Or matters of the heart
The simplest of occurrences
Has a poetic spark
Observation
marrying fantasy
experience
begetting reality
A poet's table
Is a smorgasbord
Consume all you like
There'll always be more
Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 1:33 PM UTC
**Can he get angry
Without being convicted**
*Can she cry
Without being rejected*
**When she's hurting
Does he feel the pain**
*Is she fanning
The lover's flame*
*Is she suspicious
When he's late at work*
**Does he still embrace her
When she's at her worst**
*At the end of the day
Is he still the one
Whose fiery passion
Could melt the sun*
**When the day is dark
Is she still the one
Whose brilliant smile
Could pale the sun**
True love's the hope
We most all cling to
But to find it
We must first be true
For we won't find it in strength
Inspiring awe
We find it in weakness
In the ugliest flaws
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 7:13 PM UTC