For the rain has stopped,
And the drought has started.
For the rivers have stopped flowing,
And the crops they’ve died.
For the battle between the sun and moon has ended,
And the moon has won.
For the sound of nature has vanished,
And the silence began.
For the happiness had ended,
And the fear arised.
For that breathe had been taken,
And now it is gone.
That life is now non-living,
To heaven it’s gone.
My heart is now aching,
But I’ll be all right.
Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 6:23 PM UTC
Heroes and villains seem harder to define
when somethings happen to blur the lines
The villain style of justice may appear better than no justice at all
When the system fails the victim and makes the victim feel so small
Where are the Heros when evil abounds?
Are they still around?
Who fights for truth and justice throughout the land?
Who is brave enough to take a stand?
Remember heroes often are easily disguised as ordinary people and don't stand out in a crowd
Their anonymity allows them to work behind the scenes
they effectively crush the evil villains dreams.
The Heros tirelessly fight for truth and justice and selflessly care for others in need.
They support and encourage those that the villains of this world have knocked down.
The villains can too easily be found courtesy of our television screen they often make a showing on the 6 or 10 o clock news they are promoting violence they don't care about anyone else's views.
As far as Heros go you may discover that a Heros heart is contained inside of You.
Hero or Villain?
The choice is yours
Today you could take a stand to right some societal wrong
Today you can be strong and be a Hero to a friend or loved one or a stranger in need. To them can make a difference indeed.
Hero's Traits:
H elping
E ncouraging
R espectful
O pportunity
Perhaps these traits are within you
Be the Hero that you long to see!
May 9, 2016
May 9, 2016 at 3:36 PM UTC
I love you.
And sometimes I wish I didn't.
Because waking up without you isn't the same.
Am I really sleeping if I'm screaming your name?
You're in all my dreams,
And I'm scared to fall asleep.
I don't wanna see you if I can't ever hold you again.
The last time I saw you,
You were out with your friends.
You completely ignored me.
It hurt all over again.
My bones rattled,
And my heart sighed..
When you walked away,
I died inside.
You left and didn't even take a glance back.
But I always check my mirrors when I'm driving.
Sometimes I see you behind me,
And I'll stomp the breaks.
Only to look up to see your face.
But then it vanishes,
Just like you did.
May 9, 2016
May 9, 2016 at 3:34 PM UTC
I want to be creative
Correction
I want to have amazing streaks of imagination fill me
Until they flow out onto paper
And I want that everyday
I want the world to inspire me
I want to paint the world in a new perspective
To share it with you
May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 2:16 AM UTC
They lived in a cave with darkness and fear.
They lived in a cave with anger and sneer.
They lived in a cave with comments too might.
They lived in cave but not till tonight.
He yelled and he stomped waking them up.
He called and he gathered feeding their minds.
He rallied the many that followed his lead.
Surprise I was well I couldn’t believe.
There are thousands of people that dislike my heartbeat.
They lived in a cave and now they are free,
The words that are spoken aren’t filled with glee.
They lived in a cave and now they demand,
That my kind should leave for this is their land.
But how can I vacate this land of the free,
For my roots are embedded with indigenous plea.
Confused I am left not knowing whom to greet,
Will they extend a hand or spit at my feet?
The more that I wonder the more that I fear,
The lives of my people aren’t safe and its clear.
They lived in a cave but now they’ve come out
They lived in a cave and now there is doubt.
Should we leave?
Should we stay?
Or, should we dig our own grave?
Should we stand?
Should we pray?
Should we fight our own way?
They lived in a cave but not anymore.
That cave has been filled with the hearts of the poor.
They lived in a cave but now they have hope.
His followers will rise and we’ll have to cope.
He called us the plague that infested the land.
Well, I disagree and for that I can chant.
I will fight, I will stand.
They will not cut my wings.
I will rally and scream until we are free.
They lived in a cave and now they are free,
To speak all the nonsense and bigotry.
I thank him now for he’s proved my point,
The minority is not liked, and racism reborn.
May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 2:15 AM UTC