robert-w-kodama
i write to express my anger,or is it the hurt,either way i have found it has to have an outlet or it burns me. / just a poet on a motorcycle / i learned. be honest with yourself, im not the cream of crop, my education 7th grade at best. i have always lived and did things the most brutal way possible. the satisfaction of a job well done . during this 48 year endurance i watched others, picked their quality's, dismissed their failn. i am no failure, i have limited means, but never done without for long. i do not measure myself against others, only by the joy within my self, the help i lend, the path i broaden for others to follow. i love my Son Robert A Kodama. i can build anything, i can run any type of equipment, these things come natural, i count them as gifts. i am nobody from nowhere, i'm a sinner, i'm forgiven. i have been a mean sob, i've been a loving bastard. it has gotten me this far. in my future, i will love more an stop cutting things so close to the bone. R.W. Kodama
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