This is it
am done singing insane tales

your going
your leaving

then be gone
leave before dusk


this is it
am done with the agonizing lies
am not your victim of fairy tales
and the lies that you feed as truth  

This is it
Take off your mask
I can see you for the monster you are

this is it
am done with your marvelous words
that slit throats

Remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly
and clearly;
and listen to others, even the dull and
the ignorant; they too have their story.

Inside of us you should always reign
with poetry given the main game
the lamenting heart of a stars heart
like chorus in a distant land
echoing through your star lite chamber
Compassionate parts of poetry of tomorrow...
Capable of infinite sorrow
expressive eyes that see
such kindness
as much as me...

To be special in an indifferent world
makes no difference in your million years
In the mire of your worlds
you hang on to every syllable
when hurt comes in shades
you write and weep in your poetry...
A poet's life, not understood
many shake their heads and go
as each poet's days on paper are born
carrying a message to another's day
the immortal message maker of beauty
fires the souls of God's art, that cries for me...
Through my poetry my heart has grown
contacts are many that share their life
seek their poetry through each strife
sweet to all our visions giving air of love
surrounded by a blazing sphere of sweet doves ..

Since a toddler
i was taught how to carry my own Cross
my own weight

So the hopes
the dreams
I left them on the pillow
.
.
.

In a world where
everyone is battling to tear you apart
love is an illusion

So at lest
let me be somebody
instead of a nobody
that all you crave for



I've been humble
courageous
and maintained my own cause