It's late and
as the moon remains in the sky for several
more hours to glimmer through our
bedroom windows and all the world is
asleep except for me, all I can think is that
I miss you ...
And that's all I have to say about that.

Dance with me, darling
Dance with me under the stars
And the glimmer of the moon.
Dance with me, darling
Sweep me off my feet
And make me swoon.
Dance with me, darling
Hold me in your arms
And let's sway to and fro.
Dance with me, darling
Just hold me close
And don't let go.
Oh darling, just dance with me

You know you're a poet
When you have walked the tightropes
Of being placed into a confined label
And still look up to a brighter sky of hope.

You know you're a poet
When you hear echoes of voices
That resonate within your mind
From all the mistakes and bad choices.

You know you're a poet
When you can see shades of colour
Within a black and white film
And see value beyond the dollar.

You know you're a poet
When the winter comes you cheer
For all the new found imagery
Like the sight of snow that is white clear.

You know you're a poet
When spring has arrived
You think of a spring in a step
and how a pen-spring is alive.

You know you're a poet
When heartbreak is motivation
For a chance to write sullen words
And heart ache becomes a wonderful creation.

Beauty is a state
Of mind. But all of our minds
Have been corrupted.

Don't leave me I asked softly
Don't leave me because of my illness.
Don't leave me I asked softly
Don't leave me because my days are difficult.
Don't leave me I asked softly
Don't leave me because my illness is not your burden.
Don't leave me I asked softly
Don't leave me because my illness won't allow me to love you right.
Don't leave me I asked softly
Don't leave me because I still love you.
Don't leave me I asked softly
Don't leave me because I wouldn't know what to do without you.
Don't leave me I asked softly
Don't leave me because I am still so terrified.
Don't leave me I asked softly
Don't leave me because you can't deal with it.
... Wait, where are you going?
Please don't leave me I asked softly.
Don't leave me because I don't know what to do without you ...

The war has started:
There is no denying that society is
Deteriorating.
All this racism, sexism, hate
Is aggravating
And is now activating
Another war
In which we will have to fight
Yet again
And begin delegating
And advocating
For what is right
And choose our leaders wisely
In this war that is generating
And is just so devastating
To think about and watch people
Suffocating
And separating.
But it's not too late:
We can still fight
And not further activate
This dangerous state
And end up having to put on armor plates to protect ourselves
Or having to relocate
Because it is no longer safe.
So let us concentrate
And focus on having out voices heard
Before it is too late
And the world decimates.