i meander at the
depths of rock bottom stumbling
upon newfound grace and
gratitude.

the spiking stone all around
is dull to the eyes but makes
the ever-blue sky
come alive.

when i reach up to
touch it, i know that
i am too small to caress
those faint cotton candy
wisps.

but in my dreams,
i greet the sunrise by
perching on the shoulders
of those who dare to rise
above.

There was once a man whom I was suppose to look up too.

He failed my whole family, this man I call dad.

When I tell you I love you it is just a formality, I don't like to be rude.

You always say how proud you are for me joining the air force.

I suppose I do owe you and all my mothers lousy suitors the credit.

Once I realized you were **** I decided to never be like you,

it gave me the motivation to push myself to always be a better man.

So from the bottom of my heart I thank you for never being there!

and it was when i realized
that every single person in the room paled in comparison to you
that the colour drained from my face.

ah ****, i was in love.

Are not

ALL politicians

Tax collectors

Thieves

Liars

Perjurers

Murderers

Forgerers

All by the nature of their trade

Selected by their kind

A midnight break.
The burning door. Manslaughting
begins. Dehumanizing. Terra firma cries.

A new fall. Moon is
fading rains tears. An unborn
god dies. Somewhere you are caged.

Night terrors. A lilly shuts
the eyes. The blind iris starts searching
Buddha in the garden of the love.