I watched you begin,
no one ever filled the space in between so beautifully,
as every place you reach becomes the future,
as right now is every moment,
I watched you move,

I wrote my songs for the dead

The sun
I watched you rise,
nothing ever as pure as the way you shine,
no darkness can withstand,
every star is the center,
I saw your light,

And wrote my songs for the dead,

fears,
spirits hear my voice,
carry me on the wind as a feather,
and melody,
harmony,
it's possible,

dreams,
as morning breaks over you,
over the land, I hear you breathe,
and melody,
harmony,
it's possible.

The headlines are always bad news
Screams pull the night apart
Low tearing an old would open
To never heal
He said he loved her
I can't blame it on the the Tetons

What once was beauty
Colors change then fade to black
art becoming nothing
I don't even know how to story goes
Lions and lambs
But this autumn growing colder

The Frontlines inside my head are raging
Dreams fail down around me
Sorrowful September
With leaves falling
I never knew her favorite band
I can't blame it on the Tetons

It must have been Hell
Those eyes so cold
Those eyes which once were loving
And even the angels cried
He said he loved her
I never knew her favorite band
Rest in peace Gabby Petito

When we were young
we’d set our guns to stun,
play war game,
and make fairytales
to tell ourselves
that everything
would be ok.

But in modern days
machine gun ways
keep blowing us away.

Lies get harder to accept
and our innocence
gets harder to protect,
so ignorance becomes
the preferred state.

Halloween horror monsters
become less chilling than
those modern killing men,
and evading destruction
becomes an impossible feat.

While those who try
to fight the guys who lie
end up napping in
the dirt beneath our feet.

I am stumped,
shoulders slumped
as I stumble off in defeat,

and all that remains
to mark the pains
of our passing race
of humanity
is the poetry we leave.

The devil comes to steal.
He works in mysterious ways!
He is a taker of life.
He comes without warning
His arrival is never known

The pain of a life lost he know not!
Why does he pounce unexpectedly 
Leaving no time to prepare 
It might be gradual 
Adding to the pain and helplessness 
Or sudden where we expect not

Why does he take what he hasn't given
He is a thief, robbing and sapping the joy out of us
He is undeserving of anything yet leaves us devoid
The misery of the loss unbearable 
No love spared but the cultivation of hate.
With a heavy heart, we mourn the loss

A visionary taken from us
Our lives will never be the same
We have a legacy to pass on
To inspire the progeny
To dream of a future with no bounds
The future of Wakanda, not a forgotten empire
It is the the rebirth of a new nation under one flag.
Long live Chadwick and a dream fulfilled!

Does true love exist!
If it does, does it die. 
Does it truly end. 
What if anything can lead to the ebbing away of that which we truly treasure.
What would that be?
This is the million dollar question!

If you knew what it is.
How do you come back from it?
This I would truly desire to know 
To learn not to walk on egg shells
If anything, life is to be lived to it's potential. 
Sitting back, second guessing does no one any good.

Love is kind and gracious.
It has no harm intent
So why do we feel hurt and harmed in the hand of our loved ones.
How do we live each moment in love without all the fears.
Is to leave another to love them. 
What about true love.
Unending love that promises to endure

Truly, I have lived and seen what true love is about 
It loves without judgement.
It encourages and supports the other.
True love truly can be unending.
It's the meshing of all to abound in beauty.

We are certainly fallible
We fall short many a times
We wrong and hurt those we love 
But do we truly mean to do it.

Do we set out with intentions to continually harm those we love.
Certainly we don't, unless, we don't mean to love
I love with my heart. 
It often hurts not being clear about it
I know I can love with my actions. 

I have loved and felt the hurt of love taken away.
In hindsight guilt envelops
Through out omission or neglect.
We've ravaged a heart that we once loved.
I believe in true unending love.

The kind of love that endures 
To persevere is to win
We truly want to love with no conditions 
Love that warms the heart
It feels good to be loved and to love
I have loved you and that made me whole
Fighting for this love is what I choose to do.
True love reigns supreme

As I stare at the sea
There goes my Sorrows
Such serenity isn't transient

The sea with it constant roar
Ignites in us that passion
A burning desire

Truly, flames can be quelled with water
Plumes of smoke ever present
Leaving behind ashes to be blown away.