I read these words today
Like "when faced with overwhelming fear,
Human beings will do almost anything to survive,
****, lie, steal, pray... anything,
Whatever gives them hope that each breath they take won't be their last,
As long as hope remains,
the human will is stronger than steel..

It's when all hope is lost is lost,
That human behaviour reaches its basest form,
And actions that once seemed inconceivable to a rational person become real possibilities..
In desperate minds"

And it got me thinking like..
How many times have I had a one time chance,
To change everything,
To change me...
And all that clouded me was fear,
Fear of being misunderstood,
Seem an outcast, different and at times rude,
Fear that "oh I think he's loosing it" with a pinch of sympathy..
is all I'll get from the people around me
Every productive thought was choked by fear.

And I thought...
may be some dreams don't come true coz
I don't want em bad enough,
Bad enough to scare the hope that I'm moving,
While reality is nursing me
I'm ******* crawling..

I got me thinking,
May sometimes it's okay if people don't get it
Coz sometimes even I don't get them
The decisions they make seem far fetched
But then...
Then they make it
We all do,
in our own little words
Filled with true gaffes and laughs..

Maybe I can do it..
We all can..
We just
Need to want it
That ******* bad

There's spring and there's summer, there's all that's in between
no listless skies of anodyne; now nature flaunts and preens

What beauty fills the hungry eye 'neath a sky of blue, serene
verdant vales soaked in sun, awash in palettes of green

There are pastels that awaken and deep shades that passion brews
created hues that trickle...sprinkled with 'chartreuse'

There's the green of 'asparagus' and that of 'artichokes'
Of 'forest', 'ferns' , of 'moss', a brush of different strokes

Fragrant plants of 'mint', then 'myrtle' and 'green tea'
'Emerald', 'jade' or 'harlequin' and 'malachites' that be

Off creamy shells, just 'pistachio', 'green apples', then of 'pines'
It lies too in 'sap' and 'teal', in 'avocados' and tangy 'lime'

There's green of the 'mantis', in 'jungle', 'hunters' and 'shamrock'
The lithe 'parakeet' fluttering and the lazy sanguine 'croc'

In blessed 'basil', ' pickle', in 'pear', 'olives' in 'bottle green'
'Gourds' and 'peas' that farmers grow in cultivars pristine

'Tis there in 'aqua' and 'seaweed', in the ripple of 'sea green' waves
In 'turtles', 'sea foam', 'anemone' and a 'tropical glistening lake'

From 'laurel green' to an 'army green' , in 'sage' ( a shade of grey )
The color of 'grass' , the murky 'swamp' , hues in array

There's 'neon' and an 'Indian green', a 'Persian' one to mystify
A 'midnight green' to bright 'fluorescent', oh, for green rainbows in the eye

I'm not a smart man
Which is good
Because love is stupid

Be there with me Lord,
as I climb the mountain;
as I struggle onward,
to drink from Your true fountain.

Give me strength from sinning,
give me a touch of grace;
keep me on the narrow path,
that leads right to Your place.

Let me be forgiving Lord,
from injuries received;
give me Your just wisdom,
from which I'm not deceived.

Give me a heart that's full of love,
for every human being;
let me be Your shining light,
of strangers I am seeing.

Be there with me Lord,
still my insurrection;
and don't forget my soul,
on my day of resurrection!