Cameron Godfrey

Cameron Godfrey Jun 2013

I wonder what he did
With those pictures on his wall
If he loved them and kept them
Or let go of them all
Those photos and paintings
The pictures of us
Did he betray them
The way he betrayed my trust?
I wonder what he did
To those innocent pics
Left them like he left me
Lonely and sick

I'm not even this mad

Cameron Godfrey Jun 2013

Matthew Douglas Blair

First of all I pray
That everyone could say
That they remembered a name
I pray that every one
Can remember those daughters and sons
That aren't all the same

Secondly I beg
That every broken leg
Heals with grace and ease
Every broken heart
Feeling torn apart
Can heal.
I beg, please

Most of all I want
A world that doesn't haunt
My mind with disrespect
Most of all I need
A world that's free of greed
Is that too much to expect?

That's the name I remembered. One person among an army is still one person. I couldn't leave without remembering one name. It felt wrong to leave with nothing. Forgetting everything is the same as never seeing anything at all.

Cameron Godfrey Jun 2013

Scarce

The happiness is scarce
But the tears are plentiful
Stories unwritten
But bound to be pitiful

The happiness is scarce
Joy's rare but pain's common
You see it on the streets
With the crimes and the bombings

The happiness is scarce
A source un-renewable
So we store it for later
And ignore all the beautiful

The happiness is scarce
But we refuse to use it
Maybe that's why
We continue to lose it

The happiness is scarce
But the tears are plentiful
The only way to stop it
Is to make it all wonderful

I think that maybe if we used up all of the happiness the only consequence would be a small struggle to make more. And maybe that struggle will build something beautiful. Now first we've got to find away to get the happiness

Cameron Godfrey Jun 2013

Maybe Someday.

Maybe someday
Words will be more than words
Tears will be more than tears
Somebody speaks
Somebody hears

Maybe someday
Ears will be more than ears
Eyes will me more than eyes
You see, you hear
Understand. Realize

That maybe someday
Words will be more than words
They'll be lyrics with meaning
And maybe that day
The world will be gleaming

So I wrote a poem
This is that poem.

These notes are just getting more and more profoundly sentimental ain't they

Cameron Godfrey May 2013

Your Story

Build a bridge
Get over it
It's your life
Take hold of it

Nothing glitters
Nothing's gold
But it's your life
And it's yours to hold.

So polish it well
So that it will glisten
Tell your story
No matter who listens

For it's your story
It's yours to be told
'Cause it's your story
And it's yours to hold.

Cameron Godfrey May 2013

Censorship

Censor it.
Withhold it.
Nobody wants to know.
Don't ask. don't tell.
Don't spill. Don't show.

Censor it.
Withhold it.
Keep in under locks.
Think it, okay
But say it, do not.

Censor it.
Withhold it.
They don't want your opinion.
Society's your leader.
And you are its minion.

*Don't be its minion

I wrote a poem about cheating on tests and why people do it. But I guess it's wrong to expose that.
I just wanted to show that maybe if people cared more about learning and less about grades we could stop it. Kids cheat because they care more about their grades than they do about learning. That's disgusting, isn't it?

Cameron Godfrey May 2013

Lessons in Love

You taught me how to love
You made me feel like flying
You have raised me up
When I was on the verge of crying

You taught me how to love
When all I knew was hate
You taught me out to feel
Happiness, not ache

I couldn't ask for more
For *you taught me how to love
I couldn't thank you more
But thanks will never be enough.