i.

Ernesto L. Gonzales
Aka "DedPoet";
A prayer up to heaven
As the angel's awaiteth and knoweth.

ii.

Thou hath blessed us all
With thy beauty and difference;
Not like the rest, one of the great's, the best
A man, a king, an angel amongst the innocent.

iii.

This is not thine death
This is thy new birth;
Put thy faith in god, not creature's nor human facade's
For seraph's and cherub's awaiteth thee,in the creator's church.

iv.

This is for thee, one of mine dearest supporter's
Thou art a friend, though didst not talk much;
I still felt thine pen, thine hand of gratitude
Thine family is blessed, to hath known a being of beatitude.

v.

Thy word's shalt liveth on, thither the great paradise
Thou shalt not be forgotten, thou art worth more in ourn eye's;
As thy life, is not worth material money nor gem's
Thy life is priceless, because it's from God, awaiting thee friend.

vi.

Ernesto L. Gonzales, a Godsend to Hellopoetry
Ernesto L. Gonzales, half divine messenger, part mortal breed;
Ernesto L. Gonzales, I thanketh thee for all thou hath done
Ernesto L. Gonzales, Jehovah's eternal poet, a chosen one.




May god bless you and your family ernesto, as remember poet friend Ernest, what a doctor said isn't always a death sentence, only Christ and god the father is your doctor, Christ heals ernesto all!!! Though if he does take you friend, may your soul rest in heaven, may the angel's bless you on your journey, and may you continue to speak your poetry in soul and spirit form,
May God bless you dedpoet, and have faith,
Your friend.
Brandon Cory Nagley...

©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Ernesto L. Gonzales[aka DedPoet) dedication

You cant call your self a dad
If  you were never there
If you were a good dad
Wouldn't you think we would tell you that?

Cesar you are so selfish!
Did you not see we were struggling?
Then for you to call and say
"Tell the kids I died I don't want anything to do with them"

Wake up you are a cheat
And you were so sweet
To all the other women you were with
It was neat that all you cared was about your self

Do you even remember who paid for you
When you were stuck in jail
Who sent 100 dollars each month
Well get this it was my mom

A single mother with courage
Who had 3 kids with you
Its discouraging that she stayed with you that long
Who in the right mind would?

As far as I know you have had six kids
And you don't have the decency to call?
All you know what to do is have kids
Is that all your good for?
What i can see thats all!

The accuser
Is really the
Predator,

The prey
Always falls victim
To these predators,

And after their done ******
Us victim's,
They
Apologize,
And say they didint realize what they were doing.
How could you not know,
You are the predator.
Us victim's though,
We dust our feet
And get back up.

Impure is my mind,
The gnawing desires,
Unfulfilled, weakening neurally
My being, second by second.
Not millions of them
A dozen, may be.
Whom can I disclose,
Gripped with fear,
Of getting trapped
For lives?

we can't erase what is already on a canvas
but we can always paint over it

Have gotten message's from other troll's, go troll in another hole,
Troll!

I wanna make a dream
wish to make them true
why can't I close my eyes
As I have bad dream so many times

I wanna be happy
want to have a big smile
how can my face be bright
As I have cried for whole night

Sometimes I envisage,
what summons time would bring, to place me in the worst situation,
how much it can allow pain,
because
till today, I am smiling at every pain.
It can try to make me cry,
and I dare to smile again.

Sometimes I just like to look at the walls, at least they will actually listen to me.
It seems their better friends than other humans.

When all else faileth
Let me and thine own amour queen Jane;
Powerfully prevaileth.


©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedication/Filipino rose
©Lonesome poets poetry