Humans are something that amazes me every single day. Their sparks of genius in the most peculiar of places. Their passion to do the impossible, and their love to be better than before. Though, like any creation with a consciousness, it tends to lose its way. War, death, pain, and suffering brings out the worst parts in the human heart. For it will come a day where these things fade from existence and they see beyond the crystal sea. They will push away the mud from their eyes and embrace one another, and their souls will be cleansed by purist blood. Again, I must not dwell on a future to come, but ask myself the question, *“What will I do in this life so that the human race can reach the promise place?”

We stood together in the dark
My arms around your neck
Your's at my waist,
Whispering sweet nothings to me
Now my heart was beating twice the average speed,
but it wasn't because of our breaths mingling together
or because your full pink lips were only inches from mine
NO,

It was because my heart knew the truth before my mind comprehended it
That behind the collar hide a different man
a man who plays with me only in the dark
but in the light of day preaches the word of god and points out the sins that i'm guilty of.
Never touching me the way you do in the dark,
in fear of others' judgement;
afraid that i will ruin your  ' i am a man of god' act

I should have known from the first time we embraced,
the way i hugged you with all my might never wanting to let you go
only to have felt your one arm ******* excuse of a hug in return.

'What are your goals in life'?- i asked you
You replied- 'To show you how much you mean to me and more'
Here you filled me with a sense of hope I've only ever dreamed of feeling
How naive of me to think that you've never said those exact words  to another women.
A women for example whom patiently awaits your arrival at home.
For behind that collar hides a man who still plays the game deceiving so many then kicks them to the curb.
Well you did teach me one thing and for this i am thankful

Love is a game, you either play the game or get played,
Or you can simply take a seat on the bench.
I've kept that bench warm far to long and yet i still got played even when i wasn't  playing.
But I've had enough of being the bench warmer and i'm ready to play the game.

these last few days have been so hot
one seeks a retreat somewhere cool
bathing the skin in a blue water spot

the sea's touch an ideal locale of lot
feeling the splashing waves curling spool
these days few days have been so hot

steeping one's frame parched of knot
gladly partaking with the soaking fool
bathing the skin in a blue water spot

as the thermometer rises to high trot
one hankers for the appeal of a pool
these last few days have been so hot

how divine sensing a refreshing plot
covering the fever with an ocean's tool
bathing the skin in a blue water spot

December's sun is relentless of mot
where one must escape its sool
these last few days have been so hot
bathing the skin in a blue water spot