I'm never going to love again,
I put it under my heel and
So never to love I crushed
It till nothing was left.

Never will I be wounded
By that which once bleed
Tears for love lost, I'll
Never have to feel the pain
once again.

I am doing fine with out
This beat, that tortured
Moments of my life, it's
Never missed no longer
Do I have to explain why.

I will never have to say
With regret good bye, as
With out the beat inside
I will not have to say I
Love you. As love I crushed
Under my foot never to
Feel it's loss ever again.

We are but information on
the highway of life, programmed
from birth what will get us through
the program that is called life.

We are numbers in a crowd, a digit
in a system that sees all around. Are
code may disrupted by a virus or
degraded code and are information
may erode no longer apart of the code.

Life is but digits, and we travel its
highway of information from birth
till are code is buried when old..

Each cut a scream held
Within, I don't know
Why I can't scream, I
Try to find why these
Battles I can't fight scream
From within.

I can't release these feelings
Held on to so tight, I am a cut
That will be to deep, a scream
That will bleed out my life, but
That mistake comes at a price.

I don't want it to end, I
Don't want to give up
This fight called life. But
The scars will always be
There, faded but a reminder
That I couldn't scream and
Blood was my pain dripping
Out.

My pages are filled with
misery, dark drawing
pollute the pages of my
life written down, I have
been tormented through
life not anymore.

I ripped pages out to forget those
times, what was done to me, but
hate sewed the pages back in
to remind me what made me
who I have now become.

My pages are filled with rips,
the scars that I was given for
being different from you,
but those pages have healed
and I moved on.

My book is of misery, but I have
not let the past rule me, I have
turned new pages never letting
misery rule, instead I turned it
and made my self strong.

Palm to palm
fingers touch,
one felt by another
in unison two become
one as each touch.

A prayer is formed
with these two hands
in god they trust, words
are spoken to that which
they hope will hear each
word spoken and in the
almighty they trust.

On bended knee or where
they wish these two clasped,
to hear the words spoken out.

A belief that some one is listening
and there prayers may be answered,
because there faith keeps them
strong, and in there religion
they hold in there heart so much..

In the light there are no secrets
everyone can see, no voices are
needed, judgment of others with
a first look, no need for talking
already preconceptions of what
is seen.

The light shines it shows the
flaws the beauty that can be seen,
we see what we wish it hides
nothing, for the light opens up
everything to what can be seen.

We see with are eyes, judgment
what we seem to wear, a voice
heard not caring only what seen
with eyes.  We can judge before
knowing, for those may be a
friend but for the shallow looks
are the most important things.

The light shines upon us, showing
the racism, sexism, the look of
one not liking another in the light
hatred can easily breed. there is
much beauty around, but it can
lead to misconceptions as people
look on the surface as light only
shows the outside, not what cant
be seen.

We all must move past this, as its
not what we see on the outside but
the beauty that can be within.

As Moon comes
To Earth every night
To court her affection
In the presence
Of a million Stars
Yet oblivious of their stare
Only focused on his love
Scaling her in circles
Never tiring, ever following
In orbital woos...

So will I circle you my love,
Till you say yes...*


© Raphael Uzor

May death come swiftly
On wings made of dreams
One visit is all I need

To be rid of this vessel
That holds me here
On this decision I'm still unclear

One minute you pray for sleep with no waking
Then see your young child and wonder what was I thinking

A wife tries to comfort what she does not understand
I guess in the end it's all in ones hands

Not mine ,not yours nor anyone else
But only the one who created us all will tell

When our time on this world is finally through
Will the weight be lifted once and for all
Or will we continue to stumble and fall

Madness gripping me
My soul sits in darkness
South of heaven

Fantasy and reality
Life and death
The line blurred

All light extinguished
Alone in darkness
Screams of the ****** haunting me

Sleep brings restless dreams
Waking brings anger and pain
A new path starting

No remorse
No conscience
Numb

Rage begging for release
So tired
Conflicted,torn

War inside
All consuming
Faith destroyed

I've often wondered if sometimes, if at all
There's a part of you-even if just a tiny bit
That resents me for the things I've taken away
Without your knowledge
It's justifiable you know,
I'll understand if you do
I mean I resent me too at times
I wouldn't blame you

But you, with eyes wide closed,
Heart open look beyond all of me
And I realize,

Things aren't always black and white
There's a thin line in between
Harboring all that's good within,
Looking beyond the imperfections,
And it's you.
You're the warm blanket we all need,
A perpetual calendar of inspiration for me
And most.
Let your aspirations guide to better things,
Be drawn to success like a moth to a flame,
Careful not to burn your wings,
Or to let people step on your cape
You're more than what you see in the mirror
The love you have within you radiates
To form an everlasting echo that transcends
Beyond definition
Finding reflections of each other in our hearts
And that's where , not anywhere else
We'll keep each other safe, warm and protected
For someday, this is all we'll have-memories

I had thought over tea
About my little city

Western civilization
The decay of our nation

Moral compromise
Our leaders speak lies

I just want the truth
A return to what's right

Doesn't look like we'll get that
Not without a fight

The kingdom of stone
under a mountain of
gold, greed was the
downfall of those hoarded
was much from the earth
rock and stone.

The halls flowed with light,
reflected from the candles
in the great halls, to keep
the darkness from consuming
the treasure to illuminate them in the light.

But though it gleams, it will
always yearn to always return
from where it came, back in to
the ground in darkness for it
to sleep once again.

So the earth was angered by what
was stole, its beauty ripped out
leaving gaps in its soul, the earth
moved, shuddered under foot. And
the mountain did fall,  once where
treasure did gleam under stems of
light.

Now once again, it fights
reclaimed by the earth
Never again to see the light
Embraced in rock and stone