Lost in a world of
fire, lust, and greed
A world full of
***, drugs, and questionable
family trees
They say this is a country of
freedom'yet
we are jailed in a morally lost
civilization
crime, power, and lust
are the peoples choice
whatever happened to real love,
family, not who owns the Rolls Royce?
Big mansions, adulterated *** and
fame
are nothing to compare
to those who have parents, spouses,
and children
who really care

How can we change it
but to be a better example?

Reflections of the light
of the soul in your eyes
move me

The angels were laughing and singing
and I could hear them
yes I could
tis it any wonder
for I should
yes, I should
and angel
three dimension
time? again?
to follow the direction
of one's invention
Oh! wonder!
why one creates life in hell
to miss the singing
the ringing
of angel bells
to return, yes
the memory
color, sound, and love
above
somewhere
somewhere? anywhere?
there? No, here
here?
no there
everywhere
Yes, I can hear them
the angels
singing
remembering
tis it any wonder?

Tis a question of time
that bringeth my words
simultaneous or vanished
I wonder the worlds
Tis it here or there
now or then
hath it gone away
or doth it play again
I hath sought reality
to ask which one
would it be tomorrow
or that which is done
Must it be one to suppose
a looketh upon lines
choosing thy path
amongst many of a time
Millions of possibles
thou has in thy hands
or tis but a chance
or of thine own plans
and what reality
twould you play
a destiny
or thy own
I ask thee
is it preplanned
the winding road
home?

A shooting star takes my wish
across the heavens straight to you
gleaming a gold and silver hue
there in the midnight
sky
My hear bursts with loves glitter
sparkling with magic and fire
heightening my souls desire
aching my depth
inside
A ribbon made of cloud stuff
wrapped around my hopes and dreams
you are the one who hold the keys
to take them and
untie

She's sitting on the edge of stone
looking across the blue
a white rose in her hand
rememberance of a tune
a song of angels
playing in the air
over and over she turns the rose
his voice is everywhere
Her dress is all wet
tears falling down
she does'nt really care
another drop to the ground
Empty porcelin
with a pretty face
a soul entwined
to his heavenly space
she laughs a whisper
and drops the rose
looks up to the heaven
a stairway flows
she sees her image
lost out there
then she takes
to the clouded stairs
she embraces herself
her soul with tears
and now a smile
love in the mirror
down she goes
back to the stone
angels singing
no more alone

The sun is hot
on my back
slight breeze through my hair
birds singing
leaves swishing
beauty everywhere
Thoughts of you
enter my heart
as I feel this wonderous day
warm inside
eyes glitter
tears on the way
from the sky's stars
I'll look this eve
to find one shining bright
all around
infinity
there with you
tonight