Wene  things go wrong and make you feel bad,
Remember those worse off
Who have good reason to feel sad,
Like the man without a leg
To a wheelchair he is confined,
he will  pity the man that can not see
becouse he is blind,
And the blind man though in darkness
Shows no defeat,
For he pity's the millions
Who face each day with nothing to eat,
But even the man without food
never gives up and crys,
For he pity's  the mother
Nursing her child as it dies,

The planet is being destroyed by idiots,
They build ugly houses
which they fill with with furniture
Made from ***** forests,
I would rather witness the earth's beauty in life
Than to take home dead souveniers,

Dropping slowly
slipping down a rainbow,
floating softly
can you feel the wind blow,
gently gliding way up high,
I have no wings but I can fly,
sea of purple sky of love,
let me swim like a fish
and fly like a dove,
mystery trip of mine ,
leed me through this world divine,
enhance my trance now let it flow,
tell me things that I don't know,
now iv opened the doors in my mind,
I have true sight now
I'm not blind,
I saw many things along my way,
the wisdom of the night
breaking up the day,
if day had no night
then nothing would stop,
night brings rest
it's nature's time clock,
I open up a door
that doesn't have a room,
everything is clear
my mind is in full bloom,
travelling down a tunnel
in a kaleidoscopic rush,
witnessing the beauty
normality seems to crush,
your mind is like a river
a river of many streams,
by forgeting all your thoughts
you can drift into your dreams,

Some words are short and others are long,
Words for a poem and words for a song,
Words are my wisdom the power of the pen,
My words engrave thoughts and images
in the heads of other men,
words of tranquillity or word's of rage,
Let the word's that I write leap from the page,

A gathering girl
Walked through the garden of confusion,
Gathering blooms into her basket
Before they are lost And wilt into defusion,
Leaving behind Those that bare thorns,
For these are the ones
that greet you with horns.