Deep within this heart of mine
a child weeps for salvation
I feel his tears, I hear him pine
a train stuck at the station
no understanding, no rational thought
ignored and shooed away
acceptance is all he ever sought
yet it never came his way
and now together we walk as one
we fight, but invariably lose
poetic justice comes undone
for the child is my muse

I steer clear of chaos,
I see ‘em everywhere,
it’s quite naturally normal
these drivers unaware…

The anticipation warns
the arrival of a pending storm.
The karmic wheel repeats..
Chaos is life’s biggest thief…

Something
must have gone astray..
Somehow
their bitter made them gray..

Their vibration is very low
the dark side of the matrix
has snagged their souls..

Do yourself a favor
don’t let them pull you in.
Steer clear of the chaos
and all the special drama
chaos lends..

My home is my living space,
my comfort space, my creative space,
an environment of inspiration,
good vibes, and memories.