Pain, yes “pain” make us strong
Exercise it or suffer along
Feed back is what we seek
We’re all a bunch of egotistic freaks

Take the good with the bad
Don’t know nothing and be glad
The masters fall like eggs from walls
Sniveling stars grow ya some *****!

How do you balance
the kind and the cruel

The good and the bad
of life’s golden rule

As reason pulls tightly,
treason pulls back

Living in conflict,
together intact

Tragic, comedic,
while often as both

Angels and Demons
commingle betrothed

A savior, destroyer,
calling our name

A garden of riches
—caught in the flames

(Haverford College: February, 2021)

For now, I want to see your face,
and gaze into your eyes

To hear your voice within my ears
—I’ll text you when I die

(Rosemont Pennsylvania: February, 2021)

Stepping onto a scale and seeing the numbers go down is one thing but feeling the invisible weight being lifted off of you is even bigger knowing the stress is gone

I know God ,
love and nothing else
And that’s enough for me.
In a world of temptation and weakness  
It takes a strong man or woman
To give all his love
To one man , one woman or one person.
This life is brief
We just don’t know where we’re going to find Ourselves tomorrow,
Why not be faithful and kind
To the one who loves you best ?
But the weak hearted man
Is he story of many men
And the weak hearted woman is the story
Of many women.

But the sad thing is
The solution is simple

Grow the f$&#* Up