“Have you ever kissed a lover
so hard
you chipped a tooth?”
she asked
with a grin that
revealed more than one
chipped tooth

He shook his head. “No, and I
really don’t intend
to.”

Well, that’s what you get
for hitting
on a girl you meet
in the yard of the local asylum. But
she said she was a
nurse...

“Anyway,” he said. “If this is what happened
to you… What happened
to him? I mean,
after the kiss.”

“Oh, there were many,
many kisses actually,” she said. “He’s
dead now.”

“What? He died?”

“Well, yeah, dogs don’t
live that much. Compared to humans,
I mean.”

I walk aimless, but alert, down moon washed streets
In the twilight, I strain to tell patron from vagrant
A coalescing of something at once ageless, but fading
Like the stone of this courthouse; pillars of justice
Cracked quietly by the steady chiseling of time
On forgotten foundations

In the air rests a stench of contempt, or neglect
Like an oil stain, thickening turquoise waves
To a sickening ooze, of endless, crashing degradation
A nation of people, betrothed to suitors unknown
The power of a dollar hedged against the weight of your soul
Where pockets are plump, and virtue is sold

With a shattering smile
You left me in exile
And for you it's been an art
Knowing well it breaks my heart
As into tens of thousand pieces  
Until my breath ceases!!
  
Broken pieces of my heart
That lay scattered as a piece of art
Healed by itself in your thoughts
In a venge to rise against odds in lots
From the floors of time to face
Everything of anything with grace!!

Your choice to leave me forever
Is no more for me a nightmare
As my lone broken heart
Is gutsy enough to face our ways apart
With boldness of ten thousand hearts
Accepting ... somethings... can never be bought!!

Be the change
Like a bird in a cage
That mimics your words
Your anger, your rage

Be the change
That harnesses light
That does what is right
That stands up and fights
For those who can not

Be the change
With outrage and scorn
Since the day they were born
For the families that mourn
For the bodies grown cold

Be the change
That lets people breathe
When they beg and they plead
While seeing a need
From the powers that be

Be the change
That’s taken a stance
When given the chance
At the blink of an eye
At the very first glance

Be the change
That protects and provides
The right for our lives
No matter the tribe
Be a leader of men

Be the change
For those who cannot
That sour and rot
Each day in one spot
From fear they’ll be shot

Be the change
Devoid of all sin
That triumph and win
What they start or begin
Not judged by the color of skin

Be the change

It’s past midnight in my mind
My insecurities run the second half
Of this alluring moment in my life
I wish I could take the driver seat
But I’ve let my demons take control
Masking who I want to be
Lord knows, the flaw of humanity  
We mess up,
some things we never meant to Be

Keep the world beneath your feet
Even when you feel so small
Everyone has a chance to change
Progress may be moving slowly
Move at the rhythm of your own pace
Only you can be your savior
Validate your own feelings
In the end it’s your life
No else will take control  
Go ahead, the world is yours