sometimes i just don’t think
my eyes go glassy in the time of a blink
and i just write instead of seeing a shrink
i type instead of getting another drink

all poetry is kind of stupid if you think about it
but right now, i am beyond out of it
but who gets to decide what rhymes with what?
who decides what words make the cut?

frankly i’m writing this at zero sleep
and i will probably delete this later
and if i even hear a single thought or a bleep
i will deem the entire world a traitor

We're born, we live, we die.
That's called life. What is life
about? For so many, it's just
about survival. For a tiny number,
it is about acquisition of things.
For the blessed, it is about love--
love of self, love of another,
love of all. I wrote once that
the greatest thing you can ever
be is your real self. To be true to
your real self is to be true to all
others, true to the Cosmos.
Fame is a social cosmetic.
Wealth is unconscious com-
pensation for lack of self-love
and thus for lack of love for
others;  political power much
the same. Leadership is an
amalgam of real power, self-
love and love of others, and
the courage to do the right
thing. It is uncommon and
precious. To live your life
fully, you must be fully
your real self.

TOD HOWARD HAWKS

Hand is falling
Everyday, I grab a pen or pencil.
With it I scribble words all over a page or two.
It becomes a pattern, a routine.
I read and write, every night.
Till I had enough.
My hand is falling
Change pen color n highlighter,
To mark up important things.
It's too much for my hand!
Hand is falling off!
Oh,
When will this end? Perhaps it'll end with I leave?
Or will it end when I've had enough?
My poor hand.
My hand is falling off!!

If I could change one thing it wouldn't be famine, poverty, hunger, or greed.
It's not to bring world peace, or stop hate or end slavery.
Not because I don't think these are problems, they are.
It's not that I don't think they need to change, they do.
But our problem, the world's problem, is much smaller.
And yet it is so much bigger.
Money, war, race, religion, hate.
They're all part of the problem,
But the root is not the things, It's the people.
It's you.
And it's me.
So thats where I'm going to start.
Like MJ "I'm startin' with the man in the mirror."
If I can change myself I can change anything.
After all the first step to recovery is admitting.
I need to change myself,
Before I work on anyone else.
When people ask me if I could change one thing
I just say one thing. ME.
This seems to confuse people.
They always think im asking "me?"
But I'm not.
I know that they expect some book answer.
Like "Poverty." "War." or  "Global warming."
But that's not what needs to change.
I do. You do. We do.
Because nothing changes by itself.
It requires action.
You don't see trees fight back against lumberjacks.
Or oil spills clean themselves up.
Or poor countries finance their own loans.
It just doesn't happen.
In order for something to start working,
For things to change,
I need to change myself,
Change my ways.
What about you?
What will you do?

Every time I see the pain in your eyes
A little part of my heart dies
All I seem to do is cold
While I fail to cherish, fail to hold
I fail to put you first
You act your best, I act my worst
My mouth contradicts my heart
My thoughts and actions are so far apart
I drive myself mad at how stupid I am
For risking your love offhand
I bare my soul and heart
To say sorry for what I have taken part
I’m ashamed at what I have put you through
I just hope I can eventually make it up to you

The voices I heard in my head are so loud, discombobulated, overbearing,
That it makes me wonder how you can be so sure about what the hell you are talking about!