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James Ellis Mar 2012
If only you can see you're potential.
Life's not detrimental.
That's just your current mental.
Understand that your health is at risk.
Ignorance is bliss, but not with this.
I want you to quit for you not for me.
Be everything and anything you want to be.
A doctor, a teacher,
an actor, a preacher,
a lawyer, a cartogropher,
a musician, a photographer.
Be stronger, get past it.
Quit being a drug addict.
James Ellis Mar 2012
In a minute, I figure everything out.
I can't believe they want to do this again.
They're still trying to clean up a mess.
Not to mention there are problems over here.
Do they really think they're International Police.
Do they like being the world's biggest gang?
Do they find enjoyment in world wrestling?
Oh, you didn't know that's what it is?
Surely if you look in the past you can see.
Everytime we enter a region it happens.
They plan to "help reform" but create motives.
These motives keep them from prospering.
So they decide to leave.
Leaving behind death, famine, poverty, and hate.
I hope this stops, I really do.
I made a promise long ago.
I won't point fingers.
I won't say names.
But I don't think I need to.
It's not hard to see.
I've figured it all out.
And you can too.
It's not the world thats bad.
It's them.
They run, but ruin this world.
James Ellis Mar 2012
When I was a boy
My ego was small
Then I was annoyed
And it became tall

A pedestal sat in front
Tempting me to stand
Creating something so blunt
Is what it had planned

So on it I stood
And what was bad
Had now become good
Turning me mad

My honesty was altered
I began living a bluff
All that I had to offer
Was a man trying to be tough

Then my mother saved me
She showed me what I'd become
Harsh words had made me
Realize what she wanted from her son:

Honesty mixed flattery,
with the energy of a battery,
to power a generator,
for generations later,
A latern of peace,
Treating others kind,
Searching for a piece...
A piece of mind.
James Ellis Mar 2012
If I told you I dropped out of college
would you assume that I lack knowledge?
Or would you look into the window,
being my brain.
What if inside you saw pain?

See it's funny because my whole life
I looked outside of the window at the world
I looked at the young and the old
I looked at the boys and the girls
I looked at the men and women
and in all of those people
I saw dreamers.

When I pulled my head back in,
I took a look at myself
I asked, "What are my dreams?"
and I wrote these poems.
Some show me good; some show me bad
Some show me happy; some show me sad.

The greatest part
is that my brave heart
continues hoping
and leaves that window open

The worst part
is when my hurt heart
wants to be left alone
and I keep the window closed.
James Ellis Mar 2012
Today I saw a man
painting a murial
on a large  brick wall

The artist was diligent
and crafting
a grand piece of work.

The murial appeared
to be the same exact
scene happening in real life.

I walked to the man
and bravely said,
"Well this is surreal."

He didn't say a word
so I watched him
finish his murial.

The image resembled
something so powerful
that I need to share.

It had the same scene
that was going on
in real life.

The murial inside
of the murial
showed the world

Above the world
was a series of
bold words that said:

**"The world is what you make of it."
James Ellis Mar 2012
A wise woman told me,
"Let your sun shine."
And so I did.
But one day I saw a switch.
I flicked it down, spun around,
and all I saw was darkness.

A few weeks went by.
I had assimilated to the dark,
and I felt a cold chill in my heart.
I went back to the switch
But before I flicked it back
I thought to myself
"Do you wanna go back?"

All the sudden I heard
the woman's voice
And she said to me,
"You have the choice
to brighten your days
with your beautiful,
sparkling sun rays.
My son, it's your life,
But I know you know
what's right."

I smiled and flicked the switch up,
and the sun was so warm.
I never want to see that switch again.
James Ellis Feb 2012
As I look back on the past year
I realize my mistakes
are blessings in disguise
Falling from the skies
like the leaves off of trees
to be buried by Winter's snow
and in the Spring
to regrow
making my brilliance shine
when it becomses Summer time
and when its Fall
again
the leaves will fall again
creating new blessings from above
for future mistakes to come.
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