I am aware of how it works
Of how I came to be
Your presence was required
Of this we should agree
For years you were protector
Of fragile cargo so to speak
You brought me with you everywhere
The Shepard with its sheep
Investing time and money
And many sleepless nights
With no manual to speak of
To teach the wrongs and rights
I was fed when I was hungry
I was taught my A, B, C's
I was taught to use the *****
To say "thank you", and "please"
To say "excuse me" when I burped
"God bless you" when you sneezed
Just a general compilation
Of everything I'd need
As the years have passed
I've grown into a man
And I have you to thank
For everything I am
Yes, I still have some rough edges
And mistakes are common place
But the fact is, I'm alive and well
Thanks to your guiding grace
On this day that is so special
I hope it stands above the rest
Know you're loved by all around you
And that you're nothing but the best!

A defiant man
Closes his door under lock and key
Sits down in his chair and broods
A version of three moods
As a fly wizzes by his ear
Which sets into motion a 5th gear
Over the top
Cannot be stopped
With a gleam like shine
Twinkling in his eye
Only bad news
Unpaid dues
And an cankering to tear you apart
When miserable feels good
It’s gone way beyond being misunderstood
Just a creature born into this world
To scrummage and scowl
Bark and howl
At a moon that’s second to none
Doing its thing behind the back of the sun
And below it, a society echoes its vibe
To a new unwelcomed tribe
Held together by only angst
And a hunger to reap its rewards
Then dispose of the carnage
Into a sea of deadly parts
Deep
Deep into the abyss
Forever

We mustn’t do away
With exuberant minds
That depict or portray
Behind heartfelt lines
And leave when the current
Has washed love aside
Crashing and splashing
Receding with tides
Twisting and turning
Filled with new life
While slicing and dicing
With a serrated knife

Distance stands between us
The time is growing near
That I'll get to hold my sweetheart
My darling, my dear
There's excitement running through me
There's a skip in every step
My smiles' worn for all to see
Until my hearts content
Time has become a blessing now
When I thought it to be a curse
I'm unsure how this will all play out
But in my mind its been rehearsed
My anticipation is off the charts
That my beloved should now appear
It's like nothing I've encountered
Not once in all my years
The joy I feel is boundless
Yet it still hasn't reached its peak
I'm certain to approach its limits
Once our two hearts finally meet
To try and describe this feeling
Words just seem so obsolete
For emotion is heard its loudest
When ones heart skips a beat
I picture fireworks and neon lights
Yet nothing so discrete
That moment that our eyes do fix
I'll know what it’s like to be complete.

Lest not forget the forgotten soul
That scours the land on the green grassy knoll
The one that waged war on everything we've ever known
And puts beliefs in question that hinders how we grow
Paired with the unknown soldier
Chiseled bold on stone
No eagles soaring high above or perched upon their thrones
Could easily go unnoticed
Or even once be overthrown
No dolphin heard with sonar
The gnarling undertone
Not by land or by sea
Could breach our waged steel armory
Of the land that's in my heart and such a great big part of me
Mountains may crumble
Volcanoes; erupt
But the song for our freedom
We mustn't disrupt
For men have died for every letter of each and every verse
Written and inscribed
On our constitution's purse
Since the day that we arrived
Our nations songs' been sung
Forming echoes along our greatest plains
As one resounding voice ....
The free, the proud, the brave.

How do we change who we are?

The perception of yourself, from everywhere; near or far.

I've searched inward.
I had hoped something would jump out at me, but it did not.

If I could remember what I've forgotten, it would help thicken the plot..

I look at peoples ****** expressions as I gauge my retort.

I see disappointment in their faces, for something as trivial as the way I hold a fork.

I have a basic comprehension of how the world works.

I am often too difficult to read and come off as a ****.

I am quiet when there isn't much to say.

So I listen, and wait.

I ponder what I can add to any scenario or situation.

But I first have to rise above all my own mediocre expectations.

I pretend to be comfortable in the company of others.
Maybe it shows through?

There are many questions I ask myself, yet I get few answers.

What is it that separates you and I?

Where does the respect that people have for one another come from?

Where does it go?

What sets us apart?

Is it our upbringing?
Is it derived at birth?
Is our destiny laid before us, for all the years we walk the earth?

For my beliefs, I need permission
Wishing
Wishing never comes to fruition.

I enjoy my quiet, but often times gets dull.

Too much time spent thinking,
Can make one want to crack some skulls

What's wrong with me?

I say, "What's right with me?"

All anyone ever wants is acceptance,
Mixed with a little common decency.

Treating me as I treat you all in good harmony.

Synchronized in thought and sending out only good vibes.

A give and a take.

A Yin and a Yang.

Not the spewing of words.

Words spoken or not spoken; proper, or slang.

Just a general, fundamental statement to let us know we maintain .

Some acknowledgement.

We may inevitably, some day, drown in a pool of our own self pity.

But we do.

We do feel sorry for ourself.
"Poor me, can't ever catch a break."

Never made aware of it, until it's too late.

Dashing off, never to be seen again,
Like a high school prom date.

The ups and downs.
The highs and lows.
Bare naked to the world.
Totally exposed.
Underneath my color, coordinated clothes.

Knowing, isn't always the answer.

Doing, is.

Do it.

Just do it.

Let yourself win.

Adventures down by the lake
Vast beauty to behold
Crystal clear blue waters
Lush green trees, so vibrant; bold
Great mountain view’s
That reach their peaks
At one with nature
Calm; serene
In a peaceful state of mind
With every inch in tact; pristine

Be it alexithymia;
Emotions without words
Or “Toska”, meaning
Anguish
The pain felt is absurd
Melancholy offerings
To help the devil ween the herd
Often go unnoticed
But sometimes it’s preferred
To hide amongst the shadows
Where the silence goes unheard
And can lead to new beginnings
Or new expenses just incurred
To the downfall of an empire
Where all reality is blurred

A belly full of liquor
Rags for clothes on back
The homeless and downtrodden
Are under an attack
Rested, uneasy, on grass under the sun
Saving all their strength, for the night to come
Little food, and an unquenched thirst
They’re Impoverished, but they’re human first
Poor decisions made, and down on their luck
Has led them down the path they took
A good hot meal goes a very long way
To being more a human, than they are today

In rhythm with your flow
A beaming afterglow
Cuddled in a circled hug
Wrapped up in a bow

I’m drawn into your throe
Your stifled undertow
Your wistful longing deep embrace
The fondness you can show

To you I will bestow
My heavy overflow
My beating heart
My innocence
Under mistletoe

It’s difficult to fall asleep
In the darkness with eyes closed
When your mind is racing
Off in parts unknown

Above the clouds, to the moon
Into space, while still in my room
A dream,
What wonder...
And not a moment too soon

Where to slip off to tonight?
What lands or planets to roam?
Will I travel to a far off land?
Accompanied, or alone?

Will I rummage through the forest
Among the trees so grown?
Will I travel to an oasis,
Battle for survival, in the thunder dome?

What adventures now await me
Right here in my home?
Will I be eaten by ferocious lions,
Or by a garden gnome?

I’ve battled demons
I’ve sat on thrones
I once conquered aliens
In my bathroom robe

I’ve swam with mermaids
I’ve spanned the globe
I once built an army
From the clothes in my wardrobe

What will I encounter?
Who will come or go?
It’s my subconscious after all
No one really knows.

Dressed to cause a stir
In plaid, with hat and fur
Such things still occur
Be it as it were
A portrait of the cutest kind
Kittens fully clothed
Pushed around in carriage by
A pup, and his wet nose