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 Dec 2014 Joseph Childress
Zedler
Do not treat education as business.
They’re making millions off children
who reside in subsidized housing.

They're making millions off children
who ask mother "what's for dinner?"
even though it's 10:00 pm
and the lack of food in their stomach
has given them a hint as to what the answer is.

They’re making millions off children
who’ll end up dead or in jail before they’re 18.
If you don’t care or if you’re okay with that,
then just keep quiet.

Keep your opinions to yourself.
We’re all entitled to our own.
Quite frankly, I am not offended.
All I ask is that you don’t tell me
it's wrong to want change.

The education system in this country
is bound to fail many, but that does not mean
that I have to as well.
Do not tell me I can't cause change.
Oh look!
Upon that rock,
  A dream does lie
   I stood in shock
    as it dashed into flight
     I watched it's silhouette
      On the setting sun
       Not long now
        'Till night will come
         Catch it
          Run
           It's not too late
            Dear child,
             You haven't a moment to wait!

              Said the sea,
               And the sand,
                And the whispering breeze
                 So I raced down the beach
                   And I chased down my dreams
                    And now I couldn't be happier
Written while I was dating Polar Opposite
As dark as eyes closed, clear broad day light brought into sight within, clairvoyance.

The future is time standing still, here and now in eternal union. soulful Sheer romance.

This wouldn't be written if I say I escaped my senses. As principle, mind is always vibrating.  
  
There's an experience that's beyond any form of expression, life stays amazing.

I am not just spiritual I am spirit, On an odyssey going nowhere but point zero.

All these myriad layers of consciousness are universal truths that joins people.

A droplet on a grass blade that only existed for my observation was Godly.

Still, my eyes were closed. My mental plane senses heightened. Darkness is holy.

And so I found myself. I busk in the glory of the gods, I am perfect with my flaws.

I am not made to feel guilty about my natural traits that aren't subject to laws.

I am home, announcing my arrival with loud silence that of a sudden winter's burst.

Awake, aware, conscious, connected, natural, transcendental, God. Innerverse.
 Dec 2014 Joseph Childress
Onoma
All suffering
is valley to
joyous peak.
Recall suffering
halfway to peak...
recall joy
halfway to valley.
My small hips
Unfeminine
My height
Unfeminine
My broad shoulders
Unfeminine
My blonde, short eyelashes
Unfeminine
My straight legs
Unfeminine

my strength
Unfeminine
my intelligence
Unfeminine
my strong voice
Unfeminine
My Grandmother told me stories
How she lived across the street from Bugsy Siegel's mother in Brooklyn
If you knew my family, it's hardly believable.
Mobsters near the family, I was told "things always fell off the truck."
I guess Great Grandpa Willie made it by, must have had good luck.

Berger became Bock, Grandma Marcia married Joel, my Grandpa.
He left Brooklyn for the Air force and they moved to Arkansas
East to Midwest, to West....
Grandma went with him, they finally rested in sunny California.
Willie would have been proud of Joel when he served during Korea.

William Berger passed away, I never knew him.
We now have scholars, businessmen, artists and athletes
It's iconic how living here will shape your reality
The memories and moments of a family to which we clutch
Softly being recorded, my family history shows how much he loved us.

A mysterious, touching legacy was left over time.
I'm sure my grandmother keeps pictures and pages I will never find.
No matter what, whether he was honest, hardworking, or in crime,
I know he did it all for his family, prosperity or depressing times.

I was told he had a lot of courage, and always made friends
I wish I could have seen his face, I wish I could have met the man.

Grandma says I look like him.
All my life I've chased happiness through herbs and manufactured substances.

Occasionally the touch of a womanly body would spark life in my heart.

And six months ago to the day I asked you to be mine and you gladly accepted.

I got clean (I used by choice and not habit, I can honestly say) and I loved with all my heart but not all my mind.

I am not a body, I have one.
I do not have a soul, I am one.

And I'm thankful I continue to collide with you, no matter how seemingly hard I try to ***** it up. I swear, I've only ever tried to bring you happiness and you have no reason to believe me but I'm happy down to the very core of my being that you do. That you're trying to.
And that you return my love tenfold.
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