Since the times of Genesis
behold one man and one woman
evolving fruit from of our ancestors
who migrated across one continent
one world, one people

Through the passage of Ages
as the fruits of humanity multiplied
into various tribes all over the lands
seeking Divinity via towering heights
one world, one people

In the smugness of Egos
breaking commands numbered by ten
unable to speak for community plights
as being keepers' of humanity wane
one world, one people

As the truth of our Ancestry
shed light on origins of the “human” race
shown by DNA and the study of archaeology
yet already written in the "Holiest Word"
one world, one people

During this tenure of Life
race and color have no meaning
since the conception from one couple
when will we have "one mind" to be
one world, one people.

Battles have been fought and some casualties raining near
Yet winning the “good fight” has dampened many a fear
Hold your head high, because the conquest of defeat is so dear
Acknowledging the struggles of success, supported by your peers

Now bask in this glory, but always remember…this is the start of a brand new year

The road has been long with sacrifices causing some tears
But life’s “true” lessons thrive from adversity and jeers
Praise His name, for He has given you the strength of gears
As a foundation of character, serving your growth for many years

Now bask in this glory, but always remember…this is the start of a brand new year.

Here again, some say a holiday
to celebrate the union of a banquet day
setting aside differences for a Thursday
when we should strive for this every day
so give thanks and comprehend this today

Here again, a brand-new day
to start fresh and leave behind the frays
burdening wills with chains that are passe
blurring the possibilities of other pathways
so give thanks and venture out this today

Here again, maybe the last days
to live on this earthly passage’s subway
and treat one another without hearsay
as we dine and pray together like Sunday
so give thanks and forgive on this today.

burning with the fire like a cosmic blue star
the heart has a desire for life’s new costar
who only sees someone to fill a fleeting hole
destined to be a stand-in for the closing role
and life has a bleak hold, burn-ning with desire

enduring a past like a reoccurring bad dream
the heart takes the shock from a medical team
who tries to revive a lovesick patient’s means
with the hope of a new promise that gleams
so life could beam, burn-ning with desire

learning from lessons like a dead man’s walk
the heart can only fathom anew chance to stalk
shrouded by a weary but wanting heart’s need
to find nurturing devotion of a true heart’s feed
and life slows the bleed, burn-ning with desire.

I notice…
the allure lurking within the fires of a craving soul
concealed deep inside levels as Dante’s Inferno
scorching anyone who may enter, but helpless to leave
the scent confounds, paralyzes, and then binds...

I sniff…
the aroma submerging every follicle of nostril hairs
compelled with urgency to follow no matter the risks
enticing even the most resolute and strong-willed persona
the scent overwhelms, inhibits, and then suffocates...

I sample…
the flavor sweet as marmalade but masking a sinister
confined trap like the so-called flower named Venus
awaiting patiently for prey to pass the fringes of its domain
the scent appetizes, deadens, and then consumes...

I caress...
the phenomenon beckoning thoughts of ego and grandeur
signaled conquests as meaningless trophies for the coming of age
yearning to be taught, but at the cost of being shackled in life
the scent tingles, irritates, and then blisters...

Senses may rule human nature, but wisdom defines intellect
Senses may rule human emotions, but empathy breeds tolerance
Senses may rule human actions, but love overpowers fear
Senses may rule human existence, but faith moves mountains.

If eye could ♫c
the melody in your words, would it be apparent
as a little child’s heartbeat or intentions?

If eye could ♫c
the color in your skin, would it be radiant
as a dawn's sun beaming the skylines?

If eye could ♫c
the quiver in your soul, would it be vigorous
as a wave crashing against the shorelines?

If eye could ♫c
would it be me, would it be you
shedding the ties that bind us in life?
If eye could ♫c
would it be me, would it be you
mastering the songs to the keys of life?

If eye could ♫c
the marvels in your means, would it be arousing
as a chorus from Bach’s or Beethoven’s work?

If eye could ♫c
the verses in your time, would it be forgiving
as a fisherman, carpenter, or disciple’s song?

If eye could ♫c
the principles in your soul, would it be inspiring
as a hymn nurturing countless spirits to rise above?

If eye could ♫c
would it be me, would it be you
shedding the ties that bind us in life?
If eye could ♫c
would it be me, would it be you
mastering the songs to the keys of life?

Beastly is this monster state yet many damsels cannot avoid
Some may call it disturbingly conflicting and become annoyed
Where rationality coexists with irrationality in an unstable realm
Pretty monster states navigate this journey as captains at the helm

Pretty monster states, Pretty monster states
No need to disguise your fury or depressions
Pretty monster states, Pretty monster states
This is just part of your amazing expressions

Wonder is this monster state since the inception of Adam and Eve
Men can only hope to be compassionate, steadfast and never peeved
One moment, pretty monster states can be loving and best friends
Next moment, challenging one’s good nature and spirit to extreme ends

Pretty monster states, Pretty monster states
No need to disguise your fury or depressions
Pretty monster states, Pretty monster states
This is just part of your amazing expressions

Frightful is this monster state like a suspenseful thriller or mystery
Only those who are not faint of heart can sleuth this case history
Where a profound will of character serves to stabilize one’s constitution
Bringing the monster state to an uneventful but amenable restitution

Pretty monster states, Pretty monster states
No need to disguise your fury or depressions
Pretty monster states, Pretty monster states
This is just part of your amazing expressions.