Times are changing…
when reckless emotions inundate worldwide devices
with unfiltered sentiments to taint minds thru vices
nibbling on compassion and wisdom like rabid mice
allowing the beastly nature to dominate and entice
one's humanity to heed selfish or superficial advice

Times are changing…
when tolerance and forgiveness are fading dreadfully fast
with echoes warning us not to repeat an unforgettable past
where deathly anguish and heartless souls were the cast
of catastrophic drama epitomized by flags flying at half-mast
and prayers from the charitable, the humble, the meek were vast

Time are changing…
when the caretakers of the globe care less about harmony
seemingly beguiled with the hunger of power and want to be
rulers of wealth, consuming limited resources lacking empathy
until this earth becomes nakedly barren and can no longer be
home to descendants who cannot claim their manifest destiny.

No need to tell you that I love you
‘cause this long hard kiss will show you…

Like the days of old, I will court you
holding hands, strolling thru the park
while hanging on every word of your story
my eyes speak the admiration of your glory

No need to tell you that I love you
‘cause this long hard kiss will show you
while buckling your knees, it’s hard to breathe
this long hard kiss will certainly throw you

As a man who has wants and desires
I will sacrifice them to keep your honor
as the pride fades and becomes a goner
for you are the essence of my four-leaf clover

No need to tell you that I love you
‘cause this long hard kiss will show you
while buckling your knees, it’s hard to breathe
this long hard kiss will certainly throw you

Like in the genesis, you are of my flesh
so I will treat you respectfully as such
not to objectify your outer splendor
but cherish the chi of your unique gender

No need to tell you that I love you
‘cause this long hard kiss will show you
while buckling your knees, it’s hard to breathe
this long hard kiss will certainly throw you.

No, not everyone has the same features like you
nor do they speak comparable dialects as you

No, not everyone has the same wealth like you
nor do they have less worth in living as you

Judge me not for what’s unseen, unheard, and taught
Judge me for the treatment of body, soul, and thoughts

No, not everyone has the same outlook like you
nor do they share the similar politics as you

No, not everyone has the same intellect like you
nor do they have less wisdom to bestow as you

Judge me not for the ignorance, blindness, and fears
Judge me for slaying imbedded lies, rumors, and tears

No, not everyone has the same holy grace like you
nor do they worship a religion identical as you

No, not everyone has the same presence like you
nor do they have less meaning in this life as you

Judge me not for the words, emotions, and expressions
Judge me for the honor of acts, deeds, and progressions.

Gaze into the eyes, what do you see?
A shadowy dark soul menacing the clear night
Or, maybe a figure summoning ominous fright
Time to run and flee, taking an uneasy flight…

Gaze into the eyes, what do you see?
Compassion submerged in life’s insignificance
Only shrouded by a light earning false reverence
Where ego rises, nurturing contagious pestilence…

Gaze into the eyes, what do you see?
An empty shell masquerading in warped intention
Completely engaging views with the utmost attention
To inspire decency thru an engineered convention…

Gaze into the eyes, what do you see?
Maddening sanity fueled by the vengeful frost
Over the devotion to love, land, possessions lost
With frightening results to life, no matter the cost…

Gaze into the eyes, what do you see?
Someone weary of the moments becoming fundamental
With glaring fear and hateful people being monumental
To the naive minds striving simply to be, nonjudgmental…

When will we open our eyes to finally see
beauty in the colors rooted from human leaves

When will we consent to the true merit of those souls
who stand for justice and peace, so brave so bold

When will we abolish the very dark reality
of those seeking only to cause pain and fatality

When will we throw off the shackles and bonds
tying us to materialistic possessions and false cons

When will we dwell in life’s presence, less ego
to nourish our brothers' and sisters' passage, as we go

When will we become more powerful and worth
in meekness so we can righteously inherit this earth.

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?

Twilight….
the windows of the soul
closes its shutters once again
on the epoch of a day’s past
falling into an abyss of oblivion
where consciousness finds refuge
in the imaginary world of a self-induced coma
with reality bordering on the verge of a Funkadelic song
the soul crosses over to a plateau epitomized by sheer fantasy
and possibilities are as infinite as the space in time
darkness submerges the senses in silence
only to give way to strange frequencies
that may tune uncensored channels
with images of historic accounts
or glimpses of a fated future
Daylight….
the soul awakens from lifeless sleep.

...enticing her with the delicate touch of finger tips
as the breeze of summer enters through the lips
slightly bathing her skin with gentle strokes from the tongue
until the hairs rise ever so slightly, and she becomes undone
softly she moans...
emotions begin to ignite the flames of passion
fueled by vibrations from the seduction
for there is only heat, pure and simple
in admiring the splendor of her temple
and the point of no return has been reached
sampling the sweet nectar, released by her peach.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.