this is for the graduation classes

homework again?
will this drudgery ever end?
what do they expect from someone like me
when i don't even know my a, b, c, s.

teachers tell me that i will fail.
and that they see me going to jail.
that i have no ambition.

i can't afford college tuition!

but i know that i must learn
otherwise my life will forever turn.
in this life there is no other way
so i must listen to what they say.

i must take away this negativity
just so that the teachers can see
that there is some hope for me.

everyone says that my future is in my hands
if i learn to take a stand.
so my nose i did put to the books
and paying attention is all it took.

my grades have started to soar so high
that my head i can put to the sky.
now i can finally see, that the
education is the best thing for me.

homework is still a drudgery!
and i may still complain
but my life will never be the same.

THANK YOU TEACHERS FOR KEEPING ME SANE.

louis rams :

(6/4/13)

IS THIS THE WAY LIFE IS TO BE?
CAUSE ALL I SEE IS HEARTACHE AND MISERY!
THERE IS SO MUCH LOVE LAYING ON THE GROUND
AND NO TRUE HEART TO BE FOUND.
LIES AND DECEIT EVERY WHERE AND NO ONE SEEMS TO CARE.
WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO TRUE LOVE?
WHEN IT SHOWED IN THE STARS ABOVE.

THERE USED TO BE PHILOSPHERS, SOOTHSYAERS, AND FORTUNE TELLERS
THAT COULD FORESEE THE FUTURE OF MANKIND -AND NOW
THERE IS NO ONE THAT WE CAN FIND.
EVERYTHING HAS GONE TO HELL!

TORNADOES, HURRICANES, EARTHQUAKES AND MORE
AND THE SEAS UPON THE SHORES.
SO MANY DISASTERS KNOWN TO MAN
WAS NOT PART OF GODS PLAN!

HE IS TRYING TO TELL US TO STOP AND LOOK AROUND
FOR WE ARE DESTROYING EVERY THING ABOVE AND BELOW THE GROUND.
BUT MOST OF ALL WE ARE DESTROYING FAITH, HOPE, AND LOVE
GIVEN TO US FROM HIS HEAVENS ABOVE.
WHY CAN’T WE UNDERSTAND THAT WHAT HE WANTS IS
FOR US TO HAVE LOVE FOR OUR FELLOW MAN AND
TO RESPECT ALL THAT HE HAS CREATED AND GIVEN TO US.
WE HAVE TO LOVE AND RESPECT OUR TWO MOTHERS, MOTHER NATURE
AND MOTHER EARTH, THEN REBUILD FAITH, HOPE, AND LOVE
TO HAVE EVERYTHING THAT WE DREAM OF.

(6/1/13)
We are all getting old it doesn’t
Matter what you’ve been told
You go from your childhood to your teen years
But you’re young and you have no fears.
Now that the teen years have come and gone
And to your teen years, you’re trying hold on.

What will happen when you’ve gotten older?
And your thoughts have gotten colder, and
Your movements have slowed down
As you turn and look around.
When your hair may turn grey or it starts to thin
Then you realize that you can’t win.

Age is coming up mighty fast. As you kick
Yourself in the ***.
Your youth like the weather tends to change
And you are never the same.
You started off like a cool gentle breeze
So refreshing to feel, and with
Your spirit you could heal.

Now you’ve become like the torrential rains
That comes from the skies.
Your tears are the raindrops that sink into the ground
But without ever making a sound.

Because you get older does not mean
That your spirit on fire no longer burns
It has just become amber of light
Waiting to ignite.

Just blow on that amber and watch the flame start to rise
As it shoots up and touches the sky.
That flame is the same that you had in your youth
And when you feel it that’s the proof.

                       ENJOY LIFE

He was known as the roof top poet
He was good, but he wouldn’t show it.
He wrote about everything on the streets
While listening to the Latin beat.

His upbringing inspired him
To write about crime and sin.
He wrote about street drugs everywhere
And ***** needles that they would share.

He played the conga and bongos too
This is what he had learned to do.
There was not a topic that he would not touch
For he loved life much to much.

He wrote about robberies, muggings
And ******, prostitution, gambling
Corruption and all the rest
His talent for street writing made him the best.

But there was a soft side to him
That people did not know
And where ever children needed him
He would go.
He was a volunteer in the children s hospital
And the orphanages too, which was
Something that nobody knew.
He would give them love, affection, and laughter
Wealth or fame he wasn’t after.
He gave them the key elements for the
Children to survive, HOPE, LOVE, FAITH
With hope in their hearts and faith in GOD
There was nothing that they could not do.
If to themselves they would be true.
Now if we could be such as HE
The world would be better for the children you see.
HOPE IS THE KEY TO SET YOURSELF FREE

louis rams :

What is poetry to me- it is words of beauty-words of life
Words of love, pain and sacrifice.
Words of showing and growing and needing and feeding
Words of hope and despairs, wanting and cares.

Poetry takes you into the minds of mankind
From days of old to the present time.
Poetry takes you on trips that you've never been before
And opens up every door.

Poetry becomes a longing, a want, a desire, a need
On which your mind must feed.
It becomes a life within itself
And takes you to the heavens and down to hell.

Poetry becomes a flaming desire
And only writing can put out this fire.
I call it my passion while others say it's my obsession
Yet! No matter what they may think or say
Poetry is here to stay.

So many different types of poetry
For the different minds 'you see'.
You will always find one that will give you meaning
From a loving heart to one that's bleeding.

Jump on the bandwagon and take a hold
For with poetry ' life unfolds'.

louis rams

(5/29/13)

All that I am, all that I can be
Is because you came into me
I felt a sensation, a shiver, and a chill
I lost control, I lost my will.
So many words rushing through my mind
It was like I was out in space, and out of this time.
The words flowed like a brook into the river
Gathering everything in its path to a final destination
Giving me peace, giving me gratification.
Words, so many words with different meanings
Different stories, all waiting to be heard in their
Own time and place, and each one with a different face.
Love, hath, joy, sadness, peace, and sorrow -and none wanting to wait for tomorrow.
I am but a vessel for all of them- for that is “all that I am”
I am but their instrument, their pen, to use me as they see fit
Like a “show and tell” in a classroom.
All that I am – all that I can be, is an instrument
To write poetry.

louis rams :

( I wrote this in the morning while working)
(5/29/13)

“NO “means “NO”- is what she said
As he tried to pull her to the bed.
He thought that he had the right
After taking her to dinner that night.

Why is it that when a man spends money
He thinks that he’s entitled to a little honey.
Would you accept it if it was your sister or mother
That this was happening to!

Or someone was trying to do this to you if you was in jail
And all you’re screaming and fighting
Happened to fail.
And if you were taken by force- and you had no other recourse.
Your dignity, your pride, your self esteem
All taken away like in a dream.

You have been violated mind and soul
With no one to turn to, not leaving you whole.
When the word “NO” is used and it’s done anyway
Then there’s a price that you must pay.
One is a victim, the other a *****
As it will come out in the court papers.

Is that short pleasure worth the time?
20 or more years behind the line.
So heed that word “NO” and heed it well
Living behind bars is really hell.

© L. RAMS