Imagination is one scary and at the same time
wonderful thing, it gives me wings and make some rhymes;
wonderful in a sense it could be an instrument to touch one's heart,
and at times tormenting breaking me/you/us apart,

like Icarus flying soaring too high
reaching the sun ended falling flaming down the sky,
I sometimes wonder I still did not lost/end my life;
even so little I still got hope in the future maybe have a child and a wife.

Maybe I don't trust myself that I could handle it;
for all the things I reflected I've been doing I feel like ****.
Like making a pen rotate on your hand,
reversing the glass over again with its sand.

I sometimes wonder if Jesus rises from the dead
why he didn't just stay; what was he thinking in his head,
How do he feel with his heart;
why can he forgave those who broke him apart.

but after he forgave them he went far away;
then others can say they feel his presence in their hearts/life he stayed;
what was he thinking letting others follow him carry a cross;
even Jesus wept and needed help to carry his own cross is the way of a boss.

Human being being human is the best thing to be for me,
God, angels, devils, animals could be wrathful at times as you can see;
Being human accepting weakness reaching and lending a helping hand
for what we are in the grand universe is just a spec of sand.

I love it when I am being humbled,
for I don't like when I'm acting cocky grumpy old;
too proud head high and being loud;
that is why I need to hide myself to balance the sound.

A time to reflect what I have become;
cause living so fast and noisy let me see none,
but life is not yet done many things good things will come;
for the younger one's will replace us when our time is done.

And there Jesus was, he was hungry,thirsty, lonely;
in prison, homeless, lost and broken, he is there in all of us you and me;
Many have ears to hear listen and eyes to truly see;
to be or not to be for all of us what will it be.

10/27/2021
too be continued.......

11/3/2021

There was this unheard story of a peculiar child;
of somewhat his imagination freely runs so wild;
Imagine if what that kid thinks and feel resonates the world the weather;
that it could bring harmony to the world or catastrophic disaster.

Sometimes life is so full of unimaginable mysteries;
that at times dreams become living realities;
realities we live that affects everyone and all;
Throughout all the seasons from winter to fall.

Some of those thought scares the hell out of me;
if some of those imagination becomes the reality I see.
Seeing all the lives that were lost;
so it made me think is writing worth the cost.

The second day of November before I went to sleep;
I told myself when I wake I'll roll the dice and promise to keep
if I get 6/six and below I'll  promise to stop writing rhyme;
Woke up I rolled it I got 8/eight now I'll be writing from time to time.

First things first I'll put my fate faith in our Creator in God's hand;
Second thing my hope in all humanity together we act and stand;
Last but not least let love be always in my living heart;
To save our common home we all need now to start.

Yes our Creator/God takes and do care for all of us;
but we all also need to act and do our part;
Our Creator provides our home and needs he/she willingly does;
do we also need to take care of everything, everyone, and take it into the heart.

Yes, we all need to take the risk and jump the leap;
for in working all together our common home, we can all keep;
Science and signs we all see our common home is breaking trembling down;
Now is the time to forgive give and learn from each other for this matter is not funny even for a clown.

Deep inside we all frown seeing suffering as we all slowly drown;
but we don't lose hope we lift all each other not putting a single one down;
All over the world far and beyond all around yes we can unite as one;
lift each other up whatever your creed, religion, race, gender yes we all can.

Everything said and done now is the time to act;
for in the past years, days, decades that was what we lack;
the track is still on we now learn and move on;
for today's phenomenon, we all together are drawn.

Drawn to understand each other's differences;
respect each other and everyone from far distances;
Now is the best time for all of us to be one to unite;
for we will all lose everything we cherish if we will still fight.

All together all over let's share ideas, solutions, and talents;
for everything we are we have comes from our Creator heaven-sent;
If we become and act so cynical and mock each other;
What will we accomplish will it just bring us to our fall altogether?

Now is the time for all of us to save our common home;
for now, this is the only living planet we have known.
I the writer is just a mortal instrument;
You can use or play with me if it is to be meant.

I look forward to seeing all of us everyone to harvest a good fruit;
for in my heart I will no longer plant anger hate but love to take root;
I long to see my dream our dreams be a reality do come true;
With our Creator/God's help now it's up for all of us to do our part we me and you.