I saw my distance
It was my miles in journeys
Blisters on feet like sores
My struggles provided understanding
They prepared me in what to expect
My tears previously flowed like water falls
The thought of my fellow Slaves who died
But I stayed focused in knowing what God who provide
No matter how hot the sun became
Freedom was going to be my aim
The thought never entered my mind that I may not make it
I knew it was going to be a battle, and I couldn’t change the world’s thinking
My inspiration had to continue being sustaining
Deep in my heart, I couldn’t let the world change my spirit
I had to be determined
Blockades were everywhere
Echoes of preserver within
Escaping through rivers was my only chance
My freedom was how I would advance
Yet a voice from Heaven saying, “Push On”
Your freedom will come
It was assurance
It took all of my endurance
Teach your people God’s guidance
I gave you wisdom
Understanding directly from the kingdom
You are free
No longer anyone’s slave
Freedom ways has started
Go and be free
The Sun will guide you to your next journey
Free at last

How can I pay you?
You always come through
When struggles arise
You arrive on time with your surprise
When a circumstance becomes a problem
It is always solved
I don’t use my understanding because you are involved
You keep your promise
Your words are true in honest
Your presence is obvious
You are better to me then I am to myself
I am your creation
Your guidance is understanding always giving me information
Your goodness is beyond great
It reigns supreme
You made me whole and spiritually clean
Never late
My praise has no hesitate
Energized and wise
I had to emphasize
You are my enterprise
Every day you teach
My soul became your reach
Lord of Lords
King of Kings
Skies on high
Voice of compassion from Thy
Today and always
Thank you coming your way.

Open seas
Relaxing while feeling at ease
Remembrance in focus of the Old Highway One
Journeying while seeing Flying Fish to look upon
Two bodies of waters, Atlantic Ocean and Gulf of Mexico
Salt and Fresh water not mixing together
Difference then the other
4 Hours stretch from Miami
“For Whom the Bells Toll”, a novel by Ernest Hemingway being a Long Time Resident and Author
Eyes of adventure
Feeling welcomed as you enter
Fun and galore
Sun and the shore
Lots to see in Key West to explore
Enjoy and tell others
Come back and always keep Key West in mind
You will find the people warm and kind
The Key being Tourist are our number one
Then West being the best for tourist enriching in their own Key West test
We are only Oceans and driving away
Make Key West your getaway
Perhaps even your hide away
Castaway Mates

A place where Poets find themselves
Know who they are
Life words that surround
Echoes of voices having sounds
Emotions within
Cries
The mind sets the stage
Encouragement forming amaze
Poets are also writers
Possibilities with expectations
Distance always close
Dreams are once in a while
Poets are every day
Having time with no schedule
Readers see Poets in a module
Poets can be unpredictable
But they are always able
They see value in more detail
Write without fail
Words always ready to set sail
The P in Poet serving their purpose
The end T to transcend
The Poet always has a begin that never ends
Inspired because they can
Poet Park is their place
Word trace
Words straight to the reader’s face
Discern is received
Poet’s control
Poet’s shout
That is what writing is all about
Their place in time
Their heart always being genuine

Reservations taken every day
Believe in every way
Heaven could transcend on you unexpectedly
It will take place immediately
Are you prepared?
Up or down?
Where is your destination bound?
Reservations are set
It just needs your decision being the effect
Only you being sincere in direct
Hotel Heaven or Hotel Furnace
Just that simple
No Computer, Internet nor IPhone is needed
You have a choice of Beauty and Quality
Or facing the Devil’s tormenting reality
You must be certain
You might be hidden behind a darkened curtain
Hotel Heaven, you are always welcomed
A place fruitful and home some
Reservations are being taken daily
Don’t take the invitation likely
Your room is reserved
Let it be Heaven in what you deserve
A thought to think
Reservation Thine

Said and read over and over again
Biblical states then
In the present, it became can
The Ten Commandment were created being a creed
It is how we are supposed to live in proceed
The world has failed under grace
Biblical is the trace
It didn’t say let every man have a man
Nor did it say let every woman have a woman
Failure on all counts
On high from the mount
Men and Women were created in what all human was supposed to have
The world makes excuses to satisfy what they believe
In other words, leading to their own understanding
The Biblical Constitutional document being the Almighty demand
We are at Heaven’s command
Our image being of the Heavenly Father
We **** at will
But pause and be still
Who gives anyone that right?
The world is in a plight
Darkness with no light
Seems to understand, but can’t sustain
The mind is closed with a stain
What is happening will remain
Insane
Change means transform
That is the norm
The world continues to fail
Moving in time like a snail
No wonder and without bail

No whisper nor echoes
Only silence being a reflection
Your session
Perhaps a confession
Your soul expelled
But the spirit disappeared
Thoughts went yonder
The heart only wonders
Living voice was full of words and discussions
At times being emotions
Wave after wave being like oceans
You heard once, but no more now
Honor with remember
Voices wanted you to hear
The voices vanished
You didn’t want to listen because of your pride
Silenced your heart
Hardened like a rock
Dependability moved on
Now you are stuck in your code of silence
Wasn’t obedient
No ingredient
Voiceless and useless
You thought of the souls before
Feeling the sore
Code of silence for sure
You can no longer ignore
Code of Silence settling the score.