It’s the singing voice of echoing words
The roar of the audience applause throughout the theater that could be heard
Dramatics became a struggle
Immediately following was a knock at the door
Puzzled and confused with a question if should explore
Suddenly beefy men with guns broke through
What was one to do?
Apparently money borrowed from Loan Shark
An unpaid debt from the very start
The irony of it in that wasn't really smart
So now the money must be paid back
I must move in being the track
If I don’t pay this money, I could be in a body sack
Singing woes, fate and consequence
The shadow of a coffin hangs overhead
Hustle is going to meet its bustle
Entering the Pool Hall, it will be a test of gambling in getting the sum of money to pay
But there are thugs with mugs
They are built with muscles like army tanks
My thought, no thanks
The thugs could borrow someone under the rug
A skilled Pool Player that no one has ever beat
Scores of winnings with no defeat
My next thought, “It’s time to retreat”
I hear echoing of “Debt not paid, death could be my name”
But how does one beat a Pool Playing Champion?
It’s a matter of concentration in having the right moves
I must win and that is what I must prove
Everything is at stake, “My Life”
The 8th Ball in the right socket
But suddenly the skilled Pool Player loss two shots
Everyone in the Pool Hall thought it was a plot
But the new debt Pool Player won $10,000 dollars, but owed the Loan Sharks $5,000 dollars
The debt was paid off
A loss became a win
It was then that finally came to an end
Having the right strategy being can
But for the record, was it skill or fate?

Sugar and spice
Now that would be nice
But all Alice has is her own inner advice
Her clothes are worn out and torn
She lives in the Ghetto with survival being a scorn
No wealth with riches
Luxuries are only a dreaming wish
No broom surrounding a witch
Living in a weather beaten house
There is even a **** mouse
Poor for sure
Elegance missing the galore
Alice’s life being a questionable table
She is living, but it falls under able
Yet, it’s Alice in Ghetto land
Her life wasn’t a wonder
In fact, you must look yonder
Survival being called to order
Alice learned very quickly from the very beginning
Life is not about riches in commodity
Reality with understanding in knowing how to live.

Gathering words in what a true testimony would say
True or false in every way
Able to define truth in substance that stays
Crime can’t get around Truthful Man on the justice line
It’s every given word whether false or true all mine
Truthful Man getting the false convicted
It’s the truth that must come out
Spreading truth is what Truthful Man is about
Far from a Lawyer’s document brief
The idea of honesty being the relief
This is how Truthful Man captures the thief
He separates all the grief
Now Truthful Man, we thank you for keeping us at your demand
Being a marvel super hero needs your command
No slip of false gets by you
It’s the committed truth that is always due
Later justice prevails that always comes through.

M - MARVELOUS

E - EXCELLENCE

R - REJOICE

R - RELIVE

Y - Y­ONDING



C - CHRIST

H - HOLY

R - REBORN

I - INNOVATION

­S - STAR

T - TOMORROW

M - MERCIFUL

A - ANIMATION

S - SAVI­OR

Enthusiast are who we are
Our interest in buses beyond compare
We have lots of information you wish to share
It’s those crafted wheels
The whole structure being ideal
It’s the steering wheel in the feel
Comfort in luxury in the engineering bus
Being a busnut is our expression in being a must
To some non-bus interest groups want to know what is all the fuss?
It’s a matter in buses being a hobby
In my case, it was the racing bus hound in how it made the bus get around
State to state in anywhere bound
But it was the electronic advertising moving eyes
School buses that were my first surprise
This is what made me realize
It was a school bus in my hand
Later it was bus preservation being chosen as the caravan
I became a busnut for sure
I encourage others to look into and explore
Buses are not moving vehicles that you just ignore
There is so much more
Observe and you too will see
But this will be between you and me
Buses are more than just people movers
They have a place history as shape and engineering change
There are so many different structures in memory remain
On-time with a destined mind
The value of schedules that is combine
Catch the bus being a must
Travel on a highway bus and you to will see what is all the fuss
Perhaps one day you will be a busnut that will be part of us.

A young man who loss his Mom
He mourned his Mother in thinking he was all alone
If his Mother was alive who was a Church worshipper, she would have stated, “God will always be at your side no matter what”
He will even see you through any consequence when you think you are stuck
Yes Mama has gone home
But you stay in the church and don’t you roam
The Church is where you need to be
God is the one too whom you need to see
“When you think you are along, the Lord will encourage you and letting it be known”
You might think you are alone because there is no one physically there
Yet it is that quiet with no movement beyond compare
God is for all and it’s his abundance within share
As he is the only one that really cares
As you walk and talk
As you praise and sing
The whole process is too be inspired
Alone being a short phase
But this I all part of God’s amaze
So when you think you are alone, it will always God in letting it be known
Alone in your mind, God’s resources of assurance of everlasting in  being combined.

Lights, Camera and Your On
Resume TV being everything it is supposed to be
Companies get a look see
Emailing a thing of the past
Snail mail that didn’t last
A new approach in job candidates is Resume TV
Up Front and Personal
Bring your employment background and you of who you are
Presentation being experience that took you far
Achiever is who you are
That makes you the candidate being the star
Interview right there being the TV network
Now this is an added perk
At the station at the right time
Present on spotlight
But it will be your experience being the highlight
Illustrating on Cue
It’s your personal Resume to go through
Your Resume being the dotted line
The image of you that highlights fine
Companies can see for themselves
No excuses in thought you were somebody else
Resume TV will capture the actual you
It will be up to all companies in research to pursue
Resume TV is ready to roll
It’s about employment backgrounds having a look see in behold.

Be a clown!  Be a clown!
Have a frown! Have a frown!
Putting fear in being scare
The town of Derry with Death having a past
Every 20 years a clown attacks young kids
Being scare with places being no hid
The clown’s eyes for kids
Blood having the thirst
Thriller being the illustrate burst
A clown that has laughter can also have a mystery
A purpose needing a reason
It doesn’t matter the season
“IT” having the possibilities of what kid will be chosen
Fear running through the minds
Bedazzled beyond bizarre
Well that is Chapter One so far
Until the next chapter of the movie comes out
Stay focused and keeping looking at the big screen.

James Ingram with a voice sultry
Encouraging Love
Keep the Romance no matter what
Living is only once
But once is never enough
It’s Heaven being James Ingram’s call
James Ingram had a style in music totally his own
It was Radio Station’s that let it be shown
Just once
But James Ingram’s music, you couldn’t listen just once
If you were looking for and loss a love in a romance, James Ingram will help you find it and start another
He was that kind of Brother
His message was step out with your true heart
But keep finding love as in everything, there will always be a fail
But you don’t have to make it your trail
Just once was only a start
Then again, Just Once would be that moment to cherish
Thank you James Ingram for making me a Man I was meant to be
A time to live and give
James Ingram was a devotion and commitment to his music
James Ingram achieved what he set on Earth in life
His music will continue being our advice
Tomorrow being no promise
Let the truth be said, as I am being honest
Just once will lead somewhere out there
But love is something sincere beyond compare
Just once being a moment to try
But James Ingram doesn’t want his fans to cry
We are thankful for your music contribution
But in my heart, you are my institution with your legacy with no conclusion
Your life is beyond in Heaven’s ways
Your music is our inspiration that will always stay
Until we meet again James Ingram, let your soul be peace and honor written in the stars.

Too sit or get up
Too try or never start
Achieve or be deceived
Be uptight or at ease
Theories are components of these
You are constant thinking and wondering
But have ever saw your own excel
Your moment is now in being tell
You have the power from within to do whatever talent’s that have been provided with too actually do
You are the data not of an advanced computer input
Your mind has captured your own technology of yesterday that was
Your ideas centered on your thoughts being its own information insight
Perhaps I am being respectful and polite
I want you to look within a light bulb and see your brightness that is
All coming from within
Later it will be moving on to then getting you to think on when
No one can hold you back only if you allow
But the mission is you must know how
Many choices at your command
It just takes endurance with the creative flow being your hands
Your voice, words and creativity in what the world hasn’t seen
Your destination asking you on where have you been?
Set out and tell the world what you are all about
Amazement will come and you being the shout out
How you plan it out
This is something I talked about
I wanted to motivate
Encourage you to participate
Showing you how theories all relate
Then go out and prove in what you can illustrate.

An unfamiliar voice echoes out
From the distance it sounds like a shout
I am quite sure you don’t know what I am talking about
The name of Tony was a spoken call
But all I could do was put my steps in a stall
Yet the name was still in a call
It was a voice I didn’t recognize
But the voice sounded organized
Later I had an idea it was the Lord educating me in become wise
I thought to myself
I am the only one on the street
My mind must be playing tricks
Perhaps my thoughts were basically stuck on strict
Yet knowledge seemed to pop into my head
I had received understanding being stead
The voice was definitely from Heaven
I am a witness and it happened at seven
As I walked on
It was knowledge all along
A voice from a far
You can’t get there by car
But it was the Heavens among the stars
Then an unforgettable theme, “ Man Makes Promises, but it is Jesus that gives results”
That theme I will never forget
You see, I have a calling on my life
Preaching God’s word with the praising strife
My testimony being very clear
This is something my heart holds dear
Lord, help me understand where knowledge flows
Where Heaven is, I want to go.

The sun has risen
Tomorrow being the new day
You are yet fighting for justice and freedom
But it’s your dignity and honor that prevails
I see numerous naval ships on the set sail
The mission we can’t fail
There’s a job that needs to be done
We are not finished until we have won
The Fallen Soldiers have finished their battle tour, but they too can’t be forgotten
The American Flag stands high and proud
It’s the moment to reflect in being allowed
Conquer we will and victory we shall
It won’t be until
Salute being continuous
It’s not something contagious
I hear military voices in the background
The enemy is near
But as Soldiers we cannot show fear
God has given us a personal creed
“Be a strong soldier in order to proceed”
Yet the battle drums beat long
Onto the battle with a mission where we belong
Music plays in the distance and echoing out
Inspirational singing is what I am talking about
Endless struggles seemingly beyond repair
But don’t get weary and full of despair
A Soldiers walk is God overseeing in that captivation talk.

Unlock those chains the Devil put you in
Unlock your mind where yesterday was from when
Unlock hour heart where your tomorrow can begin
The Devil has you shackled with strong lock
Yet Jesus knows how break and knock
But Jesus has the key and knows how to unlock
No need to settle for darkness end
Step into the light and watch as the beauty of you that will begin
The Devil wants to pound and keep you bound
But just look up and around, and its Jesus Praise being the sound
Chains can only stay on if you allow
But seek Jesus while he can be found
Your soul will appreciate, but unfortunately unbelievers will not be able to relate
Goodness comes from Christ
It’s not a confession to the Priest seeking advice
Just tell the chains to fall off
Be faithful and knowing your stance
With Jesus this is how you advance
Merciful father who gives all a chance
The Devil wants to be King and have you in a fire fierce grave
But the point is, the Devil needs to behave
Tell the Devil your true soul belongs to Jesus
The Holy Spirit are controlled by Heaven
It’s Heaven alone
Understanding comes in letting it be known
Shake those chains and watch them come off
This will make the Devil mad of course
But will be chains away and praises that will be ok.

ONE KNIVE FOR CUTTING
THE OTHER FOR STABBING
TWO KNIVES HAVE MUCH IN COMMON
BUT ONE KNIVE GOES BEYOND CUTTING
IN FACT, IT’S DESTINY WITH A MISSION
IT’S ****** IN BLOOD BATH
AS THE DOOR OPENS, A KILLER HAS A KNIVE IN HIS HAND
WANTING TO BE UNNOTICED, BUT THE ATTACK TO TAKE EFFECT
THE VICTIM IS ASLEEP IN BED
BUT I WANT ALL TO NOT BE MISLEAD
THIS WILL BE A QUI K AND ANGUISHED STEAD
SLOWLY THE KILLER GETS EVER SO CLOSE TO THE VICTIM
SUDDENLY STAB AFTER STAB WITH THE KNIVE UNTIL
THE VICTIM BLEEDS AND FINALLY DEATH
THIS WAS AN ATTEMPT TO ROB
THE VICTIM NAMED WAS ROB
A KNIVE THAT LITERALLY TOOK SOMEONE’S LIFE
BUT A MORE CALMER KNIVE THAT HAD A SOOTHING ADVICE AND CUTTING DINNER MEAT
THE KNIVE IN A CONTROLLED HAND
THE AFTERMATH BEING DEATH IN THE CARAVAN
NO HONOR, BUT PITY
IT ALL HAPPENED IN A BIG CITY
A KNIVE THAT HAD NO DIRECTION UNTIL POINTED
THE CUTTING EDGE
THE LOSS OF ONE’S PRIVILEDGE
EVIL IN MIND, BUT WHAT ELSE COULD BE COMBINED?

What really happened to Humpty Dumpty?
Nursery rhythms said he had a great fall
But who really made that call?
Now it could have been someone who had revenge
Rage beyond expectation
There were eyes being a witness who actually saw what happened to Humpty Dumpty?
He could have been cracked open
Certainly there was a purpose
It was a case being over easy with sunny side up
Yet someone won’t confess because they are all fed up
So many question with no precise answers
It’s an egg shell mess still with no confess
So the mystery of Humpty Dumpty fall still lives on
A story with its own dialog
A Nursery rhythm having a belong
But for now I must say so long.

Walking but not finding
The struggle feeling like a binding
The possibilities in what could be
Lifted being my own accord
Oh help me please Lord!
A dream becoming my introduction to the sky
Heavens guiding me in what is allowed
The promise in I was born to fly
It’s the take off with the birds and I
A flight beyond any Airmen’s manual
God’s wings in flying me stable
No wing’s required as it is God’s spiritual lift
The Rainbows are just as I pictured them
They are full of color assortments and bloom
I am not ready for Heaven
My time hasn’t come
Doves are purifying my heart
The Earth below looks like a landscape
If people only knew, the sky is God’s escape
Chosen ones only have that right
It’s the warmth being God’s sincere light
I have walked from cloud to cloud
Mystery beyond any mist
I have seen outer space
But there is a further trace
Heaven partially seen, but haven’t been
I am walking the sky beyond my wildest dreams
I have shook hands with the Angel’s
But I can’t arrive at the Heaven’s gates
This is not mistake
My name is not on reservation to date
To the unbeliever, they can’t relate
Faith is what you need
This is written in scripture being a creed
If I continue to walk the closer I will get to Heaven
It’s the longer I continue to pray unto this day
Belief in biblical words I say
The walk can become long and painful
Yet as I walk it shouldn’t be fearful
Praying hands are what keeping me in the air
No man on Earth can compare
It’s the goodness I want to share
Walk on, walk on and continue to walk on
Heaven’s watch and preparation and the journey of preservation, is the movement of my continuous salvation.

I was asleep in my bed
But was I dreaming instead?
While I was sleep, I was being elevated to a whole new world
A world of wonder in behold
My tomorrow being a completely new day
There are many words that could say
What place was this?
Outer space without a spaceship that couldn’t be missed
Now this is a whole new twist
My bed being space bound
I was in a deep sleep in not hearing a sound
It was pass the Milky Way
I felt my bed sway
It was a space storm
But this is the norm
Yet still asleep, my bed seemed to push on
But I was asleep where I belonged
I was on a journey most high
Yet I felt honored being the I
I was in an in deep sleep
I didn’t even have to count sheep
Being high above Earth and my heart feeling ever so deep
It was the remembrance slowly descending back to Earth
Still asleep, I was feeling like a new birth
A new revelation in feeling at ease
Don’t wake me please!

Costumes put away until next year
Masks taken off and showing no fear
Creatures have gone back to their tombs and not wanting to come near
The moon is back to its normal sphere
Candy galore
Seeing the Dentist for sure
Stomach aches from so many sweets
Stories to tell being a quick tweet
The end of eating flesh
No hands rising from a mesh
Halloween only a memory who dares to reflect back
Finding your way home along with your backpack
People will continue to be mean
But still the whole idea in being fit means being lean
The thrill that took a final bow
It was midnight which time allowed
Only your fondest dreams that did come true
But is Halloween really through?
You mind is being puzzled and you have no clue
Halloween came and went
The Devil’s asking and creatures being sent
Sleep tight with all your might
The stars twinkle and wish you a good night.

Always there
Medicine cabinet
Like a friend
When in need
Healing process
Covering proceed
Stick on
Where belong
Medical’s blend
There are brands
No infection
Quick fix
Look no further than the bandaid
The covering like a shade
Bandaid and let heal

It was August 17 at the New York Port Authority Bus Terminal
Departures that didn’t arrive
Trips surround the Greyhound Bus
Passengers stranded having a right to fuss
Some were outraged and words of cuss
But passengers need to get too their destination being a must
Shortage on Drivers is what passengers were told
But that excuse surely doesn’t hold
But that was totally no excuse
Greyhound’s explanation was a refuse
Stranded passengers feel their money and the company just used
Greyhound being an Icon around for years
It seems Greyhound can no longer preserver
A passenger refund doesn’t cover any delay
As for that refund is not ok
Passengers are entitled to quality service
It’s satisfaction that must surface
If you can’t deliver your promise
Then Customer Service must be honest
Passengers want operations to be an On-Time ride
It’s that guaranteed service that passengers want Greyhound to provide
No, passengers must not take in as their stride
Greyhound improvements that you be solid in how you operate
This is something all the passengers would appreciate.

Write with how you feel
But just don’t let your emotions become a big deal
You are a Poet with lots of expressions
Because you are a Poet, your mind transcends with inspiration
A Poet is more than just words
A Poet is an artist who turns writing into a masterpiece
Your letters and words just give the right effective strike
Yet the key to being a Poet is commitment
A reader’s appreciation of poetry in being a compliment
A desire to be heard
Also not thinking your part of a writing herd
Positive thinking is what being a poet is all about
Your own creations having that shout
Be proud and honored that you have a gift to write
Because we are Poets, we know how to excite
Action into perfection
Ideas with a suggestion
Being a Poet is a creed
The Lord gave us this gift and wants us to proceed
There’s your Poet commandment
Remember you are guided by your own thoughts in instruction
In concluding, “A Poet’s mind is the reader being caught up in thought”.

Sincerity is the main name
Write like I never wrote before
Chose various topics to explore
Negativity I must ignore
Be confident in my sure
Think on writers on came from before
There’s my inspiration in galore
It is also encouragement for me to continue to write on
It will be an endless page being long
Continuous writing from the heart
Thinking reader response from the start
I have regularly written Online
So I am known to many websites combined
My writing being a God given gift
So is no time to be acting like a stift
This is my writing being my wish
It’s a talent I definitely appreciate
I want to share with others in illustrate
I know fame doesn’t come by chance
But the vision to see upcoming chapters in one’s advance
Writing is a skill
But determination makes up the will
I am an eager writer like anybody else
But with different platform that only includes self
My writing gift being an ability to write
I offer continued inspiration in being polite
I guess my day will come when I reach writing fame
All I want all to do is remember my name.

Sit verses Stand
Talk verses Silent
Sing verses hum
Write verses draw
Accomplish verses establish
Negativity verses positivity
Encourage verses inspiration
Sad verses Joy
Weather verses Condition
Mood verses Attitude
Danger verses Safe
Mad verses Glad
Boy verses Girl
Love verses Hate
Poet verses Writer
Speaker verses Lecturer
Lie verses Truth
Youth verses Old
Live verses Death
Owner verses Partner
Scare verses Dare
Nightmare verses Dream
Evil verses Good
Church verses Religion
Bus verses Car
Train verses Air
Work verses Home

Pick your choice
A moment to say this
The added flavor with a twist
A following being the track
Your choice to make
Our call being the stake
The reaction waiting for you to take.

I was only spreading the good news being an encouraging Christian word
But the fact is, you have already heard
A time will come when you wish you took my word in
My writing will continue and it’s not the end
My Christian words are a reinforce
True, you have a choice to accept or reject
That is your own accord being an elect
In life, there are many options and that’s individual select
The Lord’s word stands alone
This is every day being shown
I may have one less follower
But life goes on
It’s a new day, and I am enlightened beyond my yond
But it’s every day encouragement, and I have the Lord to look upon.

It’s heavy rain tonight
The road is so dark there aren’t any headlights
But along the rain are flashes of lightening and thunder
We have taken a forbidden route
It has been said those that take Route 8 never return
Route 8 has not been driven down for years
The reason being fears
Road signs say, “Turn Back” and other signs continue on if you dare
The clock on a old building says, “No time to spare”
But it’s fate that doesn’t care
The road being its own detour
Minutes have quickly accelerated into the hour
The road took hold
Drivers are all bold
Route 8 has turned into a final conclusion
The minds are working like its all an illusion
The road being its own consolidation
Evil welcomes having no appreciation.

Poet Man’s own words in fighting fame
The value of Novel Man that’s only a name
No need in being lame
But when it comes to writing appeal Poet Man and Novel Man have their own conceal
It seems Novel Man has words in his plan in enterprise
Yet they both have a pull of surprise
But there is a realize
But Poet Man is on alert
Words together don’t always flock together
Under the Keen eyes of Poet Man is a sentence watch
Yet Novel Man and Poet Man are ready for a match
But that might be more of catch
However on the other hand, Novel Man is stuck on fetch
Poet Msn on the case with streaming words
To Novel Man, have you heard?
Poet Man has the voice and emotion of choice
Novel Man of course has the subject matter
But back and forth, Poet Man and Novel Man are full of chatter
However, writings must continue on
Novel Man is concentrating, and at the same time in a yawn
Each were in their own writing to look upon
But one thought about each other in who was actually the best
Yet, just let the reader to be the one to confess
It seemed more like a competition being a test
Determination at that
However, time to continue to move on, but Poet Man and Novel Man were both talented beyond expectations
But with the combined efforts, they were writing in appreciation
Each in their own presentation with representation
Does association apply?
I see that you ask why
Writing can come in many forms
It’s just a matter of create and perform
But remember from a Poet’s standpoint, it’s the deep down emotion from a raging storm
No matter when and how
But Poet Man and Novel Man both using time allowed
Writing itself made both proud
Competition being a strong possibility
Along with that comes commitment and responsibility
No one loss nor won
It was a mission to prove that Poetry and general writing are all number one.

The room just started to spin
I wasn’t even ready for begin
It felt like I was in a tomb
Perhaps even my doom
The more the spinning room did
My bets were living in bid
The room seemed to go faster
It was a moment that seemed arrived
I don’t know, but I managed to survive
However when I least expected
My mind formulating on regret
A spinning room that I will forget
Suddenly the spinning rook slowed down
My eyes attempted to look around
My fortress became my destined bound
But my words, I couldn’t utter a sound.

A house that was built centuries ago
Let me explain the details very slow
It’s a house structure with many ceilings and walls
Yet no completeness in boundary stuck on stall
Missing were the floors
This is something that really needs to be explored
It’s seems back in the colonial days
There was hesitation rage in every way
A fierce fight between the house owners and the Government Parliament
A fight that continued before the house was ever complete
There was abundant of deceit
One of the key house owners had died
There was no more fight in try
All was left was a strategy in take it in your stride
The house remained the same
No one ever visited in came
Excuses after excuses became just lame
But there was a lot of blame
Nothing more than finger pointing being the aim of shame.

Answer questions that seems to be a mystery
Inspire in what can be achieved
Theories in concept that were beyond scientific approach
It was a past speech and how it was spoke
There were times even history had a revoke
It was character in reason for the poke
In fact famous Historians were thought of in being a full class joke
Yet famous Historians became
Fame making their name
Unbelievers in excuses in constant blame
But that is just one aspect
History can also have an impact
The purpose of history is to inspire all individuals
Open the eyes to wonders and thinking yonder
Reasons to achieve
Illustrate talents, but don’t let anyone deceive
Accomplishments are what one will receive
History being just the right boost
Having courage to step out and cut loose
Yes Historians vary
Masterpieces have many
But the Historians say just do as they did
Come out of the shadows from being hid
Most sounds like a lot
Some might even say it is a plot
But I am here to tell you it is not
Choices you can analyze for yourself
You are different and not like everybody else
Become you own Historian within you, and go out and present your talent that surrounds you.

It was words from creativity of then
All this thinking had the Poet pondering on when
It was the moment sitting high above on a bridge
It was life being a privilege
The seven seas as they revolve
The feeling of the flowing breeze to think of
Suddenly the sun’s spotlight giving warmth all around
The movement of cars all making a sound
Yet the moment of life can be a sudden tap of death
A moment can be a second with fast acceleration
It doesn’t matter of age within the generation
But the source of a Poet’s quick write
Bringing from the heart and knowing how to excite
It’s the pen and paper on a specific quest
A computer and display screen as a back up in confirming the request
We all take one day at a time
Yet as a Poet we take thoughts with ideas in what’s combined
Understanding and wisdom in what experience has given
Education can only take you just so far
In order to achieve you must the experience scar
The inspiration coming from within and establishing a dialog at the end
The Poet is one that knows, and also wants to encourage all and yet instill in let your feelings show. Your ideas no one can take away. Your mind being its own human microchip and your creativity hidden just waiting to come out.
Words upon words, and this is what makes a Poet in what I am talking about.

I have often been asked what made me get involve into buses?
It was my Aunt who took me when I was a little Tot to Macy’s Herald Square
This is where my interest spread into preserver
It was marquee eyes moving back and forth
Yellow school buses all stacked up
As my Aunt began to move out of the store, she noticed I had the bus in my hand and told me to put it back
My Aunt tried to take the bus out of my hand, but my grip was so steady as a vise tack
Even a little Tot such as I, my Aunt couldn’t get that bus away from me
A bus passion from the very beginning being so strong, then still remains in my history being long
But the story continues in how I liked the hound
I still have a love that continues at every single bound
I have a love for animals
However it was that race and stretch that caught my attention
I didn’t need any persuasion
The Hound became my inspiration and my commitment being the indication
I was definitely under the Hound spell
Even today, my friends can tell
My true heart stating Oh well
Yet I often wondered why wasn’t I born a bus
I guess I wouldn’t be considered a bus nut among us
Yet I have the bus nut flow
That is something I never want to let go
The highway being the road
The picture of a bus in behold
Now you know my story being a bus nut ever told.

I was hiking in the woods
I saw a bear in my presence from where I stood
I couldn’t move if I could
My first instinct was to run
Then I thought I would be out done
But at this point this wasn’t a game of being fun
I didn’t move fast as I didn’t want to confuse the bear
But at the same time I didn’t want the bear to come near
I tried to reason and you better believe with care
Every tense moment was an eye on eye of beware
The bear was hungry and saw I had food
Yet my food was in my bag and I didn’t want to be a fool
Suddenly the bear started to roar
Being in the woods, this was no time to explore
I felt this was a good time to move
There was absolutely nothing for me to prove
I spotted a lake with the bear on my trail
I had a plan and I knew it couldn’t fail
I maneuvered quickly through the lake
It was careful steps in the take
The bear then decided it would hesitate
But I was prepared in anticipate
A situation that could have happened
But my life was sparred
I could breathe in the wood’s fresh air
An encounter being face to face
Quick thinking with no time to waste
I was able to continue with my hike
My experience told me not to create a plight.

A narration of an Author with many ideas
Then there’s a caution accompanied with fear
It was many stories to talk about
There was also bitterness turning into a bout
A few of the stories as they were
The Author describes that moment he was hit by a speeding car, and the impact could have been death
The inspiration was the Author still had time left
In between, there was sadness when his Mother died
He had no desire to live and loss all his pride
But the Author remembered his Mother told him often, it is God that you should abide
Yet the Author’s Mother had dignity and honor with divine inspiration that she did provide
His Mother’s living words, “Son, there will be words of utterance, but God is the life in calm and tolerance. Sorrow is only for a day, but tomorrow is the hope and reason to live. However do remember, don’t cry for me, but rejoice in the blessing that is to be. Heaven is and will always be inspiring to one’s soul and spirit and I am going home to be with thee. I lived my life abundantly and you already have the foundation of my uplifting advice.”
Well the Author became energized
His Mother’s true words he did realize
Wonders of behold of thy amazed
My Mother often would give God praise
His Mother’s spirit may have gone up, but the Author’s life was already planned being set up
No one knows what tomorrow will bring
Oh the Author learned well as continued living being the thing
The Author knows all about revolving chapters, but it is God in all that matters
Being committed to complete
Breaking barriers and overcoming defeat
The Author told the story straight
Some might present hate
Others don’t want to relate
Then again, it is about appreciate
But the narration stands by itself, and wasn’t late
Now one might want to debate
However, the Author brought the story together which we all can associate
But again to all readers to appreciate
Now the Author offers all of us advice, “Pull any book from any book shelf and feel inspired”
The truth is not to tire
Time limits are the persons with no time to spare
But the mission is, “Write when you can, and continue to control on when”.

Mama, I always wanted to perform
But you kept telling me Church is the norm
Mama you said, “Sing for the glory of the Lord”
It’s the Heavens being the accord
Before you know it, my Daughter will be on Drugs, Alcohol and partying all hours of the night
I pray because that alone scares me with fright
Girl, God is the guiding light
Why are you so uptight and that you must sing?
Mama, my singing was meant for the world
My tone and pitch will make audiences swirl
I could have the audience on their feet
Mama’s response, but God can’t be beat
Your father and I have always given you inspiration through the church
It’s enrichment of Faith, and remember, God’s word is everlasting
However Mama, despite what you say, I am going on the road to sing
New York is my base, but there’s a world I want to explore
For now Mama, it’s the church I must ignore
Entertainment I must explore
First stop Japan then Europe
My bags are packed
My flight leaves at 6:00 pm
So Long Mama, this is something I must do.

It was a pleasure when the Johnson’s moved in
But this is a new chapter that is going to begin
At first the house was thought of in being an average home
But the Johnson’s had no idea of what roams
Ghostly sounds of troubled moans
Cracks on the ceiling and walls
Streaks of heavy footsteps pounding the floors
Traces of faces of ghost who would appear
The idea of in your face of desperation fear
The Johnson’s held their hands to their hearts
Yet spirits are from souls
Ghostly acts of look and behold
Ghostly voices got louder and bolder
The Johnson’s were told to get out
A couple previously owned the house years ago had died
Real Estate agencies wanted the home to be sold and they gave every try
But within the house, you would hear a ghost in a sadly cry
The Anderson’s who were the dead owners prior of the house, vowed the house will never be sold
At least this was what all buyers were told
So ghost screams continued to go on
The time frame being for as long
The Ghost proclaimed, “Who says we shall be casted out”
We were the prior owners and will continue to move about
Our house being our entire life
It has always been our soul strive
Whoever buys the former Anderson’s house they will be silenced like an unsuspecting mouse
The thrills and chills will continue to prosper on
Soul to expected soul in where you will need to belong.

Struggles being pressure within distress
Your body is combating a test
It’s your drug addiction that only you can contest
Knowing that you have a drug addiction problem that’s truly your confess
You must be fully strong to quit
It will be lots of counseling that fit
Full determined mind being the key
The clouds being your eyes not to wonder, but be assured in yonder that is certain
Drugs do nothing more than course your body to withdraw
Eyes of observation in what I saw
There’s help that is always on the way
Your encouragement, “A fulfilled life is worth living and a chance worth giving”
Death is what drugs say in how much time you have left
Live on and be determined along with overcoming the habit being a battle of your own
Substance
It won’t happen in an instance
It’s all about timing and commitment
You are the race against the clock
You are a victim that many people mock
As a drug user, you are the human who can quit and stop
It’s will power that leads the way
It’s the drugs you need to astray
Kick away from drugs and don’t make a permanent stay
If you really believe in your own intensive care, and it is about health I want to share
The idea is to stay substance clean, and no more needed for me to say as you know what I
Mean.

My life that wasn’t even promised
My vintage tracing back my words in being honest
Death wanted to pay me a visit
But God said there is a limit
Yet Death was determined to take to an undesired place
In my mind I tried to erase
But the moment seemed dark
It looked like Death was steadily making its mark
But Death was pushed out by a strong beacon of light
Death couldn’t see me because it had no sight
Intervention that was just too tight
Heaven smiled on me as Death wasn’t my time
This was a time to continue living and truly shine
The surrounds of my past all come to mind
My hand extended up
My praises could have filled a cup
Nothing stops a Heavenly heart
This is how Death wants to make its mark
Yet I wonder when and how Death will find me
I will just have to wait and see
But for now I must be glad and let be
I am living from Heaven in a time of giving
Yet the Devil wants to corrupt my mind by being deceiving
I am strong in the Holy Sprit and for that I have been given merit
My life written in the clouds
All this in what is being allowed
Death will see another day, but for now there is nothing more for me to say.

A mystery house that stood all alone
A lot about the house that wasn’t really known
Yet it was definitely evil that wanted to transcend
In the shade of darkness like a bolt of lightening to begin
A curious citizen who wanted to examine the house
An unexpected surprise being a mouse
Suddenly the house went into a surge
The curious citizen became the house purge
The house became a cage capturing a human mouse
Yet this was a human becoming the house trap
The story was told by various citizens, the remarks were followed by a lot of crap
Beyond anyone’s mind
Timing being precise and it wasn’t mine
A house having nothing but darkness
Yet there wasn’t any witness
A house being its unknown with a surprise that is always shown
Spotlight being the captive who ever enters
A house with an everlasting end, and afterwards eternity being until
When.

A time prophesized that would appear
The final hour that has come near
The irony of fear
Judgment Day has arrived
There was people running looking for places to hide
But being God’s servant I will abide
My trust has always been in the Lord
His teachings of knowledge was always my accord
The books were opened
My soul was raptured up
I journeyed and arrived in Heaven
My days on Earth that was a final seven
The Angels welcomed me, and shook my hand
But it was the Lord at the throne being the caravan
Praises and harmony that stood out
Joy being my thankful shout
Gold and Silver everywhere around Heaven
Earth was a good-bye
Heaven being a new beginning and I would be the try
My Faith that stood up
My praise having a testimony
Being a miracle of behold
Salvation is about being bold
Death wanted to stop me
Warmth intervention displayed for all to see
Heaven carried me along, but Earth was something that made me spiritual strong.

The life of Robert Guillaume
A Butler with distinction
A man who turned sophistication into laughter
Dinner is served in the Main Dining Room
But if you didn’t move you would probably be told to eat before you come
Snaps upon snaps being Robert Guillaume
Where did that all come from why it was ‘BENSON” the TV Comedy series?
The show aired on ABC-TV
It lasted for Seven Years from 1979-1986
But besides Benson, Robert Guillaume also did several skits of other television shows such as playing a Homeless Man named “HAMBONE” on “GOOD TIMES” Family Comedy TV Series
It aired on CBS
Robert Guillaume was gifted in talent gaining proclaim in acting experience
A man who lived to be 89 Years Old
But it is Heaven establishing a behold
Robert Guillaume is his own story ever told
He is now free
Heaven is his spotlight
A musical song in my mine comes to mine “HEAVEN I YOND”
I knew Heaven is where I belong
Robert Guillaume saw and accomplished
Thanks for the elegance in guiding us TV fans within the Mansion
Your name having honor in the mention
Sleep well
Your Acting experience we all can tell
You brought inspiration that was swell
But you lived your life in an upbeat note
We don’t even have to cast a vote
But part of you was no joke
Your life in which you never gave up
But Heaven knew it was time for you to be lifted up
This is not an end, but inspiration you left us in letting hope begin.

My idea in writing a book
For years I wrote down some words
Every day it was voice in being heard
The story of thrills of a roller coaster life
The notions that I may need advice
An eerie jolt of words that will attract
My sentence dialog of my back track
The hand as it opened the door
The mystery of something happened with the floor
It began to buckle and shake
It actually felt like a quake
My family spirits restless
One’s breath of confess
Words that I cannot say
Suddenly my mind seems to have gone astray
It is the writing feeling that is to be
Your expectations of me for all to see
All this will be from a book
All you have to do is take a look
To feel is to experience
Influence with the energy of endurance.

You had been taught in school
I was the research being a tool
Remember Ancient Civilization
The genius in building the pyramids being the indication
A fall down of Ancient cities
How the homeless live being a pity
The struggles between nations
Attitude having no solitude
The search for peace
The Civil Rights Movement in emotions that was released
That strange looking car that was invented then
What we can expect in the future coming at the end
People torn apart
Total separation being a start
Every U.S. President that has ever served
Justice system in what people deserve
Anger into hate
Brutality I how it relates
That was your history
Straight teachings without any mystery
Yes, I was your history, motivator and educator rolled out in one
But I am not yet done
Today I want you to learn history even more
There is yet more to explore
You get right down to the history core
I leave you this history quote, “Words are many, but its true discussions that carry”.

Happy Cleaners having a quality name
They get dirt out that doesn’t remain
Clean Clean Clean
Keen Keen Keen
Happy Cleaners being every sense of the word
But just in case you haven’t heard
Happy Cleaners in snappy
The customer is never ******
Your clothes won’t be given back the way it was given in
Just simple and precise
The charge is the right price
I don’t need to give advice
Try Happy Cleaners and you will never have to think twice
So bring your clothes in as they are
They are located in the heart of midtown, so they are not far
Yet don’t be surprised as your clean clothes compliment your car
Value you will certainly cherish
Be prepared to look distinguished
So stop hoping your clothes get clean being a wish
Let Happy Cleaners turn dirt into swish.

The Devil is really getting around
He is corrupting people minds in being bound
All you have to do is just look around
It’s hatred against foe
The eyes of revelation in Oh!
A hand extended out then taken back
Yet the continued confusion has become a stack
The frustration is holding others back, but at the same time they continue to lack
Attitudes that could raise the Richter scale
Holding back to no prevail
Hell having its own name and who wants to tell?
A lot of people all just say oh well
This is what the Devil truly wants to sell
Yet Hell seems to expel that Earth is Hell’s shell
Confusion still emulates
It’s a weaken barrier of hesitate
A Devil’s voice of getting volunteers to participate
The multitudes caught in Hell’s net
The idea is don’t let it become the Devil’s game as a bet
It’s Heaven’s name in let.

Alone
Once where a person with a disability sat
An accident caused the effect
Hardship and pain
One had to endure
Through courage in determination
Breakthrough was made
Inspiration through the whole ordeal
Realities were real
The person was a Role Model
Courage in revelation
The creation was one’s own response in supplementation
Intervention with a voice
Battle after Battle determined to survive
Beginning into the long road ahead
Encouragement taking flight
Morning into Night
Mission complete
Life lived to the fullest
One’s spirit got wings
Distinction being remembered
A Wheelchair sits alone in a corner
An image that once was is no longer there
Only a reminder in never forget

A bus design in delight
It was sit back and observe the sight
A young boy traveling South
Downtown to Downtown being Greyhound’s day
Oh that Scenicruiser Dual Level ride
The craftsmanship of one level with steps leading to another
The GM-PD-4501 being like no other
Seeing the highway from above
There was plenty of joy with everything to think of
Fellow passengers welcome aboard
This is the world famous Greyhound Scenicruiser
A name that goes a long way
But has become a vintage bus to stay
As a youngster, that Scenicruiser brings back many memories
A comfortable ride with suspension
That hound into the night
The only light was the Scenicruisers headlight
The vintage famous bus having its place leading the highway
Yet, GM-PD-4501 in remembrance that will stay every step of the way.

An invite on Linkedin
Here’s my story from the very begin
It all started with me filling out the application
The invite said no cost and will include
Yet as the story continues, there was elevating fortitude
As the woman continued on the phone, she stated the conversation would be recorded
But my questions were, why was my 34 years experience cut down to and my education pushed up several years?
To no surprise, I got no answer to my questions
I already I knew this was a rip off
The lady talked on and persuasion being ever so long
She stated I would get a personal URL, Business Profile, Lifetime Membership, but I had to send a personal picture and a business card via email
But wait, it gets even deeper
I started asking, “How much is this going to cost?
Once again, the woman stated, I will get to that in a moment
The woman continued on in what I would get
But my mind was already on saying I regret
Than came pricing of $900.00
My answer was way to much, but what happened to being free
Free being the key to attract someone like me
Yet no one gets anything for nothing
The woman even had the nerve to reduce amount to $400.00 then $200.00 then $99.00
I simply told her no thanks, but she continued on and I hung up
Don’t be taken for attempted rip off opportunities
Examine from the very start
Show the rip off folks that you are smart
Then they will have to automatically depart.

Let’s play ball
Hank Aaron’s achievement that was seen by all
Through the years of discrimination
But it was talent that echoed out being Hank Aaron’s attention
Being Afro-American, he made history illustrating his presentation
He was a man of honor and truth
Hank Aaron who felt consequences but conquered them
Yet, he offers this encouragement, “Never give up, but always continue believing”
Believing in the impossible, but comes as expectation
The wonder surrounding inspiration
Hank Aaron the man no matter what
He believed in himself while others had doubt
But seeing Hank Aaron perform on the Baseball field, a determined and destined Baseball Player
Civil Rights was a plight during his generation
But he brought all barriers to achieve history in his life
Atlanta Braves was the term he made victory
But bravery is the story
Heaven is now his glory
His journey was ******* Earth
But he is now enriched in Heaven’s redeemed birth
His story of baseball is in all the history books
All one has to do is take a look
Fame follows throughout time
But now, Hank Aaron is at Rest and peace
Heaven knows
Hank Aaron’s life still has a glow
Remember him, and don’t cry
He is free to roam everlasting
Home run to Heaven at last

A look see in a Poet’s writing life
The discussion of ideas being the Poet’s own advice
Poetry readings of a Poet’s inspiration
Listening to the words and sentences accelerating into divine emotions
The expressions like smooth sea waves
Enthusiasm at every line
They are not illusions being sublime
It’s words from the Poet’s mind combined
A Poet’s heart full of emotions like a volcanic erupt
Yet not disturbing, but inner feelings needing to get out
Poetry TV being recognition of Poets no matter who they are nor heritage from the past
The idea is to keep Poetry alive and make it last
Poetry TV identifying Poetry in being more than an intriguing
Line
It’s the encouragement to write what you feel, and that will be just fine
So it’s Poetry until
Ideas while
Media turn being Poetry TV showing the viewers Poetry style.

The heart of many flowers
The aroma being genuine
Mama Edna who was so kind
She lit up the room where ever she entered
The smile that said, “Sit A While”
Now that was Mama Edna’s style
She was the guiding light being the family connection
The family were the gatherings and Mama Edna was the harmony
Whenever she laughed and spoke, it was wisdom speaking like a symphony
But through the laughter there were tears
It was pain being Mama Edna’s fears
Her heart was on sorrow
The thought, what would happen to her tomorrow?
The Lord heard Mama Edna’s call
At first it was a moment being a stall
But then Jesus answered and said, “Mama Edna, your room in Heavy is ready
Mama Edna didn’t hesitate because it was her chariot a waits
You struggled long enough
But then, Mama Edna had some encouraging words, “Family and Friends, it’s time for me to go home, I fought a good fight, but now I am guided by Jesus guiding light. I want you all too the remember me from when, and use my legacy throughout every now and then. I will you all to stay close together and comfort each other. My destiny has become a Heavenly eternity. My last words, “Love one another”
Take close
Heaven I have arrived
The Joy, the Praise being the strive
This is not Goodbye, but until we meet again.