Grandson, there will be a world you will never understand
You will learn of God’s goodness through the land
Through God you will be able to stand
As you walk through life in living you will understand
Living is a learning experience
You will walk through endless storms
But that is part of life being the norm
You may think you are loss, but God has you in found
Echoes upon echoes is inspiration in sound
Listen as I embrace you in wisdom
There is a place far away known as the Kingdom
In that place you will find everlasting
The preparation starts with salvation
The continuation is Deliverance
I taught you how to pray
Through prayer everything will be ok
In that moment and hour, pray
Now eventually I will be called home
But it will be everlasting to roam
No matter what, my spirit of legacy will always be within you
It is my establishment signature
Grandson, fulfill being God’s will
Watch your steps and hold your peace in still
I must leave you now
You will always be in my heart
My soul lifted up
Behold, we shall meet again
Grandson, “Always observe the clouds, and be prepared”
Grandma says, “Pray and continue to pray”
Now it becomes wait until that day

My realization of Miracle on 34th Street that came to life
My years working for Macy’s Corporate at the Flagship Herald Square Tower
It was the Macy’s and Gimbel’s competitive era
The miracle started with Macy’s was planning a big advertising campaign
The story begins with a Macy’s Buyer and Gimbel’s Buyer having lunch
Both Buyers asked the same question of what was happening at both companies
Macy’s and Gimbel’s were foes
Being both dominance on Herald Square back then, and Macy’s still is
They always had to outdo the other
As it turned out, the Macy’s Buyer told the Gimbel’s Buyer exactly what was happening at Macy’s
So how, Gimbels heard about the advertising campaign that Macy’s was going to illustrate
For Gimbels that was an appreciate
Strategy beat to the punch
Gimbel’s presented Macy’s advertising campaign making it there’s
This made Mr. Edward Finkelstein, Macy’s former CEO President frustrated
Mr. Finkelstein had another theory with another idea
Counter attack being that Mr. Finkelstein had someone spy on Gimbel’s to see what they were planning
Ready, aim and observe

Gimbel’s had their plan so sophisticated and complex that Macy’s own couldn’t figure out, but presented only a portion the best they could
The Gimbel’s plan didn’t come out the way Macy’s encountered
Macy’s loss on that score
Later that morning at precisely 10:00 am, Mr. Finkelstein had email sent to everyone at Macy’s that we are not to discuss any Macy’s business with Gimbel’s
Miracle defeat in devastation of disappointment
Nonetheless, miracle seen through both companies of Macy’s and Gimbel’s
My yesteryear back
I worked in Mr. Edward Finkelstein’s Executive Office at one time assisting Veronica, Mr. Finkelstein’s Secretary in various Typing projects
I took a Typing test at Macy’s and tested at 95 words per minute with only made on error
Because of that, I was asked from time to time to assist in his office
M. Edward Finkelstein is deceased
Miracle through being competitive
My history in exploring
My story
Miracles have it for all to remember
They can happen anywhere
Miracle on 34th Street
Upbeat and neat

I felt weak and sick
Any illness, take your pick
It was that moment in prayer
The sickness suddenly cleared into thin air
I was healed in Jesus name

A curtain that has thin satin
The Moon having the right angle
Urges accelerating into stronger urges
It became the moment between a Man and a Woman
Their clothes seem to just fall off
It was nature setting the course
Sweat poured like steam
The love juice felt more like a warm summer stream
One could hear screams of ecstasy
But it became apparent of more, more and more
It was the signal being right in sure
Yet bodies were in full control of their emotions
It was liker waves cruising over an ocean
Lust lasted throughout the entire night
It was behind closed doors being a sight
The Man and Woman loss in their own Biology
They became their own experimental love scientist
Lust was truly on the run
The ****** was complete and the couple had fun
The Man and Woman fulfilled their lust for each other, and they were finally done
It was enjoyment being among
Urges that were extremely strong
A couple knew how to move Lust along.

What separates you from loving me?
What separates me from you loving you?
Emotions no longer control
Mind communications don’t connect
In fact, our personalities totally neglect
There is no love effect
Our understanding doesn’t have an intellect
Yet we don’t speak
We are like a thread not going through the needle
Our bed even protests in not being loved
The truth is within us
Why must we be separated?
We seem we are apart even when we are together
Yet I still have love for you
However you say you still love me
My thinking, I will have to wait and see
But we stand alone
No understanding shown
We are like two birds that have flown
My hesitation I should have known
I don’t want to make this full blown
Separated we are
We can only work out our differences and see how far.

Beep Beep
Talking bus
Surprised to hear one
Never out done
Flag me down
Step aboard
Hear the engine pulsating
I travel from Market Street Downtown and all around into the suburbs
It’s the commuters who ride
Street to street to which I provide
Stopping within various street blocks
Sometimes traffic like it or not
Daily proceed
Transit all communities need
When you see your stop, just pull the cord, and I will stop
A talking transit bus at its best
Some say they can take it or less
Commuters have that right to confess
Nonetheless, transit bus on duty
Observe how I absorb the street bumps, totally sturdy
This talking transit bus has said enough
No bluff
Just enough

Someone in the Church wanted to sing a solo
But at the time, it started out as only a photo
Yet this was the night for the Church Choir to rehearse
This might be the time for a reverse
It was an allegorizing moment of sour note upon sour note
I would make anybody in the audience to choke
Someone suggested in let us pray
The Choir definitely needed a miracle
Now it has always been said, “Make a joyful noises”
But somewhere the congregation would disagree
Sour notes don’t win this
But how will the church congregation respond Fetch, Quiver and the words, Lord have mercy?
So painful as it was, the congregation managed to get how the sweet the sound by way of a sermon, “Glory in speaking Words”
That was the best unmusical tune ever heard
Amen to prayer and singing that never got there.

It has nothing to do with Silver and Gold treasure
There is nothing in material value to measure
It doesn’t surround love of pleasure
I am not talking about a intimate interlude
Yes when you think on love follows soothe
But true hidden treasure is the goodness of one’s self
Sometimes you think of everything being in a treasure chest found in the attic
But there you go again thinking you are a rich fanatic
The hidden treasure is actually your own heart feeling the joy
Breathe in all that admiration
Look high in the sky with all that appreciation
There’s your hidden treasure
You are the possibilities and your purpose controls your realities
Hidden treasure you never thought about
You are that hidden treasure
Finding who you are and where you want to be
Reflection in and day out
Your own treasure to cherish
Hidden not
But a good find
It’s the charisma heart being unhidden treasure that is divine

Crime in Sentenceville
Time after time to fill
Justice within the period of Villain’s rise in Jail time
It was the villain called Night in planning a crime wave of all crime waves
Intentions with no behave
Night planned to steal all Poetry work causing desperation
It was the hour of midnight, and the plan was taking place at that moment within a suburb warehouse in Wordyton part of Sentenceville
The alarm was cut off and every careful step made
Nothing was overlooked, but carefully mapped out
But was it?
Poet Man got the call that something sinister was taking place
It was dash into the Book Mobile, and put a seal onto Night’s plot
It is going to be a Night of like it or not
When Poet Man arrived, he confronted Night, and he was surprised
But Night’s Hutchmen thought they were wise
But Poet Man is energized full of words of power
Hour by hour
But was Poet Man outnumbered?
He came prepared with illusionist his wonder
The fight grew into Justice having a battle with evil
As the fight became intense between Poet Man with Illusionist by his side with competing with Night and Hutchmen
All kinds of words flying through the air during the fight such as Distinguished, Justice, Liberty and creation straight out
Poet Man and Illusionist gave a fight to the finish in keeping Poetry where it stands and where it belongs in society
So behind bars and hutchmen got
Night saw daylight being caught like a net
Poet Man and Illusionist had that effect
Poet Man and illusionist said, “Poetry is here to stay, but Night will always see darkness loss in his own fog”.

Rise to the occasion
Platform shoe trend
Fashion history that came to an end
Walking high
Thinking tall
Ever so careful in not to fall
There’s a get up and get down
Disco fever
Back in the day platform shoes were the fashion
Today they are a mention
Men got plenty of attention
Today’s heritage
Honor with a privilege
Head up
Move bold
Dance floor beat
Platform shoes on the feet
Man’s fame
Feet that had no tame
No shame
What’s in a name?
Platform shoes were a big deal
For real
Alive and true
Compelled to pursue
Walk on with a step up
Highrise

Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
A phrase and let go
Putting one in the know
A pick and choose moment
The start with eeny meeny miny moe
The end in moe
The count
The who
Choosing
Being chose
The person
The winner

ELEGANCE WITH EVERY SIP
QUALITY BEING THE TASTE
THE AROMA OF THE SENSES
JUST SIT BACK AND RELAX
FEEL BUBBLY AND TRANQUIL
AN OCCASION TO HAVE A DRINK
THIS IS MY NAPPA VALLEY MOMENT TASTE
I AM CERTAINLY NOT GOING TO LET THE WINE GO TO WASTE
MY WINE SALUTE EXTENDING INTO THIN AIR
THE MERIT I JUST WANT TO SHARE
ONE SIP WITH ENJOYING CARE
QUENCH ONE’S THIRST
PLEASED BEING THE OUTBURST
THE LAID BACK FEELING
A REASON TO RELAX
UNWIND AND NOT BE PERPLEXED
WINE FULL OF GOODNESS
ON THE PALLET
CHEERS TO THE SENSES AND AROMA IN STRIDE.

There once was a bus
A question came, and what is all the fuss?
It was bus passion coming alive
The purpose in making sure buses survive
The idea was preservation
Buses were travelling up and down the road
Suddenly there was a behold
Buses became more in talk
Bus Enthusiast had to stalk
Bus creation became presentation
Bus hearts was the representation
Buses are now alive and well
You see my “DO TELL”
When you see a bus pass by, just wave
Buses have been awakened to the sunrise, and have an ongoing sunset
The vintage bus just got noticed
Bus passion made that obvious
Your bus has rolled out
It is somewhere moving about
Take time to Marvel any bus, and check it out.

Echoes everywhere
Stomp Stomp
Who’s there?
A Giant says he
Being tall
The Giants call
I can destroy
People are like toys
Looking over the colony
Think of me as your majesty
King high above
A tall tree
My footsteps are my mark
Traces of where I have been
I am tall from the top to the end
Witty and smart
The colony fears me
I am sight to seek
The Earth shakes when I move
It’s powerful in what I want to prove
That Jack is always being my search
He wants a battle with me
Who do you think will win?
Destiny my reward
A battle with a sword
I have a cold colony heart
Don’t let my temper stir up
I don’t get none
Alone and among
The Giant needs love sometimes
Happiness is sitting up in a tree
Searching but no find
A colony that is never kind too me
What do I do?
Otherwise has no surprise
This Giant just sits and waits
Let me stomp my foot loud in approval
The Giant has spoken
But never out done

Shocked
Devasted
Loss for words
Talent, Tony Bennett
Moment in one’s life and time
Tony Bennett had a singing voice that attracts
Melody in tact
San Francisco wonders
New York City lights dim
East Coast and West Coast connected
Tony Bennett has gone yonder
Beyond our reach in elevation
His charm
Years of enrichment
The preserver forward
Mr. Bennett wants the world to move onward
Old Blue eyes
Always wise
Remembrance always
Cherished thoughts
Fans with tears
Tony Bennett’s Heaven preserver
Heaven’s target
Bulls eye Faith
Mr. Bennett’s music will always live on for many years to follow
Thank you for inspiring our hearts
The world’s loss
Heaven’s gain
Embrace
Until the time comes and we meet again

Love can be a maybe with perhaps
It’s a periodical of words drawn by couples
Then again maybe love not at all
Words upon caring or uncertainty words
But are couples truly listening to what the other partner is saying?
How do they compliment each other?
Yet, I believe each couple must have a feeling in what love means
Love comes in days, months and weeks throughout the years
Romance if truth in preserver
Hearts enter like a portal
At times, love can become a violent storm going through the stimulation like a black hole
But it is no illusion
Do couples see what the stars in the sky are saying?
However, is there a twinkle within the love between couples?
Hearts should be stirring perfection into admiration
Love becomes the scale between Desire and Cherish
The finale within the kiss
Not a wish
Distinguished
Periodical love
Hearts enchanted
It takes follow through
But requires pursue
Love advice
That is what keeps love together with a mixture of honey, sugar and spice
Extraction to the nice
Newsweek love, the yearly affair, hearts centered for the next level surrounding love
You read on now enchant on
Love is endless
As couples are priceless

One step forward
One moment to reflect back
Journey on
Footsteps every turn
Distances being mountains climbed
Detours being a turnaround
Wanting time to slow up
Needing time to just time
Wanting doubt to be eliminated
Wonder within yonder
Footprints extending into experiences gain
Hope being assurances made
Every footprint with its own distinction
Every shadow being the image of presentation
Bare feet with open ideas
Into the unknown of tomorrow
Courageous
The footprints having what was achieved in life
One’s legacy left
Solid theory
Footprints motto, “Carry me into the horizon with no tire nor expire. Direct me beyond doubt, but into assurance. Let me be totally prepared in what is to come. Let the footprints be able into enable and stable in being determined. Blueprints being the rendering of one’s soul and one heart to another. Deliver in showing the way. The thought being this is the day”.

Fear not, but be courageous on
I see wisdom in the sunrise
Hope within the sundown
I hear cries for Justice
Shouts to end separation
Anguish through the struggles
I won’t turn back, I will move forward
The mission is onward
It’s the fight for Civil Rights
It was travels I am observed
Understanding helped me to be aware
Opposition upon Opposition just didn’t care
I the fight was going to be a long haul
It was Night and through Daylight
I stood on promise and being honest
I grew weary and felt tired
Civil Rights remained strong on mind in don’t let time expire
I encouraged people we must carry on
Chant after Chant, “We Shall Overcome”
I saw the image of God, and his words was, “KEEPING MOVING MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS”
Stay the course like I did going to the cross
Remember, I am Mighty and true
I am your victory, and you shall pursue
Dr. King maneuvered through those very words
Marching, Marching and Marching
Through Major Cities and Towns
Dr. King was like Moses to Freedom
But Dr. King’s mission was, “Recognize people with Dignity”
Every footstep was discerning
But sacrifice has its own story
However, God would provide the glory
A quote from Medgar Wiley Evers, “YOU CAN **** A MAN, BUT NOT A DREAM”
It was through Dr. King’s dream providing the determination that he shall not be moved
He was beaten and put in jail
This only added more mobility that transcended
It was time to March to WASHINGTON, DC
I heard the echoes of the song, “PRECIOUS LORD TAKE MY HAND”
But it established “Lead Me On”
Voices upon voices woke up Washington extending to the entire world
Racial Equality was an unjust
The moment of truth had come true
Victory was ever getting near
Opposition was focusing Hate into Fear
God made it all possible and worthwhile
That was the 1950’s and 1960’s
Peace became golden thereafter
The leader, Dr. Martin Luther King has been assassinated, but proved in his fight he intended to win
However, history seems to be reverting back where the fight for Freedom all began
Eye on Freedom and Voting in 2022
Voting rights are being attacked
Media has made it a fact
We can’t lose sight
Dr. Martin Luther King fulfilled to the world, “We are the Might”
It’s not about Black, Brown, White or any other nationality, it’s about coming together as one and respecting one another regardless
Dr. King loss his life
His words then and now would still be good advice
If Dr. King was alive today, he would say, ‘MOBILIZE MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS, STAND YOUR GROUND AND BRING PRINCIPLES TO THE SHORE, AND LET YOUR EYES BE LIKE AN LIGHTHOUSE IN ALWAYS BE ALERT AS TOMORROW WILL ARRIVE ONCE AGAIN”
Aim towards Freedom as I showed you the way
Never go astray
I am in Heaven, but my spirit will carry you every step of the way
You told us to stay United
Focus on Mission
Finish until done
Rest in Heavenly Peace, Dr. Martin Luther king

It all starts at birth
Nurturing thereafter
Disciplining right from wrong
Teaching the child to how to get along
It includes having respect
Upbringing in effect
It all surrounds the welfare of the child
Endless daily chores while
No time limits
Plenty of sacrifice
Mother’s advice
Always on call
Being a true Mom even when a child makes a fall
Attending a Child’s personal events
The times together
Hard knocks like no other
Mother instincts
Proud moment when the child grows up to become a Man or Lady
Smart and witty
Once the child is on its own
A Mother’s job is complete
A Mother must let go
The child will become the product for the world to see
The child’s walk of responsibility
The end result of reality

It was my journey at TOWN HALL on West 43rd Street in New York City
It was being in a cast part of “I NEED A MAN” on BROADWAY
It was a Gospel play
I had one single line to say
I played a Date
It wasn’t a big part, but I did appreciate
But as my story goes on, there’s an although
I was raised my by Grandparents who forbidden me to go into show business
But God is my witness
It all happened when my Grandparents passed away
It didn’t happen on the same day
In fact, Broadway came too me, and that is what I want to emphasize for all too see
I am a Natural Actor
Never had any Performing Arts training
But I have been around Broadway Stars
Yet my heart says forever yours Broadway
But I am thankful for that moment on that day
The show must go on
But the Pandemic extended really long
However, show business I don’t want to belong
I will always cherish in the opportunity in being part of the stage of Broadway
I imagine performing under the spotlight and surrounded by the singing
But my mind is constantly thinking
It was a fun stunt
I am not looking to Broadway to hunt
It was a moment thing
It was Broadway throughout in entertainment with a swing.

Deeper beyond any words in write
Destruction at every corner having a strange direction
Yet a plight with numerous complications
A Poet’s thought of life in the mind
A bit of surprises that might seem sublime
The Poet writes what they had experienced
The emotions were disturbed by a storm within
The storm became severe
There was a roadblock with no idea of how to preserver
The Poet’s mind became a conclude
The formulation was no solitude
But something told the Poet to jolt down the words
Immediately there was a silence with no sound
The Poet had no idea in where they would be bound
It wasn’t a place nor a town
But the Poet knows who they are and will construct a write down
The sustain will continue to remain
Yet the Poet dwells blame
A theme suddenly pops into the Poet’s head, “For Once It Came”
It’s all but a memory of a dream
It was long time ago standing as a youngster playing by a stream
I must return to reality, and think Poet
But as I write, I understand within my own convictions, and as a Poet, I now know it.

It was a supernatural
Beyond human eye expectation
It seemed like a creation within
Motions took place on the body outside
I thought illusions
Forward thinking in conclusions
Doubt full of being confused
Transformations
Journeying into something good
Beyond moving in my stood
I began to see life different
The skies began to associate into my destiny of the new frontier in living
Reason having a purpose
Focus
A calm voice said welcome
The voice sounded awesome
Encouraging and suddenly I was enriched inspiration
For the first time in my life, the struggles were more tolerate in not worrying
I stepped into my fountain of refreshing
I was now coming out of the forbidden fruit
Through spiritual thinking, I was on the top of the mountain
Distance far below in the valley
Beyond the evil reaches
Well kept
My soul began to rejoice and words of praise filled my lips
I had been spiritualized
It was a welcome surprise
I had been energized
I realized
Heaven’s spiritualization
No turning back
Staying on track
I was now standing on solid ground
Harps of melody descended to my soul
Rejoicing in knowing
I was spiritualized
Bitter no more and life secured
Spiritualized and Digitalized

Every hum
How sweet
Rhythm the sound
Franklyn Greene the man
Had his own demand
Lived to proof
Enthused
True Sportsmen
Solid foundation
Hourglass timed out
Whispers from the distance
Distances far and close
Yesterday’s past
Tomorrow’s everlasting
The one day came
Followed by soar
Beyond the eyes of the world
Descended and transitioned
I will always remember
Encouragement gained
Honor in the Blakie call
Embrace from Brotherly to Brotherly
Heart driven with every beat
Every talk was a treat
Every joke had a laugh
Peace, Comfort and Tranquility
Thank you for your friendship
This is not goodbye, but until we meet again
Blakie waves
I promise I will behave
Blakie out

Kingpin of Beekman Street
Word to rival gangs to retreat
King Spider Leader of the Webster Gang
Fights that often broke out
Commotions that ended in shouts
A quote of what a question would be asked, “Are you feeling what I am feeling?”
It was a quote in being Gang tough
It was a way in showing rival Gangs *****
But there wasn’t going to be a back down
It’s about territory turf in the vocabulary found
Numerous occasions, blood would be Platted on the ground and sometimes in clubs or buildings
Knives and Guns would often be used as ammunitions
The right conditions in precisions
The Gang battle would be on
There was never the theory of “Can we all just get along”
So the Webster Gang continued to prevail
While other Rival Gangs with a dial of Fail
But the war on my tuft
The quest for power being what is all worth.

The battle is too win
Rats get no give in
Not a fact, but reality
Pest always want to invade
Sometimes glue traps don’t work
Different methods as a perk
The idea is to rates defuse
When Rats don’t want to leave, refuse
They will tell your home into a hotel
No vacancies to rats in get out
Put measures in place
That includes getting rid of garbage waste
Show them you mean business
Become the victor being your own witness
Be careful when using chemicals
You don’t want to harm any pets nor small children
Electronic devices may do the right trick
Just make that measure stick
They encourage them to leave
Catch your breath and feel relieved
You don’t need a Jerry in your house
That also includes any mouse
Tell them to go back to Disney
Be ******* getting Rats out
Be aware as they are moving about
Let your home be pest free
Prevention is the key
Make the Rats move in a getaway
Apply every day
Rat patrol

The thought of Parades, Fireworks, and everything in between from Macy’s Herald Square. It was the capturing moment of the heart by a Five Year Old boy being the writer. I was a member of the MMG team known as Macy’s Merchandising Group at the Corporate level at Penn 11 Plaza in New York City. It all started when my Aunt Elmira took me to Macy’s Herald Square, and we were walking around the store, and I was startled, and my attention was drawn by a marquee eyes  pulsating moving back and forth with an array of school buses on display. The school buses in yellow and miniature toy students inside, and the roof was partially open. Unknowingly to my Aunt, I had picked up one of the buses, and held it tight in my tot hands for life. Once when my Aunt was ready to leave Macy’s. My Aunt noticed that picked up one of those school buses in my hand from the display. My Aunt told me to put the bus back, and I wouldn’t. Through my mind was shouldn’t. My Aunt even tried to take the bus out of my hand, but couldn’t. I had a strong grip for a little tot. As s tot, I was determined that the bus was going to be mine regardless. I even kicked my Aunt. My Aunt was forced to buy that bus at Macy’s. That ordeal led me to exposure to the bus industry in moving and observing.

This all led me to become a Bus Hobbyist in the preservation within the motor coach bus industry, and working for the hound being Greyhound Bus Lines, Inc. in my teenage years while I was going to college as a Package Express outside Account Executive. Macy’s opened the doors for me being the bus industry, and their headlights. An opportunity through the tunnel of intrigue. It was the open road with clear concise ideas, and the off ramp being my destination. It was the notion with presentation, and the buses in becoming my collecting structure. Who would have thought, Macy’s being my saga in becoming a bus enthusiast, and forming idealist. Thank you Macy’s for starting my first Bus Road Trip, and the chapter in stepping down memory lane and acknowledging the highway.

Dare to dream
A mind to needs to understand
Convene words
Heart expels
Storms torrent the soul
Emotions cry out
A loud voice says commit suicide
Die and be forgotten
Surrounded by defeat with no victory
Story in
Approaching conclude with no soothe
Understanding and purpose collide
It’s like there’s a small boat unable to hold steady
The mind feeling like waves shifting here and there
Alone in the struggles
A sunset that quickly turns dark
No one knows what I feel
Reality is for real
A told story, but who is listening?
Anchored in one’s own theory
Mystery unknown
Tomorrow only a virtue
Words hold true
Where do I stand?
The day, moment and hour
Darkened walls with authority
The time getting shorter
Midnight could very well be the second
Death calls
I have only one breath
The hour
Time out
I die.

Fathoms below
Diving slow
Buried treasure to see
Searching for me
Captain Bluebeard had treasure on the ship
A mighty storm caused the ship to dip
Suddenly the ship went down
It was nowhere to be found
Total capsize
Sank to the bottom
Throughout the ocean, there are sharks and all kinds of fish
On my mind was the treasure find being my wish
Through Davey’s Locker
The flashlight being our marker
Ocean floor
Explore
Gold and Silver
Determined in maneuver
Becoming rich
Value and Quality
It’s all about Quantity
Mystery being reality
Ocean deep
Yea ship mates
Fortune to keep
Ever so deep

The call of the open road
Greyhound is stating, Come on and Ride
The added comfort they provide
Watch the scenery as it unfolds
America’s history up close and personal bold
Greyhound sets the stage through the open road
Observe the mountains in amaze
Greyhound country with praise
Changing formations of Clouds and Sun
Opportunity of still living among
The Hound bus every step of the way
A wave to all the town folks
Even laugher with a few jokes
Greyhound spent
No pretend
Destination to Destination including in between
A might storm that can be mean
A Greyhound Driver’s thoughts to always pursue
Rolling wheels rolling out
Determination is what I am talking about
The idea of travel in just marvel
Not a dream, but reality
Greyhound has the go, and need passengers aboard
The Hound Dog being the show
There is no although
When you think on travel, let Greyhound be your ride
Recline in comfort in what Greyhound provides
All you have to do is ride
See the country behind Rawhide
Greyhound’s America
Scene to scene
Travel, now you know what I mean.

Control and deceit
Anarchy being the force of no one being relieved
Wealth with a lavished house
Money and a living mouse
The house is really a large Mansion
It is nestled way in the countryside
This is where the Persian’s reside
A man named Sterling Persian being an Oil Tycoon
It was always his routine, breakfast at 8 and lunch at Noon
Mr. Sterling Persian grosses 46 million yearly, but ****** is on the mind of one family member
You see, the Son, Arthur Persian wants to heir and take away the fortune for himself, but Daddy Persian put another name on his estate, and it’s not a family member
It’s his Mistress
So ****** is in the air
The thought of ****** making the fortune fair
So as Sterling Persian slumbers, a ****** is already in the works
Sleep unto Death
As everyone is fast asleep, but not Arthur Persian, he has a plan that will be deep
The Son lurks into Daddy Persian’s room, and silently and precisely fires ring out from a single bullet
It kills Daddy Persian instantly
By morning, everyone wonders where is Sterling Persian?
One the Female Housekeeper’s enters Mr. Sterling Persian’s room, and he is found dead
Screams upon screams
The commotion draws attention to the family
The Police are later summoned
When they arrive, they immediately look for clues
This is definitely something to pursue
The Police search throughout Sterling Persian’s room
They notice footprints that lead to the Son’s room, Arthur Persian’s room, but hiding in his closet, he suddenly abruptly comes out
The Son fires shots after shots, but his subdued by the mighty bullets of the Police
He wounded, and confesses Fortune made him do it
So Arthur Persian was arrested
Crime scene solved
It was the Son involved
Justice served with resolved

It’s the respect you give
It’s also the encouragement and how you think positive
You make me laugh and we have fun
I am blessed for your friendship among
We inspire one another
We know how to be ourselves like no other
We get along quite well
It’s noticeable and people can tell
There are two sayings, “No Man Is an Island and Man can’t live on bread alone”
Well our friendship let this be shown
Friendship is something where one must adapt
It’s not something that comes from an app
Yet you won’t find on any map
There will be times of our in difference
But that is what makes friendship unique
Friendship is something everyone should keep
But at the same token there should not be lies of deceit
Friendship is about truth
It might start within your youth
Yet trust is a must
I value you friend
It extends until the very end
Yes this is how our friendship began
Interest at heart
Togetherness making a mark
Our friendship has blossomed like the season spring
But the thought being one thing, “Our friendship began from day one
Once again, I am glad we are still among
This is why I call you friend
When I need you it’s words of can.

Walk with me I sacrificed my life for you
Come out of Sin
I am the Great I am from beginning to end
Heaven is more than a secrete place
It can never be erased
Glory is who I am
Blessed of the Solitude of Faith
Again I say, “Walk with Me”
There is much I want you to see
My Brothers and Sisters be encouraged
I am the Joy and Peace
It’s the struggles I shall release
Break the chains that are holding you down
Being the Savior I am all around
Man wonders
But I educate
Man researches
But I am the way
I am the truth by myself
Let me lead you to the fountain of Forgiveness
I am well known with lots of witnesses
Praise me and come out of being bound
Let your over pouring praise be the sound
I am the Lord of everlasting
One day I am coming back
Look to the skies in keeping track
Let my words of truth be always in your heart
Being Born Again is a start
Pray and don’t tire
I am the Lord that will continue to inspire
Heaven will be watching
Catch me within your own spirit
I am the Almighty being merit

It involves a big church
A Church Pastor with a big question
It could very well be a suggestion
It was a strange mysterious blue cloth
At one of the ends, the Blue Cloth looked like it had been eaten by a Moth
It seemed this Blue Cloth was significant
It certainly didn’t look at all magnificent
The Blue Cloth was placed on an old wooden table
But even the table didn’t look stable
This is far from any fable
The Blue Cloth was symbolic, but a resistance of enable
Perhaps the Blue Cloth was some form of curse
Now it probably needs a reverse
A blessing that wouldn’t come
The idea of a Blue Cloth was a cover of none
A Church congregation felt the Blue Cloth had the Devil’s ways
They also illustrated they didn’t want no part, and didn’t them nor stay
The congregation totally went astray
The Pastor and Congregation all prayed at that moment, and they were determined the Devil’s Blue Cloth wasn’t going to keep them bound
Praises in the multitude one could hear the sounds
So the Blue Cloth stayed on far away on that wooden table
Because of the Heaven’s, the Pastor and Congregation was able
The Heavenly Spirit said, “This is your getaway, and leave that Blue Cloth alone on this day”
So the Blue Cloth was never seen again
That Blue Cloth was an Evil friend
The Blue Cloth was burned up by Heaven

It was a little Girl and a Male Greyhound Bus Driver. It was a little Girl who travelled quite frequently on a Greyhound bus from Houston, Texas to Lake Charles, Louisiana to visit her Grandparent. Being a young passenger alone, the Greyhound Bus Driver known as Mike always looked after her through her journey on his bus. Mike treated the little Girl as if it was his daughter he never had. Mike’s Wife had died and he never had any children. It was always Mike’s friendly warm hands at the Greyhound bus steering wheel and his storytelling vibes that embraced the fatherly approach from Mike, the Greyhound bus Driver. Mike was the guardian Angel to the little girl from the years then and still embarking even today. But there is a change. The little girl is all grown up into an adult woman. The little girl now adulthood never forget the caring heart that Mike had for her as a child. Admiration came a long way. Stacey was that little girl, but now has fond memories back then. Stacey spends time with Mike on Thanksgiving, Christmas and Birthdays they spend together with each other.

Stacey’s Grandmother passed some time ago, but that doesn’t stop her in her journey with Mike being like a faithful Dad in her travels from Houston to Lake Charles. Many miles shared together. Once a little Girl captured a Hound bus Driver’s heart. The watch and listen being a true story of its own. Highway miles and loving smiles.

I was raised by my Granddad
He thought of me as his Lad
He taught me right from wrong
He also expressed in how I should get along
My thoughts are his legacy he gave me
“Be everything that you are meant to be”
“Become a Commodity”
It was all related for what my Granddad expected for me in life
My Grandad had me practice typing 4 hours every day, and helped me build up my vocabulary intellectually
The whole process was preparing for College Education
My Granddad would often say “I don’t care other young people are doing, but for you it will be Higher Learning”
Higher Learning it was
He saw me being an achiever
However, it was my Granddad being a Believer instilling assurance within me
I thank my Granddad often for his influence
If it wasn’t for my Granddad, I don’t think I would have pushed myself into expectations
My Granddad’s legacy still holds true today in giving
I made many strides of accomplishments
All through the guidance of my Granddad, but I must give thanks to the Almighty above
His spirit holds true within my heart
I will never forget
I am the Adult he said I would become
My Granddad said, “You will remember this Old Man”
I do, and have no reason not too
So Happy Father’s Day in the Heavenly divine
Your Grandson is going just fine
Your teachings were tough
Your influence was more than enough
Your Legacy followed
Happy Father’s Day beyond.

Space
Journey’s
Beyond the stars
From the past to the present
Mission of war
The battle begins
Ammunition fighting taking place
Efforts made and striving for victory
Galactic story
It will take longer than expected
Enemy amazement in action
Position control
Holding my own on the battleground
No illusion as the fighting is for real
Fought battles on Earth and now space
Invade
Frontier movement
Missiles and explosions
Danger at my feet
Space Soldier thinking enemy defeat
Determined with no retreat
No thought of one’s own death
Eye on enemy target
Agenda plan
Captain for team taking command
The forces with me
Going forth in detail
Without fail
Spaceships after spaceships being taken down
Responses in maneuvers being the sound
Nonstop fight
Compelling darkness relishing light
Courage
Victory finally became a triumphant
Stars wars
Scar wounds
Feeling like Czar
Victory reached glory
Born to fight
Didn’t take light
Star Wars within
Completed mission
Then, when and now
Star Wars within

What happened to love for one another?
Where did respect go?
Smiles turned into hate
Where is the appreciate?
It’s now Hesitate
The world doesn’t even want to communicate
Assurance being forgotten
This is totally rotten
Encouragement loss its fulfilled
It is not in the world’s will
We are Brothers and Sisters on this Earth, it doesn’t matter Race, what happened?
The world’s focus was surrounded by love
Laughter and joy to think of
It seems departed ways these days
Astray
Not ok
What’s the cause?
People are called out of their names
Pure Lame
Killings, Muggings and other crimes for no reason
Senseless
Racism circulating in the picture
No nurture
What happened?
World, World poor World
When will we learn?
We didn’t create ourselves
It was a Heavenly Mighty Self
We need to help one another
We all walk this Earth together, and we can’t be made with the world
We all are the world
You might need someone to bring you water being in distress
Love for one each other says it best
What happened?

It wasn’t reflecting the alphabet
It was an object
What do you think it was?
No clue scratching your head
It wasn’t Underdog
It was a Flying Greyhound
Not a bus, but an airline called Greyhound Air
Imagine seeing a Greyhound Dog by way of an airline soaring into the friendly skies
Sometimes uncertain in angry Heavens
But it was Greyhound Air with the Greyhound Dog shown at the tail end
Maple Leaf Canadian affair
It flew in the air
Moment in time
1996, the year Greyhound Air Dog took flight
Got wings
It was a take off
Down the runway into the skies
This is how Greyhound aviation become wise
The feeling of triumphant
The establishment of change
Land and air became significant
Now you know, but always remember
Who would have thought?
Greyhound Air
A slogan could have been, “Go Greyhound Air and observe the clouds in no compare. Just enjoy our economic fare with elegant service with flair”
1997 was Greyhound Air end
History from then
A fly away
A birds descend
A flying G proved a Greyhound Dog can
Do by air as well as land being far from the sea with possibilities to see.

THE FRENCHIE FOUR WHEELS

What do the Eiffel Tower, French Speaking Language, French Fries and French Café Streets have in common
Enchanted Paris
The French having all that
But it is the Citroen Car Sedan being the fact
My Grandfather owned the Citroen Car Sedan, but he wasn’t French and it all happened in the USA
I remember as if it was yesterday, my Grandfather had not only had the Citroen Sedan, but he also had the Station Wagon as well
Well let me tell
The Citroen had destined specifications and design
For starters, there was no ignition key, but it was a push button for transmission, Two Marker Lights on the Left and Right in the back
I hope you are keeping track
The most important element to the Citroen was that you had to wait for the back of the car to rise
Surprised?

Yes rise
But the Citroen sedan was unique
It was small and petite
I remember my Grandmother not liking the Citroen because of the waiting period to move into drive
Once the Citroen rose in the back, it would suddenly eject back to normal and at the point it was all go
Even myself, I had to get used to the Citroen, and my taste for French flavor
After the Citroen Sedan, my Grandfather decided to trade the Citroen Sedan for a Station Wagon
It was the same concept, but slightly longer, and more wider
But there was an end to the Citroen Station Wagon in my life
My Grandfather, Grandmother, Female Cousin and myself were riding along Atlantic Avenue of the LIRR Station of East New York when all of sudden, the wheel in the back of the Citroen on the passenger’s side came completely off and laid flat on the ground
Thank God no one was hurt
So my Grandmother actually got her wish of no more Citroen
My Grandmother told my Grandfather, the next car, let it be one to get in and drive off
So the Citroen became history
But what was the other car my Grandfather got, I will let that be a mystery
So I got the French experience on wheels
The Citroen being no more
It is all memorable with a reflection galore.

This will be a narrated look
It involves Rochdale Village partly in the mystique took
History clarifying mystery
Rochdale Village was a future to be
But there is much more to see
So just what is Rochdale Village?
A striving multi-Complex comprising of twenty buildings
It is a place I call home
It has that name that is well known
But plenty of space for everybody to roam
However, that is only part of my story
There is a station called LOCUST MANOR
It is a Long Island Railroad stop
The station is elevated high on top
What makes this station circumstance today?
Back in the 1800’s Locust Manor was the way
The difference today composed to yesteryear, the station was flat and on the ground with railroad crossing on the street
It was history where the station would meet
You could say it was a welcome greet
But there’s more
Now let me continue in my writing ways
What do there are off and a bet have in common?
Do you have the answer?
Well let me help you
It associates with the Jamaica Horse Racking Track
Yes this is a known fact
People would place their bets
The winners would get money and get
So history was made
Getting out of the sun and into the shade
This was all possible by the pioneers in their trade
But in closing, it is the remembrance that will never fade.

Main floor to attic
Chanting heard
A reason to panic
It wasn’t any blowing wind
All through the house
A family wasn’t alone, and it was more than a living mouse
A spirit returned in ghost form who lived prior in the house
Enters through hallways, doors, walls and roofs
A ghost that is foul proof
A sudden family actually saw
It was Benjamin Stein himself in the spirit
He was murdered in the house many years ago
It was a fortune that Mr. Stein had
He didn’t will it to his Wife, and he was killed just like that
The mystery to it, no one suspected his wife and she roams free
Mr. Stein holding so much hate and wants to haunt
So much unrest with no confess
Unforgiven
Ghostly ways
Eerie voice
Shaking of heavy chains
Cracks upon cracks throughout the house structure
Tormenting
From Eternity
Determined chant
“Get Out”
Frightful
Wonder far yonder
Family asked Mr. Stein, why have you returned?
Haunt anyone who chooses to live in this house
Suddenly an ***** played with a ring of a bell
It was midnight precise
Mr. Stein gave this only advice, “Move Out”
This could be your end
The ghostly Stein then laughs and disappears
Thriller in fears
You have been warned

Straight from Paris, France
Style no one has ever seen
Eye on quality
Fabric with a blend
Carefully tailored from the beginning to the end
Glitter adding to the glamour
The model walks down the runway with pride
Being confident in stride
The Fashion Designer sits in the audience as the model passes by
Eye of Fashion in his eyes
The design dazzles being a Paris surprise
The Model makes that turn and shows
That’s the fashion flow
The Paris Fashion Designer was in the know

George Floyd’s encountered virtue captured
Beyond the words of “I Can’t Breathe”
A feeling now in being at ease
George Floyd’s last dying moments, he called for his Deceased Mother
Son, I see your pain and suffering, and I will rescue you
George Floyd’s Deceased Mother heard his cry, I welcome you by my side
Together we shall reside
You suffered enough, and Heaven is no bluff
Everlasting soothing peace
Praise and come up and take part in this spiritual feast
Your soul has been counted, and lifted up
Son, you are home at last
Now you can breathe and rejoice.

Dreams through nightmares
Imagination as it appears
Water is to drink
The mind accelerates on think
Value of time seen through a clock and watch
Baseball is too catch
Movement through various wheeling modes
It’s transportation around the globe
A Stagecoach being a long distance bus
From chair to couch
To hit and say ouch
From Radio to TV
To Technology being a new wave to see
To worship being a church
Education to higher learning
Career being a salary earning
Teach being taught
A Tugboat to Cruise ship
Laugh is to Joke
Sentences and words being what is spoke
Hearing while be heard
Combinations in all different ways
That’s all for today

It’s goodness at every sip
Rejoice and be counted being the inspiring tip
Enriching blend
Everlasting taste at the end
Let my cries of joy shout out
Pure encouragement as I move about
Turn uncertain into deserving hope
Let struggles have engaging cope
Flavor the thought
Insignia the truth
Let the skies open wide understanding
Open heart in loving
Values in respecting
Sip and enjoy the thirst
I know who controls being the ultimate first
A cup filled with assorting spiritual vibes
A deserving refresh
Nourished and prepared
Good to the last drop

Picture the scene with no highway cars nor traffic
This race is definitely specific
A highway that stretches far
Those Drivers cannot be thinking going to a bar
It’s a race involving Greyhound, Trailways and Coach USA
Notice I didn’t mention Peter Pan
This race they are not in demand
What bus company do you think would win?
Who would be the champion at the end?
Even though the Greyhound Dog is known for speed
Nonetheless, let’s proceed
Greyhound is Challenger A, Trailways is challenger B and Coach USA is challenger C
So let the race begin
The three bus companies are all set
Does anyone care to wager a bet?
This is as good as its going to get
The bus companies are off
Down Interstate 95, Greyhound takes the lead
But hold on, Trailways takes the stead
You would have thought the highway was a track
But there is no fact
Coach USA is mad and decides to speed up
But from the look of things, the Coach USA Driver looks fed up
Coach USA is now in the lead
But only for a short moment
Greyhound swiftly takes the lead
The bus companies are ever inching towards the finish line
Who will win?
How about that, it turns out to be a tie
Yet Greyhound, Trailways and Coach USA are all quality bus companies
But the race proves, it takes skills to drive a bus, and being masterful in safety all being a plus.

First time in New York City’s history
Meteorologist find the Tornado a mystery
The Tornado touched down in the heart of Midtown
Travelling straight down Seventh Avenue
It happened during the evening rush hour
Precise at the hour
Citizens were frenzied with fright
New York City never saw a Tornado up close in plain sight
This was definitely no ordinary day
The sky darkened
Panic on the eyes of New York City
Skyscrapers that graced the skies
They were rocking back and forth being an emphasize
The winds were fierce with fury
Everything was blowing everywhere
Not your average day compared
Everyone was thinking was this the end of New York City?
Would God have pity?
Wrath of God’s power
Repent while you got time
The Heavenly Hour Glass moving like a stop watch
Observe and be obedient
Pray just pray
Suddenly the Tornado disappeared
Warning behind caution
New York City was sparred
Would another Tornado return?
Would New York City be ready?
Wait and continue to pray out
This is something to think about.

September 11, 2001 is a reminder for me because I was supposed to work for Marsh & McLennan, Inc. on the 96th Floor in World Trade Center Tower One, but the company never called me. I am blessed that I wasn’t called. My name could have been written in the memorial. Yet, I feel sorrow for all those that did lose their lives and the families left behind without their love ones. I loss some friends in 9/11. God is good as I am covered under his Mercy and Grace.

The hour and that precise minute
Precision at every turn
Shows how the world can turn upside down
Lives that were never found
Devastation and ash having the final sound
We honor the loss being their story, and now they are in glory
It also states never take life for granted
We don’t know what will take place in our lives
Today and Tomorrow is not promised to any of us
Life is precious and time continues to revolve
But are keeping in touch with living love ones on a Daily basis?
Having that I don’t care is not the right vibe to keep
God’s sake
The Almighty being the key
Being the amaze who deserves all the praise
You are still living, and lift those hands in God’s Grace and Mercy
Still among
Today is the day to say Thank You
Today being your reminder to remember
Today is your daily to always pray
Relish the air and seeing the skies as if for the first time
Take a moment to just recognize
Goodness comes from Heaven to your heart
The Holy One makes the determination from the start
Live and keep living
You had been given the spiritual lift
Don’t go astray being a drift
Living with every breathing second is considered being Heaven’s gift
Appreciate!

Living a life being a complete sentence
Words come to mind in an instance
What letter would I acquaint myself?
Acceleration as I am not like everybody else
The word of today is SURVIVE
Throughout the day to STRIVE
Living one’s ultimate goal in DREAM
Words being the background like a flowing stream
Word of the Day, APPRECIATE
Inspiration of the Day, ILLUSTRATE
Production of the Day, ASSEMBLY
Words to the sentences of the heart
Having a vision moving forward and onward
The horizon being seen in the distance
Life to live being words
Utterance having tolerance
Influence having an occasion
Mission to concentrate on one’s words
Moment of words in control
A behold that has been fulfilled
Sentences adding to that will
One quick second on still
Words are the cure with no longer feeling ill.

A Buffed Male Body walks along the beach
A Female watch
Her eyes like a fishnet catch
Summer heat warmth in the urges
Sweat pouring down the male buffed body
If he were to pose, the Female would faint
The sand and roaring ocean making the observation more distinct and intrigue
A push back would soon be Give in
The Female was thinking about a splash into the ocean
She would want that Buffed Guy to be her Lifeguard and give her mouth to mouth
Yet the hot sun is not making it easy
The Female is picturing in her mind of thought in censorship
Moment
Just imagine a Herculean Male Body and a Female curve with all the moves turning up the volume
Summer has already started ahead of schedule
The Female wants that Buffed guy in her own Beach module
Time to split