This is War
Battle fight with an encouraging flute
You stand in many dangers of the Front Line
A lot things run through your mind
Will you will be another military statistic or return in victory
Each Soldier has their own story
Sometimes it can be glory
Then there’s another story of War taking one of their own
But your Military commitment should be full blown
You stand behind the RED, WHITE, and BLUE Stripes on your uniform
You are America’s greatness
We as American’s are your witness
America’s war
Your wounds being scars
It’s been said, ‘WAR IS HELL”
War stories the world can tell
You stand proud being considered a Veteran
It doesn’t matter if it is your past or present
You represent America
Your courage and commitment established
The Battle Hymn fits whatever your mission
You are always ready to do battle whatever position
You never know when a War could end
You remain a Soldier and don’t pretend
You fight for America’s Liberty and Freedom
You are guided by wisdom
I salute into everlasting
As Veterans, you are always connected
Standing all
Representing America for all
Happy Veteran’s Day
America’s Flags are waving in your honor in every way
Thanks for your service
More than obvious
You are America’s assured
Thank You Lord
Proud to serve being honor you deserve.

Observed, participated through War
Battle territory
A Soldier’s story
The rise from the ashes of destruction
The Red, White and Blue of America
Training maneuvers
Preparation
Eye on the mission
Wounds from Active Duty
The Uniform makes the Soldier
Honor of Commitment
Focus on Achievement
The Sun shines creating the image of a Soldier’s stance
Standing on promise and purpose
Devoted and Dedication
Trumpets sound
Parades mount
Military harmony
Onward and continuation forward
Heart of valor
Remembering all military comrades
Dead, Survived, Retired from Service
Rising above the ashes
New Day and Different tomorrow
Some families going through sorrow
Loss of a Soldier but never forgotten
One by One and Name by Name
Thank you for your service
Salute

Mission of war
Deterioration saw
The thought of becoming a Casualty
Prayed hard in reality
Bombs and heavy ammunition that surrounded me
Ashes of destruction
Comrades either wounded or dead
I had to be strong in mind and heart
It seemed assurance was distance off
I was thinking will I survive?
There are many war stories to tell
Victory close sounding like a bell
I truly was alive
A Soldier never knows what to expect
War can have that effect
A Soldier can find themselves in all kinds of predicaments
Maneuvering in kinds of weather elements
But I can confer
Because of war, my mind can get a blur
This Soldier made it out
Numerous wounds making it hard to move about
Survival
War story never forgotten
Chosen being the example
Just that simple
Tomorrow that could have been wasn’t
Here today
A determined soldier in every way
Giving thanks
A soldier now and always
Sunrise and Sunset that will follow me throughout my days and nights
Everlasting wonder
The memory that goes far beyond yonder
I will always hear in my head “Onward”
Proud of you Solder

Honor and Dignity
Lessons learned from War
Battled foundation
Salute in appreciation
Thought of Ashes and Destruction
Military stance
Uniform and Badges
Armed Forces Representation
America’s mission
Formation and precision
Courage and Integrity
Surrounding reality
Purpose and Fulfillment
Bold and Pride
Sunrise to Sunset footsteps
Thank you for your service
Soldier’s Primage

Stand at attention and salute
War veterans and current in toot
Eyes of sacrifice
Being a solider with no time to think twice
Washington, DC being the call in advice
Conrad’s who loss their lives
A trumpet sounds being the transcribe
Yet a moment of silence in making us non-veterans wise
A reflection of the front line
A revelation we must keep in mine
Being a solider more than a uniform
A nations call always on alarm
Bombs on targets below
Precision must be quick and not slow
Bull’s eye on various sights
It’s never time to be the enemies polite
Wars being a solider’s name
Territories over boundaries being a solider’s gain
Then there’s destruction and what remains
Strength being in numbers
No time to sit back and slumber
It was the mission at hand
The General who gives the command
Veteran’s Day with many words to say
“We honor you on the world’s behalf and it’s a memory we all want to last”.

Songs upon endless Songs
A Woman who illustrated fame
I am talking about Aretha Franklin that’s her name
Her life spans the globe
Ms. Franklin’s singing talent was a blessing starting in Church
Praises and Glory would be from the congregation
But it was the Lord’s name in appreciation
Yet Ms. Franklin’s honor followed and blossomed through the roots of her entertainment life
It was her music full of establishment and devoted commitment
Ms. Franklin’s singing even caught the attention of the White House
She sang with Pride and Dignity at President Obama’s Inauguration
Ms. Franklin’s singing was pure inspiration
But too the world it was total appreciation
But Heaven called Ms. Aretha Franklin home
It was her moment from Earth to come to Heaven to roam
Ms. Franklin was marveled with everyone she came in contact with
But now she will be communicating with Moses, Joseph, Paul, Isaac, Jacob and David
Ms. Franklin will be walking with the Biblical Greats
Heaven welcomed and the gates were opened in appreciate
So Heaven called and Ms. Franklin entered in
A soulful life that will begin
This is not Goodbye, but until we meet again
Heaven maybe so far away, but Ms. Franklin will always be in our hearts, but one day, a personal home we will all stay
Ms. Franklin will state upon your arrival, “Do you remember me”
You won’t have to think, but you will certainly see
You have inspired the world
Our hearts just swirl
Until last time, sing on as you are Heaven’s own and for all of us to come together in embrace and while on Earth get along.

Giving birth to me wasn’t easy at first
My birth was certainly nothing that had to be rehearsed
It was you who wanted to be a mother to be
It was love between a man and woman in wanting to see
The whole concept was made possible through thee
Yet you didn’t raise me in not knowing how
I was raised by my Grandparents of a moment of now
Being a Mother is about nurturing
Lecturing is about learning
From a child into an adult
All these emotions is what I felt
My whole life has been surrounded by dealt
Mother, where is the love?
There are many meanings that I could think of
You pushed me away
Yet I have survived and I am ok
I long for you Mother to be around
At times, I feel trapped within walls and nowhere bound
But as education taught me in being to distinguish sounds
My life has fulfilled a lot of promise
But I must be honest
A Mother is supposed to be there
But my question to you is where?
I once had hatred for you, but that has since stopped
But through the years, you often made a mock
Mother, you are older now
It’s my understanding in showing you how
I was born with a purpose
My whole life has been raised above the surface.

“Sake of Myself” by Walt Whitman
Be who you are
Not people wanting you to be
Let your own emotions and presentations of words and sentences for the world to see
My heart being the open page
At times, it might even be rage
The Heavens above deserving the praise
Becoming a Poet that is God’s amaze
Please call me arrange
Change is my aim
Melody with a clause
Give me a moment, and let me pause
A Singer’s song tells me I am a Poet where I belong
But I must be inspired and remain strong
A voice within says for me to be assured
I hear echoing sounds of an applause
Life in me with sharing my experiences with others
This is my unveil
A beginning with everlasting sustaining
This is my time
It’s not once but continuous
Walk with me being assurance
Encourage me being influence
Understand me in listen
My destiny is to intertwine the write
But be kind throughout every plight
The song said it all
Write with no time to stall
But I will get writer’s block like a fall
Conquer with a breakthrough
The song is encouragement to be inspired through
Sake of myself
Don’t be like everybody else
We are Poet’s, be yourself

Your music continues to hit my ears
I remember Phyllis Hyman’s songs
I know Ms. Hyman has been dead so long
But her songs brought Love to life
Measure for Measure
Love being the pleasure
Ms. Hyman illustrated in order to love someone you must start loving from within
Knowing how to love, but understanding you are truly in love
Ms. Hyman’s songs of serenity and sincerity
Yet it all comes down to reality
A heart of inner emotions with love never having to end
Determinations of feelings become concrete on when
No moon could ever set the mood
The candle lit in the kiss and seduced by smooth and soothe
Breathless in wanting to be loved even more
The heart pounds in being sure
As the heart pulsates, it was a matter in romance being total fate
Love and romance being eternal in date
But there is a reality
Love can crumble beyond a moment’s notice
But because of that love, one must be strong and continue to stand on solid ground with no turnaround
You are now standing on secrete ground, and your life will revolve around and around
Phyllis Hyman sang to the world all so well
This is why Phyllis Hyman is remembered with elegance being swell
Ms. Hyman life remains on Higher Ground
However, I still hear the echoes of her singing voice, which she herself is being the sound
You knew how to entertain us
As a fan, I remember you being an always must.

As the song began to play
It was wow what can I say
Growing up in WHAT YOU KNOW, KANSAS
The farm belt of the nation
I remember my father using the tractor on the farm
He was always attending to the harvest
It was his folklore in not to fail
Growing up on the farm, we were always taught to be sure
As night approached, the skies were no joke
A twister began to blow
We had to leave the house and go
Under the house we went
The twister was heaven sent
My mother would often chant
Have courage and don’t be a little ant
Life has promise, but you only get one chance
Take life for what it is worth then you will advance.

A Man named Ronald Allen
But he was best known as Ron
He worked diligently in Group 2 Maintenance of Rochdale Village
Mr. Allen was someone who would hold a conversation
He could make you laugh and himself at that same time
He had given me good advice
But his personality was ever so nice
The Cooperators of Building 6 saw him more than just a Maintenance Man
He was everyone’s friend
Mr. Allen would respond to any Cooperator issue, but he was a man of action being in demand
I will miss see Mr. Ronald Allen in the Building 6 Lobby
See you in Heaven
I won’t be hard to find
I know where to find someone who was kind
You don’t want anyone of us to cry
Your soul is resting in peace with thy
You are in good hands
Heaven called, and you were their demand
Your tomorrow came quick
Your life your legacy in remembrance
Thank you for your time on Earth
In our hearts, you gave us a new birth
Heaven lifted your soul
Your Departure is Heaven’s behold
Until we meet again

M MISSION

O OPERATION

V VISION

E EFFORT

M MANUEVER

E E­AGER

N NAVIGATE

T TRANSCEND

Confusion
Untrue
Obvious
Unsure
Purpose
Combustion
Fact unseen
Reason unknown
Full blown
Chosen justified
Reaction
Moment
Suddenly
Unknown
Blocked
Continued falsehood
Back to before
Assumption

Questions full of doubt
It’s the pass Election concerned about
The President is forced to standalone
Rioters at the Capitol made it full blown
It was an attack on the Capitol with lacked defense
As it stands in past tense
It was multitudes of the President’s supports doing their will
It was a day to Certify the Electoral vote
It was the President suggesting to the world being a revolt
This was serious and wasn’t a joke
It was those fierce words in what the President spoke
Our Democracy had an invade
Darkness having no shade
The President wanted to rearrange the election in his favor
But he loss with no savor
So the President Elect became official
The President is trying to be quiet like a still pickle
His Cabinet mostly resigned
But the President is alone with no having assigned
Even the Vice President and the President don’t communicate
It is all because the President doesn’t appreciate
But now worries are on the Inauguration at the Capitol
Will all authorities be prepared?
The Senate and the House have doubt
But will it be time to work out
The air has light breezes
No one feels at ease
In fact, it is like a tight squeeze
Even the President’s Social Media accounts have been suspended
The President needs to understand in a couple of weeks, his services will no longer be needed.

You won’t see in the night
Not center stage
Not among the Big Dipper
Just recognition
Deep down warm spirit
A star humanitarian on Earth
Reason and purpose
Goodness above the surface
Just obvious
Sometimes angry and furious
Qualities no one sees
A let down
Alive and standing
No one cares
Ugly Duckling
No want to be
Creation in taking to time to see and know
Dimmed spotlight
Darkness surrounds
No image to make out in vision
The wonder
A timed out
A star humanitarian just wants to advance
Not to entertain
Acceptance to individual hearts
No rule
Not a fool
Like having a dislike
Star in mind
Life is so unkind
Star within
Figure it out
Being created a humanitarian star within always
Approach
You decide
Humanitarian star speaks
A star is what a star will always be
Take the time to see

It was a visit to the National Museum of Afro American History and Culture
The date was November 12, 2016
The memory of the past that will last
As the time moved into present time that came fast
There were strides that Afro Americans made
Yet we are far from being in the shade
Funny names but one particular one being Adelaide
Music that had a start
Slavery in how it played its part
Civil Rights now that was a marching fight
It was a Stop and Go with Justice not seeing the light
Unrest and Unjust with the feeling being uptight
Yet multitudes mobilized with might
Dance being a creative move
Relaxation and smooth coming together with soothe
There was everything to prove
Years rolled on in “Break those chains”
Racial boundaries could no longer remain
Educate the mind and read a book for understanding
In God we trust
Having Faith had to be a must
The hour of darkness with the plan to escape
It meant be careful but not acting like an Ape
A President Obama film clip, “This is President Obama as I’m Out”
Strides over the years
This is how we all survived in moving forward being preserver
Accomplishments of the past being our floor plan for inspiration
However encouragement and not to tire
Past history in what everyone needed to know
It was more than a presentation of show
Pick yourself up and go
However that was the flow
Yet the National Museum wanted to state, “Now you know”.

Pages after pages of pure amazing
Inspiration in accomplished
Poetry connection that has been established
Commitment that has been coming alive
Poetry has been opening reader’s minds
Sentences in words illustrated line after line
It’s more than emotions combined
The secret being magical
A message from the Poet’s in get ready for acceleration
Poetry is literature to appreciate
It is not about abbreviate
Words having sentences to express straight out
The response from the reader being a joyful shout
The Poet being true to their words
As Poet’s, it is a matter in wanting to be heard
Poet’s want to capture the reader’s open heart
The factor in Understanding
Poetry is a reader’s surprise
It’s literature that no one really realized
Poetry has been written since the beginning of time
Just like a Novel, Poetry has impact
Almost like a magnet, one is drawn into Poetry words
This is makes the Poet in what was in the inner soul
To the reader, it becomes a behold
Hope becomes believing
Poets are writers in what the reader is receiving
Sentences in dramatics full of emotions
The beauty of inspiring words, but the reader is actually taking in words in. This is the start in how Poetry begins.

Pages after pages of pure amazing
Inspiration in accomplished
Poetry connection that has been established
Commitment that has been coming alive
Poetry has been opening reader’s minds
Sentences in words illustrated line after line
It’s more than emotions combined
The secret being magical
A message from the Poet’s in get ready for acceleration
Poetry is literature to appreciate
It is not about abbreviate
Words having sentences to express straight out
The response from the reader being a joyful shout
The Poet being true to their words
As Poet’s, it is a matter in wanting to be heard
Poet’s want to capture the reader’s open heart
The factor in Understanding
Poetry is a reader’s surprise
It’s literature that no one really realized
Poetry has been written since the beginning of time
Just like a Novel, Poetry has impact
Almost like a magnet, one is drawn into Poetry words
This is makes the Poet in what was in the inner soul
To the reader, it becomes a behold
Hope becomes believing
Poets are writers in what the reader is receiving
Sentences in dramatics full of emotions
Its the beauty of inspiring words, but the reader is actually taking in words
This is the start in how Poetry begins
Enchantment and enthusiasm is how a Poet ends.

You said you were going out for cigarettes, and would be right back
Hours and days passed
There was no sign of you
No phone call nor letter
That was an indication that you were cheating
A woman called and said I have your man
He doesn’t love you anymore
I found a Greyhound Bus Schedule with a departure checked off
The destination was Los Angeles, California
There was no love in our marriage the whole time we were together
We never really talked
We had nothing in common
Our entire life was nothing but lies
I found me someone who loves me
Before I wanted to confront you
I thought beware
I just didn’t care
You were like out dated shoes with no sole whatsoever
I actually told your woman that she could keep you as he was no longer needed
I can pursue a new life
We both did best that was for all of us
Our marriage had no try
I am not going to cry
No need to ask why?
All I can say is goodbye

The pages seemed to come alive
I tell you this and it is no jive
The story capturing an old man and a house
Somewhere in the story it also involves a mouse
The story begins with a sunrise
No idea what the day will be so it is a surprise
The old man is a retired Lumberjack
He would be chopping lumber to build houses
But the old man certainly was never alone
At least this is what the house had shown
There was always this mouse
The mouse seemed to be a companion in the house
The mouse would often sit by the old man
There seemed to be an understanding and no command
The mouse was always given some cheese
The old man made the mouse feel like he was his squeeze
The old man would often talk to the mouse
It was always the old man’s words throughout the house
Then one night a big Thunderstorm came
The storm was like battle stations ready to take aim with all the thunder, lightening and rain
The moon seemed to be given a vacation as a shade among the clouds
A theory of the night
The heavy fog that blocked out sight
Yet the mouse showed no fright
The old man felt he wasn’t going to make the storm his plight
He didn’t want to feel uptight
The mouse knew how to keep the old man calm and suddenly not alarm
Well the storm finally passed by
It was courage in the old man’s try
That old man and his house
Being together including a mouse
A house built for more than just one, and a creation of a foundation being done.

Fighting crime
Getting rid of the slime
Protecting the citizens of the world
Justice at every course
Yes it does take using force
Beating villains at their own game
Keeping peace in order that is the remain
Sometimes Super Heroes get in sticky situations
It’s the villains test to Super Heroes just to case condemnations
Yet Super Heroes prevail in their own recommendations
Sometimes it feels it is the end of Super Heroes
But strength of Character suddenly prevails without fail
Villains look out
Super Heroes are out to get you and they are moving about

Father I cry
My tears flow like a fountain
My heart continues to be weary
I need comfort to quite it my soul
I need God’s holy spirit to help me look up and see behold
A son loss in a struggle of despair
Yet you are the Savior that no one can compare
I pray deep
I need your mercy in keep
Your spirit tells me through darkness there is a light
This light is in remembrance in helping you overcome your plight
Trust in the above
Jesus the almighty to think of
A scar being a cut
I know it doesn’t sound like much
But God delivers and he does comfort

A sunrise with a darkened heart
A triggered shot with a hushed voice
Acceleration of life with tomorrow having no meaning
Another soul to sleep
The Devil’s demise in attempt to keep
God’s eye in wonder
Heavenly soul gone yonder
A young life cut short from the score
A question of justice in needing to explore
A time to pray
A nation in turmoil not feeling ok
The question being is when will the violence end?
My Tears on what will tomorrow be?
An uncertain pause of wait and see

Life we question in what it seems
However, it is the praying hands given to above
Once again it is Heaven that we think of
Endure in the goodness
I am the witness
To sleep is only a victory on a new tomorrow
A sunrise will return
Everyday living being an urn
God can and will
But continue to think on God still
God will comfort in your distress
But believing in faith your own personal test
Everlasting, fulfillment and joy as the final word
An ending sermon in have you heard
Peace unto you
The praises that is due
Walk in stride as you take God’s word to abide
My lips in one last kiss
Heaven’s doors open wide and remembering the hour in your stride.

Father I cry
My tears flow like a fountain
My heart continues to be weary
I need comfort to quite it my soul
I need God’s holy spirit to help me look up and see behold
A son loss in a struggle of despair
Yet you are the Savior that no one can compare
I pray deep
I need your mercy in keep
Your spirit tells me through darkness there is a light
This light is in remembrance in helping you overcome your plight
Trust in the above
Jesus the almighty to think of
A scar being a mire cut
I know it doesn’t sound like much
But God delivers and he does comfort

A sunrise with a darkened heart
A triggered shot with a hushed voice
Acceleration of life with tomorrow having no meaning
Another soul to sleep
The Devil’s demise in attempt to keep
God’s eye in wonder
Heavenly soul gone yonder
A young life cut short from the score
A question of justice in needing to explore
A time to pray
A nation in turmoil not feeling ok
The question being when will the volence end?
Tears on what will tomorrow be?
An uncertain pause of wait and see

Life we question in what it seems
However, it is the praying hands given to above
Once again it is Heaven that we think of
Endure in the goodness
I am the witness
To sleep is only a victory on a new tomorrow
A sunrise will return
Everyday living being an urn
God can and will
But continue to think on God still
God will comfort in your distress
But believing in faith your own personal test
Everlasting, fulfillment and joy as the final word
An ending sermon in have you heard
Peace unto you
The praises that is due
Walk in stride as you take God’s word to abide
My lips in one last kiss
Heaven’s doors open wide and remembering the hour in your stride.

A man so Mighty and Meek
Picks us up when we are weak
Salvation is what one should seek
Salvation is eternal year after year and week after week
Jesus is the creator being the miraculous
Some people think it is a theory ridiculous
A world for Earth that was meant to be
The wonders that surround for all too see
Take a moment and give Jesus praise
The miracles being God’s amaze
There will be times for sorrow and joy
Its Struggles make one strong and increases Faith
This is where prayer becomes your sincere voice, “FATHER IN HEAVEN”
But prayer is Day, Noon and Night
Yet I hear the saints marching in singing, “DON’T LET GOD CATCH WITH YOUR WORK UNDONE”
Death didn’t hold Jesus down
That’s our inspiration for being Heaven bound
Hallelujah will be the sound
Heaven being a far off place
Everlasting being the trace
Merciful being the Father
The Devil wants God’s people to have a setback
But Jesus says stay the course being a track
The Devil deserves one big smack
Let Jesus be your guide
It’s that assurance being what Jesus will provide
No need to try to hide
Give Jesus praise and let it be your stride
Glory to his name and it’s about Heaven right on target being the aim.

A tomorrow with thinking today
Tomorrow in what it will bring
But assurance of one thing
Tomorrow is going to come
I am not certain I will even see tomorrow
But I won’t cast a shadow being sorrow
Tomorrow will be a day unseen
Yet the soul must be clean
Tomorrow is a horizon full of anticipation
To some, it might even be a question
Goals will be set
Achievements in the works that will be met
The sunrise opening of eyes to the new day
Praise in words one would say
Expectations the entire way
Yet tomorrow hopping to be yet in the number
The night before I was able to slumber
I would be good to be living among
But every day living is the Lord to look upon
Tomorrow’s surprise with another day being wise
An opportunity where one advises
A journey where one travels
A vision where one sees
A tomorrow one thought would never come.

It’s life in the hood
The word survive becomes my would
The streets having control being my could
My life depends on it being should
Drugs are my deal
The reality is truly for real
I would steal from my own parents
Life in the hood makes it apparent
A warrant is a chance no one gets
Yet Gambling becomes far more than a bet
Yet even still
Determination sustains in an active will
Being a **** means taking numerous chances
Respect in the neighborhood how one advances
Gun shoots being the norm around here
It’s how Thugs live and preserver
You must watch your back constantly when gangs come near
One must observe the front and the rear
A drug king pin could have a bullet to your head
You could become dead living in an eternal coffin
A ****’s life means you must act tough
Yet you must always be rough
Generosity is not enough
Prostitution being the name of the game
Making money and becoming rich with fame
College is not a mission for a ****
All they want to do is mug
Living right to **** is simply being a chore
This is something a **** would ignore
Now you know what a **** is about
It becomes a battle like a struggling bout
But somewhere a **** knows how to figure it out
Rob and Steal being the ****’s feel
You learn how to wheel and deal
The mission is never let the cops find out
Only a true **** would know what I am talking about.

Yeah I am a ****
No I don’t want a hug
Being a **** is a way to survive
Living is what life provides
I have been to the ******’s Ward
A place called Jail
In Jail you had to be tough
******* is about being rough
There would often be fights
It would often be dark bearing no lights
But you had to be strong and use might
Sometimes Correction Officers look the other way
This could be on any given day
Being a **** is about having a stance
The mean streets were about taking a chance
As a **** you don’t advance
A ******* **** is about having control within the Hood
Showing no fear is how a **** stood
Crying is definitely not an option
Fright, but never showing it
Other Thugs know how to communicate
It’s interaction in relate
Hand Grasps in **** Unity Brotherhood
**** power to establish
**** knowledge to accomplish
Yeah I am a ******* ****
My picture being on the Most Wanted List bearing my mug
Being a **** can also be your death
The shorten time a **** shall live
Bullets can have a ****’s name in the aim
Yet the focus is consistently on blame
Being a **** means sometimes you verse a Rap
At times it might sound like a forbidden trap
Hola if you know what I am talking about
**** being a ******* ****
The idea of enforcing ******* is being a **** in stating none of your business

Let the words dazzle and dance
Come alive in entertainment in trance
Words have their own presence
No one knows what is inside as the Poet thinks
The Poet controls the words and letters using the alphabet
Like a Piano key, it’s the words that set the tune
The Poet introduces the tempo
Open heart
A Poet’s theory
History and mystery
Unknown until proven
Follow me to our destination
We reached sentenceville
In your heart until
You thought
But a Poet showed
You read
But now you understand
A Poet knew from the very beginning
You wondered but wasn’t sure
There were clues along the w4ay
The Poet makes it clear
But the Poet always draws you near
A time being the moment
Write in constant action
Yet wanting your reaction
The Poet’s time takes time
That is what separates us being genuine
You can applaud being appreciation
This how a Poet ends in presentation.

It’s the minute that shall arise
It’s a second that will be a surprise
Your last Breath
A moment being too late
Take the opportunity to appreciate
We take for granted how perish life can be
Your eyes are open, but do you actually see
Now if you must question, you truly have no answer
It becomes a confession session
But imagine, its life being your own creation
The beginning of your life started by the Holy One
Life is what you put in
Where it starts is your begin
It’s your thought in how your life should be
Your organized mind in making life happen
Things happen at the precise instinct
It’s the captured moment
Live and Learn experience until
But it will be a day of your own expiration that will kick in
Achieving while living
Tomorrow from yesterday
Destination to Eternity
What have you accomplished in life?
The sunset is done
You are no longer among
Rest in Peace

Observe all your accounts
Look for discrepancies in amounts
Watch how you withdraw
Never ignore
Newer share your pin
That’s how transactions can end
Hackers will always try to dig in
Change passwords in defend
It’s your money
Make sure you stay on top
If you see a sudden transaction change, put a stop
ATM Machines wants you to be wise
This is why for the emphasize
Be alert and assured
Don’t be sorry, but be transaction safe.

The numerous Tornado’s that roared
The frightening funnels that I saw
Being a Tornado chaser
I needed to be near
Death wasn’t a thought, but preserver becoming fear
I remembered being my car and suddenly being pulled into the funnel of a Tornado
I was hurled high into the sky and moving around the Tornado as if it was an amusement ride
As I was swirling around
I was above the storm and I knew I was Heaven bound
I smiled seeing the mighty warmth of the sun and clouds all gathering in stating, “It is done”
My heart quickly pounded and my blood rushed
Suddenly I felt flushed
I knew my spirit was on target for Heaven
My car abruptly dropped down
My soon would be my eternal bound
Immediately, the car was on a bull’s eye towards earth
My flesh made no sound and quietly my spirit descended from being all around
The Tornado being God’s call, and the remembrance in Standing Tall as I am the God for all.

It was a bus trip to the Bus Bash Spring Fling
But there was an discovery being the thing
I then realized I couldn’t find my house keys
A certain panic came over
The LIRR train leaves my home station at a specific time
I will be behind schedule running through my mind
Of course I missed the LIRR train schedule from my house
I immediately called for a Car Service to the LIRR Jamaica Station to get me to the New York City Penn Station quick
I told the Car Service Drive to speed it at all course, and didn’t care how she did it, and take short cuts
Yes, I had a Female Driver
I made it to the LIRR Jamaica Station, and got the train that made one stop at Woodside, Queens then New York City Penn Station
Finally arriving in New York City, I walked towards the opposite side street across from the Port Authority Bus Terminal where the bus was leaving
What perfect timing, the Chartered Bus Company was arriving at the same time I was arriving, and the passengers gathered to board
Thank you Lord
When I arrived they were starting to call attendance names to board bus
I was number Four
Boarded the Bus
I was on my way to the Bus Bash Spring Fling in Hershey, PA
Met Bus Friends
The trip had a refreshing end.

Trucking on the country road
Welcomed citizens waving in behold
Trucking wheels making the hill climb
Checking my rear view mirrors at the same time
Country music playing on the radio
I am observing families having a good time on their patio
I am blowing my trucker’s horn
It’s the cars I want to warn
Driving at 65 miles per hour
I have a tight schedule, and must be on time in arrive
I have very important cargo and that’s no jive
I stopped at a diner for a little bite
As it is going to be a very long night
It will be my trucker’s headlights
But to my fellow truckers I must be polite
It will be driving through towns and pass cities downtown
A moving highway into destination bound
But smoky will be on my tail
So I can’t speed being the trail
As my truck heads into the sunrise, it’s the flashing lights that make my wheeler’s wise.

It’s Hackers in cyberspace
There attack ONLINE being the computers trace
Spyware that would step in
It’s time for virus protection to begin
Hackers want to hook on your cookies
All computers are at risk
The Hackers have this as their twist
But the computer user must always be alert
A computer virus that’s a hardware hurt
Be careful in how you open files
As surfing the web while
Don’t respond to emails if the person you are not sure
Delete would be the perfect score
Remember, Hackers watch everything you do on your computer
So be computer safe
But don’t leave your files unsafe
I wanted to put you in the know
Let my advice be your show
So in case you get a Hacker attack, you will know how to fight back.

Everything prepared the day before
Reading a recipe book for sure
The Flour, Butter and Sugar all added
It’s not the Pillsbury Bake Off
It was a need for dessert
Bake on Bake on
The oven is good and hot
Soon a layer cake to eat, I hope
Better have the Pepto Bismol ready
Just a matter of wait and see
Lord, please help me
The Layer cake was done
It was supposed to be a Layer Cake
Heaven’s sake
The cake turned into a flattened sink
I must have used the Titanic Recipe Approach
This cake came out as a joke
I might could be served as a pancake
My first instinct was to get my tire and pump like a flat tire
Like I said, attempted bake
No give nor take
Simply a mistake
Garbage with no partake.

A Homeless Man who wanted to die
It was suicide he was going to try
Immediately, he stepped over the bridge edge in attempt to jump
Suddenly, pause
Let’s retract like a rewind video tape
Why should this Homeless Man pursue suicide?
He doesn’t have to stay Homeless
He shouldn’t feel priceless
He also shouldn’t feel useless and down in pitiless
Let us pray for the Homeless Man to the Father above
A Homeless Man is in despair
But you Heavenly Father are beyond compare
Show the Homeless Man the way
This I pray
It was the start of blessings upon blessings that came
Miraculous recovery being the aim
The Homeless Man was able to clean himself up
He managed to get a job and an apartment
He always dreamed of going to College, and he got that opportunity
The thought of suicide was no more
Total intervention for sure

A Homeless Man who wanted to die
It was suicide he was going to try
Immediately, he stepped over the bridge edge in attempt to jump
Suddenly, pause
Let’s retract like a rewind video tape
Why should this Homeless Man pursue suicide?
He doesn’t have to stay Homeless
He shouldn’t feel priceless
He also shouldn’t feel useless and down in pitiless
Let us pray for the Homeless Man to the Father above
A Homeless Man is in despair
But you Heavenly Father are beyond compare
Show the Homeless Man the way
This I pray
It was the start of blessings upon blessings that came
Miraculous recovery being the aim
The Homeless Man was able to clean himself up
He managed to get a job and an apartment
He always dreamed of going to College, and he got that opportunity
The thought of suicide was no more
Total intervention for sure

An Amtrak train traveling south
The train departed from New York Penn Station
Well I was on my way on vacation
We departed from New York at One PM
Through the tunnel and rails we went
I am definitely on my journey being heaven sent
It will be an overnight ride
Arriving in my destination of Atlanta being my stride
Before we get there
There is some time to spare
As the night lights were out on the train
Something happened and let me explain
The Amtrak Conductor rushed through the train
Suddenly the Engineer applied the brakes
My response was “Oh for goodness sakes”
Apparently someone was trying to jump off the moving train in suicide
This was hard to put aside
The passenger was taken off because he didn’t abide
Death that could have been in a passenger’s try
Well the train proceeded on and the night seemed very long
We arrived in Atlanta On Time, and the exploration was mine.

A past into the present
Minds changed into resent
Lack of character of what the individual represents
A negative face trying to persuade a positive voice
Provoking names
Excuses upon excuses is always the blame
Attitudes with personality is not what Heaven made
Yet some people think they are getting over in the shade
However I get attitudes and I have done no one wrong
The problem being some people don’t know how to get along
Some individuals have attitudes that contribute to past life
I offer prayer being the individual’s absolute best advice
Attitudes only elevate hate
The problem being no one wants to relate
We must all learn that were put on this Earth to get along as one
As of this moment, I am done.

It’s that one swing with that ax
A Turkey’s emotion being before feeling perplexed
No place to run
The oven being already prepared
A Turkey in not having a neck
All the other grouping Turkey’s thinking oh heck
What a way for a Turkey to go
However you might see a flying Turkey escape in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade
The Turkey only thinks he has made it in the shade
No one at your Thanksgiving feast will ever know
Follow that balloon being the flow
Eat, Drink and be thankful
Don’t drink and drive, but do arrive alive
Happy Thanksgiving to one and all
Just remember the Turkey that you saw
Gobble Gobble Gobble
Anybody for a game of squabble?

Please don’t **** nor eat me
Find a Duck to eat you see
Just because it’s a tradition on Thanksgiving Day
There must be another meat to eat I say
Try another solution being another way
Now put that ax away
I am determined it won’t be my neck on this day
I will continue to gobble until the very end
I hope the ax just bends
Then you won’t be able to begin
I will not die in defeat
You will not try me like I am some treat
As a Turkey, we are strong and I will use my feat
This is a Turkey rebel and you will see and I won’t tell
I am not no Butterball too be put on the shelf to sell.

Half way across the globe evacuate
Get moving before it’s too late
It’s the mighty winds that blow
Don’t let your escape be slow
Winds are beyond a refreshing breeze
Trees are being uprooted with the feeling of being unease
Heavy rains are pounding the coastal towns
There’s a silence of citizens in having no sound
A time to pray
Eyes up to Heaven being the relay
Winds upon blow
No it isn’t some reality show
It’s the elements against man
The strength of God bearing on the land
The Typhoon being a reminder for the world to pray
Have courage and wait out the storm
Some parts of the world this is the norm
Yet stand firm with Faith
Typhoon’s come and go
Where there is a Typhoon and rain, skies do part and sunshine is what remains.

You had three months to soothe
The sunshine and warmth and wouldn’t be enthused
But as August comes to an end, it is Summer about to conclude
The fact of being on vacation
School’s out being the indication
Summer fun beyond the job
Sharing the beach with the multitudes being a mob
But Summer is slowly coming to an end
September will soon begin
Where did Summer go?
Apparently we moved entirely too slow
But the months just moved with the flow
I am in the final day of my job summer hours
This truly makes my heart really sour
Summer is gradually moving on
The Seasons are going to be long
It is a sequence where they belong
Once again Summer fun almost gone
Now you need to wake up from your yond.

Through the pages of circumstances
The experiences from past tense
Storms that remind
A world bitter and unkind
Clear skies sunny in between cloudy
Faces of distinction
Questionable of doubt
Had to mention
Words leading the way
Any Author’s gateway
The time spent to compose
Before and after suppose
The moment Arise
While sleep came a sunrise
A new day to fulfill while living among
Life doesn’t give you a choice, it’s a blessing
Lessons of survival
Sometimes show in a novel
Beyond words
Centered directly in the heart
Theory and concept
Effect and recorded
Author’s Diary Of Essence.

Memoir Write
My life that was in plight
Introduction
Circumstance into intervention
Surrounding birth
My happenings on Earth
Death knocked
Overcast moment
My passing storm
Sudden sunrise
Heaven’s surprise
Blessing to emphasize
Living right
Sponsored God’s sight

Wax captured in all the flex
Structured detail with all the contour molds
Realistic in looks of behold
Wax of Bodybuilding champions at their best
Craftsmanship in not settling for less
It’s all about the pose
All angles covered I suppose
Imagine seeing Arnold Schwarzenegger captured at the time he won the 1970 Mr. Olympia
Then Sergio Olivia comes to mind
A waxed monster in the crab pose
All the veins looking like an intense fire hose
It would be competition in being prepared
The time vintage bodybuilders stepping on stage, and commotion in making the competition mad
The idea of muscles captured in pure wax
To attend I hope they don’t add any tax
But Bodybuilding is about facts
Achieve with a will and it’s no matter what age being still
Picture weights molded into wax
A bodybuilder lifting feeling a little perplexed
But it is true strength and dedication that makes bodybuilding work
This would be the message that the vintage Bodybuilding Wax Museum would convey
Bodybuilding exposure in every way
A vintage bodybuilding wax museum encouraging people to give Bodybuilding a try
I am quite sure there are questions of why
It is the intensity with effort that would make one cry
But the most important aspect would be “Stay away from drugs”
This should be captured on every souvenir mug
If anyone is caught taking drugs, we will just pull the plug
Well vintage bodybuilding wax museum it does have appeal
Now if we could just make it happen being for real.

WHY SHOULD I TAKE MY OWN LIFE?
I HAVE A REASON TO LIVE
CERTAINLY HAVE COMPASSION TO GIVE
MY HOPE IS STRONG
IT’S COPE AND IT STATES IN HOW I MOVE ALONG
SITUATIONS IN KNOW HOW TO WORK OUT
I DON’T EVEN HAVE ANGER TO SHOUT
LIFE IS WORTH LIVING
I TAKE VALUE WITHIN MYSELF
I DON’T FOLLOW LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE
FOR THE MOST PART, I AM QUITE IT AS A MOUSE
THIS IS NOTHING BUT EVIL WANTING TO CORRUPT AND FOG UP MY MIND
YET I AM PATIENT AND KIND
EVIL, YOU HAVE NO CONTROL OVER ME
SUICIDE IN ME IS NOT FOR ALL TOO SEE
I HAVE A HEAVENLY GUIDE
IT’S FAITH IN WHAT IT PROVIDES
SO SUICIDE, YOU FAILED YOUR OWN TEST
IT’S MY TESTIMONY IN CONFESS.

Some people will play you for a fool
But some even want to be cruel
Yet what they don’t understand
There is a God that controls the entire land
Their wants are not my needs, and my survival is how I proceed
My expense will not be nobody’s debt
This is no secret being kept
A user’s request should not get a response
Why be used in the first place?
It would be unnecessary energy being a waste
Users either want your talent or something you have but too cheap to get
Their loss and not a regret
I earned what I achieved
I don’t give out being used for someone to receive
Users only want to deceive
They have no caring heart
Don’t give users a head start
My sincerity is what makes my mark
No one can tell me otherwise
I am my own enterprise
Users have no base
Run but don’t participate in the chase
Users look in the mirror and be truthful to yourself
Don’t try to act like everybody else
How would you feel if you were used?
It would only amount to refuse
Right now you might be confused
But users beware
Now I did try to be fair
I have common sense
It’s called intelligence and wisdom
If you are going to use someone, you may not make it to the kingdom
Users only score zero
Yet they think they are gaining
But users are all alone with nothing remaining.

A moment when the spirit left the body
This happens too everybody
On this particular day, it’s a man by the of Eddie Hill I will say
Mr. Hill had been sick for quite a while
He was always active being his style
Everything happened so fast
Mr. Hill was diagnosed with Cancer
His body was starting too fade
His body is what God made
His face being a mire skeleton from his true self
Mr. Hill was distinguishable like nobody else
The family came for a visit
It was those passing moments of a limited tomorrow
After the family left
Mr. Hill felt into a deep eternal sleep
Suddenly a voice shouted, “Awake, awake”
Mr. Hill was surprised and didn’t know where he was
It was an Angel dressed in all white telling Mr. Hill he arrived in Heaven
The Angel then told Mr. Hill to rise too the occasion
“Your days on earth with your spirit in Heaven in a new birth”
This is Heaven in which you see
Chosen ones enter and that comes from thee
Your days of sorrow no more and it’s your praise that will soar
So awake, and stay awake for Heaven’s sake.

We are your past
As years rolled on time moved fast
We made our mark
This is your introduction in making a start
Freedom has become a dim light
It’s a known fact in being a plight
It’s the world in turmoil
This is all happening on the Earth soil
We fought until our voices were heard
We marched entirely
Justice needed a name
Our efforts were going to be our aim
History was made being a milestone
But it took multitude’s as you can’t do it alone
Our legacies are within you
We see the struggles even high above
This is a continuation in our honor in what I am talking about
The battle isn’t over
This is where each of us comes in
The sun has risen
Tomorrow is the new day
Freedom and Justice should be heading our way
Opposition wants us to continue from the past and into the present in being silent
We are American’s creed
The constitution gives us the right to proceed
The entire world is in need
You have a quest
Make us proud
Do it while you still have time allowed
A moment doesn’t last long
But you are our legacy, and you know where you belong
Nations rise
Justice and Freedom should be seen in all eyes
We were old yet wise
Efforts being golden
Walk in our spirit
We have entailed the merit.