Such a shame

Whose cause is the effect?

Where are the shoulders
that should carry the blame?

Why and how
could one ignore
the awesomely
tragic regret?

Who are the they?

Those whom to blame
The guilty one that bares
little or no remorse

Should that one be indicted
tried and judged convicted
of High Crimes unto
Unspeakable Treason?

The unforgiven, unforgivable
...unforgiving Patriot

Purposed to rebellion
against the established order
Conscripted from birth unto the Eternal Blessed Revolution

Running insubordinately
when instructed to stand still
Walking when ordered to sit
Standing when advice from all is to lay down

Blame me for surely
without doubt
it must be all my fault

Such a shame

Blame Me.

-R.

(6.1.10)
-Hlywd

I remember being on the red thin line
Becoming & epitomizing Destitute
Blessed it too that I found myself wanting
to break from the clenches that bound any exemption, and sought after a new means of
Achieving ultimate ecstasy in a world purged of natural euphoria and anything besides the contemptuous judgment that is almost granted and given at the onset of life in a place that taxes one from the unembellished pleasures a life should often always experience

Dear father. Beautiful mother.

Please allow me this opportunity to thank you, but caricature of my decisions needs to be put in place first.

As the days passed me by, long ravenous nights, restless and unaware. You helped me realize that the white lines turned into white lies, the dice I constantly rolled made me a sucker for the rule of threes.

You made me realize that this is not who I was made to be, and I can be a better man I know. I never needed to become a shell of the man I used to or intended to be.

The lines I drew was nothing more than a mark to build a wall, a barrier between myself and candidly company. I've replaced real words and genuine touch with a new best friend and she's called loneliness. I can feel her but touch so fake, I can hear her words but similar to the voice in my head.

So I want to thank you for allowing me to make my own mistakes  but never vamoose my side. Just know that I've learned from my mistakes and trying my best to be a better man than yesterday, everyday.

You've raised me with love, clarity, and a soft touch and I need to thank you for that.

I hope you hear this.

I love you.

if anything
aren't we just made up of
snippets of other people
one's our eyes
have yet to
settle upon
even those we may never meet
we romanticise our bad habits
we chant them like
bittersweet symphonies
we parade our melancholy insidiously
in hopes of someone listening
they hear our cries; they know it too
a pain so familiar
it unites a couple few
their desirous whines for
the land of milk and honey
may have been answered
as for the others
bliss only blesses the
blessed

We are all blessed and a blessing,
seen in the eyes of the divine.
Meant to co create with our thoughts
to make heaven on earth.

We are all blessed and a blessing,
seen by beings of light as sacred.
Meant to awaken to realize our potential
and live accordingly.

We are all blessed and a blessing.
Meant to live in a state of love
Meant to be peaceful and live with abundance.

Looking behind,
into my past.
The emotions.
The tears.
The poems.
I dwelled on what I felt,
and possibly did not.
I wrote of deep sadness,
and the agony of a fragile heart.
I was lacking something.

That something,
was joy.
Yes,
I have always been a gentle soul.
Never much anger,
only a small pinch of frustration.
But you see,
it had never meant much
because I dwelled on that sadness.
We become so caught up in these
small insignificant set backs..
that we forget the joy,
that is life.

I have all the typical needs in life.
Food.
Water.
Shelter, a family, friends,
and most importantly Jesus in my heart.
I have more than I could want.
Sometimes,
I become obssesed in the items,
the price, and glamour.

As I sit hear,
coffee in my hand,
I have come to a realization.
I have everything I could need and want.
I lacked appreciation.
Each day,
I hope to continue forward and count my wonderful blessings.