We start with nothing,
And we end up with the same.
It’s the events in the middle,
That defines the nature of our game.
For some it’s intense, fiery and short.
For others it’s a careful and considerate walk.
We strive for difference,
Yet we achieve deadly equality.
We try to make our mark,
Just to be remembered.
But in the end we fade,
Like we knew we would from the start.
With nothing left behind,
Not a scrap to be measured.
Is it worth all the effort,
Just to then disappear.
All the pain we experience,
Year upon year.
Should I stop now,o
And just give up here?
Or should I push on,
Despite my desperation and fear?

The crisp Autumn air
Waves gently
Through the ever-changing leaves

Must be that time of year

Leaves fallen on the grass, the sidewalk
The crispness of the air
Always brings me back to this

Where Fall was always Autumn

And the trees are evergreen
Love stands the test of time and space
Earth never dies or ends

The winter may come
The snow may fall
The grass becomes white
And the trees become ghosts

The summer has ended
And we long
For days of spring
But we remember
The season of Fall

With sand sinking quickly,
It’s dragging me down and there’s no way of saving me.
You stand and watch me drown in my own river, for now, I’m just a skeleton in your closet.

Words of regret you feed me,
But I throw them into the stream because the adventure was so much sweeter.
I told you to just leave me in a pit and wait for the earth to cover me up.
If you so greedily wish to see me again just dig me up.
When I ask to throw me into the sea you were scared of the waves I was to create.
I told you not to worry because if you want to see me again just dive down below.

This life is all I want to remember.
I don’t want to live a future.
You told me if I died you’ll never grow me flowers or cry for my pain.
So I stopped and lived another day for you.

And you told me you have been on the run for decades but never knew why.
So since you know you must keep moving you kissed me in every language you knew,
As our hands parted like passing ships.

I wrote this with a pen,
In my notebook,
At least a million times.

At first,
It was simple & clean
Like the Utada Hikaru song we kept listening to,
Underneath a cloud full of spliff smoke.
But then it turned complex & morally contaminated.
Like the time you sat in my desk chair
And released your stomach acid onto my floor.

It reeked of alcohol
And so does my breath at this current moment.

It's hard for me to express my pain
Without feeling the presence of the nimbus clouds in my mind
Come closer to making my face burst into tears.
But I'm going to try.

Hearing the news that you died,
Plagued my ears and spider-cracked my soul.
I'm never going to be the same knowing that
Your physical existence will not be roaming around this earth.

The huge disk of memories we created are on vinyl
Constantly replaying in my head
But scratching after May 13th.
That was the last time I saw your infectious smile
And felt your tight bear hug that provided me with warmth.

After our palms clapped
And fingers interlocked,
I felt your heartbeat with my knuckle.
We were more than friends.
We were brothers.
We were humans that had souls that understood each other.

I'm not going to lie,
I am still damaged and feel out of place in this world.
Where do I go from here?
How do I feel better?

I think about you every night,
With my tear filled eyes soaking the lifelines of my palms.
I keep the thoughts of you replaying in my head,
Knowing that your spirit has touched the souls of many,
I can't help but feel this sad.
But I know that one day I will
Feel better.

I tried to find the answers at night,
Underneath the night sky
Where the stars shined bright,
And the moon provided solace.

I confessed my pain to the moon every night,
It illuminated my soul
And gave me a shoulder to cry on.

Dear celestial object,
Allow my wanderlust soul to rise to the stars
With hopes of finding comfort at night
Because I haven't been the same since finding out about the death of my best friend.

May you live on forever Fuquan Ford.

TICK.TICK..TICK...TICK….time is ticking ,
TICK.TICK..TICK...TICK….life is ticking ,
Life' eternal clock is ticking away .
The agony of our forefathers rising high like the sun ,
while the tears of the innocent,
cry out for vengeance ,
The tears of the widows are crying for love.
Listen,our fathers are talking about yesterday ,
How they lived their lives, but we have today.
To Honour the souls of our fallen brothers ,
The youthful,talking about the future.
,Living with high hopes to see the light before the END consumes us.
Remember sundown and the giving away to night.
Remember your birth,
how your mother struggled to give you form and breath.
You are evidence of her life, and her mother’s, and hers.
Remember your father.
He is your life, also.
Remember the earth whose skin you are:
red earth, black earth, yellow earth, white earth
brown earth, we are earth.
Remember the plants, trees, animal life who all have
their
tribes, their families, their histories, too.

YOU'RE THE EARTH ,YOU'RE THE WORLD.

Take me back,
To the time when I was just an innocent kid,
Life was simpler ,Dreams in eyes and pure by heart,
Careless , free spirited, and all I needed was to play and eat chocolates.

Take me back ,
To the time I saw her first at school.
Simple and sweet like an angel ,
fair like milk, love her short silky hairs,
Still remember her smiling in that red skirt.

Take me back ,
To the college farewell night ,
When I was drunk on top of the world,
When i proposed her and she became mine.

Take me back ,
To the time when we were together,
When you were mine,
I wasn't alone,
when I wasn't afraid to love.