l o v e*
as you like to call it ,
is nothing more than our selfish need to fight our loneliness.

We are all just winners in a losing game.

How is it that
When someone you love hurts you,
You don't and you can't hurt them back,
Cause you love  them too much?
It's just unfair ..

I am a poet with a pen
In charge of writing the world I am in
Constantly on the poetic move
In search of words to rhyme for you

I am a poet who seeks the truth
Pours it out for all to use
Giving to those who have a need
Opening verse and setting it free

My only hope is that one day
My part in life will bring about change
To the farthest corners of this great land
In every heart of every woman and man

I am a poet with a heart
Leaving it open for my form of art
Sensitive to life, love, and loss
Holding hands with the paths that I cross

I am a poet who takes the word
Sets it straight on its life course
I feel I am here to fill a need
I am a poet for all to read