Some children in High School
have tongues like switchblades.
Sharpened at home
in parents care.
They scar beautiful souls
trying to live in an often cruel world.

Children in High School
have tongues like cutters,
that should be left in doors mouth.
They cause pain by bulling
thinking they are immune to persecution.    

But they will learn,
as shields are formed by
those transgressed upon.

AS parents take control and
dole out punishment teaching them to
  leave their tongue bolos firearms inside.

AS people awake to not tolerate
their insensitivity and ignorance.
After all...we are all one. We are all gifted.

Words lost over time
I search for
wanting to feel serenity.

Moments expand
but senses seem dead
as winds chills surround.

Months and years pass
as familiar tunes of
I love you mom,
or how are you?
are void inside ears.

Words still hidden
in the alcoves of ears
as time passes
and pain continues.

Sadness of emotions
rise and fall
inside levee of heart
as he holds the key
to my balance.

Distance and busyness
brings one into actions
so my search continues.

Perhaps, someday I will hear them.
Perhaps my heart
will be lifted
to fly.

Sunday
over easy...
Make it a diamond day
to sparkle with your dreams
the ones you hold dear.
Sparkle in your divine self
the one who is eternal and sacred
Sparkle from facets of challengers
that are opportunities to shine brighter.
Sunday
Over easy
No fears

Fast food establishments
are not food.
Its manufactured garbage
not deserving of a divine body.

Its fake food
hidden behind fancy commercials
that fool the brain.

Billboards brainwash
and big newspaper ads
pull one thinking
they have free will.

Prizes and playgrounds
entice kids
who in turn urge parents
to go out.

Turn off the TV,
the ads that play in mind.
Turn on the truth
in heart
and respect your body.

Try eating at home
and take kids to dollar store.
They will enjoy it more
and have nourishment.

And do stay away from soda
not natural,
it’s a corrosive.

My friendship
of heartbeat
sings in honor
for your being

Our friendship
becomes a deeper
bond more than
brother
of sister

Our friendship becomes
solidified and valued
inside crystals of love.

Crystals that shine
as we move
in the dance of life

I am a winner
with every breath
every step every moment
as I move through
rain and sun
as I ride the elevator
of experiences
toward home

A person attempts to speak
perhaps from a child
a lover, a friend.

They speak hearing a “aha”
or nod given without deviating
from their focus.

Response...
No!!!
Listen with your whole face.
With the ears born with.
Your intention to relate.
Your eyes to match mine.

Put DOWN the cell phone.
CLOSE the lab top.

A person deserves your
respect.
And interaction fulfills a soul.