There are accidents to diseases,
With countless other, obstacle’s, in between,
If we always worry about everyone, of them,
We can miss the life; we should have seen.
Our mind controls our body, every breath, heartbeat,
Down to each word we say, look towards the future,
Think positive, your body will flow the same way.
When A person always says, I can’t right A way,
Could it be they are too lazy, or afraid to try,
Your better, to give it your best first,
Then, convince your mind, your ready to give up, and die.
When you talk about the weather, more than twice, A day,
Are you using your mind to think,
When you have to look outside, A window, for something to say?

                                                           ­         Tom Maxwell 04/21/2021 AD
                                                              ­                                                      9:00PM

A one-of-A-kind planet,
In A universe of space,
The only one known,
With life, the human race.

Many countries divide,
Planet Earth, our place,
Different cultures, and religions,
Along with colors and race.

This globe, of land and water,
Reproduces, all survival needs,
Slowly being destroyed,
By the people, and their greed



© Tom Maxwell 06/22/07

I worry so much about your actions I see,
because they remind me of mistakes made by me.
I could count my mistakes like drops of rain
, and to the people I love I gave so much pain.
Remember, I will always love you till my final day,
Regardless of the roads you travel or your actions or ways.
Even during our good times,
Or bad, life will always bring us happy times together,
and others when we are sad.
I worry all the time trying to accept whatever this life decides to deal,
Often, I am clueless not showing the emotions I feel.
I try to hold inside so many actions of my life in the past,
Always trying new adventures to turn my world around at last.
Remember, I will always love you till my final day,
Regardless of the roads you travel or your actions or ways.
I know I am supposed to lead you standing tall and strong,
I’ve always tried my best and sometimes I am right, but often I’ve been wrong.
Many times, in the past I was wrong in the way’s I’ve sowed my seeds,
    I will always love you and be there in your times of need.
Remember, I will always love you till my final day,
Regardless of the roads you travel or your actions or ways.
I know sometimes I seem insane when my feelings come out from inside,
letting out pressure that builds, while trying to survive, during this life’s ride.
Life has so much to offer us and a lot of knowledge we can share and gain,
Always look towards a happy future, even during our times of pain.
Remember, I will always love you till my final day,
Regardless of the roads you travel or your actions or ways.


          Copyright Tom Maxwell 05/10/03

Searching, A journey, experiments,
Changes, thoughts, beliefs, times,
Attitude, reactions, wishes, wants,
Needs, sharing, caring, binds,
Greed, work, play, analyzing,
Understanding, accepting, finds,
Friends, hate, Love, decisions,
Grief, sins, prayers, signs.
A few of the chapters, we travel through,
We will all leave, with confusion, questions, in our mind.

                                                                        

Tom Maxwell © 7/19/2021 AD 1:08 pm

This life is a constant search,
For answers to find,
Sorting the why’s and wishes, not by choice,
That were left behind,
Those gears are always turning,
In my mind.
The road is only paved, one breath at a time,
Tomorrow may never be,
Just a dream, in your mind.
There is a dead-end, sign, for each of us,
It’s not far around the bend,
Keep your pedal to the metal, and
Never pretend.


The Original: Tom Maxwell © 7/7/2020

Love, so hard to explain,
Hopefully, all involved, are thinking the same,
For many, these day's, use the word, as a game,
Causing another, to drop tears, like rain.
To  Love, you have to totally trust,
Love , does not appear, from hours, of lust,
You have to keep feeding the relationship, to keep out rust,
Actions, and words, have to match, that's a must.

We all have been labeled,
Tossed our dirt, around a table,
On our journey, to our final day,
We think about our past,
Times, we thought would last,
Those, who helped guide us,
When our soul, was low on gas,
Call them special angels,
When they come around,
They share ideas, and thoughts,
To guide us, straight on the ground.



                                                                                                                    Tom Maxwell©
                                                                                                                    5/6/2019 AD
                                                                                                                    1:30 PM

Treasures & relic’s,
Of our time and past,
Hold many answers and guidance,
So future generations,
Survive, keep positive, and last.

Who is the recorder, of the history records,
During, this period, were living today
Will it all be about politicians, will any of it be true,
We all need to bury, our real thoughts,
About The planet earth, and ourselves,
For the future to discover, and learn,
How we lived, each day.


                                                      
Tom Maxwell© o7/17/2021 AD 3:45 am

Is this the Subject, of the story                    
The way it is, explained to you,
Those, just playing their part,
Or you really, just that board,
Your life, without a clue.

Is it all about competition,
Bragging rights, about what you do,
You will never get ahead,
When you only follow, their rules.

Those voices in your mind,
Your inspirations, for life, this time,
At different moments, in this journey,
They come to life, to keep you in line.
2/12/2020 AD   Tom Maxwell

What news is being disguised
By the worlds, Dictators, & Hierarchy,
The tales the rest of us hear, each day,
Why wars, conflicts, each of us will die,
Soon enough anyway.
What’s the real urgent reason,
So many innocent people,
You **** along the way,
Why can’t us possible targets,
Know the truth, if you plan to make our day.
Being Rulers of countries A gig
Ninety-nine percent of us normal minded people,
Will never imagine or see, You, have money, power,
Or is it some crazy bet, and you have already,
Picked the final hour.

                                           The Original: Tom Maxwell © 3/7/22 AD
3:00 am

The slow internal destruction of our country today
Dividing, judging, labeling all of the people,
Many in need, all because of personal greed.
The belief of a better future, trust in your fellow man,
Taking time to listen, work with, and understand,
Has all been flushed down the drain, by a few,
Those who buy, a political office, for control,
Personal greed, nothing about helping citizens,
Only those putting cash in their hands,
Their ideas trickle down, many follow,
Knowing somethings are wrong, can hurt others,
They don’t follow their beliefs, why,
It’s more important, to be greedy, politically correct,
Than to help those in need, taking away their relief.



                                                             Tom Maxwell ©
                                                    12/10/2019

We are in this life on Earth,
To find our true self in our soul.
We are each an individual searching,
For our earthly survival roll.
This life is a dream, day, by day,
As it is to everyone else, floating on this planet,
Spinning, circling the sun, as time slips away.
Its up to each of us to keep focused, on ourselves, each day,
Mixed with negative and positive people, their habits, beliefs,
And attitudes, its easy to get pulled away from our own experiences,
Inspirations we feel we should live, in this short stay.
Everyone has different Ideas how to live each day,
Do not waste your life, expecting others to change
Our mind needs freedom, notice signs, do not waste time.

                                     The Original; Tom Maxwell © 3/10/22 AD
                                                         9;36 pm

Under the light blue morning sky,
in the wood’s, I can pick out the oak trees,
Their leaves, brown, always last to fall,
As I turn my neck, two deer walk by.
The new grass, natures carpet, beautiful green,
Looking over the rails, of my back deck,
A beautiful nature scene, my ideas I brought to life,
Over the years, I lost my siblings, parents, and wife,
During long hard - working hours, I dreamed,
Of retiring, to happy days, I had a plan to travel,
Across the USA, in my dreams, A couple of houses,
Then to explore, a new RV.  Everything paid,
No credit cards, or any loans, it’s a beautiful,
Saturday morning, I’m living all alone, no one,
To share with, or call on the telephone.
It’s hard to see, wiping tears off my face,
Like a lost puppy, they follow me to every place,
As I ride on planet earth, around in space,
The only real dream, for now, I have, waiting for God,
To call me home, from this life, in the human race.
The Original Tom Maxwell 12/4/2021 AD

So many say, they are looking, for true love,
All around our planet, today,
Remember, love is A four letter word,
Used for many reasons, and ways.

Love, is true feelings, and emotions,
It has nothing to do with your age, or pay,
Remember, relationships, take up A lot of time,
What are you giving up, for extra hours, every day.

If your really looking, for love
It’s not like buying A car, fresh paint on all sides
The friendship will not last, if, your always
comparing, features, and how they ride.

Being honest & trustworthy, is A part of,
The meaning, of true love, in many ways,
It’s to live and create special memories,
Until the souls, rise up and away.

                                                                                  Tom Maxwell ©
                                                                          04/4/2021AD

Over fifty years ago, the hippies tried,
To bring, everyone together, spreading,
Peace & Love, for all, across the U.S.A.
The establishment, for fear of loosing,
Their power, control, and payments,
To full fill their greed, locked some up,
While making the rest, split up, hide, or leave.
Imagine peace, love, and happiness,
Throughout our country today,
Look how it is, for us living now,
By following the politicians ways.
The separation of citizens,
Children, with no respect,
Their being killed, on the streets,
Even at schools, more robberies,
car jackings, crimes, more serious, everyday.
A part of the history of our country,
The hippie's tried, to make America,
A better place to stay.



Tom Maxwell copyright 9/17/2019 AD  11:30 AM

Almost one-third of my life, I have been an author,
I never think of myself much that way,
Interesting thoughts flow, I print with a pencil in hand,
What, inspires me, I never start with an exact plan.
Writers, deep thinkers, and prophets, always related to the past,
They are among us, some reading this could be, delivering,
Messages, that will forever last.
They would have a special personality, able to mix with,
All types of people, depending on the situation, are capable of,
Delivering the messages, in many different ways, leaving,
Inspiring information, to others, they may use, will repeat,
While pondering about the impression, that was made,
For the rest of this life’s stay.
Society is hanging over a cliff, through ads, and many other ways,
Creating minds, that money, is so much talked about,
Altering how people think, they refuse to listen, or even believe,
Unless a famous rich person or money is in the conversation, some way.
Think about your thoughts, the messages you receive, and hopefully
The answer will come, for the original plan, and
Peace On Earth Will Be.
The Original: Tom Maxwell © 7/7/2022

Most everyone craves,
Wealth and beautiful things,
During this life,
As long as we travel here,
Want to see a miracle,
Look into a mirror.
Your soul traveling, in your body,
From a life, in the past,
You are here, to help it grow,
Never knowing,
Which life, will be it’s last.


                                                                                           Tom Maxwell © 3/15/2021 AD   6:55 PM

We never know, how, when our, in what way,
Every one will leave this life,
We are passing through today, A short stop over,
When you compare it to eternity,
Part of Gods plans, from the very first day.
Death, the one thing in this life
No one in the end, will survive.
Our soul inside, must go on another Journey,  
Until it is perfect, in every way.
A reality check, that can stop us, in our tracks,
Any moment, on any day,
Each of us have, limited reservations,
We can not extend our visit, in any way.
One of life’s lessons,
A moment, we always remember,
Where we were, when the message, came,
Of A person we loved, passing away.
We turn away from our daily routine,
As if we are in a trance
Then we think of our self, our soul
Our we giving it, life, our best, trying to find,
Discover our purpose, why we were given this time.
We each have A soul, that sees,
Through our eye’s, then guides us, from inside.
There is A power we cannot control
We start feeling weak, the tears, begin to flow,
We can not make our selves cry,
Some day out with friends, having fun,
Do not hurt yourself, just stop try to cry.
Why will often appear, in our, mind,
Certain things we will never know,
During our time.
Take time away, from what you
Waste time doing, go visit,
Call, those people you think about,
Their, in your thoughts, for A reason, a way,
Every year, more people you know
Will become, A memory of, yesterday.
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Tom Maxwell © 4/25/2021AD  3:30am

I had a dream,
You helped make it come true,
So, fast it was over, I still thank you.
It lasted longer, while in my mind,
When it came to life,
It was such a short time.
I could be upset, now that it’s gone,
I’m happy it came to life,
Now it’s time, to move on.
All of us, want more every day,
Never taking time, to appreciate,
This life, the planet, where we stay.
We should be thankful, for small things,
Remembering, at any moment,
They can be gone, or taken away.
Do not waste time, waiting for something,
To come back your way,
You may miss something, else,
That was to be, during this life’s stay.
We all have dreams, often they come to me & you,
Some we never even noticed; they do come true.
Tom Maxwell © 1/10/21

You Dreamed about it for years,
Worked hard most of your life to get there,
Your golden years,
The only gold, you found or see,
Is in your *****, when you ***!

The original: Tom Maxwell 8/6/2024 AD

Our body is controlled, by the thoughts, in our mind,
Negative thoughts, about one’s self,
Bring negative responses, by our body, over time,
Being lazy, convincing, ourselves we can’t
Before we make an effort, to try.
Then we think, what if, often, wandering why,
Peace, happiness, love, no purchase, can buy,
some decisions, we made, bring tears to our eyes,
We age, our positives, by others, pushed aside,
Life of decisions, excuses, final event in life, we die.

                                                                  The Original : Tom Maxwell © 8/29/21 AD