Don’t let the last name fool you of Greene
As you continue to read, you will understand what made him structured lean
Mr. Greene was a man who won International Federation of Bodybuilders of MR. WORLD title twice
There were times when Mr. Greene called Joe Weider and asked for advice
It was intensity with the weights
Then taking in food protein and drinking protein shakes
Mr. Greene is a personal friend of mine
He used to tell me stories of bodybuilding ways
Also stay away from drugs and go astray
Yet he was every bodybuilder’s friend
But on the Bodybuilding stage, it was about the win
Mr. Greene’s muscles were his voice on stage
In the audience, it was the posing that did amaze
It left the audience and Judge’s in a daze
It was his proportion being the fine line
Then it was the repetitions that contributed being combined
Under the spotlight, Mr. Greene was the terminator
But it was his posing being the illustrator
Franklyn Greene was focused down to the finish
This is what makes him distinguished
A Bodybuilding champion who was meant to be
The world witnessed and was able to see
Mr. Greene made Bodybuilding everything that it should be
He is now retired from competition, but continues to train
Bodybuilding in his heart still remains
His motto, “Train with focus and eye on detail”
Franklyn Greene who did achieve and many bodybuilding awards he did receive. Accomplishments with many wins, and with a past being a milestone, but the name of Franklyn Greene who is still known.

"BUG"

I saw a Bug Battle,
in the cracks of the street Blood and Struggle
Their plastic screams and cellophane curses were almost like yours and mine.
Until a brave one crawled to my ear,
and he told me of his trial in the street crack theater,
I grinned as if I cared, he smiled like he had the time
He said "in whose camp does your banner fly, and can I have you on my side?"
He loaded a Pistol while I replied:
I said: I'm anti-pro no shout catechist, so keep your pamphlets political activist,
You take your cause for lack of a purpose in life,
pursuit of happiness, "eudemonia"  good spiritedness
you're living proof that ignorance aint bliss
Pray "Libira nos a malo!" and Free Tibet!
But you never prayed for the souls with affixed Bayonets;
so I wave like the man being shot from the cannon;
born on this chunk of warm rock hurling through nothing;
who only on the front of spirit can fight;
Storm the Bastille of desperate life;
and dance in the street every night till the day I die.
The Bug Replied:
Know All, Know all, in the dialog to win,
two grants are a Franklyn one Lincoln's just a fin?
Posit value for this bug since you're so well balanced,
gaining perspective from the outermost valence;
you never killed what you eat and confuse "labor with action,"
  but you think you're to evolved to fight for my faction;
We're currency baby as we live and breed,
BASTILLE for you ATTICA for me!
better get in the frae my anti anti teacher
before it ***** you along with every other fighting creature;
I'm going back to me cell where I breathe a little freer;
but let me give a final though like I'm Jerry Springer:
If happiness is purpose than you can call my purpose love,
to survive I fight the Battle and to me you're the bug.
Thunderstruck, I sat on the curb,
realizing I could be a "social surd;"
then I saw my small confessor get killed in a raid;
I would have stomped out his assassin if I wasn't so afraid;
instead I rose to my feet, and walked straight home,
locked myself in, and wrote out this song,
I think of the bug while I'm dancing in the street,
every time my neighbor throughs a sneaker at me;
I feel his wrestles spirit longing to fight,
while I'm drinking and singing in the middle of the night,
than it hits me:
The bug was right

Every hum
How sweet
Rhythm the sound
Franklyn Greene the man
Had his own demand
Lived to proof
Enthused
True Sportsmen
Solid foundation
Hourglass timed out
Whispers from the distance
Distances far and close
Yesterday’s past
Tomorrow’s everlasting
The one day came
Followed by soar
Beyond the eyes of the world
Descended and transitioned
I will always remember
Encouragement gained
Honor in the Blakie call
Embrace from Brotherly to Brotherly
Heart driven with every beat
Every talk was a treat
Every joke had a laugh
Peace, Comfort and Tranquility
Thank you for your friendship
This is not goodbye, but until we meet again
Blakie waves
I promise I will behave
Blakie out

What we then thought was fact was, in fact, a fiction because addiction can make us believe what we want to.
and it's
when the shivers run through you and the knives come to cut you and the doctors are trying to 'nut you off '
only then do you think that there might be a problem, but easily solved, absorbed in suspension defying or decrying attention but making a statement which doesn't make sense.

inducing a coma, a full stop or comma it's then up to you to decide.

For a long time
nineteen sixty-nine
was all I could remember
and all
I wanted to recall.

If that's true then who am I kidding?

I think the horsemen are coming
but that's just another fear.

I could have had a starring role
but I opted for a bacon roll,

choices?
never follow the voices in your head.

the heart is the best barometer
for choosing when and whatever.

Six of the clock and I'm in shock
because
the day exploded in front of me
like a plan for a man
who had no plan in mind.

This could be one of those times
when I think I'm awake but in fact
am still dreaming,

oh, I do hope so.

Humble and true.
There was a very close friend
A man being and the warmth like the sun
A smile that would make the Moon grin
The man, my buddy Franklyn Greene
He died three years ago
I didn’t take his death well when I was told
I knew him over 30+ years from teenage to adult
It’s hard when you lose someone close
Mr. Greene is worthy of my boast
He was like nobody else
He had strength to turn a small rock into pebble pieces
Yet, had strength in character
Franklyn Greene was my biggest fan and always gave me inspiration.

Mr. Greene would often say, “I have seen you grow from teenager to a Man”
I am proud in who you have become
You believed in yourself, and he always believed in me
It was Franklyn Greene’s assurance and influence that I began
To believe in my own purpose in life
Fulfilling my dreams that became realities meant to be
Strong Man
Mr. Greene was always full of encouragement
My destination surfaced through the morning sunrise surpassed Beyond the sunset.

Life can be funny at times and complexed
It’s the hard knocks being the learning experiences through the pitfalls in making one strong and making one’s life complete
Mr. Greene, you were instrumental in my life more than you know
You are looking down on me with giving me an applause
But it is me giving you applause
Through your friendship, and our words spoken that I see life and living it
Thank you friend my everlasting buddy.