Tripping through the page
Leaves any kind of mad man
To do his or her "thing"
Tis' a funny feat when one meets
Their madness
Their mayhems
Their happiness
Their lies
All on a page
That is not quite anything
But something that wills
Another spring
That speaks jealously of
Foreign sand picture frames
Cat nip party grass naps
And memories of images
Torn
Burn
Scattered
Covered
In the insane rain
As if one were looking in the mirror
And reflecting
A face which they had never met
Yet had seen
Perhaps passing
On a near by L train
Or a buss filled with heads
Like a hole of mice
Instead
These things to believe manuever through minds
Much like these rats
In those darkened crippled peeling rooms
Burrowing deeper deeper deeper
Until the thoughts are not thought
And wait to die
As another
Truth filled
Lie

Hello wats your name?!?” 
It all started with a greeting 
She was fine so when she answered it felt like an acheivement. 
She seemed so innocent he didn’t kno she was so strategic 
That same innocence in her face made him believe it. 
Time passed and they got cooler. Not later but sooner  she started to manuever 
She was an assassin 
Her weapon was passion 
She used it so flawless 
Somethin she caught him off gaurd with 
She was a professional bent on teachin him a lesson bro 
And he was susceptible to all of the pressure though 
See at first he was strong wit it, he couldn’t go wrong wit it. 
She knew he was gonna diminish when he realize he was targeted. 
He was blunt. Said he dont trust girls cuz he cant throw them that far 
But a couple sweet nothings made him lower his guard. 
Defenses down he began to believe the things she had to say 
He stopped his  wrongdoings and crazy acolades 
He done heard alot of lies too
Cant tell if her words are true or not 
She tell him she been thru alot but **** he been thru alot 
It was all to perfect, thought to himself is it worth it, cuz life is worthless if you not working towards perfect. 
He thought he was the predator but he was her pray 
So he settled in but she wanted it that way 
She caught that boy slippin and he fiinally learned his lesson 
Left the **** in him dead a pool full of love.the ****** weapon affection. 
See fellas if you let a girl **** that **** in you 
That ***** you feel is invincible 
Just know that same girl you called a ***** or a *** had it planned it was all premeditated ******

ANSWERLESS RIDDLES are mating with my squirmish thoughts
they swirl and ferment inside my skull; pulsating neurons in my head
I feel it before I hear it, as the laughter bubbles up from within me
but there is nothing to find amusing, and my hope lay dying, now dead ~ ~ ~
the last of the cords holding together my sanity are frayed and slipping quickly
I am helpless to restring them alone, so far beyond my arm's reach
I can sense this rushing of maniacal laughter building up within me again
and then my fear seems to dissapate as my mind travels to lands with too strange a concept to teach ~ ~ ~
in years gone by, perhaps I have known traumatizing troubles too intimately
maybe I have allowed myself to, continuously, keep detouring from a wholeness I possessed once before
this sound escaping my strained lips right here and now is speaking of a new, different story
oh thief!! sanity has become a stolen piece, and not again shall it ever reside in me, no, nevermore ~ ~ ~
I am, and yet, I see nothing, save for some undescribable, disturbing chaotical nonsense before me
failure... I cannot create any sense or light to manuever these biting, foreign seams
I cannot help but to question whether any true relevance will ever actually be found here
this laughter just, unfaulteringly, sings itself to and from anywhere - even in my resting dreams ~ ~ ~
this sudden, burning desire fills me, and I think I'll cut myself loose, allow myself to go now
I'll float on down this hideously contorting river of giggling screams that I've dreaded to face
yet all such fears have begun to fade as my undeniably worthless grasp is slowly released
destined in time for me to reside, here is a numbing, emotionless, vile and heartless place ~ ~ ~
I cannot hault this shrieking laughter that bursts forth, exploding from my lungs
yet, I feel blank, so somehow this, and all else too! - has found its path to indifference here
my few, meager joys may have run away, escaping along with my misery and sorrows then
I have grown numb, become spiritually void, thus, I feel none of this, and I've no worries, despite my sanity's departure (forever disappeared...) ~ ~ ~
Death's threatening gaze carries no weight in an existance which lies always so lifeless as this
already, I've relinquished myself to surviving as no more than a zombie, a vacant shell, chained and bound in a permanent, deep and impenetrable trance
I once clutched an empty chalice to fill the hole from whence my inner peace had, long before, fled
abandoned then, abandoned again, my only company fated to be the humorless laughter that comes flooding from my open mouth and leaves me a twitching death-maiden, bound to a passionless, eternal dance ~ ~ ~
but none of it matters, oh, not in the least, minute way, oh no no, not anymore
I haven't even the faintest hint, nor trace of awareness remaning for me to care
here, there isn't a god, there is not a satan or devil - no heaven, nor hell, nothing to inspire your soul
AND IT IS HERE, to this place, we shall all eventually belong, and together spend eternity, with naught but expressionless stares... ~~~

Hello wats your name?!?” 
It all started with a greeting 
She was fine so when she answered it felt like an acheivement. 
She seemed so innocent he didn’t kno she was so strategic 
That same innocence in her face made him believe it. 
Time passed and they got cooler. Not later but sooner  she started to manuever 
She was an assassin 
Her weapon was passion 
She used it so flawless 
Somethin she caught him off gaurd with 
She was a professional bent on teachin him a lesson bro 
And he was susceptible to all of the pressure though 
See at first he was strong wit it, he couldn’t go wrong wit it. 
She knew he was gonna diminish when he realize he was targeted. 
He was blunt. Said he dont trust girls cuz he cant throw them that far 
But a couple sweet nothings made him lower his guard. 
Defenses down he began to believe the things she had to say 
He stopped his  wrongdoings and crazy acolades 
He done heard alot of lies too
Cant tell if her words are true or not 
She tell him she been thru alot but **** he been thru alot 
It was all to perfect, thought to himself is it worth it, cuz life is worthless if you not working towards perfect. 
He thought he was the predator but he was her pray 
So he settled in but she wanted it that way 
She caught that boy slippin and he finally learned his lesson 
Left the **** in him dead a pool full of love.l he ****** weapon affection. 
See fellas if you let a girl **** that **** in you 
That person you feel is invincible 
Just know that same girl you called a ***** or a *** had it planned it was all premeditated ******.

The world is a tough place to manuever.
But it's worth it.
The knowledge and experince you gain proves it.

When you personally feel you can't go on.
Realize you serve no one by ending it quick.

Sure.
It's not easy.
If your inner strength is weak.
But prove to those you feel don't understand you.
That you understand you.

When anything concerning life is done quick.
You leave many wondering and pondering.
It's not easy.

You are love.
Truly love.
Even by those you never knew.

Accept, you thought the world is against you.

Read here to find out
Knowledge in knowing what I am talking about
The story tells of a man that had fear, but was enriched with courage
It was a story with a Lion and Man
Enemies to each other
They were not the same species of another
The Lion being ready to attack on any prey
Perhaps it was a time that the man needed to pray
But being on that day, a man remembered courage beyond his own fear
However, the Lion was ever so near
The Man carefully managed his spear as gear
He wanted to be one step ahead
The Lion was eyeing the Man s foe
But the Man was determined in holding onto the spear, and not let go
Suddenly the Lion began to attack
His Claws being sharp as a tack
The Man aimed the spear where he felt was the Lion’s weak point
It was time to have a strategy in the Lion would surely be killed
The Man’s plan worked in the Lion being killed right in the heart
The Man used every ounce of courage he had
So courage reigned supreme
A Lion that thought he was mean
The Man showed courage being lean.

Just in case you change,
I’ll leave the photos behind,
Maybe you can see,
When I lost what was mine.

Maybe, just in case you change,
Ill leave some nail polish remover,
Because I feel lost when I look at your hands,
The claws that you manuever.

Perhaps, just in case you change,
You could go inside my head,
Because maybe you would help me understand,
How you left me instead.

I know, you’ll never change,
You’ll just leave me in the dirt,
Forget about our history,
Leave me here to hurt.

THEORIES THAT WERE PRESENTED
ILLUSTRATIONS IN HOW YOU REPRESENTED
MY FELLOW GRADUATES
UNIVERSITIES HAVE TAUGHT YOU WELL
AS YOU LEAVE THROUGH THE DOORS EVERYONE YOU ASSOCIATE WITH WILL BE ABLE TO TELL
BUT IT IS UP TO YOU HOW YOU SELL YOURSELF
BE CONFIDENT, BUT DON’T DO LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE
THROUGHOUT YOU LEARNED THAT ACHIEVEMENT WAS HARD
BUT THROUGH YOUR OWN AMAZEMENT CAME ACCOMPLISHMENT

YOUR DEGREE IS YOUR PROVEN OPPORTUNITY
YET KNOWING NEVER LET DEFEAT TAKE CONTROL
YOU WERE TAUGHT TO BE CONSISTENT AND BOLD, AND WATCH AS YOU MANUEVER IN BEHOLD

YOU HAVE MADE YOUR PARENTS, GUARDIANS AND FRIENDS PROUD
LECTURES THAT WERE NOT EASY TO TAKE
IN FACT, PROFESSORS KNEW THE MISTAKES THAT YOU WOULD MAKE
BUT THE LECTURES YOU MATTERED STRATEGY BEING A CONCEPT
THE PURPOSE BEING TO ADAPT
BUT THROUGH IT ALL, THE UNIVERSITY PRODUCED MORE GRADUATES AND APPLAUD YOURSELVES

YOU PROBABLY THOUGHT IT COULDN’T BE DONE
BUT LOOK, YOU SEE YOURSELF, THE UNIVERSITY WON
I AM SURE YOU HAD SOME DOUBTS
IT WAS YOUR MIND BATTLING UNDERSTANDING AND THE POSSIBILITIES IN WHAT I AM WRITING ABOUT

YET THE UNIVERSITY ESTABLISHED EFFORT
A GOAL FOR TO ADAPT IN WHAT YOU SHOULD ACHIEVE AND HOW YOU SHOULD ANALYZE
TODAY, YOU NOW HAVE UNDERSTANDING IN HOW TO BE WISE
THAT SHOULD BE NO SURPRISE
YET YOUR INDIVIDUAL PROFESSORS WHO WILL HEAR YOUR NAME WILL SAY, ANOTHER GRADUATE I HELPED VENTURE OUT
YOU ARE THAT GRADUATE SO REJOICE AND SHOUT

THE MUSIC AND SPEECHES HAVE COME TO AN END
STEP OUT AND LET YOUR NEW CHALLENGES BEGIN
REMEMBER, YOU ARE THE UNIVERSITY BREED WITH INSTILLED AWARENESS TO PROCEED
STOP ONLY FOR A MOMENT, BUT LET WHATEVER ENDEAVORS BEING CONTINOUS
HOLD YOUR HEAD UP HIGH

DIGNITY AND HONOR AS YOUR PURSUIT
FEAR NOT, BUT MOVE FORWARD
YOU PROVED EDUCATION OF YOURS3LF, BUT BE CONFIDENT IN YOUR PERSUADE
I SALUTE YOU TODAY WITH TOMORROW BEING A NEW DAY, A TIME TO REFLECT WITH FOOTSTEPS TO PROCEED AND MAKE THAT MOMENT BECOME YOUR CREED.

the fleeced hour
is upon us, a shuddering
forth of what we knew,
this knowledge hewn
into the face of day
an appetite forlorn
and mourning for nothing
new

the question lingers
and stings like rock salt
did we manuever well?
and will our lives
find a safe harbor
without so much
giddy atonement
cos such things dwell
within and breathe

and so you are the tantamount,
more than monument
or park, something
inchoate and imbibed
a spell derived
from angelic alchemy
a destination meditatively
arrived
when feet desire the sea

and so there's
no country too distant
no photograph forgotten
and lost
there is only the truth here
sleeping between the leaves
and caught pages
for an age getting old
to ash back into baby skin
there is only the wait here
and the ache there
and there is finally born
you and me

THE STORY OF A BLACK BUILT MAN
HE WAS INVOLVED IN A SERIOUS CAR ACCIDENT
SOME MIGHT CALL IT AN INCIDENT
IT HAPPENED A COUPLE OF YEARS AGO IN SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA
IT WAS ON A LOS ANGELES FREEWAY
TRAFFIC WAS MOVING AND THINGS BEGAN TO ASTRAY
THE WEATHER WAS PICTURE PERFECT
BUT THE BLACK BUILT MAN DIDN’T KNOW THAT HIS LIFE COULD BE NO MORE BECOMING BEYOND ANYONE’S REALIZE
IN FACT, THE IMPACT ACTION THAT WOULD COME BEING A TOTAL SURPRISE
SPEEDING, FASTER AND FASTER WITH ACCELERATING SPEED
IMMEDIATELY AND SUDDENLY COMING TOGETHER AT THE SAME TIME, THE BLACK BUILT MAN’S CAR TURNED OVER AND OVER SEVERAL TIMES BEFORE LANDING BACK ON ITS FOUR WHEELS
THE MANUEVER WAS DEFINITELY FOR REAL, AND WASN’T A DREAM BUT A TASTE OF REALITY
BUT THE BLACK BUILT MAN MANAGED TO SURVIVE
THANKS TO THE HEAVENS, HE WAS LUCKY TO BE ALIVE
THIS IS WHERE THE TESTIMONY BEGINS WITH BLESSING AND THANKFUL
A REASON TO SHARE AND ENCOURAGE AT FULL SCOPE
THIS SPECIFIC CAR CRASH ILLUSTRATED THAT HEAVEN WAS THE ONLY HOPE
DEATH WAS CANCELLED IN NOT BEING INTERNAL BECOMING ETERNAL
BUT ENRICHED LIFE WITH FULFILLMENT AND PROMISE
A TIME TO GIVE PRAISE
MIRACULOUS SHOWINGH AMAZE
HEAVEN’S GUIDANCE DESERVING DAILY PRAISE
OVERCOPME BUT NOT BE OUT DONE, THE BLACK BUILT MAN IS STILL AMONG.

M MISSION

O OPERATION

V VISION

E EFFORT

M MANUEVER

E E­AGER

N NAVIGATE

T TRANSCEND