MY POEM IS YOUR POEM
D.C. November 20, 2008

Yes, the poems seem small, but what
You thought your own so big
Guess what, we all sang our own song
We are all small
Only as big as the good we can do
No, hate and fear don’t count
Why??? Why you say??? Why
Look around you with opened eyes
Dare you now say ‘why’
Within the small may be hidden….greatness
Even the smallest part of life
Our life, yours and mine
Counts by the ripples it makes
The ripples become the wave
The wave is life
Do we crash and disappear
Or do we lessen our loads
Sail into a future where we can smile
Where a song blesses each day.

ETERNITY IS FOREVER
November 20, 2008

The joke is on us all
This life
For we live to another’s song
We die to another’s song
The song grows dim
Even for those shadows
Who make up the songs
For their own amusement
You felt you’d live forever, hah
We need your guidance for what
Anyone can raise a bow, a gun
To kill or be killed is your game
I will play in it no more
A curse to those who aim our lives
To destruction
May you know eternally
What we have known in this life
Then you will have regrets
But eternity is forever.

LIVE
D.C. November 20, 2008



I will live til I die
But die is closer
So the time I didn’t have
To save an older me
From family pain
I did not see
Could not see, but you must
The world we know
Is dying now, the end
Unless love be the center
About which we build our lives
Love may be a silly word
But then, hate must be a joke
For in the end, all die
It is time for all
To live.

A SONG, A WISH, A PRAYER

D.C. November 20, 2008

I am here my children
What
I didn’t meet your wishes
Possibly
But I had to live too
There
I know its hard to believe
But
I had no guidelines
Then
Now, when much too late
Perhaps
I could do a better job of it
Anger
Let go, it only taints your world
Live
Add a portion of love to the world
Please
Leave that love for the sake of all
There
I have had my say.

the title is

MY SONG

created November 20, 2008

I have no song to sing
I paint no scenery
No
I am alone
No family to come close
But I rise and see
That they are not life to me
No
For what I have
I have searched for long and hard
I have the scars on my heart
To prove what I say
Look close, what do you see
If you see more than me
Look again
I am that I am, and that is me.