Some things are wanted Some things are earned Some things are instinct Some things are learned No one is born With silver in hand They may think they do But don’t own their land Life, it’s a battle Fought by warriors, for ground No parcel is given No acre is found Nothing is owed in … More New Beginnings
Some-one told me, that-my-written poetry Is hard to read and hard to get the rhyme So I took a quick glance, a punctuation dance And decided I would help them this one time It’s LETters, you see, that make UP my poetry But the rhythm might be hard to figure out So I’ll try my … More Rhythm & Rhyme
My wardrobe’s the flyest My partisan bias Is painted on each pleat and cuff I look at my dresser Think “I’m an impresser” My donors, they can’t get enough They worship me, yes they do Sing to me, yes it’s true Follow through thick and through rough Blindly believing The things I’m achieving The truth … More Rise Up
Time, its not so timeless And things never seem to change Who we are and what we do It’s stone, not rearranged We live, we laugh, we love, we play We fight, we kill, we fear, we hate Never has it mattered what it is, the day and age Things are all that separate the … More Look at Me
Come here, close, but please be kind As I let you tiptoe through my mind I’ll show you all the things I hide In places that you’d never find These shelves aren’t empty Stocked with care They hold my burdens Weight I bear Hidden hallways, secret doors This palace has so many floors Thoughts live … More Proverbs 23:7
Fame is not what it once was It did not do what it now does The days of old are gone at last For that which was has long since passed Those who seek its key and door Do not know what they’re fighting for Expecting glee, they rush inside And loneliness is all they … More Vanity
Someone told me “Find a wife and settle down” I looked at them and said “Okay, why don’t we talk and break this down” They cleared their throat and said “Ahem. Here is the righteous path of man” I cleared my own and said “Hold on. What if I’m not like all all of them?” … More Work in Progress
All these people, all these poses Looking through a lens of roses Spinning, swirling, they’re all dancing It’s their minds they are romancing We all go out, play the game At night we know we’re all the same Doing things we say we don’t And then pretend and say we won’t Yet you and I … More Sinless Stone
Something’s happening, and a lot of people aren’t realizing it. They can feel it, sure; but they aren’t quite able to put their finger on the sensation that they’re experiencing. So let me try to do it for you. I’m going to describe the phenomenon to which I refer in one, concise, statement: Your consciousness … More The Most Important Thing I’ve Ever Written
The Saint of Augustine I don’t care if people like me or if people think I’m wise Writing is the only place that I can go without disguise The ink that my quill writes with are the tears that pour down from my eyes I pulled it’s feather from my wing because the other’s feather … More The Saint of Augustine
How the World Should Work 