What world is this; this Earth have we? Spinning and spanning, chaotically Often I gaze through glazed and wet eyes Those sparkling lights all dotting our skies Does meaning exist, somewhere above? Justice and order, places of love? I return my gaze to what’s around Hatred, malice, war, no sound Observing the silence, I watch … More What World is This?
Do you ever feel you’re lonely? Are you ever feeling down? Life can feel so stagnant When there’s no one else around Well if you answered yes Good news I have for you A simple, easy method To change your one to two Go out and find a shelter Or perhaps a trusted store Then check … More Dogs
Today is a day that I must put away All the laughing and all of the jokes Instead through this font, tell a secret all want So remember these words and take notes All men on this Earth, no matter their worth They all have one thing on their mind One key they all seek, … More The Secret
Have you ever thought it through Have you ever given thought To all these pretty things Which you have and that you’ve got? So many things we use Trinkets we all like Our iPod car and phone Your house or your new bike? Do you think most understand? Is this something we all know? That … More Dreamers
There are times that we quit We wrestle, and fit As we call our hard lives but a strife We get caught in the past Or get told we won’t last And we wish for a bullet or knife My friends, let it go Just take this life slow Remember one thing, most of all … More The Meaning of Life
No sense can I make Amidst all of the fake Why we do what they say and we’re told Oh what will it take For the people to break All the tape, all the glue, all the mold Outside there’s a joke That all the birds poke At people who shout to be heard They … More The Mockingbird
July, 1943. Sicily. He was here again today. Adam, the handsome soldier from the US 7th. I can still see his blonde hair, the sparkle, shimmering as the setting sun’s light reflects off his golden locks. He came into the shop today and asked for bread. His unit was most hurried, as there seemed to … More Love & Loss: 3
You may think these odes of mine Yawn-inducing, wastes of time Yet I attest validity Yes they’re written passionately Yesterday I couldn’t show it Younger me was not a poet Yearn for greatness, one day bestow it Years from now, I hope you know it
Middle of the alphabet Molded like a gem Most will say there’s nothing worth More than Letter “M” Maybe M hates W Malice with a frown Mercilessly mocked by him when M is upside down
How the World Should Work 