Why..
the decay of the society
World At War Within
Kind of a few pent up feelings.... Lol! XD
A Question From The Somme
A Question From The Somme “Could it be that if we were to write our words in blood about a battle’s no man’s land within the fields of mud, and so create a path for modern spiritual trespassers to seek the many innocent souls individual signatu
War On Want
War On Want Look at war, if that is your taste and deny to me that it is a human waste, not war of battles and killing and dying but war of want and suffering and trying! Because survival is life's only real aim for rich or for poor the end
Greed
Greed Just outside, cool grass under my feet The smell of orchids pungent, but sweet The stars above look so bright Look like beacons in the night A glass of wine, a simple stroll These are what soothe my troubled soul Keeps me safe f
Kalei dos cope
Addiction and drug policy interests me politically and sociologically.
THE CANADIAN GEESE
The beautfull birds that bring a smile to my face every year
Common Law Of Claim
Just wording around with some play And no, I don't feel a man's wife is his claim. But many old laws did. It's just a poem. And yes, I cheated on 'linger'. Please enjoy.
God song
If this is offensive to anyone I am sorry, but if you are offended your probably missing the point.
This Is My Dream or Merely a Thought
This poem is two folded. It is about the separation of a nation.A cry for Humanity we are ALL human. Oh & no to those close minded individuals it is not for one race it is for HUMANITY
Parting ways
Such a perpetually perplexing pain whats gained the chance to say hello again hello and goodbye said from birth till the day we die and countlessly inbetween the delivery courteous and mean sentiment not always seen
Secrets
Destructive imitations of what's real, Corporate companies make a secret deal... Broadcasting lies to control the mind, Hind the truth so none shall find... They work to diminish our vibration, Bloodthirsty men that rule this nation...
Because I could not stop for Death
Dickinsonian tribute, I guess you could say. But I may have botched the beat D:
The Land is Free
Another tribute to all governments
Insurance Companies
Need I explain?
The Concept of Money
Another life suggestion for the masses
FLOWER
FLOWERS LOOK STUNNING FRAGRANT AND SOFT IN THE MORNING SUN TO GIVE TO SOMEONE SPECIAL BRING WARMTH TO THE EYE BUT THE FLOWER BEGINS TO DIE SAD BUT TRUE IT SEEMS TO BE MAYBE OTHER GIFTS THE HEART COULD SEE AND LET THE FLOWER GROW AND L
PABLO ESCOBAR
PABLO ESCOBAR WAS LOVED BY THE HUNGRY MASSES, BECAUSE HE FED THEM.HE WAS LOVED BY THE HOMELESS, BECAUSE HE SHELTERED THEM.HIS ENEMIES FEARED HIM BECAUSE HE CRUSHED THEM.HE DID MORE FOR COLOMBIA THAN THE COLOMBIAN OR AMERICAN GOVERNMENT EVER DID..,AND FOR THIS HE WAS CRUCIFIED DECEMBER 1992.THIS MAN SHOULD BE HONORED AND GLORIFIED FOR HIS ACCOMPLISHMENTS AND ACHIEVEMENTS.....THATS JUST HOW I FEEL....LONG LIVE PABLO ESCOBAR!
furlough
furlough We walk the walk every day in the trenches dealing with attitude, drugs, and sometimes lack there of. We hug when needed and scold way too often we parent... every day. We come to work when sick because it is easier than paperw
I ONLY DID IT BECAUSE SHE SAID " BELIZE"
YOUR GUESS IS AS GOOD AS MINE
"The Artists´s Ball"
The brazilian Carnival(Carnaval) is coming soon... Last Friday i went to a pre-carnival ball It seems i was living at a cartoon Lost in a huge Music Hall Listening to old samba hits The stage full of lights and mists Lots of people with "tropic
You The Reader
A sad look at some peoples lives.
Triped: The Way a Man Must Stand
Triped, that’s me standing Set on all three, like three sides to a story The one leg, medial, is key to fruitfulness and who would not want to enter, of the host to whom this step is given? Is there another door, one from which
The Gift
to much poverty in this world..........
Terror's birth
Osama was just a bullet fired from a gun in Uncle Sam’s hand Ameristani birth against a hammer and sickle held land The enemy of our enemies is still just a killer with a gun Children’s textbook jihad and the blowback had begun Al Qaida and the T
i love you ....
I love you so I know that the road to long-impossible I know you're queen of women I have no alternative I know that the time of nostalgia ended Matt and sweet talk ... Why do not women say I love you so ... ... I love you so
The First Time
How conversation breaks down the barriers of fear when first meeting someone an how it can progress.........
Brothers and brothers of him
A thought about the path others dared to tread...........
The Price of Truth
I wrote this one in response to being the runner up in a contest, it was logged in the Library of Congress in 2003.
Men :) Part 1
This poem is not quite complete yet, working on a few more men :)
FUTURE GENERATIONS!!!!!
i was a survivor, b4 i was a fighter i was analyzin, b 4 i was a writer and ive been a ryder, scence b4 i was outta dipars. im the fluid inside, of the lghter, igniting the fire im brighter at night, like lightning storms, and stars but like pha
The Cycle
Nom-nom.
I'VE GOT GOOD NEWS AND I HAVE SAD NEWS
THIS IS A POEM
Who is the next
Economy crumble,water run dry,people move around for jobs,politicians keep politicking,recession on the road,Greece keep begging,China keep producing on quality goods,Europe is fading,America follow suit,what will happen to Africa,gadafi killed,Who i
Color Blind!!
its just funny what people think about people like me!!! i just say im color blind... but really they are. society has set a standard on how different races should dress , they're activity, music, & fellowship should be with its own race . & whoever crosses over gets looked apond as wanting to be something other than what they are... i guess morale is at a all time low!!!
Aliens of our world
Its about all the suicide bombers
I am
Just making it clear who I am
Everyday at about ten a.m.
Everyday at about ten in the morning, The same thing happens over and again. The same people as usual go out, Leaving behind wives and children at homes. Still the earthquake does not shake the ground. As the evening nears, the same people Head
The Dust Of Time
I just wrote this and posted it on FB where I shared the article that inspired it.It's in tribute to the very brave lady who escaped the recognition she so deserved.Her name is at the bottom.
Open Minded
I am as open-minded as they come. I believe everyone is equal regardless as to your color, creed, origin, style - we all bleed red.
Service For This Country
my time in the military means so much to me.
Future Lessons
The lessons that we teach the youth affect future direction We pave the path on which the generations travel Leaving teaching plans in hands that steer as i now write Will see tapestries already frayed rapidly unravel Siding with the bullies as