Momma,
I'm sorry If i fail you as a son,
I could not come
when I could come,
But life has got me so
on the run
even if I'm siting still
I'm not having fun.
But I love having you near me
even by phone
so I know I am not entirely alone.
Remember those days
We'd walk and walk
to the grocery store
or around the block,
that's when we got to talk.
All the food
I complained I had to drag,
not thinking of,
what it cost to even fill the bag.
But I do recall that after a long day at the factory
you'd come home,
and in the kitchen you would be.
Then out to the street
and into the sun I'd run
to meet some friends
and have some fun.
With a Belly full of love,
And clean clothes on my body,
And sometimes I'd come home late if I was naughty.
What I'm trying to say is
thank you,
for all that you did, done and do.
Without you
I would not be who I was, is and am.
Love you always mom.
Thank you for the belly full of love.
Happy birthday.
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
The Burdens of proof
We must have Proof of innocence without a doubt,
i thought only god can take me in or take me out.
But as man has chosen to take God's place,
and so I must run alone
against death in this race.
I'm a man whose done no crime,
but to prove my innocence
i have to run,
all the way around the clock,
like a rat against time.
Proof of innocence
they say i am without,
but my guilt swimming
in a sea of doubt.
Remember a Man will be brought to death.
But from death, man can not return.
Man will remove man from the family table.
this has gone on since caine and able.
There is no solution in execution.
Execution is not a solution.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Dread and hope in death and love
To face death,
Man must have hope.
To have hope,
Man must love.
Love is life,
And is sacred
To the soul.
This is the cycle,
From our screaming birth,
To the whisper
of our last words at death.
Man must have hope.
To have hope,
Man must love.
Love is life,
And is sacred
To the soul.
This is the cycle,
From our screaming birth,
To the whisper
of our last words at death.
I will wait
I will wait,
I will wait
At the house of love,
Where I will leave the door open
And I will wait for you,
my beloved.
Leave behind
your inhibitions,
your doubts
And your clothes.
I will send off the salesmen
That hound you with there tongues
Wagging,
all to entice you with there lies.
Eat from the humble table
I had set for you
to your hearts desire.
For all the sweetness
from the fruits of my love
Is yours alone.
And then when you've had your fill,
Come rest your head on me
And sleep deep
And dream dance with me
Forever.
I will wait
At the house of love,
Where I will leave the door open
And I will wait for you,
my beloved.
Leave behind
your inhibitions,
your doubts
And your clothes.
I will send off the salesmen
That hound you with there tongues
Wagging,
all to entice you with there lies.
Eat from the humble table
I had set for you
to your hearts desire.
For all the sweetness
from the fruits of my love
Is yours alone.
And then when you've had your fill,
Come rest your head on me
And sleep deep
And dream dance with me
Forever.
Friday, September 16, 2011
The angel on the other side.
The angel on the other side.
Sweet angel on the other side
Waiting for your ride,
How the morning sun made a halo
around your hair.
How I wish I was over there
or you over here
I could be with you any where.
But we are divided by the train
And I know Ill never see you again.
I hope the lucky lips
that kisses you tonight
treats you and loves you right,
both day and night.
Farewell sweet angel of mine,
riding on the brown line.
Sweet angel on the other side
Waiting for your ride,
How the morning sun made a halo
around your hair.
How I wish I was over there
or you over here
I could be with you any where.
But we are divided by the train
And I know Ill never see you again.
I hope the lucky lips
that kisses you tonight
treats you and loves you right,
both day and night.
Farewell sweet angel of mine,
riding on the brown line.
The reason, my love
The reason,
my love
I keep on breathing,
is the same as yours,
to live.
The reason,
my love
i keep on walking,
is the same as yours,
is to get there.
The reason,
my love
I eat
is the same as yours,
to not hunger.
The reason,
my love
i keep loving you,
to live.
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