If he wouldn't let me speak
How could I curse?

All they wanted to do
Was empty my purse

Light in the wallet
Already to begin with

A family of four
three dependents

I cared for them all
taking care of myself

Selfish greed,
They wanted to believe

Something untrue
A lie was told

Again the story must be told
Retold

Again, and again

The moon passes by
phases

Clouds block from sight
hidden

Darkest of nights
new

Known to all
touched by few

Only wish to love
to be loved

by you

Upon this eve

If on the eve I sat and pondered,
What the morning brings,
Love or Loss

Fate my way should wander
ritual, platitudes
distress

In this environment only one thing for sure
Life and Death
We all have one foot in the door or grave

Take away
Give
In the end it was never really yours

All is left behind
Upon this eve
I close my eyes

Open my mind
See
Beyond time, free

Fly free
Upon this eve
Come, fly with me

GJL

The masters hand

I take my stand against the masters hand
The controlling grip
My trembling lip

Firm will be my stand
with clenched hands
muscles taught poised to explode

Elastic tendons pulled tight ready to release
Yet mind over matter and in complete control
The tender twitch, such a gentle touch a delicate pull

Emotions that wax and wane
thoughts pounding provoked and provoking
Never to hurt

Discipline the art of managing
time and space
Knowledge with grace

Another portion
out of proportion
another human contortion

Bought and sold
the craft grows old
the hands of the master begin to tremble and shake

Age of none
Age of one
Age of many

No more
Know more
grow more

And yet here we are
set observing acting
we are the masters hand

In ours a grain of sand
In hours
The sands of time

Sublime the slave
to the hand
the master

My Poetry is Mine

My poetry is mine
I might not ever earn a dime
Writing in rhyme

Not a man can share
The likes of what I have written here
My poetry is mine

It begins with a line
It ends with a final word

Peace

That is poetry divine

Peace

Tailgate lately?

Why can't people learn to drive right? Have you seen the the vehicular accordion? Everyone stopped for the green light, Stopping for lights both green and red when traffic is busy we create our own grid lock, driving the motor vehicle accordion.

Now the next time you see that light turn green take a look at how many cars are still at a stop because they sit nose to tail not one car behind can move until the one in front gives room...

What causes a traffic jamb and grid lock? Tailgate lately?

I was stopped today by a person sitting over the stop line again this one was talking on their cell phone, stopping the flow of traffic stopping the movement of commerce, stopping the economy, stopping where you shouldn't be, why does the state mark that intersection so tight in the first place? Why do cars crash and why are trucks always late? Could it be the motor vehicle accordion?

Distracted drivers, talking to their passengers stopping for every traffic light that they come to, stopping the guy behind you, stopping egress, stopping progress, stopping our world from moving around.

Brake check!

Lock em up!

Fire up the grill and get yourself a girl...

Party time!

No one is moving might as well have some fun...

Back To:

1. Do you know how to drive?
2. Social Sciences
3. Indexing and Organizing My Writings and Posts

Questions collected over time

What is true love and does true love exist?

There certainly is a difference between being in love and being a slave for love and I have a song to sing the missing part of a duet that wasn't allowed to be an equal member of which I have paid my dues...

It is time to sing...

It is time to share...

I'll be working today, working on a personal project...

Listen to the heart beat of the life of love hindered by lies words repeated by a world gone mad...

Listen to the song and read the truth to know the path eternal is a narrow path where no lie can exist. True love is sealed with a kiss...

The Truth of what had really happened is different than the words and accusations that are written into the record of the system that is our government rulling over our lives.

The liars that cheat make the innocent victims, stealing from the innocent makes the world poor both in material and spirit.

The truth leads to the knowledge and wisdom that to raise our world up out of despair we need to know the truth.

Oppression of the truth leads to possessions, being lost.

If you follow a prophet that believes and needs the innocent to be victims then what path do you follow?

If you need to pick up a weapon to make people submissive then what power do you live by?

Can you name 'their' god?

Before you begin a response know who 'they' are for 'they are not innocent.

What do you have to lose?

To accept the false teachings enables you to lose all that is and was, leaving nothing for the future.

The path of destruction into a vacuum is created how?

Can anyone explain where all the wealth has gone?

Rock On, Galactic Spin

Rock On and On,,,

I like a good Ballad also... That's the night the light's went out in Georgia, see little sis she never miss's...

I have to write about the man behind the screen...

You're gonna scream... Shout! Out, shot like a missile from the mountain high... The Earth is alive, in a living universe...

Watching as the Galaxy turns... I always like that old Ford...

Keeping the pedal to the metal and the strings pulled tight, I'm gonna make a good tune one of these nights I'm gonna lay it down and drive it home...

Everything's gonna be alright on that night...