Monday, April 14, 2014

Poetry





Poetry
The short, sweet answer
to the contents of
your soul.

Life


Life

Sometimes things happen
Good and bad
but sometimes we don't
know why.
Sometimes we feel
we need to know
but sometimes it's quite
the opposite.
Sometimes we shouldn't
know.
Sometimes things we
don't know protect
us from the truth.

Born




Born

I see a face.
A lovely face.
I love this face.
It makes me smile.
It makes me laugh.
This can only be one person.
Mother.

Mind Over Matter



Mind Over Matter
Mind, where is my mind.
I don't know.
So where is your mind, your mind, and your mind.
We don't know.
So how can we begin to find
Is it bigger than the universe, or is it just bigger than me.
Now the mind is something very hard to see,
Does our mind actually play tricks,
or is it us telling ourselves a little white lie.
Is our mind impeccable, or is it impetuous.
And I think you will be set with this
mind is far greater than matter
and mind is far greater than what we expect.


Living to Die, Dying to Live


Living to Die, Dying to Live

People are living to die and dying to live.
But what is there to give.
Now that is a question to make your mind begin to race
and that's something we haven't fully embraced.
Past, present, future, time and space
precious things we waste
that people die for in another place.
Some people moan and complain about little stuff
and I'm not even saying this to bluff.
But other people are actually starving at night
and most people are ready to
fight for freedom and equal rights.
Because people are living to die and dying to live.