My imagination is my pen
My decisions are chapters
In the great novel called life
However, life is truly not a book
It is a long and enduring journey
That begins from the moment of birth
And ends when we refuse to carry on
What happens on this mysterious journey
Is totally up to you, so choose wisely
For life doesn't make you who you are
You make life what you want it to be
Saturday, December 14, 2024
"Amongst The Stars"
Wednesday, November 20, 2024
"Rolling Winds"
In
the rolling autumn winds
Brews a storm of uncertainty.
Whispered rumors of anarchy
Drowned by chaotic broadcasts.
Algorithms try to fuel the flames.
Negativity flashes across screens.
A simple conversation about peace
Turns into an uncivilized war of trolls.
Misinformation spewed by rage bait;
Science is now questioned by inquisition.
Religious zealots burning written words
As they worship idols on their screens.
Somewhere buried in all this hatred
Are the quiet screams for humility.
We cannot keep living through fear.
We cannot keep fighting through hate.
We're meant to be creatures of empathy,
And not blind monsters fueled by apathy.
We shouldn't be digging massive graves
In the mushroom clouds filling the sky.
In the frigid, rolling autumn winds
Approaches a storm of uncertainty.
Somewhere in the end of all the chaos
We will find peace or our total demise.
Saturday, November 9, 2024
"Black and White"
Saturday, September 7, 2024
"Leave Behind"
Monday, August 26, 2024
"In The Name of Greed"
Broken promises
And broken bottles.
Dreams shattered;
Our hopes toppled.
Nonstop fighting
No backing down.
Against the wall;
On the cold ground.
Emptied casings
Filling up morgues.
Their blood money
Paying out rewards.
All to push product
Flooding the streets.
Our future generation
Under those sheets.
Our cries ignored
By crooked cops.
Senseless killings
They will never stop.
Blood stained alleys
In the name of greed.
We will always rally
Until we are freed.
Wednesday, August 21, 2024
"Exposed"
Thursday, August 15, 2024
"A Return"
Shedding of our scars.
Tearing down our walls
Drifting amongst the stars.
A heart full of turmoil
We hide behind masks.
Uncertainty controlling
Memories of the past.
Always seeking serenity
In the middle of chaos.
Wandering in the dark
For a paradise now lost.
Holding the dying embers
Of peace and tranquility.
Our dreams left exposed
To our souls vulnerability.
As we return to an innocence
We once held in our hearts.
As we float amongst the stars
Vowing to never to drift apart.
Sunday, May 26, 2024
"Whimsical Innocence"
Whimsical innocence
Lost in burning rubble.
Air raid sirens blaring
They gather into huddles.
The strong are called
Marching towards death.
The constant bullets
Tear through their chest.
World leaders masturbate
Their massive war machine.
Their news outlets hypnotizing
New drones join their regime.
The frozen war is now hot..
Bubbling in the Middle East.
Both sides are protesting
As police clear the streets.
Whimsical innocence
Forever lost to violence.
Childhood lost in these wars
As families weep in silence.
Tuesday, May 14, 2024
"Defiance"
They can't deny us.
They can't defy us.
They can't control us.
They can't conform us.
Two lost souls united.
Two hearts defiant.
A love burning bright.
A love worth the fight.
They tried to shame us.
They tried to mame us.
They tried to break us.
They tried to berate us.
Believed in our hearts.
We will never be apart.
We'll fight to the very end.
My promise to my friend.
A love they couldn't deny.
A love they couldn't defy
A love etched in our souls
A love they'll never control.
Wednesday, May 1, 2024
"My Prison"
I have survived.
A prison not made of stone,
But of flesh and bone.
I keep fighting
The neverending pain;
The doubts in my brain.
I have falling
Because of my heart
And soul torn apart.
I have lashed out
Against my wife.
The joy in my life.
I try to believe
There is a cure.
To live once more.
I'm holding on
To a glimmer of hope
Even when I mope.
I am pushing on
For I still believe
And refuse to grieve.
"Autumn Fate"
Thursday, March 28, 2024
March 2024 Update
Monday, February 5, 2024
"Tired"
Tired of the rage.
Tired of the tears
Trapped in a cage.
We need a prospect.
We need our dreams.
We need more respect,
And less silent screams.
Over all of this bullshit.
Over all of foolish pride.
Over all of the empty clips
Fueling zealous genocide.
They hide behind doors.
They hide behind plans.
They hide behind the poor
The souls they've damned.
Rise up; fight the power.
Rise up for this November.
Rise up in our darkest hour.
A day history will remember.
Thursday, January 25, 2024
"Adrift"
Adrift in the winds of uncertainty.
Questioning reality designed by AI.
Society is a bomb with a short fuse;
Chaos has its finger on the trigger.
The world is spiraling into anarchy.
Rich boys escaping in phallic rockets
As the poor riot over a pointless pink cup
Only to further fuel the damn algorithms.
A country is an egomaniac's playground
As we loom closer to the world burning
With the final evolution of our destruction.
Nature will be forever scarred by the ashes.
As lines are drawn between blue and red,
Dividing a powder keg fueled by hatred.
The fuse timer delayed for this November.
The bringer of death will tally our fates.
Behind closed doors, the future is bought.
A pact paid for by the souls of the damned.
As we foolishly pray towards the neon gods.
Our last hopes adrift in the winds of chaos.
Monday, January 1, 2024
"The Dancer"
While the scars of my past clouded mine.
Carefree and spontaneous as the wind
While I hid within a tempest of madness.
She tried to break down the walls within,
And release me from my cell of sadness.
My heart shattered into pieces by deceit.
My barren soul scarred by their madness.
She showed me a world full of happiness
Through tenderness and sincere empathy.
She put the pieces of my heart together;
Removed from my soul layers of apathy.
We dance together amongst the stars
As my past buried by the sands of time.
Our eyes burning with visions of hope.
No longer clouded by the scars of my past.