Category Archives: poetry

May

 

 

I may die today,
Tomorrow or next year.
No one can say,
Living involves fear.

I may go broke,
Be without a home.
Dreams up in smoke,
Doomed to forever roam.

I may be forgotten,
Lost in the background.
A promise turned rotten;
My fortune never found.

I may or may not,
No one knows tomorrow.
We only get one shot;
Live today with gusto!

 


Am I

 

AM I

Am I to hate
Because of religion, color of skin?
What’s so great
About trampling another to win?

Am I to doubt
Because of fear, what may be?
Ignore by selling out,
Refuse to see?

Do I retreat, retaliate,
Blame fate, shrug and grin?
Will I flow or stagnant,
Right wrong, embrace sin?

There’ll always be stumbles
Searching for the truth.
Love eases struggles;
Promises eternal youth.


The Importance of YOU

A drop in the ocean
Won’t be missed;
One less commotion
In life’s midst.

A grain of sand
Alone in the breeze,
Blows through the land
Travels the seas.

A star in the sky
Falls without warning;
An ample supply
Doesn’t need mourning.

Each drop, grain, star
Alone, together plays a part;
Be who you are,
Follow your heart.


Your Gentle Heart


Prayer

Prayers aren’t pennies
Thrown into a well;
No wizard or genie
Grants wishes, cast a spell.

God’s no four-leaf clover
Or rabbit’s foot to rub;
God’s waiting, watching over,
Accepting those we snub.

Knocking down another
Pushes everyone down;
Hate will slowly smother
Until we finally drown.

We’re God’s hands,
Left and right.
Together love expands;
Floods darkness with light.


REPOST

PURIFICATION

 

How can I forgive

What I daily relive;

Smile and pretend?

Pray to mend?

Sigh and shrug?

Sweep under the rug?

Stay in the closet?

Believe I caused it?

 

Will folks know

Or whisper low?

Will speaking up

Remove this cup

Or staying mum

Keep me numb?

 

I cannot run

From what’s done;

Erase or rewrite

Make wrong right.

I’m not to blame

For this shame.

All who moan

Are not alone.

 

I will restore

Each day more;

Stand tall,

Survive the fall;

Again soar,

Win my war.

 

Trust won’t betray

One fine day;

None will fear

Stranger or peer.

Finally, we’ll live;

No need to forgive

Or see

Another me.

 

 


PROMISE


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