The Place Where I Fantasized

There were no limitations in the place where I fantasized

Limitations was not a identified expression in the place where I fantasized

I would be an astronaut in the place where I fantasized

I would have a wife and my own children in the place where I fantasized

Everyone is my friend in the place where I fantasized

There is nothing to fear in the place where I fantasized

I can run forever in the place where I fantasized

I have no worries in the place where I fantasized

The playground was the place where I fantasized

When did I leave the place where I fantasized

Why must I leave the place where I fantasized

I grew up from the place where I fantasized

I long to return to the place where I fantasized

Will death return me to the place where I fantasized

It is so hard to say goodbye

To say goodbye to the one you love

To say goodbye to the one you live for

To say goodbye to the one who holds your heart

It is so hard to let go

To let go of the one whose love is unconditional

To let go of the one whose eyes always showed you love

To let go of the one whose voice is always in you ears

The love everyone saw and admired

The love everyone felt and resented

The love everyone experienced and desired

It is so very hard to forget the love

It is so very hard to forget the living

It is so very hard to forget the heart the eyes the music of your voice

It is so very hard to forget you

I love you

I will always love you

I will never stop loving you

I miss you yet you are with me

I can’t touch you yet each day I embrace you

I can’t see you yet each moment you are in my vision

Goodbye, farewell, soon

Christmas in Los Angeles



Los Angeles, city of Angeles, how so far from the truth
Highest in crime, higher in immorality, these entire angels are so uncouth
Overcrowded, overindulgence, overpriced, oversexed, this place takes away you youth

Half the populace gay, the other said to be, sexual perversion is the going buffet
A Fellatio parfait, the anal pathway, dementia is this townships foreplay
To my dismay I wish to get away, I wonder what’s in the mind of Yahweh

Black are minorities, whites are too, you must speak Spanish to order at the drive through
The place is a zoo, it lack any virtue, emigrational pots forge this overpopulated fondue
Diversity is good one can’t argue, oceans, mountains and desert’s the venue –
     The people are the thing that needs renew.

It is wrong for me to be so negative, for tis the season to be very positive
Though the people feel captive, they still fill festive, for this is the time to give
To not be passive and without a dire motive, this time of year I must be pensive

Negativity is not my litmus. This time is not to be made infamous, happiness is a must
With much fondness, I wish to all kindness, gracious gratis with precious tenderness
I shall be the isthmus to pass to all a very merry Christmas

GIFTS

     Throughout life we gibe and obtain many gifts.  Some are much appreciated, some are merely accepted, and many are just taken for granted.
     God has given us many gifts to enjoy during our interim on this earth.  When a baby takes its first step we rejoice, but that is the first, only, and last time we will appreciate the gift to walk.
     We were given the senses to see, hear, taste, touch, smell, and think.  There are no limitations on what we can do because of these majestic gifts from god.
     He has given us the gift to communicate.  We have the ability to interact with anyone, anywhere without any difficulties.  Friendships and love comes from this wonderful gift.
     God in his generosity has bestowed unto us a multitude of splendid gifts, and yet these are the most neglected.  It's time we stop cherishing our material gifts and start appreciating the great gifts form God.
     He gave us these gifts for a reason.
  Let us show our gratitude by helping those people who are not as gifted as we are.
     If you can cherish a painting for a lifetime, should not you cherish the gift of sight even more for the ability to see that painting.

Are You Real?


A person whom I do not know nor have I seen has traversed my existence

Like a specter she has cause me fear and wonderment as to her actuality

Is she real or a dream my mind concurred up to bring me bewilderment


I fear her reality for I then must open myself to joy

I fear her reality for I then must open myself to pain

I fear her reality for I then must open myself



I wonder in her for I then can again feel joy

I wonder in her for I then can again feel pain

I wonder in her for I then can again feel



With every moment of each day I live in a state of anxiety

For I want to know if she is real yet that is beyond my control

My life is no longer my own as I exist in this uncertainty

She has come into my life and yet she is ever so distant


Will I survive by the time I know

Pride vs. Ego











Pride vs. Ego


I am what I am, I cannot change what I am and I am proud of what I am for there is no other like me
I am what I am and proud that is am as good as I am for there is no one better

All praise and glory be to God for without him I would be not
I have risen from the pits and placed myself upon the all high due to my strength

In order for others to love me I must first love myself
I love me some me and you can’t help but to love me

I will give what I can to help others if I can for we all have needs
I gladly give to others for I enjoy helping those less fortunate than I

I have helped and nothing is owed
I helped you and you know owe me

I am just an average person with average means
I am always being followed and watched and copied

Pride in ones self is necessary and it allows ones beauty to shine brilliantly
An ego can cause great beauty to shine repulsively

I was working in the yard today
     I just enjoy time in the yard.
It gives me the chance to deal with the basic reality of life.
     As the weeds intrude into my beautiful creations and designs
I toil at cleaving them out and bringing back my designs.

As I was digging I realized the similarity to man.
     Life intruding into a garden to grasp a chance to survive,
Just as man intrudes into the garden of the earth grasping at life itself.
     The great difference is the weed doesn’t know it is being intrusive
Its destruction is not for anything but to exist.

As we intrude in the this garden which we did not create
     Is our purpose for survival or for economic gain?
As we destroy this garden which we did not create
     Our intrusion grows greater each year and the destruction is grand
I would rather be a flower in this garden, not a weed