The umbrella, under

Under the shades of a cloud, dark and stormy, Right in the frying pan of the sun, In the midst of the wild wind that be, And the flying sands of the earth, There you would find me, Under my yellow...

What we love more than what we love

and the flowers bloomed after breaking bad habits. they allowed rain wash in water their crinkled petals their leaves opened like umbrellas to protect the hearts of the roots. we see the beautiful...

Weekend and everything else

Party now so you can mourn your death For we underrate our own breath Weekend was made for our good Everyone needs a break from adulthood Church has not seen me since But church would only care if I...

Thursdays and Good Memories

Thursdays are just like any other day A man is still one that was made from clay Memories are still kept in hell and heaven’s gate Time and death wouldn’t stop to go on a date Good deeds...

End, Peace, Time and More

End is not anywhere near As some often declare Peace do come in pieces Stringed together in doses of peace Time is now and then And a decision made in the den. More than all of these God is the giver...

Humans, Liberty and War

Locked down ghost towns are for the better Make it known via the brown papered letter Humans have to learn not to be ruled by others To find peace and fun with the hearts borders Liberty is all in...

All in the mix

Sugar does not come from honey. Sugar is sweeter when seasoned with money. Daddy is the head where mommy hits her nail. Mommy’s story ends with a different tail. Play with fire only when you...

State of Emergency

Our father, who art in heaven Bless us! Bless us! Bless us! Heaven or hell, There’s a story to tell Our lips would do the prayers Never the heart, nor the will We pray for things we need not To fill...

Vintage Feelings

if i could, i would teleport into recent past untainted as i should a fine topiary and contrast when beauty was understood and questions were clearly asked when books were gotten from wood and...

Men Locked Down

Plagued by the freedom in our hands Time and season in a border-less margin Everyday looks the same as the next Shadows begin to count as men Those who are bedeviled Become the nightmare in every...